The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1

The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1 Dragon Dagger

"Old Fred, if you keep this up, you're going to end up dead in some woman's arms!"

Robin Ramsey remarked, eyeing the aging man in front of him.

Old Fred brushed off the lipstick smudges on his face, looking bewildered. He fished out a credit card and handed it over to Robin.

"Robin, this leopard-print card is packed with cash-there's a few trillion dollars on it!

"Plus, I own high-end properties in major cities worldwide. You can stay at any of them whenever you like.

"And lastly, here's a gift from me..." Old Fred began to say, but then he exclaimed, "Oops! Not that!"

He pulled out a piece of black lace lingerie from his belt, realizing it was the wrong item.

After a moment of fumbling, he finally produced a curious short dagger.

"This dragon dagger has been lost for fifty years. I'm giving it to you now. It's not just any dagger-it has the power to ...

"Uh, never mind. Someone will reach out to you at the right time. Just wait for them in Draconia.

"Robin, once you wrap up your engagement back home, just ...

"

Old Fred tried to continue, but four exceptionally attractive women with striking figures came down the stairs, ready to usher him away. "Old Fred, stop stalling! We're all dying to get going!"

"Don't worry. Your dedicated disciple is so skilled that even demons fear him. He'll be fine!"

"Ah!" Moments later, Old Fred's distressed cries echoed from the upstairs bedroom.

Robin glanced towards the second floor, shrugged, and slipped the leopard-print card into his wallet.

Leaving Old Fred's house, he hopped into a cab for the airport, examining the dragon dagger.

The dagger's intricate designs shimmered like a dragon exhaling mist and clouds, radiating a powerful aura. The golden scales glistened in the car's dim light.

After over twenty hours of flight, he landed in Harmonfield, Draconia.

was gently blanketed in the soft

reviewed the engagement contract details. After a quick check, he took a cab to the Miller Group Building in the heart of

that Robin's fiancée, Alice Miller, was part of a match arranged by their grandfathers long ago,

years with Old Fred, who had never spoken

developed his skills, and mastered the art

Fred had

chaotic mercenary battlefield welcomed a new force, one whose very presence sent shivers down the spines of all who heard their name-a figure feared across the globe, a true bringer of death.

now-yellow engagement

wonder what my future wife will be like.

imagining what Alice might

cab

the city lights, feeling an odd sense

then he sensed

forward, alert, and

Crash!

brakes and a jarring metallic crash suddenly

a collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's taxi

taxi driver, frozen in

seized the steering wheel with one hand and yanked the handbrake with

missed a direct collision with the two out-of-control

Bang!

stillness was shattered by a

the barricades, four armed men

them brandished their weapons at the onlookers, while another dragged a wounded woman

bald man, shouted to the bystanders, "Get

Bang!

rang out, striking the forehead of the

crowd erupted into screams

hit the ground, too terrified

in the taxi, observed the scene

of streetlights, snowflakes whirled

from the wreckage cast

woman's tall, striking figure was unmistakable, even though blood marred her elegant

evident, even

noticed Robin still sitting

Hands on your head and get down!" one of the robbers shouted,

offered a detached smile, ignoring the armed men, and slowly

fixed his gaze on the hostage

"Let her go!"