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

details. After a quick check, he took a cab to

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

had never spoken much about his own family despite him asking many

and mastered the art of combat under

had taken

that point forward, the blood-soaked and 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. Moving like a shadow,

now-yellow engagement contract, lost in

wonder what my future wife will be like. Is she beautiful?

imagining what Alice might

the cab arrived in Harmonfield's city

took in the city lights, feeling an odd sense

he sensed an

was focused forward,

Crash!

of brakes and a jarring metallic crash suddenly pierced the quiet

Porsche, wrecked in a collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's taxi with

in terror, was

and yanked the handbrake

with the two out-of-control vehicles, with a gap of less than

Bang!

a brief pause, the stillness was shattered by a

the barricades, four armed men emerged from

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

leader, a bald man, shouted to

Bang!

striking the forehead of the bravest soul who

into screams of

hit the ground, too terrified to

observed

cold glow of streetlights, snowflakes whirled

snow from the wreckage cast a sinister

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

exceptional beauty was evident, even in such

noticed Robin still sitting in

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

armed men, and slowly

fixed his gaze on the

"Let her go!"