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.

the eastern coast was gently blanketed in the soft snowfall of the setting

After a quick check, he took a cab to the Miller Group Building in the

match arranged by their grandfathers long ago, before either Robin

years with Old Fred, who had never spoken much

learned medicine, developed his skills, and mastered the art

had

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, this

at the now-yellow engagement contract, lost

will be like. Is she beautiful?

ride imagining what

minutes, the cab arrived in Harmonfield's city

took in the city lights, feeling an odd

he sensed an

focused forward, alert, and

Crash!

jarring

battered Porsche, wrecked in a collision, hurtled directly

in terror, was unable

steering wheel with one hand and yanked the handbrake with the

collision with the two out-of-control

Bang!

pause, the stillness was

barricades, four armed men emerged from

at the onlookers, while another dragged a wounded woman

bald man, shouted to the

Bang!

shot rang out, striking the forehead of the

erupted into screams of

hit the ground, too

the taxi, observed the scene through

glow of streetlights, snowflakes whirled

the wreckage cast

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

evident, even in

robbers noticed Robin still sitting in

and get down!"

smile, ignoring the armed men, and

his gaze on the

"Let her go!"