The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 262 I'm Your Worst Nightmare

Robin could clearly recall that harrowing rescue mission.

The team comprised seven individuals, each from different nations and various international mercenary organizations.

After three exhausting days of struggle, only Conrad and Robin were left standing.

They were up against thirty highly trained special forces mercenaries.

Each one had combat skills that could dismantle a heavily armed battalion.

The odds seemed insurmountable.

Conrad had confided in him that this would be his final mission.

He intended to go home afterward, having fought to ensure a better life for his mother and sister.

His resolve to survive and complete the mission was unwavering.

In the end, he and Conrad managed to fend off the enemy's security forces, emerging victorious.

During that battle, Conrad single-handedly took down over twenty mercenaries!

Robin was profoundly awed by his lethal abilities.

Afterward, Conrad left Fricana and returned to Demberoa.

Robin never saw him again.

For a long time, he almost forgot about the comrade who had fought alongside him in life-and-death situations.

He never imagined he would encounter him again.

Now, outside the Dreamscape Bar, a tattooed man and a few thugs were arrogantly tormenting Conrad.

The once-mighty Warrior King now resembled a soulless statue, numbed and silent, his head bowed in defeat.

His worn bartender uniform bore the dirt and footprints of those around him.

Still, Conrad continued to respectfully recite the standard phrases of his job.

"Gentlemen, please enter the bar. I kindly ask that you avoid creating a disturbance at the entrance, as it may disrupt other patrons. Thank you for your understanding."

in laughter. "Conrad, are you

and crawl between my legs, and I won't bother you

on, everyone! Check this out! The Dreamscape Bar has a special performance tonight, better than any strip club!

tattooed man called out to

Three years ago, he returned from overseas, boasting about his exploits as a mercenary in Fricana. The very next day, he helped the police take me down on this street! "He accused

of that, he received an award

honored as a model

as

be a hero here!

up like this, working

you were a big deal

after a few

"And you?

bed, unable to

pretty chick... Let's not even

with his friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged, humbled face

them. "Grovel and crawl!" the bald man bellowed, legs spread wide in

you can't

meager paycheck, your poor mother will likely starve before she succumbs to her

fists finally

Robin noticed the coldness in Conrad's eyes fading under the

you going to crawl or

have time to

his hand and brought it

the wrong place at the wrong time. "If you hadn't coerced those girls into dealing drugs and ended up in trouble, he wouldn't have had to step in! "Among

to the ground.

wielding clubs and launching a brutal attack on

and overwhelmed, the waitstaff stood little chance against the thugs

before several of

You

to me? You're

trouble!

his

stepped forward, positioning himself defiantly in

raised his arm to block a swing from one of

his gang paused for a moment, surprise flashing across their faces as they halted their assault. "Matthew, let's not take our frustrations out

"Conrad, can't