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."

man erupted in laughter. "Conrad, are

and crawl between my

on, everyone! Check this out! The Dreamscape Bar has a special

called out to the passersby with blatant

about his exploits as a mercenary in Fricana. The very next

an award from the Terenova police

was honored as a model citizen

hired him as

a hero here! But look

like this, working

a big deal for helping the cops catch

got out after a few days and still look

"And you?

bed, unable to

sister, that pretty chick... Let's not even go

struck Conrad's lowered head, laughing uproariously with his friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged, humbled face twitched as he fought to

a few times before he reluctantly relaxed them. "Grovel and crawl!" the bald man bellowed, legs spread wide in

I'll make sure you can't even keep this

your poor mother will likely starve before she

clenched fists finally fell limp once

coldness in Conrad's eyes fading under the

to crawl

have

man raised his hand and brought it crashing down onto

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!

continue, Matthew Beckett kicked one of them, sending him sprawling to the ground. "You pathetic loser! Who do you

group surged forward, wielding clubs and launching a brutal

little

of

off! You think

to me? You're asking

trouble!

the fallen staff, his

himself defiantly in front of the

arm to block a

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

"Conrad, can't