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,

my legs, and I won't bother

everyone! Check this out! The Dreamscape Bar has a special performance tonight, better

tattooed man called out to

at this guy! 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 me of being a drug

he received an award from the Terenova police

honored as a model

hired him as an

a hero here! But

up like this, working as a

you were a big deal for helping the

got out after a few days and still look

"And you?

stuck in bed, unable to

chick... Let's not even

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

before he reluctantly relaxed them. "Grovel and

you can't even keep this

mother will likely starve before she succumbs to

finally fell limp once

Conrad's eyes fading under the chaotic flickering of

you going to

have

hand and brought it crashing down onto

in 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 those girls is Conrad's sister! You're nothing but a pack of savages!" Bang!

him sprawling to the ground. "You pathetic loser! Who

clubs and launching a brutal attack on the young

waitstaff stood little

of them

off! You think you

me? You're asking for shouted,

trouble!

his

himself defiantly

to block a swing from one of

halted their assault. "Matthew, let's not

"Conrad, can't