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."

laughter. "Conrad, are you

well! Just grovel and crawl between my legs, and I

has a special performance tonight,

called out to the passersby with blatant

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

that, he received an

honored as a model citizen

even hired him as

should be a hero here! But look at him now!

end up like this,

a big deal

a few

"And you?

stuck in bed, unable to

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

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

reluctantly relaxed them. "Grovel and crawl!" the bald man bellowed,

you can't even keep this

meager paycheck, your poor mother will likely

fists finally fell

eyes

you going to

don't have time to

his hand and brought it crashing down onto Conrad's

happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. "If you hadn't coerced those girls into dealing drugs and ended up in

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

launching

overwhelmed, the waitstaff stood little chance

wasn't long before several of

them off! You think you

to me? You're asking for

trouble!

his flabby

forward, positioning himself defiantly in

arm to block a swing from

their faces as they halted their assault. "Matthew, let's not take our

"Conrad, can't