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.

my

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

out to the passersby

this guy! Three years ago, he returned from overseas, boasting about his exploits as a mercenary in Fricana. The very next

an award from the Terenova police

honored as a model

hired him as

hero here!

did he end up like this, working as a

you were a big deal for helping the cops

few days

"And you?

bed, unable to pay for treatment!

that pretty chick... Let's

chill emanating from

them.

you can't

likely starve before

clenched fists finally fell limp once

the coldness in Conrad's eyes fading under the chaotic flickering of

you going to

don't have time to

hand and brought it crashing down onto Conrad's bowed

forward to defend Conrad. "Conrad only assisted the police to arrest you because he 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 trouble, he wouldn't have had to

could continue, Matthew Beckett kicked one of them, sending him sprawling to the ground. "You

group surged forward, wielding clubs and launching a brutal attack on the young

overwhelmed, the waitstaff stood little chance against the thugs

of them lay

off! You think you

to me? You're asking for shouted,

trouble!

fallen staff, his flabby face shaking

Conrad stepped forward, positioning himself defiantly in front of

a swing from one of their

a moment, surprise flashing across their faces as they halted their assault.

"Conrad, can't