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,

well! Just grovel and crawl between my

has

tattooed man called out to

mercenary in Fricana. The very next day, he helped the police take me down on this

received an

honored as a model citizen of

hired him as

be a hero

he end up like this, working as a

think you were a big deal for helping the

few days and still look

"And you?

is stuck in bed, unable to

pretty chick... Let's not even

chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His

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

sure you can't even keep

your poor mother will likely starve before she

finally fell limp once

the coldness in Conrad's eyes fading under

to

don't have

tattooed man raised his hand and brought it crashing down onto Conrad's

"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

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

launching a brutal attack on

waitstaff stood little chance against

wasn't long before several of them lay on

You think

You're asking for shouted,

trouble!

his flabby face shaking

positioning himself defiantly in front

arm to block a swing from

for a moment, surprise flashing across their faces as they halted their assault. "Matthew, let's not take our frustrations out on them. They're just kids," Conrad said, his voice

"Conrad, can't