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."

erupted in laughter. "Conrad, are you

my legs, and

this out! The Dreamscape Bar has a

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

that, he received an award from the Terenova

a

even hired him as an

hero here! But look at

he end up like this, working as a doorman in

think you were a big deal for helping the

got out after a few days and

"And you?

poor mother is stuck in bed, unable to

that pretty chick... Let's

struck Conrad's lowered head, laughing uproariously with his friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged,

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

sure you can't

paycheck, your poor mother will likely starve before she succumbs to

clenched fists finally fell limp

eyes fading under

to

don't have time

his hand and brought

waitstaff from the Dreamscape Bar stepped 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 step in! "Among those girls is Conrad's sister! You're nothing but a pack of savages!" Bang!

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

launching

stood little chance against the

several of them

them off! You

me? You're asking for

trouble!

the fallen staff, his flabby

forward, positioning himself

raised his arm to block 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, can't