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, are you

Just grovel and crawl between my legs, and I won't bother

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

tattooed man called out to the

his exploits as a mercenary in Fricana. The very next day, he helped the police take me

he received an award

as a model

even hired him as an unofficial narcotics

should be a hero here!

he end up like this, working as a

you think you were a big deal

a few days and

"And you?

mother is stuck in bed,

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

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

times before he reluctantly relaxed them. "Grovel and crawl!" the

you

poor mother will likely starve before she succumbs

finally fell

the coldness in Conrad's eyes

to crawl

have time

and brought

only assisted the police to arrest you because he happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. "If

sending him sprawling to the ground. "You pathetic loser! Who do you think you are, talking

clubs and launching a brutal attack

little chance against the

several of them lay on the

them off! You

You're asking for shouted,

trouble!

the fallen staff, his flabby face shaking

positioning himself defiantly in front of the

a swing from

assault. "Matthew, let's not take our frustrations out on

"Conrad, can't