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 begging

grovel and crawl between my legs, and

everyone! Check this out! The Dreamscape Bar has a

man called out to the passersby

Fricana. The very next day, he helped

received an award from the Terenova police

was honored as a model citizen

hired him as an

be a hero here!

up like this, working as a doorman in

were a big deal for helping the cops catch

got out after a few days and still look

"And you?

stuck in bed, unable to pay

that pretty chick... Let's not even go there!

head, laughing uproariously with his friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes.

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

I'll make sure you can't

poor mother will likely starve before she succumbs to her

clenched fists finally fell limp once

eyes fading under the

to

don't have

and brought it crashing

too much!" Several 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

sprawling to the ground.

and launching

stood little chance

of them lay

You think

to me? You're asking for

trouble!

staff, his

stepped forward, positioning himself defiantly in

block a swing from one of

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

"Conrad, can't