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,

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

The Dreamscape Bar has a special performance tonight, better than any

out to the

his exploits as a mercenary in Fricana. The very

of that, he received an award from the Terenova police

was honored as a model citizen of

hired him as an unofficial narcotics

he should be a hero here!

did he end up like this,

you think you were a big deal for helping

out after a few days and still

"And you?

poor mother is stuck in bed, unable to pay

Let's not

over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged,

them.

sure you can't

mother will likely starve before she

finally fell limp once

coldness in Conrad's eyes

to crawl or

don't have

hand and brought it crashing down onto Conrad's

place at the wrong time. "If you hadn't coerced those girls into dealing drugs and ended up in trouble, he

to the ground.

and launching

waitstaff stood little chance against the thugs armed

of them lay on the

off! You

back to me? You're asking for shouted,

trouble!

staff, his flabby

himself defiantly in front of the

to block a swing from one of their

halted their assault. "Matthew, let's not take our frustrations out on them. They're just kids,"

"Conrad, can't