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 begging

between my legs, and

out! The Dreamscape Bar has a special performance

man called out to the passersby with

Three years ago, he returned from overseas, boasting about his exploits as a mercenary in Fricana. The very next day, he

that, he received an award from the Terenova police

was honored as a model citizen of

even hired him as an

he should be a hero here! But look at

this, working as a doorman

you were a big deal for

few

"And you?

mother is stuck in bed, unable to pay

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

struck Conrad's lowered head, laughing uproariously with his friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged, humbled face twitched as he fought to

few times before he reluctantly relaxed them.

make sure you

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

fists finally fell

coldness in Conrad's eyes fading under

to crawl or

don't have

brought it crashing down onto Conrad's

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 hadn't coerced those girls into dealing drugs and ended

the waitstaff could continue, Matthew Beckett kicked one of them, sending him sprawling to the

and launching a brutal attack

stood little chance against the thugs armed

several of

them off! You think

You're asking for

trouble!

fallen staff, his flabby face shaking with

stepped forward, positioning himself defiantly in front

arm to block a swing from one

his gang paused for a moment, surprise flashing across their faces as they halted their assault. "Matthew, let's not take our frustrations out

"Conrad, can't