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.

and crawl between my legs,

everyone! Check this out! The Dreamscape Bar has a special performance

out to the

mercenary in Fricana. The very next day, he helped the police take me down on this street! "He accused me of

of that, he received an award from the

a

him as

hero

up like this,

you were a big

few

"And you?

is stuck in bed, unable to

that pretty chick... Let's

with his friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged, humbled face

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

sure you can't even keep this

that meager paycheck, your poor mother will likely starve before she succumbs to her illness!

clenched fists finally fell

the coldness in Conrad's eyes fading under the chaotic flickering

you going to

have time to

hand and brought it

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

could continue, Matthew Beckett kicked one of them, sending him sprawling to the ground. "You pathetic loser! Who

forward, wielding clubs and launching

overwhelmed, the waitstaff stood little chance against the thugs armed

wasn't long before several of them lay on the

You think

back to me? You're

trouble!

fallen staff, his

forward, positioning himself defiantly in front of the

raised his arm to block a swing from one

a moment, surprise flashing across their faces as they halted their assault. "Matthew, let's

"Conrad, can't