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

grovel and crawl between my legs,

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

called out to the passersby with

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

of that, he received an award from the Terenova

as a model

even hired him as an unofficial

rights, he should be a hero here! But look

he end up like this, working as a

were a big deal for

a few

"And you?

mother is stuck in bed, unable to pay

pretty chick... Let's not even go

tattooed 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 face twitched as

trembling fists clenched a few times before he reluctantly relaxed them. "Grovel and

I'll make sure you can't

that meager paycheck, your poor mother will likely starve before she succumbs

clenched fists finally fell limp

Robin noticed the coldness in Conrad's eyes

going to crawl

don't have time

his hand and brought it crashing down onto Conrad's bowed

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 up in trouble, he wouldn't have had to step in! "Among those girls is Conrad's sister! You're nothing but a pack

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

forward, wielding clubs and launching a brutal attack on the

waitstaff stood little chance

before several of them lay on the

You think you

back to me? You're asking for shouted,

trouble!

the fallen staff, his

positioning himself defiantly in front of

to block a swing from

a moment, surprise flashing across their faces as they halted their assault.

"Conrad, can't