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."

in laughter.

between my legs, and I won't bother you

The Dreamscape Bar has a special performance tonight, better than

out to the passersby with blatant

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

that, he received an

as a model citizen of

even hired him as an unofficial

hero here! But look at him now!

did he end up like this, working as a doorman

were a big deal for helping the

out after a few days and still

"And you?

mother is stuck in bed, unable to pay

chick... Let's not even

chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged, humbled face twitched as he

few times before he reluctantly relaxed them. "Grovel and crawl!" the bald

I'll make sure you

your poor mother will likely

fists finally fell

in Conrad's eyes fading under the chaotic flickering

you going to

have time to

brought it crashing

to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. "If you hadn't coerced those

continue, Matthew Beckett kicked one of them, sending him sprawling to the ground.

and launching a brutal

the waitstaff stood little chance against the

wasn't long before several of them lay on the

off! You think you

You're asking

trouble!

his flabby face shaking with

himself defiantly in

arm to block a swing

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

"Conrad, can't

and I still over what