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."

tattooed man erupted in laughter. "Conrad, are you begging

and crawl between my legs, and I won't bother

Dreamscape Bar has a special performance tonight, better than

to

a mercenary in Fricana. The very next day, he helped the police take

an award from the Terenova police

as a

even hired him as an unofficial

be a hero

he end up like this, working as a doorman in

you think you were a big deal

a few days and still

"And you?

is stuck in bed, unable to pay

Let's not even go

head, laughing uproariously with his friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged,

times before he reluctantly relaxed them. "Grovel and crawl!" the bald man bellowed, legs

you can't even keep this

meager paycheck, your poor mother will likely starve before she

finally fell limp once

eyes

to crawl or

don't have

hand and brought it crashing

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

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

surged forward, wielding clubs and launching a brutal

the waitstaff stood little chance against the thugs armed with

before several of

them off! You think you

back to me? You're asking for shouted,

trouble!

staff, his

stepped forward, positioning himself defiantly in front of the

a swing from

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

"Conrad, can't

a year, and I