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. "Conrad, are you

crawl between my legs, and I won't bother

out! The Dreamscape Bar has a

man called out to

returned from overseas, boasting about his exploits as a mercenary in Fricana. The very next day, he helped the

that, he received an award from the Terenova police

as a

hired him as an unofficial narcotics

all rights, he should be a hero here! But

he end up like this, working as a doorman in this

you were a big deal for helping the cops

a few

"And you?

mother is stuck in bed, unable to pay for treatment!

chick... Let's not even go

remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless

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

you can't even keep this

likely starve before she succumbs to

finally

in Conrad's eyes fading under the chaotic flickering

to crawl or

have time to

brought it crashing down onto

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

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

group surged forward, wielding clubs and launching a brutal attack on

and overwhelmed, the waitstaff stood little chance against the thugs

long before several of them lay on

You think you

You're asking for

trouble!

fallen staff, his flabby face shaking

stepped forward, positioning himself defiantly in front

raised his arm to block a

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

"Conrad, can't

year, and I still over what