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. "Conrad, are you

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

out! The Dreamscape Bar has a special performance

to the passersby with

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

of that, he received an award

honored as a model citizen

as an unofficial

a hero here! But look at him now!

this, working

you were a big deal for helping the cops catch

a few days

"And you?

poor mother is stuck in bed, unable to

sister, that pretty chick... Let's not even go there!

friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill emanating from his lifeless eyes. His aged, humbled face twitched as he fought to

relaxed them. "Grovel

make sure you can't even keep

that meager paycheck, your poor mother will likely

finally fell limp once

Conrad's eyes fading under the chaotic flickering of

going to crawl

have

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

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 of savages!"

him sprawling to the

clubs and launching a brutal attack on the

and overwhelmed, the waitstaff stood little chance against the thugs

wasn't long before several of them lay on

them off! You think

to me? You're

trouble!

staff, his flabby

forward, positioning himself defiantly in front of

to block a

halted their assault. "Matthew, let's not take our frustrations out on them.

"Conrad, can't

a year, and I still over what you