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 begging

Just grovel and crawl between my legs, and I won't

Bar has a special performance tonight,

called out to the passersby with blatant

ago, he returned from overseas, boasting about his exploits as a mercenary in Fricana. The very next day, he helped the police take me down on this street! "He accused

he received an award from the Terenova police

as a model

even hired him as an unofficial

be a hero here!

this, working as a doorman

big deal for helping

few days and

"And you?

in bed, unable to

pretty chick... Let's not even go there!

head, laughing uproariously with his friends. Conrad remained hunched over, a chill

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

you can't even

paycheck, your poor mother will likely starve before she succumbs

finally fell limp

noticed the coldness in Conrad's eyes fading under the chaotic flickering

to

don't have time to

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

police to arrest you because he happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. "If you

sprawling to the ground. "You pathetic loser! Who do

wielding clubs and launching a brutal

overwhelmed, the waitstaff stood little chance against the thugs armed

long before several of them lay on

You think you

me? You're asking for

trouble!

staff, his flabby face shaking with

forward, positioning himself defiantly in front of

his arm to block a swing from

and his gang paused for a moment, surprise flashing across their faces as they halted their assault. "Matthew, let's not

"Conrad, can't

a year, and I still over