The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 696 The Martial Art Master, Malcolm

Chapter 696 The Martial Art Master, Malcolm

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The Lynch Residence was wrapped in a suffocating silence. Not a sound broke the stillness, only a light breeze and faint sunshine stirred, joined by the heavy, oppressive footsteps of Johannes. Thump! Thump! Thump!

Each step he took seemed to pound directly into the hearts of everyone i

present.

It was the type of silence that, somehow, felt louder than anything else.

The horror of facing death was undeniable, but there was something even more terrifying in the agonizing wait before it arrived.

This dark crawling fear could shatter a weaker heart in an instant.

Some of the more timid guests, unable to bear the tension, shut their eyes tight and covered their ears, trying to block out the relentless sound that seemed to toll like a death knell, digging into their chests like icy fingers.

Even though they weren't the ones Johannes intended to kill, every soul present felt the chill of impending doom creeping through the air, as if hell itself had opened its doors.

Viola sat down on a chair a servant had hurriedly brought over, her hand pressed to her chest as she fought to breathe. Her eyes were fixed on the lifeless body of her grandson, Jamie, sprawled on the floor before her. The pain in her heart was unbearable, stealing her breath in ragged gasps.

When her gaze shifted to her son, Kenneth, kneeling nearby with blood streaking his face, her fury threatened to consume her.

This was the Lynches, the pride she had guarded her whole life.

She had reigned as the matriarch of this esteemed family for decades, basking in the glory and respect. that came with being part of the most powerful family in Brighton's top five noble families. The world had looked upon her with awe, with envy.

Yet, here she was, at her birthday banquet, reduced to this nightmare. A mere nobody, Robin, had single-handedly thrown the Lynches into chaos, leaving it in shambles.

This was a disgrace to the entire Lynches.

Perhaps even worse, it was a disgrace to her, the true power behind the family throne.

Hatred filled Viola's heart as she waited, anticipating that final moment when Johannes, a martial a master, would put an end to Robin. She wanted to witness this insolent young man who dared challenge the Lynches' authority meet his brutal end right before her.

Vincent, who had been frozen in shock, suddenly snapped back to his senses, shivering as he darted forward to stand before Johannes. J-Johannes please, wait a moment, he stammered, his voice shaky. "I want to ask that kid, what happened to my mother? How did she die?" Johannes shoved him aside. "Out of my way!"

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he felt the terrifying killing intent radiating from

before he could fully process it, there was a sudden,

cold. Instinctively, he dropped down in front of him. "Johannes, please, how could I

shout was like a thunderclap, sending Vincent flying backward five or six meters. Jeaving him dazed and

when he looked again, he

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trembling as he said

the

man even

was struck dumb

shock,

two maids, Viola shakily rose to her feet. Her hand gripped her cane as she struck the floor with it, her voice trembling with disbelief. Johannes... w-what is

Johannes's roar was sharp enough to make Viola's

to my master, I will destroy your

her mouth

that this martial art master from the World of Darkness

in his early twenties.

a man who had once stood as a towering figure in the World of

she turned to Robin, searching for any clue to his true identity. Who

warning to Viola, was enough to shatter the guests' understanding of everything they thought

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guardian was now kneeling before

Johannes lost his

are his master, aren't

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more unbelievable was that Johannes had called Robin "Lord" and threatened Viola with the destruction of the Lynches if she dared show Robin any more

shifted their gaze to Robin, who had once been an invisible presence to

handsome face, his extraordinary presence; they could no longer just brush him off as some random young

none of them had the

families had no one

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gaps in the leaves, casting dappled spots of light on Robin's figure! The play of light and shadow, carried