The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 804 To Forget Means Death

The room grew still, the kind of silence that pressed down like a weight.

Rhett stood frozen for a moment, then let out a bitter laugh.

His eyes, worn and tired from years of hardship, burned now with a sharp, unyielding coldness.

"A small man seeks power for his own gain, he said, his voice low.

"A true man fights for something greater, driven by honor and faith.

"The son of a rich landowner who kills and destroys-be is beyond saving, Or that's what you said.

"But what about us? What about our people? The ones who oppress, who exploit? Should they get a free pass? That was the thing you asked. "What kind of logic is that?

"A royal pardon is nothing but useless garbage!

"The only thing that truly endures is a cause fought for the greater good!

"I followed the Dragon Lord to claim this land for one reason-to create a place where all are equal.

"Now you come here, talking to me about special privileges. If that's supposed to be an insult, you did a mighty fine job.

"I am a proud lord of Draconia, and I will never stoop to such dishonorable acts!"

Rhett's words echoed in the room, loud and heavy, like the toll of a bell.

In the stillness that followed, every heart seemed to quiver.

The sound, the feeling-it was something forgotten, something distant.

If the old general, nearing the end of his years, hadn't spoken with such raw emotion, no one would have remembered.

Forgotten would be the soldiers who fought and died, one by one, in the heat of battle.

They had left behind families, homes, and everything they knew-fighting for a future of justice, fairness, and equality for all.

Not to protect the selfish whims of a few!

But time changes everything.

Those noble ideals, once strong and clear, have faded.

Now, only a few fractured mountains stand against the storm.

you remember the vows made during those

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filled with a quiet, sorrowful stillness. No one

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air, like the terror before a fall from a

to fall into an irreversible

keeping one's promises could one stand

waking from a dizzying, distorted

Lord Southville, Lord. Centara, and Lord Quintana-all pillars of Draconia. He swallowed hard. After a long

is, if our descendants make a mistake, I can compensate. Just forgive us this once, and I promise

cutting him off. "What's money? You can't take it with

die!

doesn't want compensation. He wants

that's what you truly think, then you're no better

get here didn't do it so you could become

that you have some money and status, you think you

dark. "My lord, if we follow your reasoning, then

snorted. "The Fioris must all die. For the Dragon

eyes. "My lord, you always talk about loyalty, about promises. Don't you owe me

felt some pity for you, But

owe anyone anything. If I promised

Josington!" Rhett held out his hand. "Give me the

Skylar quickly drew his own gun and pointed it at Lord

shots into his

Skylar's bullet

pouring

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room froze. Silence, thick and absolute, filled

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seats, watching the fallen Lord Southmere, once a hero, now lying

of blood.

Josington and the lords officers pulled out their own guns, all aiming

cutting through the tension. Within moments, thirty ruthless. assassins stormed in, guns

lips twisted into a bitter smile. "Skylar, I've already given you what I owed you. I expect you to take responsibility, to stand up like a man.

not some fate's to control! Just because you helped me once doesn't mean I'll let you

you gave me. I've

voice was full of disgust. "Skylar, you're nothing

blocking two bullets for Rhett, but you've forgotten that he gave you a life, food, and half a lifetime

for him, you wouldn't have been around to block those