The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1181 Snowy Inn

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In the dead of the night, Robin reached the frost–covered town of Borealis, blanketed in a thick layer of

snow.

The town was situated more than 200 miles from the enigmatic and barren Snow Valley, a place shrouded in mystery.

Robin had no plans to spend the night in Borcalis.

His destination was the Snowy Inn; a resting spot located 10 miles to the north of the town.

There, he intended to replenish his supplies of food and water and acquire a couple of snow vehicles–sleds and snowmobiles–essential for the journey ahead.

Snow Valley was still a great distance away, and traveling on foot would take far too much time.

He needed to move swiftly, confront Baird, and make it back to Harmonfield before the New Year to honor his wedding vow to Shirley.

Beyond the snowy town, the terrain stretched out in an endless expanse of icy wilderness, vast and unforgiving.

After trekking for roughly 30 minutes, Robin finally arrived at the renowned Snowy Inn.

In this isolated and brutal corner of the frozen plains, Snowy Inn stood as a rare sanctuary, offering warmth and provisions to weary travelers.

The inn was run by a middle–aged Italian man in his 40s named Doran Sameel.

Two decades earlier, he had established this inn on the outskirts of Borealis, catering primarily to travelers by providing food, shelter, and snow vehicles.

However, everything at the inn came at an exorbitant cost, with prices dozens of times higher than usual.

Despite the freezing temperatures, treacherous landscape, and the constant dangers of avalanches or wild animals, numerous warriors and merchant groups passed through this inn each year on their way to Snow Valley.

Yet, almost no one who ventured into Snow Valley ever came back.

The handful who did return were either driven to madness or had lost their sanity in some way.

Soon after, they disappeared without a trace.

Within the martial world, whispers circulated that these individuals vanished mysteriously, as if the land itself had consumed them.

As time went on, the stories about Snow Valley grew stranger and more distorted.

Some spoke of an ancient relic, mentioned in legends, that had appeared in Snow Valley.

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have accumulated the purest

who possessed it would experience

could extend

merchants had once offered fortunes in

treasure hunters journeyed to Snow

returned successful. Many lost their lives in pursuit of what remained forever

by greed, bravery and recklessness often went

had ever succeeded, the stream of dreamers heading toward

became an essential

stood at the entrance of

it was late, the inn was bustling with

dining area, drinking, laughing, and shouting over one

Robin stepped inside, the lively inn suddenly

pair of eyes in the inn

clinging to his clothes, Robin scanned the room, looking for

two pitchers of heated

was the inn’s standard meal for two, priced

blue tossed 50,000 in

from the stack and smiled politely. “Please, enjoy

the remaining 48,000 toward Doran.

accepted the money with a nod, his smile unwavering. “Of course,

“I’ll pay

reply, two enormous men from Borealis rose from their seats

six and a half feet tall, their bodies massive and imposing, resembling towering

Doran. “Did they reserve the snowmobiles before

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of sleds or snowmobiles and multiple parties want them, it’s either resolved through a duel

you heading to Snow Valley to hunt

a hefty piece of beef and

left his mouth, the

of something unreadable crossed

Borealis men froze momentarily before

we’re taking those

“Please wait here. I’ll just have a quick word

in the inn chuckled, shaking their