The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1260 The Terrifying Bloodlust of the Great Warriors of Dragon Soul!

In the eastern waters of Draconia, Jethro squinted, his eyes clouded by time, as he gazed at the scene unfolding in the distance.

On the deck of a patrol ship in the first fleet of the Coast Guard, he could do nothing but watch helplessly, his throat tight with unspoken frustration.

He exchanged a resigned glance with Reggie Bacchus, the Director of the Coast Guard, who stood next to him. Both of them sighed deeply, the weight of their shared disappointment hanging heavily in the air.

“Sigh…”

Despite all their grand ambitions, it felt as though the years had simply slipped away without achieving anything meaningful.

The radio officer’s voice cut through the air. “General Quintana, Mr. Herrera from the Decision Bureau has an urgent message!”

Jethro furrowed his brow. “This is Jethro. What’s going on? Speak.”

A crackling voice responded, sharp and demanding. “Jethro, contact Robin, Franco, and the others immediately! You must order them to stop their reckless actions!”

Instantly, Jethro’s temper flared. “Hadley, who the hell are you to tell me what to do?

“And Robin doesn’t answer to either of us. What makes you think we could control him?”

Hadley’s voice grew even more furious. “Isn’t Robin from the Dragon Palace? Why shouldn’t we be able to stop his dangerous actions?”

Jethro let out a mocking laugh. “Ha! If he hasn’t stepped down as Master Ramsey, then who the hell are you to give him orders?

“And who the hell am I to tell him what to do?!

“I’ve lived a long life, and today, I finally understand. Compared to men like Mr. Ramsey and Maverick, I’ve wasted my time!

“Hadley, you’ve wasted even more!”

Enraged, Hadley yelled into the receiver. “General Quintana, are you drunk? Are you telling me that you don’t want to be a bureau head anymore?”

Jethro laughed bitterly. “I’ve long since stopped caring. Hell, I’m thinking about retiring!

“Leave me alone and stop pestering me!”

With that, Jethro tossed the radio overboard.

Meanwhile, the Decision Bureau was bombarded with messages from all directions–domestic inquiries, international affairs departments, and more…

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from the command center, Finlo, was furious and demanded that he resolve the crisis

no other option, Hadley

Divine Drakebane and General Whalen,

remind you of a few

actions of Divine Drakebane and his allies are outside my jurisdiction, in international waters. No country can force me to

me, so we can’t stop his

from General Quintana and my department during the crisis, we got no response. Now, with Divine Drakebane and Franco gaining the upper hand, are we

hypocrisy, and we

we should do right now is publicly support Divine Drakebane and General Whalen’s actions, rather than trying

of imperial powers is bullying Divine Drakebane and his people, and now they have the nerve to blame

Divine Drakebane and the others, would we expect

their power, but we’re supposed to

headquarters to allow the Tassel Fleet to

all been misled by

be for the greater good!

Herrera, but I can’t carry out the task you’ve given me. You’ll have to issue the orders directly to Divine Drakebane yourself!” Chace slammed down the receiver, his eyes

scene where Robin and the others stood, a long sigh escaping him. “General Whalen, Divine Drakebane, we are ashamed. We hold the power, but we

fleet to go into

helicopter squadron to

support with weapons or artillery, they could at least

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domestic and international forces, Hadley had no choice but to personally contact Robin through

stop your reckless

off without hesitation.

Divine Drakebane, I don’t represent any stance, and I won’t obey anyone’s orders. I

“You’ve lost your mind! Do you have any idea what the consequences will be?

Who the hell do you think you

alone. What right do you have to give me

threw the receiver

winds whipped around them, and the only sound left was Hadley’s furious

the receiver beneath his boot. He drew his large sword and pointed it at Giovanni. “You

you. Please, show mercy. This/ was all