The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Gyro Castle

Robin could tell the store owner’s respectful demeanor wasn’t just because of the Bloodshade Fruit it likely signified some sort of high–status symbol.

“Give us however much you think it’s worth,” Robin said as he pulled out another Bloodshade Fruit and handed it over.

The store owner stared at the Bloodshade Fruit, a look of terror flashing across his eyes.

He then returned to the counter, retrieved two one–million Netheris banknotes, and placed them in front of Robin and Daphne.

“Master,” he said anxiously, “will this suffice? If not, I can offer more!”

Before Robin could respond, Daphne stepped in calmly. “Add another million.”

Robin chuckled inwardly. Ruthless, as always.

She’d earned her nickname as the Sakurania Nordmare’s Underground Queen for a reason.

Daphne had always loathed the greed of stores and pawnshops. When you’re rich, they’d kiss your feet.

But the moment you owe them money, they’d throw you under the bus–and make sure you never got back up. When dealing with people like that you never show mercy when it’s time to bleed them.

People like that only respect power, never virtue.

The store owner hesitated for just a moment before nodding. “Yes, right away!”

“Make it into a mix of 100–thousand bills and half in 200–thousand bills.” she added smoothly.

He respectfully handed over the well–organized three million in notes. “Please, join us in the back for

some tea.”

“We have more pressing matters today,” Robin replied casually. Together with Daphne, he turned to leave.

All the staff, flanking the store owner, lined up respectfully and stayed long after the two exited the building.

One of the younger clerks looked confused. “Sir, the highest price we’ve seen at auction for one Bloodshade Fruit is 200,000. And we just paid three million for two! Isn’t that a massive loss?”

The owner chuckled. “You don’t get it,

“Those Bloodshade Fruits are fake. They’re grown by peddlers hired by some of the lower–tier cultists from the Black Faith Order.

“But these two–what they brought in were the real deal. The Bloodshade Fruits from the Dark Woods. Genuine, peerless treasures.

those can extend your life by 30 years. And it can

to one of the major families in

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The clerks all gasped.

Dark Woods Bloodshade Fruits were that

caught up in the thrill of it, the owner continued, “Those two must be Peak Warrior from the Netheris Crownward

Crownward Syndicate sends Peak Warrior into the Dark Woods to hunt rare beasts and

one in ten years comes back out

if they do return with a beast or fruit, they’re instantly

the Black Faith

They never expected to meet such powerful

street when the middle–aged man and his young son

the man called out,

to face him. “Can we help

this man had

Virelli, Lord of Gyro Castle. This is my son, Alaric

did everyone here keep calling

the way this Caius acted–it was clear that such a title held

come from the Dark

nodded. “That’s

the warriors from Crownward Syndicate usually came to hunt in the Dark Woods for a month or two. This year, the two bishops arrived quite

and fewer coming at all. Most return empty–handed–no beasts,

glanced meaningfully at Robin. Anyone who walks out of the Dark Woods with a

mind, it would be an honor

this casual conversation, Robin started piecing together the structure of the

Domain was ruled by the Netheris,

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Though the Syndicate.

Pyro Castle

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nominal head, the true power lay

High Pontiff were nine

were high

major subsidiaader,

the syndicate only has Pontiffs stationed in specific

they relied on anyndicates

to the Black Faith Order–an offshoot of the Dark Syndicate and the true authority in Gyro