The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1348

Chapter 1348 Forty–Nine Days

Robin agreed to enter the castle as Caius’s guest to gather information about the origins of the Soul Capturing Technique of the Netheris.

Caym had stolen Shirley’s soul, all to trade it for an ancient relic.

Suppose Robin resorted to brute force and tore through the entire Netheris Domain. In that case, it might push Caym and his cohorts to desperate and extreme measures.

In that case, Shirley’s soul might never return to her body.

For the sake of the woman he loved, Robin was forcibly suppressing his seething rage, handling the matter with the utmost caution.

This journey into the Netheris Domain had one objective: retrieve Shirley’s soul intact and unharmed.

Years ago, Old Fred mentioned a method of extracting someone’s soul–once removed, the soul needed to be housed within a living vessel for preservation.

That vessel could be a human, animal, or even a plant.

To ensure Shirley’s soul wouldn’t dissipate, Caym would have forcibly implanted it into another life form under his control.

However, such hosting had a time limit–just 49 days.

After that window closed, one of two things would happen.

The hosted soul would merge with the vessel’s original soul.

Or the vessel’s original soul would destroy the intruder, making resurrection impossible.

Either outcome would mean Shirley could never wake up again.

Wandering aimlessly in search of her wasn’t an option–he had to find her before the time limit was up.

Gyro Castle sits at the farthest edge of the Netheris Domain.

Long ago, this place used to bustle with warriors traveling to the Dark Woods to hunt beasts and pick Bloodshade Fruits. But as time passed, fewer made it out alive–and the place faded into silence.

Caius explained this to Robin.

In recent decades, only few warriors who ventured into the Dark Woods ever made it out alive.

As a result, people gradually stopped taking the risk.

The castle had grown desolate, with barely any outsiders arriving anymore.

Daphne, meanwhile, had been quietly observing something odd–why did the poor people i

land

seem content?

They looked like they enjoyed being enslaved, mistreated, humiliated—even beaten down.

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this was the doctrine of

regions and mandated that

lower–class citizens of the

they were destined to suffer through poverty, hardship, relentless labor, and the obligation to serve the

sin and hope for a

or violate its doctrines–the Supreme God would condemn their soul to the Soulforge Prison, a place of eternal torment and

embrace ugliness as beauty, groveling like dogs in hopes of

trash teachings of the Dark Syndicate back

it

how these people, deemed ‘sin–ridden commoners, actually

by the power–hungry leaders of the Dark

exploitation.

in the streets, Daphne

are born equal–how could such a thing as

class that served

order, or else the

these high citizens served

spoke, the castle’s guard captain, Evander, had a complicated expression–and a glint of killing intent flickering

and Daphne followed the castle

ancient Earth–style fortresses, with a moat about 165 feet wide outside the gate and walls

were

were working

could see them in intervals all

M

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Finished

were clean, unlike the chaos outside the castle, where vendors peddled their wares. Inside, there

passed by, the people on either side of the

with such a sight, it was hard

trained into submission like livestock. Their servility had been deeply ingrained in

clear that the Dark Syndicate’s indoctrination had reached every corner of the Netheris

the attendants to bring new clothes for Robin and Daphne to change

invited them into the grand banquet hall of the

tables were piled high

banquet was filled with Gyro

seats were the elite warriors of the

Warrior.

Daphne sat down, the castle’s guard captain,

I have a question,”

you stationed at the main or a

and snapped coldly.

Crownward Syndicate

Light Syndicate rebels have infiltrated us by deception,

hall instantly fell into hushed

of

one was

such a person show up

you the audacity to question me?” Robin said flatly, eyes narrowed as he glanced at

hall went deathly

flinched but quickly steeled himself. “If you truly are Crownward Syndicate leaders, then

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where vendors peddled their wares.

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