The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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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was the doctrine of the Crownward Syndicate of

mandated that commoners undergo ceremonial baptism starting at

of the Dark Syndicate, the lower–class citizens of the Netherts

through poverty, hardship, relentless labor, and the obligation to

so could they shed the shackles of sin and hope for a better reincarnation, where they might rise

this fate–seck wealth, reject the syndicate, or violate its doctrines–the Supreme God would condemn their soul to the Soulforge Prison, a place of eternal torment

to embrace ugliness as beauty, groveling like dogs in hopes of currying favor with the syndicate. All for the slim hope of a

trash teachings of the Dark Syndicate back on

for Daphne, hearing it

these people, deemed ‘sin–ridden

crafted by the

exploitation.

at the masses kneeling in the streets, Daphne was utterly

equal–how could such a thing as noble or lowborn

that

order, or else the syndicate–or its clerical enforcers–had the right to

high citizens served the

Caius spoke, the castle’s guard captain, Evander, had a

Robin and Daphne followed the castle lord’s guards

fortresses, with a moat about 165 feet wide outside the gate and walls standing

conditions were visibly

were working to

them in

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

the Caius’s procession passed by, the people on

such a sight, it was hard

livestock. Their servility had been deeply ingrained

Dark Syndicate’s indoctrination had reached every

attendants to bring new clothes for Robin and

the grand banquet hall

piled high with delicacies

of the banquet was filled with

the elite warriors of the castle–those ranked as

Warrior.

down, the castle’s guard captain, Evander, stepped

a question,” he

Syndicate. Are you stationed at the main or a regional branch? Please reveal your credentials so we may properly report to the Black Faith

coldly. “Evander!

it’s been 30 years since anyone from the Crownward Syndicate has visited Gyro Castle.

rebels have infiltrated us by deception, the Crownward Syndicate

fell

were beings of

was a Peak

show up in a backwater place

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

hall went deathly

are Crownward Syndicate leaders, then you must possess the Syndicate Seal Present it

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roads were clean, unlike the chaos outside the castle, where vendors