The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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The moment the Black Faith Order’s guardian uttered those words, every noble, official, and merchant in Gyro Castle was struck with dread.

In this region, the Black Faith Order reigned supreme.

They were the direct voice of the Crownward Syndicate, wielding absolute authority–even over life and death.

If they wanted you dead, you wouldn’t survive the next hour.

And yet, not long ago, they’d all seen Robin send Evander flying with a single slap.

Some had also heard Caius mention how Robin and Daphne had entered a store and exchanged Bloodshade Fruit for three million Netheris coins.

In fact, after hearing about it, several wealthy merchants quietly visited the store the very next day, offering huge sums for the same fruit.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper had sold one for five million Netheris coins–and flatly refused to part with the second.

In the Netheris Domain, there was only one kind of person who could retrieve Bloodshade Fruit from the Dark Woods: Peak Warrior of the Dark Syndicate.

Not even the Black Faith Order’s guardians—or their presiding high priest–could come out of that place alive.

With that kind of power, who would still question whether Robin was truly a leader of the Crownward Syndicate?

Caius frowned slightly. “Guardian, I ask you to listen for a moment. I believe this may be a misunderstanding.”

Then, he pointed coldly at Evander, who was hiding beside the Guardians. “Mr. Ravenscroft, it’s one thing to be confused yourself–but if you misled the guardians and caused a disaster, even your affiliation with the Black Faith Order won’t save you. You wouldn’t live to see tomorrow.”

Evander gave a chilling laugh. “Lord Virelli, what exactly are you trying to pull by sheltering strangers of unknown origin?

“The sect leader dispatched the four guardians for a reason.

“You’ve long harbored resentment toward the Black Faith Order. You’ve been heard multiple times in the great hall accusing the Order of deceiving the people of Gyro Castle with false teachings–and blaming us for the city’s misery and poverty.

“Lord Virelli, you’d best reflect carefully on your actions.

“These two unknown individuals–I suspect they’re remnants of the Light Syndicate.

“If that’s true and proven, your entire family will be purged down to the ninth generation.

“Every single official and wealthy merchant in your keep will be publicly executed. Can you bear the

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weight of that?”

but lies!”

few

Caius to the Black

just hadn’t had

the order finally had a pretext to move against

was a trick the Black Faith Order

influence–if even

those gathered here knew that they might be dragged down with him if they

had long

whether Robin and Daphne were true leaders of the Crownward

fact was, the Black Faith Order’s four

was a

Syndicate leader would be as easy as swatting a

from the capital of the Netheris–thousands

of the Dark Syndicate, if the four guardians killed him, who

scum,” Robin sneered. “I allowed you to walk like a man, and you still

so earlier–I

Caius behind him as he advanced

and nobles of Gyro Castle stared at

uncertain.

he exuded–unyielding/and regal–was unmistakably

moment, no one could doubt he might be the real leader of

he do next, facing the

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eyes and glanced at Evander. “This is the

murderous gaze, forced himself to nod. “Yes, Guardian

chief guardian turned to Robin. “State your name and present your seal. Otherwise, impersonating

before

his mouth, the surrounding commoners–still kneeling on the ground- shouted in unison. “Kill him! Kill

the furious mob, their rage intense as if Robin had desecrated their ancestors‘ graves. She

played to death, not one of

burly commoners charged forward,

Crownward Syndicate and disrespect the guardians of

coldly and backhanded the defiant

With a single slap, he turned the two charging

blow, enhanced by the Dragonblood

four guardians stood frozen, stunned at

and muscular in a

never seen such terrifying killing

hand, the mob of angry civilians immediately