The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1855 Relic from Earthend

Following the direction of Daphne’s outstretched hand, Robin turned toward the wall displaying promotional posters.

It was an advertisement for the Hunderra Auction House.

At the very top of the display, a dagger engraved with the Sakurania word ‘Ritacharm‘ was prominently featured.

Robin’s heart jolted. For a moment, it felt like a dagger had pierced straight through his chest.

Of all the regrets Robin carried, nothing weighed heavier than what happened to Rita.

Her death–he had played a part in it.

And for someone like him, someone who lived by the creed of Divine Drakebane, the idea of leaving debts unpaid was intolerable.

But Rita–her loss could never be repaid.

He never imagined that in the capital city of Rosha in the Netheris Domain, he’d see Rita’s dagger again, which she always carried with her.

If some ancient magic, some strange twist of fate, had brought Rita back to life, nothing else mattered.

Seeing her again would be the greatest miracle.

Robin would ensure she got everything she ever dreamed of if she truly were alive.

He stared fixedly at the image of the dagger.

He remembered well the characters carved into the dagger-“Ritacharm,” written in Sakurania script. He had seen them before.

But he can’t be sure if that’s truly Rita’s dagger.

He turned sharply and grabbed Daphne’s shoulders. “Are you sure that’s her dagger?”

Tears filled Daphne’s eyes. “Yes. Without a doubt. That’s Rita’s dagger.

“I saved her once, by chance,” she continued. “After that, I taught her how to defend herself and survive the world’s chaos.

“And then, I commissioned Mr. Thibault, a famed dagger smith from Nordmare in Sakurania, to forge this dagger just for her–adamantine steel, one–of–a–kind.

“Rita was sweet and full of life,” Daphne said, trembling. “I asked Mr. Thibault to engrave her dagger with the word ‘Ritacharm. That’s his signature style. I’d recognize it anywhere.

“She was like a sister to me. We depended on each other more than family. In Earthend, she was all I had.”

A tear slipped down her cheek. “I never thought I’d lose her.”

Overwhelmed, she dropped to her knees. “Please, Mr. Ramsey, I have to find her!”

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Stand up. Robin pulled her to her feet, eyes burning with conviction. “Rita died because of me. Now that I’ve seen her dagger, how can I sit back and do nothing?

If we see Varryn, the priest, today, I’ll ask him about this strange occurrence. I need to know, if someone body dies in Earthend or another realm, can their soul survive for a time?

fate, souls that refuse to vanish somehow

eyes narrowed, jaw clenched. “My instincts say Rita’s alive. And if that’s true, there’s a high

if I have to tear Netheris Domain apart stone

“Then I’m going to that auction house. I’m getting Rita’s dagger back, no matter what. No one else is walking away with

stood a little over 300 feet

of funds, starting

was divided into tiers based on how

Black Gold Card that Caius

showed proof of one million in cash and sat in the

hadn’t hit the auction

half an hour later, the

up when she saw Rita’s dagger

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to someone as dear as a sister, here in an entirely different realm like the Netheris

Rita’s dagger!” Daphne grabbed Robin’s hand, her voice trembling

was filled with anticipation and joy, her tears flowed

nod, his throat

in his mind, If Rita is still alive, then why is her dagger up for

adamantine dagger is no ordinary weapon. It

the auctioneer held the dagger high above his head, his voice booming with practiced theatrical.

panel of leading expert appraisers has completed a full evaluation. This

and excited murmurs rippled through

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way. Are you

Earthend

it’s really from Earthend, that dagger’s gotta be worth a

pressed on, pacing dramatically across the

Finished

rich in rare, exotic materials.

dagger was crafted from a rare metal we would classify as

dagger, able to slice through solid steel

the one who once wielded this mighty weapon?

skipped a

words struck her like lightning. There was

Rita once served a queen of Nordmare,”

force under the command of a warrior known across Earthend as the Divine

adamantine dagger fought alongside Rita in countless battles. It is said to have taken the heads of

aura of royalty and the edge of a

the crown jewel

this adamantine

words dropped, the crowd exploded in a

“I bid 10 million!”

“Fifteen million!”

“Twenty million!”

in a