The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

The Deadly sss 1248 The Deadly Assassin Robin Chapter 1248 Adjustment The small building in Bullhead Mount was suffocatingly silent-like a tomb.

The stench of blood hung in the air, thick and rancid.

Hohenheim's breath was labored, each one sharp and heavy. The silence was broken only by the sound of Robin's slaps.

Hohenheim's anger burned like fire, hot and furious, threatening to break free.

He had never been humiliated like this before. Never.

Raised in a powerful family, he was steeped in politics taught to wield influence and power.

In that world, everything was a gof appearances. Enemies? They were handled quietly, in the dark. Respect was always shown in public, no matter the hate seething underneath.

To destroy someone was a quiet, backstabbing affair.

But Robin? He wasn't part of that world.

He wasn't about games or subtleties.

He was blunt. Brutal. Raw.

Hohenheim's anger fought to escape, but when his eyes locked with Robin's cold, emotionless gaze, something inside him froze.

The force of Robin's presence made him tremble.

That gaze-unblinking, uncaring-stripped him of any will to fight back.

Then Hohenheim saw the faces around him-Hannibal Jethro, Jack, the royal heirs, and his own subordinates.

The weight of shcrushed him, threatening to shatter his composure. "Robin," Hohenheim spat, his voice trembling with a mix of fury and humiliation. “Yes, you were once Master Ramsey of the Dragon Palace. You still command the Golden Dragon Guard.

"But you don't have the right to destroy my dignity.

"And you certainly don't have the authority to interfere with the Decision Bureau's actions! "You're nothing but a commoner now. And I—" Before he could finish, Robin grabbed the collar of his uniform, yanking him forward. "It's because of that uniform that you're getting away with a warning, not an execution," Robin growled, his voice sharp and icy. "Clean up your mess before you try to enforce the law on anyone else.

"Your power's been abused. You've done nothing for the people. You make alliances for personal gain. You crush anyone who stands in your way.

1/4 4204 Chapter 1248 Adjustment "You wear those fine clothes, but do nothing but dirty deeds. Sooner or later, you'll fall.

"Three days. I want answers.

"Or you'll be the first to fall into hell." Hohenheim staggered back, his feet unsteady beneath him.

+ Pearls He stared into Robin's eyes, but despite the raging fire side him, he couldn't bring himself to unleash it.

Hohenheim felt the weight of the situation pressing down on him. He knew, with a certainty, that if he pushed further, Misael's blade would end him without second thought.

But why? This wasn't personal. He didn't need to risk his life over a mission that was as unclear as fog.

The task-capturing Zayn, Hannibal, and Catherine-had been vague from the start. Hadley had given him no solid instructions.

Only a vague, "Handle it as you see fit." No written orders. None.

That had to be deliberate. Hadley had set him up.

If everything went well, Hadley would take the credit. But if anything went wrong? The blwould be placed squarely on Hohenheim.

He wasn't chasing ordinary criminals. These were people from Westeria Residence-their second and third generations.

If any of the royal families were offended, the higher-ups would have no choice but to silence him to keep the peace.

Hohenheim inhaled deeply. His words cout slow. "Fine. I'll report everything-your request, every detail-to Mr. Herrera.

"As for what happens in three days, that's above my pay grade.

"But I'll make sure your message is delivered." Robin's laugh was sharp. "Then get the hell out of here.

Hohenheim snapped an order. "Take Hannibal and Catherine back to the Decision Bureau!" Robin pointed at Catherine. "Not her. She's not going anywhere." Hohenheim's voice grew cold, his patience slipping. "Mr. Ramsey, don't push me." He snapped. "Take them!" The sharp crack of gunfire split the air. Robin had grabbed Misael's sidearm, firing two shots right at the feet of two guards.

The soldiers froze. The bullets missed them by inches.

7/4 12:34 Sun, Apr 20▲ G Chapter 1248 Adjustment "Move one more step, and I'll kill you," Robin growled, his gun now aimed at Hohenheim. "Leave." Hohenheim had no choice but to retreat, dragging Hannibal with him.

As they exited the room, Jethro stepped forward, his face serious.

*5 Pearls "Mr. Ramsey, I just received word from Highest Command Center," Jethro said, handing over a sealed document. Robin tore it open. His eyes scanned the orders. "Rhett Shaw, Lord Southmere, Commander-in-Chief, dismissed and reassigned as Vice-Senator of the Global Security Strategy Advisory Committee." "Martin Wright, Deputy Commander, dismissed and reassigned as Senior Advisor to the Global Strategy Advisory Committee." "Steven Lynch, Deputy Commander, under investigation for harboring Malcolm, a World of Darkness superpower, during his illness." "Hunter Baxter, Senator, dismissed from Command Center and reassigned to the Modern Special Warfare Military Command Academy as deputy director." "Finlo Keane, former Director of Modern Special Warfare Military Command Academy, promoted to suprcommander." "All Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Palace suspended from command. New appointments pending." Robin skimmed over the personnel changes from the command center, a smile tugging at his lips-calm, calculating.

"Mr. Quintana," he spoke slowly, his voice deliberate, "I'm,qut "I'm out of the loop.

The tides in the Bureau? They're no En longer my concern. "I don't have the tfor this. Don't have the interest to get lost in those tangled affairs. "Maverick's still chasing Snivy, and I've got to help him. I'm taking care of Snivy, myself.

"My intel just cthrough. Panacea Ocean Warriors Alliance has om anchored their fleet in our eastern waters. They're keeping Snivy from escaping. "Their cannons are locked onto Maverick.

"That puts Maverick in a damn dangerous spot." Jethro's face darkened. "Mr. Ramsey, what's the plan?"

Robin glanced at his watch, the seconds ticking by like a ticking bomb. "If you can, get the command e center. Have the suprcommander send orders to my fleet in the east. We need to put pressure on the Panacea fleet. "And make it clear: if they fire on Maverick, they're declaring war on us." Jethro nodded. "Understood, Mr. Ramsey. I'll contact them immediately for support." 3/4 орг Chapter 1248 Adjustment Robin's eyes turned sharp as he turned to Jack. "Who's inning the show in the cast now?" & Pearls Jack answered, "It was Franco, but he's been removed from command. He's now heading the Eastern Strategy Research Office." Robin's voice grew colder. "Alright. Go to Franco. We don't need much-just ask him for any fast naval resources he can spare.

"And if possible, get his fleet closer to Panacea Ocean Warriors' position.

"I'll catch up with Maverick." Elliott stepped forward, his resolve clear. "I'm coming with you." Brendon and Catherine spoke up in unison. "We're coming too." Robin nodded sharply, then quickly set Shirley and Vera on other tasks. The team moved swiftly, heading toward the eastern waters.

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