The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 523

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Talia was speechless. 

She had also grown up in a wealthy family, surrounded by relatives who doted on her–her grandfather, father, mother, grandmother, and even her extended family. 

But at least she understood basic principles of respect and humility. 

Just because others indulged you didn’t mean you could be unreasonable and act without reverence. 

Sure, Catherine was the eldest granddaughter of Lord Westeria. 

In her family’s estate, everyone pampered her and went along with her whims. 

But outside those walls, no one would put up with her arrogance. 

Even though Lord Westeria was one of the Eight Kings of Brighton in Draconia, wielding immense influence, he wouldn’t dare claim he had the absolute power to make everyone bow to his will.. 

Just because you want the Draconite, does that mean you’re entitled to it? 

What kind of ridiculous, self–centered logic is that? 

A woman spoiled into a sense of entitlement was laughable. 

Those who thought they were invincible had already ended up as corpses under Robin’s blade. 

Not even the top ten powerhouses on the Dark List of the World of Darkness could take the Draconite from him. 

And yet, here was a young lady from Westeria Residence who, in the presence of Divine Drakebane, didn’t even amount to a speck of dust–and she had the audacity to claim he “liked” her? 

What kind of delusional, self–obsessed fool would say something that idiotic? 

Talia scoffed. “Catherine, in Westeria Residence, your grandpa might let you get away with anything. But out here, no one cares about your spoiled routine. 

“Since we grew up in the same compound, I’ll give you some advice: keep your mouth shut, or no one can guarantee you’ll make it out of here unscathed. 

“Just a heads–up–Mr. Robin is not one of those lapdog men you’re used to.” 

“Get out of my way!” Catherine ignored Talia completely, shoving her aside and striding straight up to Robin. 

“Robin, didn’t you hear me? Give me the Draconite!” 

Robin pulled out a wet wipe and casually cleaned his hand. “Are you sure you want to keep pushing me?” The air in the Peachgrove grew icy, sending chills down everyone’s spine. 

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Harold quickly stepped forward. “I apologize. Mr. Ramsey. Our young lady has never dealt with people from the martial society before. She can be a bit stubborn–please, bear with her.” 

Robin raised an eyebrow, giving Harold–the so–called top fighter in Brighton–a quick once–over before deciding not to bother with him further. 

He moved to step around Catherine and head toward the pool, but Harold spoke up again. 

“Mr. Ramsey, please wait! I have more to say!” 

The four bodyguards from Westeria Residence immediately tightened their grip on their daggers. 

At the same time, ten men dressed in black appeared from the shadows, moving slowly to surround Robin and his group. 

These men were top martial experts employed by Westeria Residence, quietly shadowing Catherine the 

entire time. 

Robin turned back, a faintly amused smile on his lips. “Oh? You have more to say?” 

Harold straightened his back, chuckling. I may not have seen as much of the world as you, Mr. Ramsey. but I have managed to earn the nickname ‘Brighton’s top fighter‘ over the past 30 years. 

“Besides, Westeria Residence holds a place of great prestige in Draconia. 

“So I would ask Mr. Ramsey to be gracious and, for the sake of Westeria Residence and my reputation, lend Ms. Catherine the Draconite to play with for a few days.” 

Everyone around them froze in shock. 

It was one thing for Catherine to be spoiled and unreasonable, but was Harold, Westeria Residence’s head. steward, really this delusional? 

A closer look at Harold’s words, combined with the deadly aura of the ten black–clad assassins, made it clear: Harold was using the name of Westeria Residence, along with these top martial experts, to pressure Robin. 

Robin gave a cold, dismissive smile. “Are you threatening me?” 

Harold smirked. “You misunderstand, Mr. Ramsey. I wish to remind you that anything Westeria Residence desires, we get.” 

“Kneel. Robin’s expression turned ic 

“Threatening me? Do you have a death wish?” 

With a loud thud, Harold dropped to his knees, suddenly feeling as if a crushing weight were pressing down on his shoulders, making it impossible to breathe. 

“A mere insect, and you dare to call yourself a top fighter?” 

Robin flicked his fingers, his voice as cold as ice. “Brighton’s so–called top fighter is nothing 

Sweat poured down Harold’s face as he pointed at Robin, shouting in fury, “You… what did you do to me? 

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“If Lord Westeria finds out that you dared to disrespect him and Ms. Catherine, he will never let you go!” 

Catherine, snapping out of her initial shock, pulled out her dagger and pointed it at Robin. “What… what did you do to Grandpa Harold? Don’t think I won’t tell my grandpa and have him kill you!” 

“Enough of this! Westeria Residence is nothing!” Robing struck her with a single slap, sending her flying. 

Clutching her now swollen cheek. Catherine took a moment to recover, then angrily pointed at the ten assassins and screamed. “Kill him! Take back the Draconite for me!” 

The ten black–clad assassins immediately closed in on Robin, their voices cold and unified. “Anyone who dares defy Westeria Residence dies.” 

In an instant. 20 more assassins emerged from behind. 

Talia. Freya. Daphne, and the others immediately prepared for battle. 

Robin cast a cold glance over the 30 black–clad assassins. “Those who dare attempt to assassinate a general will be killed without mercy!” 

Talia and the others charged toward the assassins, and a brutal clash erupted. 

Within moments, all 30 black–clad assassins lay dead on the blood–soaked ground of the peach grove, 

Still kneeling on the ground, Harold looked at the horrifying scene before him, filled with deep regret. 

He had thought that invoking the name of Westeria Residence might intimidate Robin, who served in the military. 

But Robin wasn’t the least bit fazed by their threats. 

In all of Draconia, no one had ever dared to openly defy Westeria Residence.