The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 618

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Chapter 618 Show Some Respect to Santiago 

Chapter 618 Show Some Respect to Santiago. 

The small courtyard of the Howell household was eerily silent. 

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Oswin, the trusted right–hand of Shere, the second–in–command of Draven Group, stood cold and composed. 

Throughout the years, he had executed many shady and heinous tasks for Shere. 

He was no stranger to destruction–ruthlessly tearing down buildings, using violence to forcefully collect debts, demanding protection fees from struggling businesses, and even trafficking organs from innocent people. He had used every means necessary to make others suffer, often manipulating children into begging on the streets, 

In short, Oswin had done it all. His list of crimes was long, making her one of the most infamous figures in the region. 

She ranked third on the Draconia police’s list of the most wanted criminal masterminds. 

The few villagers who had come to pay their respects to Santiago began slowly backing away. They were terrified, their fear visible in every step. 

Oswin and his associates had made a reputation for being killers, capable of slaying anyone in their path without hesitation. 

And yet, despite their bloodstained past, Oswin had always managed to slip through the cracks. 

Time and time again, he had faced accusations for violence and murder, but each time, he had walked free —claiming it was self–defense, or some internal dispute, or even blaming his mental state for his actions. 

Who could stand against such a monster? 

It wasn’t just his cruelty that made Oswin terrifying: it was the immense power Draven Group held. 

Rumors swirled about Draven himself, the group’s elusive leader. Not only was he deeply connected with influential people, but it was said that he secretly stocked weapons and had ties to the dangerous Dark Lords organization. 

The dark dealings of Draven Group were far beyond anything most could comprehend. 

Oswin snapped, his voice laced with venom as he pointed toward the villagers still lingering, “Get out of here, now! If you don’t leave, I’ll make sure every last one of you is dead!” 

Terrified, the villagers scattered in all directions, desperate to escape 

“Get rid of this garbage, Crispin!” Oswin barked, gesturing toward Santiago’s urn. “If you don’t, I’ll break it myself!” 

Crispin stood firm, protecting the urn with his own body as two enforcers from Draven Group raised their iron rods. 

“Go ahead, break it,” Crispin challenged. “But you’ll have to kill me first!” 

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Oswin scoffed, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. “Fine, then. I’ll break it anyway.” 

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Just as the enforcers swung their rods, a cold voice interrupted, “Stop! Who gave you permission to do as you please?” 

Oswin looked up at Robin, sneering. “Permission? In this area, I am the law. Draven Group doesn’t ask anyone for approval, hah!” 

His words were met with mocking laughter from the enforcers. 

“You fool,” one of them said, ‘Just get out of the way, or you’re going to regret it.” 

Robin, unfazed, casually wiped his hands with a wet cloth, then smirked. “There’s nothing in this world I can’t control.” 

He turned to Oswin and with a commanding tone said. “Show some respect to Santiago!” 

Without warning. Oswin found himself groveling before the urn, his forehead slamming against the cold, hard ground. 

His face was pressed against the ground, making him hard to breathe. 

Even as his face was scraped and oozing blood, he didn’t get up, constantly in a state of submission. 

His cries were filled with pain, and although no one could fully understand his garbled words, the anguish was clear in voice. 

The sight was grotesque, and the agony was palpable. 

His submission was so intense that even the enforcers stood still, utterly confused by his actions. 

He was practically kissing the ground! 

Some of the enforcers looked on in stunned silence, moved by his unexpected display of sincerity. 

What in the world is happening? Why has Oswin become so emotional? 

One by one, the enforcers followed his footsteps and bowed toward the urn of Santiago. 

The villagers watching from outside stood frozen, speechless. 

What is going on? Have these men suddenly developed a conscience? 

Crispin and Skye stumbled to the ground, too shocked to speak. 

Even–Catherine couldn’t hide her surprise at the scene unfolding before her eyes. 

It was clear that Robin had something to do with this strange turn of events. 

His method, playful yet mysterious, seemed almost magical. 

But it was far more than that–it was a technique, a carefully controlled force that used sound and pressure points to bend Oswin’s will. 

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Robin casually tossed aside the wet cloth and approached the groveling Oswin. 

With a swift motion, he placed his foot on his hand. 

Oswin immediately stopped his desperate actions, his eyes wide with panic. 

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“You b“stard! What did you do to me?” he screamed, struggling to rise, only to collapse back down. 

Robin laughed, “Cursing me now, are you? Do you realize how dangerous that is?” 

Oswin’s scream was raw with pain as Robin’s boot crushed his hand, turning it to a bloody pulp. 

“How dare you touch me, you filthy soldier? Draven will make you pay!” he screamed, his voice shrill with Tury. 

“You won’t see that day,” Robin replied coldly, grinding his boot against his body before bringing it down hard on his neck. 

With a sickening crack, Oswin’s neck twisted, his eyes wide in shock as the life drained from him. 

“You’re nothing but an ant, easily crushed.” Robin’s foot sent his lifeless body flying out of the courtyard, his blood staining the ground. 

The enforcers watched in horror, finally realizing the truth. Oswin hadn’t been groveling of his own. accord–Robin had made him do it. 

Truman Jenson, Oswin’s brother, saw his brother’s brutal end and charged toward Robin with a knife in hand. “You b’stard! You’ll pay for this! Truman screamed, his face contorted with rage as he lunged at 

Robin 

Catherine stepped forward, her voice cold and commanding. “How dare you threaten him!” 

Truman’s eyes bulged with fury. “Tll kill him! Get out of my way!” 

But before he could strike, Catherine’s maid stepped forward, drawing a knife and plunging it deep into Truman’s stomach.