The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 901

Chapter 901 Bloodshed at Harpton Highlands
On Qacalisle Island, in the southern suburbs of Duskhaven, at the foot of Harpton Highlands, Annie had been tailing four Sakurania assassins.

Her pursuit had led her to a dense, eerie thicket nestled against the base of the mountains.

Harpton Highlands, a region about six miles from Duskhaven, had once been a beautiful and peaceful place, admired by both locals and tourists for its breathtaking views of the sunrise and sunset.

However, everything changed two decades ago during the first Qacalisle Summit Meeting held by the Thalrex Order. After that autumn, strange and sinister events began unfolding in the Highlands.

People mysteriously vanished or were found dead in the area.

Those who ventured into the thicket returned—if they survived—but mentally broken, as if their minds had been lost to the place.

The events led to the mass evacuation of the area, and over time, Harpton Highlands became an abandoned, forgotten stretch of land.

The early morning air around the foot of Harpton Highlands felt unnaturally quiet, and the overgrown thicket, draped in shadows from the looming mountains, gave off a chilling, foreboding atmosphere. The sense of fear and disorientation seemed to hang in the air.

The four assassins, sensing something unusual, stopped in their tracks and turned to face Annie, who had been following them stealthily.

One of the assassins, his voice sharp and demanding, asked, "Who are you? Why are you following us?"

As seasoned professionals, assassins were always meticulous in their preparation.

They never left anything to chance, thoroughly surveying their surroundings before executing a mission.

Annie's sudden appearance caught them off guard.

They had never encountered her before.

As assassins who had been in the field for so long, they were extremely familiar with the methods and codenames of people from the major sects.

Annie showing up here brought them immense uneasiness.

Her techniques and presence felt completely foreign, unlike any sect they knew.

If she were a rookie from some major sect, how had she managed to track them for over six miles without detection?

And where was the man who had been so vigilant earlier?

Such a strange situation made even the most experienced assassins uneasy.

The unknown, after all, is often more terrifying than any known threat.

Realizing Annie was alone, without backup in the dense thicket, the four assassins quickly made a decision. There was only one course of action: eliminate her.

Annie, cold and composed, briefly scanned her surroundings. Her eyes fixed on the assassins as they readied their weapons.

"Answer me!" demanded the assassin in black, pointing his saber at her.

Annie remained silent, her focus unwavering. In a swift motion, a short, half-foot-long dagger appeared in her hand.

She took deliberate steps toward the assassins, her movements graceful yet threatening.

The dim thicket was suddenly thick with an ominous, oppressive energy, like the air itself had turned deadly.

Annie, who had previously been calm and poised, underwent a dramatic change.

Her serene and composed expression was replaced by one filled with cold determination, her eyes glowing with an icy intensity.

The four Sakurania assassins rose in unison.

They moved with quick precision through the dense underbrush, surrounding Annie with an intricate, disorienting trap designed to confuse her—four points closing in, leaving her no escape.

Annie stood firm at the center of the thicket, her senses fully engaged, relying on sight and sound alone to assess the situation.

At this moment, the smartest thing to do was to stay still, control her breathing, and wait. In such a situation, unpredictability was her enemy; her best chance lay in resisting the urge to act hastily.

When faced with assassins who specialized in ambushes and deceit, the key was to remain calm and look beyond the surface of their feigned strikes, searching for the real opening to strike back.

It was only by staying patient, unshaken, that she could turn the tide and land a decisive blow.

Annie froze. Where did they come from? How have I missed their arrival?