The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 982

Chapter 982 I'm Just Going to Beat You Up
Robin's words left the commanders of the 80 participating nations speechless.

The members of the Thalrex Order's Enforcement Group stood motionless, their mouths shut in order to avoid drawing attention.

The atmosphere in the conference hall, deep within the mystic realm, was thick with tension.

In that moment, everyone present couldn't help but pay serious attention to the new, young commander of the Dragon Soul Special Forces.

Looking up under the bright lights, this bold, defiant man from the East appeared like an untouchable, cold-blooded warrior—steadfast, commanding, and earning respect from all sides.

In the brief silence, no one dared to challenge a single word he spoke, each one cutting through the air with cold precision.

The weak beg for justice; only the strong shoulder true responsibility.

Robin's take on the word "responsibility" made everyone reassess not just the Dragon Soul Special Forces, but also the noble, compassionate people behind them.

They were a people who valued peace, kindness, and loyalty to their friends. Though they had endured hardships, betrayal, and pain, they never allowed themselves to succumb to bitterness or despair.

They might not seek out conflict, but they weren't afraid of it either.

Centuries of struggle and history lingered in the air, every word reverberating like the toll of a bell, warning treacherous minds: Anyone who dared to insult or provoke them would face relentless punishment, no matter the distance.

What Robin spoke was undeniable truth.

But no one was willing to give up immediate rewards for such unwavering ideals and truths.

They all understood the heart of the competition: respect is earned through strength.

This wasn't a simple contest or practice—it was a battle where only the winner survives, and the loser fades into irrelevance.

The ultimate victor wouldn't just win glory; they would also shoulder a responsibility that weighed heavily upon them.

"This competition, hosted by the Thalrex Order, is of great importance.

"Though the threat of an alien invasion seems distant, the possibility of total destruction is always present.

"How could those chosen to defend humanity's future be small-minded individuals who could only wallow in self-pity, unable to grow strong?

"The weak cry for mercy, while the strong embrace what true responsibility means.

"Responsibility is about self-improvement.

"Only those who are truly strong can understand it.

"How could anyone who can't even protect their own team claim to be responsible for the world?"

Surman scoffed, breaking the heavy silence in the room. "Ha! Self-improvement equals responsibility? That's just an excuse to hide the Dragon Soul Special Forces' selfishness and narrow thinking!

"In such harsh times, if we can't support each other, if we can't stand united, then what's the point of responsibility?

"If humanity ever faces an alien invasion, will Dragon Soul, with its focus on self-improvement, refuse to help others fight back?

"Is that what you call responsibility?

"If so, even if you're the top commander, what responsibility does Dragon Soul really have?"

Surman's sharp questions were aimed directly at Robin and the Dragon Soul Special Forces.

Hundreds of eyes turned toward Robin, waiting for his response.

Robin's lips curled into a cold smile as he pointed at Surman. "You're sharp, I'll give you that.

"You've cleverly twisted the concept, turning someone who runs away from military duty into a so-called 'man of the people.'

"If that's the case, then you and your cowardly, worthless team, dressed in those uniforms, are nothing but a joke!