The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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Chapter 994 Just Sit Here and Take It While They Humiliate Us

Kennard was taken aback. He had never expected Jackson, typically so compliant and respectful, to outright

refuse him. Though irritated, the experienced politician quickly shifted his tactics.

"Jackson, I've dedicated my life to serving the country and its people, always putting the public's interests above

all else.

"Now, as I'm here on Qacalisle Island, I'm concerned about Robin. He's young, inexperienced, and lacks clarity in

his actions-that uncertainty has caused these problems.

"As you witnessed, | barely made a few remarks on ideological issues, and he had two of my bodyguards

killed under wartrules.

"Do you grasp the gravity of this? This incident will tarnish my reputation here on Qacalisle Island..."

Jackson waved his hand dismissively, his tone almost bored. "Mr. Morales, enough. My position here is far too

small to compare to yours. | don't pretend to understand your political maneuvers.

"I'm just a diplomatic attaché serving you and others like you. | have no intention of getting involved in matters

beyond my scope."

Kennard scoffed, his face darkening. "Jackson, do you not see the consequences of handling this so passively?"

"Mr. Morales, consequences no longer matter. Once the competition on Qacalisle Island is over, I'll return) to my

country and step down," Jackson said with a bitter smile.

"These last few days have maderealize that someone like me, with no true connections, doesn't belong in

this high circle.

"Sticking to my principles might lead to my downfall," he continued, his voice heavy. "Going along with things

may bring short-term satisfaction, but in the end, you'll find yourself with nowhere to go. "After | return, | plan to

rest at the hospital. Years of strain have caught up with me, and I'm close to illness."

Jackson gave Kennard one last wave before heading toward the exit of the mystic realm.

Kennard's eyes narrowed, a cold, dangerous glint flashing in them as he barked an order to his assistant.

"This afternoon, have them set up a technical briefing for the mystic realm competition. It'll be at 7:00 PM

tonight, at Duskhaven Hotel."

As Kennard stepped out of the mystic realm, he stopped in his tracks.

The commanders-in-chief of the various régional teams were blocking Robin's path.

The air was thick with tension, and a confrontation seemed imminent.

"What's going on here?" Kennard demanded, his voice tense.

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Special Forces won the top titles. They feel it wasn't a legitimate victory."

"They believe Dragon Soul didn't earn the win honestly..."

Kennard let out a dry chuckle. "Robin's arrogance has brought this upon us. It was entirely predictable."

"Mr. Morales, should we contact the Thalrex Order officials to mediate? Things could escalate fast if we don't."

"No need," Kennard replied with a malicious gleam in his eyes. "Robin is still too young. Let him learn the hard

way. Once he's humbled, he'll see that standing out too much can be dangerous.

"If he doesn't manage this right, I'll report it to the higher-ups back home. Heh...

Reynold, the commander-in-chief of the Centraline Special Forces, stepped forward, clearly angry. "Commander-

in-chief Ramsey, | have serious issues with how your forces claimed the top titles! You didn't show true strength,

and | suspect foul play! "If it weren't for your chaotic tactics, we would've been the champions!"

Nester Crepsley, the commander-in-chief of Vailia's forces, nodded in agreement. "General Frost is right.

"Even though we lost our chance to qualify for the L1 Mystic Realm Semifinals, as a soldier, | have no respect for

the Dragon Soul Special Forces' sporadic displays of strength in the mystic realm.

"| seriously question your team's capabilities."

Alexander, the commander-in-chief

of Tanqueria Special Forces, shrugged. "Commander-in-chief Ramsey, | agree with what they're saying. | share

the sdoubts.

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"You may have had sgood moments, but the true strength you should be showing doesn't quite add up."

Robin glanced at the commanders, their frustration evident, then checked the time.

"Gentlemen, it seems you doubt the strength of Dragon Soul Special Forces," he said calmly.

"But how can we prove ourselves?"

Alexander immediately spoke up. "Simple. With your fists!"

"That's right, fists are the true measure of strength!"

"Is Dragon Soul Special Forces brave enough to back up their strength with their fists?"

The commanders laughed, eager for a fight.

Robin nodded thoughtfully. "I see now. Since you all believe fists are the true test of strength, let's settle this with

fists.

"I have a prior engagement so | don't have tto fight each of you individually"

"Are you making excuses to avoid the fight?" Reynold from Centraline Special Forces shouted.

Cary from the Sakuranian Special Forces, the Vailian Special Forces, and numerous other teams all began

shouting together, creating a chaotic scene.

Watching from a distance, Kennard

couldn't hide a smirk that slowly spread across his face, a twisted sense of satisfaction taking over, "When chaos

strikes, storms follow. And when someone's reckless, trouble is sure to follow," he muttered, his gaze focused on

the brewing tension.

Anton, standing next to him, spoke up with a nonchalant tone, "It won't be Mr. Ramsey who falls here-it'll be

them.

"Didn't you see his eyes? He's been waiting for a reason to teach these fools a lesson."

Kennard's face immediately darkened with concern. "That cannot happen.

"We can't let him do something so rash!"

Jethro, who stood nearby, let out a low chuckle. "Why would we stop him?

"Why hold back when these fools are begging for it? They're nothing special-they should be asking for mercy!

"Do they think they can push us

around and not get a lesson in

return? Are we supposed to just sit

here and take it while (ey Rumiliate

ug? Zaheer, Yr Jethro barked,

pointing at the two guards from Lord

Quintana's residence. "If Mr. Ramsey

throws a punch, you two step in! "If

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Kennard's expression turned pale, panic creeping in. "General Quintana, you can't make things worse like this!"

Jethro's gaze grew colder. "What's this? Are you tellinghow to handle things?"

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Kennard stammered nervously, "General Quintana, that's not what | meant... | just think this could upset

"Enough!" Jethro snapped, his face

darkening with irritation. "This is a

matter for Lord Quintamy seesiderice,

npt for Poutoldécidel “What kind of

people would we be if we just stood

by while these scoundrels ganged up

on Commander-in-chief Ramsey?"

"But..." Before anyone could act,

Robin's voice rang out, addressing the commanders with a challenge.

"Alright, if you all have a problem, cattogether Let's finish this quickly!"

Before they even had tto react, Robin was a blur of motion.

Reynold from the Centraline Special

Forces and Nester from the Vailian

Special Forces were Yele 19 ba

sent fiviig sure fore f'Robin's

plinth: Without hesitation, Robin

plunged into the fray, throwing

powerful punches, his movements

wild and relentless as he fought

against the group of commanders.