The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1143

At six in the morning, the sun shot up like a red fireball.

The gloomy and somber Kirie Mountain was instantly bathed in the glorious hues of dawn, its clouds glowing with brilliant colors, as if the mountain itself were wearing a radiant robe.

The salty sea breeze carried a certain understanding, as though it had been waiting for this moment.

For the sake of a mission and for the convergence of fateful winds, they crossed oceans, journeying thousands of miles, carrying with them promises made years ago, ready to face the storm.

All unresolved matters would not need to wait any longer.

All grudges and debts would be settled.

Who said that after overcoming all hardships, one could let go of old grievances?

Those were the words of the naive—those who weave beautiful lies to escape the truth out of their own cowardice.

If you owe someone gratitude, you repay them; if you have an enemy, you seek revenge!

The world is full of turmoil, but the true path, the one that endures, is one of decisive retribution.

This morning, Robin would seek revenge on Dubh at the summit of Kirie Mountain.

Before 6 AM, thousands of eager onlookers had gathered at the base of the mountain, all buzzing with excitement.

Major media outlets and platforms rushed to cover the event, as they always did for such significant moments.

"Their purpose was clear—to add an element of excitement to an otherwise dull and uneventful world.

Today, Kirie Mountain would become the focus of attention from around the globe.

As more people arrived, a large number of military and police officers also appeared to maintain order at the mountain.

The epic showdown between Robin and Dubh was about to unfold, marking one of the grandest spectacles in Elaria.

At exactly eight o'clock, Robin landed at the base of Kirie Mountain in a helicopter.

As soon as he stepped off the aircraft, a wave of cheers erupted from the crowd.

This scene was completely unexpected for Conall and those warriors of Elaria.

Normally, Elaria would have cheered for Dubh, but most fancied Divine Drakebane.

The people of Elaria were so enthusiastic, waving banners that read, "Welcome Divine Drakebane to Kirie Mountain!"

"Wishing Divine Drakebane success in his revenge!"

"Divine Drakebane, I love you!"

"Divine Drakebane, I want to marry you!"

The sight of such a warm reception left the Elarian entourage feeling uneasy.

Conall couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He glanced over at Robin, bathed in the golden glow of the sunrise.

With an air of authority and calm, Robin seemed untouched by the world around him.

His every move suggested that the outcome was already determined.

The result was the legendary poise of a war god.

Dubh was about to face a true opponent today.

Thinking back to how formidable Robin was back in Qacalisle Island, when he swept through the forces of Sakurania, Conall couldn't help but chuckle quietly.

There was a time when he himself had dared to provoke Robin, which now seemed incredibly foolish.

Putting aside all personal and national sentiments, Conall felt nothing but deep respect for Robin.

It was a level he knew he would never reach.

From a young age, he had dreamed of wearing the uniform and becoming a hero, the center of everyone's attention.

He had believed that achieving his current position meant success.

But standing before Robin, he now realized how insignificant he was.

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