The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1350

The moment the Black Faith Order's guardian uttered those words, every noble, official, and merchant in Gyro Castle was struck with dread.

In this region, the Black Faith Order reigned supreme.

They were the direct voice of the Crownward Syndicate, wielding absolute authority—even over life and death.

If they wanted you dead, you wouldn't survive the next hour.

And yet, not long ago, they'd all seen Robin send Evander flying with a single slap.

Some had also heard Caius mention how Robin and Daphne had entered a store and exchanged Bloodshade Fruit for three million Netheris coins.

In fact, after hearing about it, several wealthy merchants quietly visited the store the very next day, offering huge sums for the same fruit.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper had sold one for five million Netheris coins—and flatly refused to part with the second.

In the Netheris Domain, there was only one kind of person who could retrieve Bloodshade Fruit from the Dark Woods: Peak Warrior of the Dark Syndicate.

Not even the Black Faith Order's guardians—or their presiding high priest—could come out of that place alive.

With that kind of power, who would still question whether Robin was truly a leader of the Crownward Syndicate?

Caius frowned slightly. "Guardian, I ask you to listen for a moment. I believe this may be a misunderstanding."

Then, he pointed coldly at Evander, who was hiding beside the Guardians. "Mr. Ravenscroft, it's one thing to be confused yourself—but if you misled the guardians and caused a disaster, even your affiliation with the Black Faith Order won't save you. You wouldn't live to see tomorrow."

Evander gave a chilling laugh. "Lord Virelli, what exactly are you trying to pull by sheltering strangers of unknown origin?

"The sect leader dispatched the four guardians for a reason.

"You've long harbored resentment toward the Black Faith Order. You've been heard multiple times in the great hall accusing the Order of deceiving the people of Gyro Castle with false teachings—and blaming us for the city's misery and poverty.

"Lord Virelli, you'd best reflect carefully on your actions.

"These two unknown individuals—I suspect they're remnants of the Light Syndicate.

"If that's true and proven, your entire family will be purged down to the ninth generation.

"Every single official and wealthy merchant in your keep will be publicly executed. Can you bear the weight of that?"

"You—you speak nothing but lies!" Caius was shaking with rage.

The officials standing behind him recoiled a few steps, stunned by what they were hearing.

They realized instantly that Evander must have badmouthed Caius to the Black Faith Order, trying to replace him with someone more obedient.

They just hadn't had the right opportunity—until now.

With the arrival of these two outsiders, the order finally had a pretext to move against the Rivers and strip them of all power.

It was a trick the Black Faith Order had used many times before.

Any lord across the two dozen cities under their influence—if even slightly disobedient—was purged to the last relative under some manufactured charge.

And those gathered here knew that they might be dragged down with him if they didn't distance themselves from Caius now.

These shrewd officials and merchants had long seen through the setup.

They couldn't be sure whether Robin and Daphne were true leaders of the Crownward Syndicate.

But the fact was, the Black Faith Order's four guardians were all present—and that meant anything could happen.

Each guardian was a Peak Warrior.

To them, crushing a low-ranking Dark Syndicate leader would be as easy as swatting a fly.

This city was remote, far from the capital of the Netheris—thousands of miles away.

Even if Robin was a genuine leader of the Dark Syndicate, if the four guardians killed him, who would ever find out?

"You worthless scum," Robin sneered. "I allowed you to walk like a man, and you still chose to crawl like a dog.

"If you're so desperate to die, you should've just said so earlier—I wouldn't have wasted the past few days letting you breathe."

Robin stepped forward, shielding Caius behind him as he advanced on Evander.

The officials and nobles of Gyro Castle stared at Robin's back in silence, their expressions mixed and uncertain.

The aura he exuded—unyielding and regal—was unmistakably that of a king.

These fools! Even if they get played to death, not one of them shows a shred of resistance.

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