The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1144

Conall's statement was enough to shake everyone to their core.

The government had no choice but to quickly revise their plan for dealing with Robin.

Previously, many had insisted that Robin must be dealt with in the harshest way possible.

If not, how could the country preserve its reputation?

Thus, before the revenge battle against Drakebane could even begin, the Cabinet unanimously agreed to adopt the recommendation of Josa's Police Department.

If Dubh couldn't kill Drakebane, they would use firearms to take him down on the Kirie Mountain.

After hearing Conall's statement, the Cabinet fell into stunned silence, all of them breaking into sweats.

If Conall hadn't spoken up in time, after today, there might no longer be an Elaria in this world.

Every member of the Cabinet had watched and studied the scene of the Sakuranian Navy's annihilation.

They didn't dare test Drakebane's limits.

Let alone a small country like Elaria, even the strongest empires on earth didn't dare to test the patience of the Divine Drakebane.

In an instant, the Cabinet issued an emergency order to cancel the plan to kill Robin!

But Faolan Mccracken, the commander in charge of this operation at Kirie, was determined to go ahead with the original plan.

He believed this was the best opportunity to kill Drakebane, and they absolutely couldn't let the danger be released back to society.

Enraged, the Cabinet issued three orders.

Anyone who dared to provoke Divine Drakebane, whether through words or actions, would be sent straight to a military court and might even face immediate execution!

Simultaneously, they instructed the military and police forces from Josa to promptly proceed to Kirie Mountain, seize control of the area through force, and immediately detain Faolan.

A potential catastrophe was finally brought under control.

At 8 AM, Robin arrived at the summit of Kirie Mountain.

The clouds parted, and the mist cleared.

Golden morning light filtered through the pine needles, casting vibrant, colorful shadows.

A gentle breeze flowed, and the shadows of the trees shifted in the light.

The air was filled with the refreshing aroma of green tea.

Beneath a thousand-year-old pine tree, an old, gaunt man slowly rose to his feet, bowing respectfully.

This man was Dubh.

Not far behind him, two men stood quietly—Kendrick and Neasan.

"Mr. Drakebane, you're well deserving of your reputation; your presence is overwhelming!" the old man exclaimed.

"I've waited for this duel for 20 years! After meeting you today, I have no regrets.

"Back in the day, your grandfather and father, what an incredible sight they were! Even now, I can still remember their heroic figures!

"They were the heroes I have always respected.

"I was born into poverty, yet I always had grand ambitions.

"For the sake of achievement, I trained relentlessly for 63 years, and in the end, I became a Grandmaster of Elaria.

"But this achievement is far from enough. My greatest ambition has always been to become the world's greatest Grandmaster!"

Robin pulled out a wet wipe to wipe his hands clean. "To become the greatest Grandmaster, eh? Does that mean you must harm the innocent and cast aside all morality?"

A cold, indifferent gleam flickered in Dubh's hollow eyes.

"I grew up poor, suffering from humiliation and oppression. My family died at the hands of evil men.

"At that time, I swore that I would become a Grandmaster!

"For that goal, no matter how difficult, no matter what methods I had to use, I would stop at nothing.

"In my life's journey, no matter what the circumstance, I could never forget those days, drenched in rain without an umbrella."

Dubh sneered and looked toward the horizon.

"So, what does it matter if innocent lives are harmed to obtain an ancient relic and achieve my grand ambition?

In an instant, a powerful aura burst from Dubh's body!

The dense pine branches around them were immediately shaken apart by the shockwave.

Dubh lived up to his reputation; he hadn't even moved, but his aura enveloped the entire space.

Robin chuckled and stood motionless, waiting.

To obtain the ancient relic as quickly as possible, Dubh no longer cared about his reputation. He executed a high-flying kick, aimed directly at Robin's face.

Robin didn't meet it head-on, nor did he try to block the kick.

Instead, just as Dubh's foot was about to strike, less than an inch from Robin's face, he grabbed the incoming ankle.

With one hand, Robin hoisted Dubh into the air, flipping him effortlessly.

The group of followers watching below gasped in shock.

This man was the legendary Grandmaster, revered by the Elaria martial society!

How could he be so easily tossed around by Divine Drakebane like a ragdoll?

When Dubh first rose to fame, he had set up a fighting ring in Sogas, challenging the top martial artists in Elaria.

That year, Dubh was in his early twenties.

He held the ring for two years.

In those two years, hundreds of top-tier fighters had been defeated by Dubh.

There was also his famous battle with Elijah more than 30 years ago.

It was said that the two had fought to a draw.

One can only imagine the formidable skills of a Grandmaster with such overwhelming strength and power!

How could he possibly be so easily defeated after 20 years of secluded training at the depths of Zrifsas Lake?

Dubh surely had some hidden trick up his sleeve!