The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1052

Chapter 1052 Are the Fields Easily Pushed Around?
The midday sun scorched the plaza outside Brighton University's undergraduate teaching building.

The trees lining the square stood motionless as if trapped in a moment of stillness.

Beneath the oppressive sunlight, thousands of spectators packed the open space, yet not a single sound emerged.

A heavy, uneasy silence weighed on the crowd, thick with anticipation.

Like a brewing storm in the distance, tension swelled, ready to erupt in fury.

Then, without warning, a sudden gust of wind sliced through the stifling heat, momentarily breaking the suffocating stillness.

High above the plaza, the banner of faith—woven with sacrifice and honor—suddenly whipped to life, flaring boldly in the wind.

A storm was brewing, its fierce gusts howling through the towering structure.

The once stifling and suffocating teaching building now seemed to breathe as if breaking free from invisible chains.

Students who had stood in stunned silence, and dignified men weighed down by grief and anger, began to stir.

Their once dim eyes, clouded with disappointment and sorrow, now burned with intensity, cutting through the haze of sunlight and swirling dust.

Blinded by the glaring sunlight, Eugene felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. What a magnificent and overwhelming spectacle!

Seven distinguished Lords with silver hair.

Twenty high-ranking military officers stood rigid and expressionless, their presence exuding an icy authority.

Rows of royal guards armed with live ammunition.

And the formidable internal security guards of the Special Operations Military Region.

The Anti-Riot Enforcement Team from Investigation Division 7.

The Riot Control Unit 7 of the Draconia Police Headquarters.

Legal Affairs Inspection Team of the Southville Anti-Corruption Enforcement Bureau.

These high-ranking, godlike figures and formidable forces had all assembled in one place!

Their sheer presence transformed the sunlit, dust-filled square into an intense and unsettling scene, heavy with gloom and hostility.

But why had these seasoned veterans gathered here?

Could it be that Zev asked the higher-ups to intervene in this matter for Yvonne's sake?

Logically speaking, that had to be the case.

How could the higher-ups possibly allow a retired nobody like Robin to stir up chaos on Brighton University's campus?

If there were no consequences for such defiance, what kind of order would that be?

Peering through the crowd, Eugene caught sight of Yvonne, groveling beside Robin.

Not far from them, the unsettling evidence of a recent killing remained untouched.

<i>Robin had </i><i>completely</i> <i>lost</i> <i>it</i><i>!</i>

<i>Just</i> <i>how</i> <i>much</i> <i>chaos</i> <i>did</i> <i>this</i> <i>man</i> <i>have</i> <i>to</i> <i>create</i> <i>to</i> <i>draw</i> <i>all</i> <i>of</i> <i>Draconia's</i><i> top </i><i>elites</i> <i>to</i> <i>the</i> <i>scene</i><i>?</i>

Pushing through the sea of people, Eugene finally spotted Hunter standing rigidly in the center of the plaza, his expression cold and unreadable.

Wasting no time, Eugene rushed forward and called out, "Commander Baxter, I've finally found you!

"Robin retired from your Special Operations Military Region—just look at the mess he's caused!

"He didn't just take a life—he even tried to kill my daughter! Commander Baxter, you have to uphold justice for us civilians!"

Hunter let out a cold snort. "Uphold justice for you? So you're saying your daughter has the right to slander, humiliate, and treat others' lives like they're worthless?"

Eugene froze for a moment. "Commander Baxter, that's not what I was trying to say.

"Think about it—we hold the same rank, shouldn't we be supporting each other?

"I'm the deputy director of the Inspection Bureau, and you are the commander of the military region. We're both part of the same system ... "

"Smack!" Before he could finish, Hunter's hand struck Eugene's face with a sharp slap.

"Wanting to secure a place among Brighton's upper class as fast as possible, I willingly spread those lies."

Robin turned to the guards in blue and ordered, "Put their chat records up on the big screen!"

Moments later, the conversation between Hadden and Yvonne appeared on the display inside the university building.

Gasps rippled through the crowd.

Yvonne's actions were utterly disgraceful!

How could she stoop so low to tarnish Joanna's reputation?

She was beyond contempt—worse than a beast!

Someone like her had no place in this world!

Robin's gaze snapped to Cadoc. He pointed at him sharply. "You! Speak up! What was your role in all of this?"

Without hesitation, Cadoc played a recording of his conversation with Yvonne.

Students who had once pitied Yvonne now felt nothing but disgust.

Their sympathy had turned to fury, and many wished they could step forward themselves to punish this vile woman.

As the uproar grew, Robin seized Cadoc by the throat.

Gasping for breath, Cadoc begged, "Please ... spare me! I realize my mistake ... I swear I won't do it again. Just let me go!"

Robin sneered, his gaze icy. "Let you go? When you were ruining Joanna's life, did you ever consider sparing her?

"If I didn't have the strength to fight back, wouldn't Joanna have been completely destroyed by you beasts?

"You worthless sc*m! How dare you insignificant worms provoke a force beyond your comprehension? Go to hell!"

With a sickening crack, Cadoc's neck bones shattered. He crumpled lifelessly to the ground, like a stray dog dying in the dirt.

Yvonne collapsed, trembling uncontrollably, her body soaked in filth. "Dad—Dad! Save me! Please, I don't want to die!"