The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1084

Chapter 1084 A Duel at Mount Fuoco
"It's possible, but Mr. Ramsey is unlikely to accept," Daphne replied with a resigned nod.

She could never influence Robin's actions, always trusting that his decisions were the right ones.

From the moment they first met, she vowed to follow him through life and death.

"Ms. Eira, it's time for me to go. Let's exchange contact information in case you ever need anything."

Daphne took Eira's contact details and quickly ran out of the restaurant to catch up with Robin and the others.

Eira stood trembling, watching their figures disappear into the distance.

At that moment, her mind was filled with the words her father had told her before he died ...

"Eira, your grandfather never committed those shameful and vile acts.

"Nor was he involved in the chaos rumored about him.

"Your grandfather was a true Grandmaster Swordsman.

"He is the Sword Saint of the Sakuranian Martial Arts World!

"His departure was not because of scandal or the disillusionment with humanity's cruelty.

"With his influence and power, he could have wiped out those who wronged him with a single stroke.

"If he wished, wealth and beauty could have been his.

"Why would he engage in such despicable acts as the slanderers claimed?

"Their accusations are utterly baseless and laughable.

"He chose to leave for a dedicated belief, spending his years atop Mount Fuoco.

"Perhaps, one day, the person he's waiting for will appear, and your grandfather's mission will be fulfilled.

"Then, like me, he will leave this world!"

...

Mount Fuoco.

At the Blossom Summit, considered Sakurania's spiritual sanctuary, an elderly man sat.

His long hair flowed to the ground—his slender form still, his breath calm. He embodied the grandeur of the ancient forests.

He was Elijah Denver, the Sword Saint of Sakuranian Martial Arts.

He had been meditating here for 30 years.

Three decades of silent contemplation, waiting for one person's arrival.

It was a promise he made with the Dragon Lord.

This promise carried a sacred mission.

Only those who reached their level of understanding and power could truly comprehend its significance.

Thirty years ago, after a scandal and a vile conspiracy, Elijah had severed all ties with the mortal world, retreating to Blossom Summit.

His departure left behind a world puzzled by his seeming disgrace, while the once-glorious Denvers bloodline faded away.

In Elijah's era, Sakuranian Martial Arts triumphed in the World of Darkness. His departure dimmed its brilliance.

As Gardner once said, without Elijah, Sakuranian Martial Arts would always be second-rate, never matching the Pinnacle of Martial Arts.

Despite the scandals, no one could dismiss Elijah's unmatched swordsmanship.

Elijah had crafted an unparalleled era of excellence in Sakuranian Martial Arts.

"You've arrived."

Elijah's faint, distant voice seemed to transcend time and space.

Reynard Langstaff from the Crystalwind Sect, Keaton Mercer from the Mercer Sect, Gardner Sandoval from the Celestial Blade Sect ... total of 20 leaders of the Sakuranian Martial Arts World knelt before Master Elijah.

"Divine Drakebane came to Sakurania because the Clerys, the Rivers, and Juan slaughtered the Dragon Lord's family for their own gain.

"Thirty-five innocent lives were lost because of them.

"Such sins cannot go unpunished.

"This world is always fair. Given enough time, all debts are settled.

"Very well, I will duel Divine Drakebane tomorrow afternoon."

Elijah stood up slowly, looking up at the distant sky.

"My appearance is not to restore the honor of Sakuranian Martial Arts, but to fulfill a century-old promise with the Dragon Lord.

"I have waited for this man at Mount Fuoco for 30 years. After my battle with Drakebane, everything will return to peace.

"But I have one condition. My participation in this duel, regardless of the outcome, means that no one should seek further conflict with Drakebane. Inform Sakurania's leadership not to act impulsively, or they will face disaster.

"This world's justice lies in its cycles. What was taken must be repaid. This is Heaven's Will.

"You may announce now that at noon tomorrow, Drakebane is invited to Mount Fuoco for a duel."

Reynard and the others were overjoyed. "Master Elijah, by fighting for Sakuranian Martial Arts, we will immediately ask the Emperor to restore your honor nationwide."

Elijah chuckled. "There's no need for that! Restoring my honor means nothing to me.

"I have two letters here. Please ensure they are delivered to my granddaughter Eira and to Drakebane before sunset."

...

At 6 p.m.

The top trending news worldwide on all major internet platforms instantly electrified the globe.

"The Sword Saint Elijah of Sakuranian Martial Arts, silent for 30 years, has challenged Drakebane to a duel at Mount Fuoco tomorrow at noon."