The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1284

Robin's orders to the Beast Fleet were issued.

The silence was eerie inside the Grimvarn Isle conference hall—so thick it felt like time had frozen.

All the regional envoys sat dumbfounded in their seats.

No one spoke a word.

Everyone knew what was coming next. The world was about to change.

Garren stared at the real-time display of Autreynian military base movements projected on the screen, then sighed and shook his head.

At this point, there was nothing left to say.

Simmond glanced at him, then turned to Robin. "Mr. Ramsey, is there anything Mecria can do to help?"

Robin looked at the two men flatly. "You don't have the clearance. Don't go looking for trouble." But it would be wise to advise the Mecria Royal Family not to misjudge the situation.

"If they cross me again, there won't be any room for negotiation."

Simmond visibly flinched.

He could see it—the unwavering resolve in this man's eyes.

If Mecria chose the wrong side in this conflict, they'd be walking straight into ruin.

The seconds ticked by.

Less than a minute remained before Beast would launch its strike against the Autreynian military bases stationed in Novaros.

On-screen, a live feed from the HexaPoint Tower showed Autreynia finalizing its battle deployment.

Autreynia's spokesperson, Paylor, announced that the HexaPoint Tower's top command has ordered every military base to switch to wartime status.

All missiles pointed toward the Grimvarn Isle Conference Center were now armed and ready.

Meanwhile, over 70% of the warships docked at various Autreynian naval bases had begun leaving port.

Paylor declared that if Drakebane dared to make even a single retaliatory move, Autreynia would launch the largest-scale battle in history to eliminate him and his allies completely.

Almost immediately, unofficial media outlets and social networks flooded the web with updates.

Autreynia's Warbear Fleet docked at Sakurania's base, had left port.

Four nuclear submarines stationed in the Auripacea were now diving into the South Panacea Ocean.

Autreynia's Ninth Carrier Fleet had entered the Sakuranian Sea region and was advancing toward the island straits.

Three sub-fleets of the Panacea Fleet Command were mobilizing toward Grimvarn Isle.

Thirty-nine stealth fighter jets had taken off, heading directly toward Grimvarn Isle.

One wave after another, global networks were saturated with reports of Autreynia's military movement. The South Panacea Ocean skies were thick with the clouds of war.

Meanwhile, foreign envoys lined up for an audience in the waiting hall of Draconia's Decision Bureau.

Inside the conference room, Declan was on the phone with the central secretary of the hall.

"Mr. Pittman, the Autreynian envoy, demands that Drakebane immediately respond. They also want us to publicly declare that we will comply with their investigation and trial.

"They've promised that if we order Drakebane to hand over his superweapon system, they'll guarantee the safety of both Joanna and Eira.

"They also warned that our military should stay out of what they claim is a just and necessary operation led by Autreynia."

Declan immediately coordinated with several key figures—Lord Southmere, Rhett Shaw of the strategic advisory center, Finlo Keane at the command center, and Jethro, stationed far away on Grimvarn Isle.

The response remained in line with Robin's directives.

Draconia would make only strategic defensive deployments and would not actively participate in Robin's conflict with Autreynia.

Having received confirmation, Declan returned an official reply to the Autreynian envoy.

First, Autreynia must release Joanna and Eira immediately and retract their outrageous global warrant for Robin.

Second, all weapons and equipment in Robin's possession belong to him alone. Autreynia has no right to demand them by force.

Third, if Autreynia chooses to use violence or intimidation against Drakebane, they will bear the consequences themselves.

Every action they took had to serve the group's bottom line.

If provoking Divine Drakebane meant disastrous losses—or even total annihilation—for those groups, they would never tolerate such reckless behavior from Autreynia's high command.

Some strategists, therefore, speculated that Autreynia's aggressive posture was nothing more than a test to see just how far Drakebane and Draconia were willing to go.

Amid the raging debate, one disturbing fact finally drew everyone's attention. The world was in an uproar, but Divine Drakebane remained completely silent.

That alone was deeply unsettling.

In the past, any provocation would've already been met with a swift and brutal declaration of war.

This time, however, there wasn't so much as a whisper.

Just as global speculation about Divine Drakebane's next move hit a fever pitch, the volatile nation of Novaros dropped a thunderclap.

Two Autreynian military bases stationed in Novaros, two naval fleets, and four air squadrons had just come under heavy assault from the Beast Fleet.

None of the ships or jets had even gotten off the ground before they were reduced to smoking wreckage.

Almost simultaneously, the Aldridges dropped a bombshell announcement.

Their full war chest was revealed as follows.

A war budget of 800 billion Autreynian dollars.

One nuclear-powered aircraft carrier fleet

Five hundred top-tier fighter jets, on par with the Su-35 in performance

Twenty commercial escort fleets—commercial in name only, as their combat capabilities rivaled the Beast Fleet's.

To ensure Drakebane's absolute victory in this showdown against Autreynia, the Aldridges also pledged their entire stockpile of 2,000 missiles—every last one, handed over for Robin's use.

As the world reeled from this explosive revelation, yet another shockwave hit.

The Curnow couple's Interstellar War Research Center announced they had developed a brand-new combat weapon for Drakebane, which would deliver it to him within the next ten minutes.