The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1341

Nine helicopters, decorated with festive touches, soared above Harmonfield, completing nine loops before descending onto the helipad behind Villa One, nestled within the Dawnspire Heights Estates.

As one helicopter touched down, Robin carefully carried Shirley in his arms and walked toward the villa's back garden.

Beyond the second courtyard lay a secluded yard, protected by several Tibetan Mastiffs. Only Robin knew what secrets it concealed.

In this quiet retreat, a hidden passage led down to Peachgrove, situated within the Dragon Ridge Valley.

This path featured a cable car powered by a unique mechanical spring system that required no external energy source.

Robin, still holding Shirley, stepped into the cable car and they began their swift descent toward the valley below.

In just five minutes, they had traveled from the peak of Dawnspire Mountain to the depths of Dragon Ridge Valley, near Peachgrove.

It was now midnight.

The night sky, clear and crisp after the snowfall, was dotted with twinkling stars.

The moonlight, cold and pure, filtered through the waters of Peachgrove, casting a soft glow on the ground far below.

The crimson aura of the Draconite shone even brighter, creating an almost magical atmosphere.

As they passed the unusual rocks lining the valley floor, Robin, still cradling Shirley, reached the emerald plaque that had once saved Joanna's life.

Holding his bride gently, Robin settled beside the plaque, savoring the peaceful, secluded space, far removed from the concerns of the world.

A sense of calm began to wash over Robin, his heart growing lighter in the stillness.

A soft laugh echoed in the distance, as if coming from another time and place.

"Robin, you're so amazing! I want you to stay by my side, forever and ever, hehe ... "

Robin closed his eyes, and a familiar figure appeared before him, her laughter ringing through the air.

It was undoubtedly Shirley, smiling warmly as she walked toward him.

Yet, something was different—Shirley wasn't in her wedding gown or business attire.

Instead, she wore a flowing outfit with long sleeves and a skirt that swirled with each step.

She looked like a celestial being, as though she had stepped out of a painting.

"Shirley!" Robin called, taking a step toward her.

But despite the short distance, he couldn't seem to close the gap.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up to her graceful figure.

"Hehe ... " The woman giggled again. "Robin, why do you always call me that? I'm not Shirley, I'm ... "

Robin couldn't hear the rest of her words, his heart racing in confusion.

He reached out, wanting to understand, but the distance remained.

Suddenly, the sound of hooves galloping broke the silence, raising a cloud of dust.

As the sound of the hooves faded, the woman who had resembled Shirley vanished, leaving no trace.

"Robin, come save me ... "

A distant voice called out, sending a sharp pang of pain through Robin's chest.

The soft laughter, the dazzling smile, and the deep, soulful gaze from those autumn-like eyes—it was unmistakably Shirley.

Robin stood motionless in the desolate world, his vision blurred and his thoughts scattered.

Then, beneath the bright sun, something shimmering caught his eye where the woman had been moments before.

He moved closer to the glowing object.

This time, in a single step, he reached the object.

Crouching down, Robin discovered a delicately carved, hollow firebird emerald pendant lying on the ground.

It seemed the pendant had fallen from the mysterious woman.

As he picked it up, Robin could still feel a lingering fragrance and a gentle warmth radiating from it.

Suddenly, he felt a slight stir in his arms. His eyes flew open.

The peaceful scene of Peachgrove surrounded him once more.

Shirley, her face serene, lay in his arms, breathing steadily.

Was that not a dream?

I dreamt that I was lying down on the emerald plaque in Peachgrove, with Shirley in my arms.

Has it happened in real life?

Or have I truly crossed into another world?

Could it be that right now, Shirley's soul is in danger in a past life? Is she trapped in some sort of disaster?

Could the woman in my dream have been Shirley's soul? Is that what I witnessed—the echoes of another world?

Could my vision have been a glimpse of Netheris?

But how could I reach it to save Shirley's soul?

Elijah, Tanqueria's God of War, and Old Fred have all warned me about Peachgrove's connection to Dragon Ridge Valley.

Is there a hidden path leading to Netheris beneath Peachgrove?

Carefully laying Shirley down, Robin began to search the mysterious space beneath Peachgrove.

Though situated deep within Peachgrove, the air was fresh and invigorating, with no heaviness in the atmosphere.

The essence stone ring he wore began to glow more brightly, drawing in the surrounding spiritual energy.

Could this space be a portal to the Netheris Domain? How can I open it?

Robin combed through every corner of Peachgrove, but found no sign of any portal or hidden passage.

Sitting beside Shirley, feeling her steady breathing, an idea suddenly struck him.

Old Fred once mentioned a chip from his time in Hackspire—a chip that contained all the answers.

But where is the chip Old Fred promised to send me?

Is it the same chip lost by Steliaris?

These questions remained unanswered.

Lifting Shirley gently, Robin secured her in his arms and boarded the cable car to return to the villa in Dawnspire Heights Estates.

Back at the villa, he summoned four members of Veilthorn. "Did Queen Sophie leave anything else for me?" he asked.

"Beyond that, Queen Sophie did not mention anything else."

Robin nodded, acknowledging the message.

...

The next morning, Robin gathered the Golden Dragon Guard and the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul, giving them crucial instructions.

At midnight, he would enter the depths of Peachgrove alone.

When he arrived at the emerald plaque in Peachgrove, a sudden, violent noise tore through the air.

A pale figure hurtled down from the sky, heading straight for Robin's head.