CHapter 209


    The motorcycle sputtered to a stop near South Flora Storage.


    With a flick of her wrist, Noe tossed the keys to Alioth and strode purposefully through the reeds


    toward the old air–raid shelter now serving as their hideout.


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    “Boss, there’s still a bunch of those Shadow Dragon Soolety goons left, but they’re giving Ms.


    Gruber the cold shoulder. They say she’s gotta win a boxing match before they’ll take orders from


    her. Isn’t that nuts? I checked the lineup at our fight club there are several champs scheduled to


    fight. It’s no ce for someone like Ms. Grubert”


    Malvina, with her skinny arms and legs she was clearly not cut out for the ring. Alloth figured if she


    stepped into that ring, the Gruber family might as well fly the white g.


    But the underworld has its own logic when ites to loyalty and leadership.


    Noe’s steps were firm in the boots Sienna had bought her.


    “If the Shadow Dragon Society has rigged the fights with their own people, Ms. Gruber doesn’t


    stand a chance!”


    “Why not just let her fight me?”


    Alioth’s brain momentarily short–circuited. “What?”


    Noe turned, giving him a quizzical look with an arched eyebrow. “Any problem?”


    No problem at all.


    Their boss was a legend in the fighting circuit, a champion who had held her own for years. If she


    decided to step into the ring, whatever setup the Shadow Dragon Society had in mind wouldn’t


    stand a chance!


    Alioth hustled to keep up with Noe, taking his ce beside Malvína.


    “Malvina,e on, I’ll show you.”


    “To the fight club?”


    “Yeah.”


    Malvina’s eyes sparkled with a mix of anticipation and fear – she had never been to an underground


    fight


    club before!


    Alioth drove in the direction of the fight club with Noe and Malvina. Hidden within a vast expanse


    of reeds towering taller than a person,y the underground fight club, concealed from daylight


    Noe nced at Malvina, whose excitement was tinged with nervousness, and spoke with a cool


    detachment. “I forgot to tell you, we couldn’t save Yates. Walden and Arthur are hanging by a


    thread, and even if they recover, they’ll face a firing squad. The fire has been ruled an ident, so


    you won’t be troubled any further. You did well, but don’t risk yourself for people who aren’t worth it


    again.”


    Malvina blinked back tears, vowing to herself to ovee her tearful tendencies. “Got it!”


    Upon entering the fight club’s domain, Noe handed Malvina a mask. “Wear this. Don’t let anyone


    inside memorize your face.”


    Those who fought for money were ruthless, and remembering a face could lead to trouble, or


    worse,


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    revenge. Even Noe, to avoidplications, never showed her face in the club, let alone Malvina,


    whose situation was precarious.


    Malvina quickly donned the mask, somewhat surprised. She couldn’t help but feel that this wasn’t


    Noe’s


    first time here.


    Noe’s face, covered by a fearsome demon mask, seemed oddly fitting despite the mismatch with


    her


    persona.


    Inside the fight club, the air was thick with the shouts of gamblers urging fighters to kill their


    opponents and win them more money.


    “Boss, this way.”


    They entered a VIP room with arge screen providing a clear view of every move on the fight


    floor.


    Noe turned to the visibly tense Malvina. “You sure you want to go down there?”


    “Well, even if I’m not sure, it doesn’t seem like I have a choice, right? What are my chances of


    making it out alive?”


    Noe’s reply was merciless. “Zero. There’s no chance. You’ll die for sure.”


    Malvina swallowed hard. “What if… what if it’s not a fight to the death? Just until one yields?”


    “You’re too frail, still injured. Even if the fighters hold back, you’d die.”


    The underground fights were about money and life itself, where one gambled with their very


    existence.


    Noe secured her mask and handed Malvina a hairpin. “Hold this for me.”


    It was a gift from Ulrich, and she didn’t want it dirtied in the fight.


    Tying her hair back with a simple band, Noe flexed her wrists, her gaze calm behind the mask.


    “Wait for me. I’ll show you what real fighting is.”


    Malvina gripped the hairpin in her hand, looking at the radiant Noe before her. “Noe, my dear,


    are you going down there?”


    The scene seemed incredibly perilous! Noe seemed to be the same size as her. Could it truly be


    safe for


    her to enter like this?


    “Yes, give me half an hour.”


    Alioth eximed in disbelief, “Boss? Half an hour? Are you nning for a tag–team match?”


    Considering their boss’s prowess, it wouldn’t take her half an hour to fight a match at all!


    Noe nodded nonchntly. “I need to take down all those people to ensure that only I face


    Malvina.”


    “Understood, I’ll arrange it immediately.”


    Within the octagonal cage, the g for the tag–team match was swiftly raised, and excitement


    buzzed outside the arena!


    Watching the girl appearing in the video before her, Malvina noted the sudden transformation of


    Noe, who had been so gentle just moments before. Once she donned the mask and stepped onto


    the stage, it was as if she had be a different person!


    Every one of Noe’s punches was a precise strike to a vital point, relentless and powerful. The


    gamblers‘


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    eyes turned bloodshot as they roared.


    “Monkey, take her down!”


    “Demon King, finish off that Northstone Monkey!”


    Within five minutes, the fighter known as Monkey was face down on the mat, dragged away.


    The next opponent stepped up without giving Noe a chance to catch her breath.


    Malvina, clutching her chest, turned to Alioth. “Is Noe going to be okay?”


    “This is just the start. Our boss’s record is taking down fifteen fighters in a row. Tonight’s still


    young!”


    The crowd had forgotten the name of the Demon King, but as new fighters entered and fell before


    Malvina’s eyes, Noe’s legend was reborn in the ring.


    On stage, Noe stood unfazed, her eyes scanning the fighters below as she made a taunting


    gesture.


    “Come at me, you chicken–legged wimps.”


    The fighters below were seething with anger, yet not one dared to take her on!


    She was the undisputed queen of the ring, her gaze sharp as icicles, the fight club her kingdom


    where no one could steal her spotlight!


    Malvina was gobsmacked!


    “Is she even real?”


    It was her first time witnessing such a dazzling spectacle.


    Noe met Nn’s gaze below and nodded at him.


    Alioth turned with a grin. “Ms. Gruber, you’re up.”


    “Wha… Me? Can I really do this?”


    “Of course, our boss is waiting for you. Go on!”


    Inside the octagon, it was just Malvina and Noe.


    The roaring crowd could have drowned them out, and Malvina’s lips trembled slightly, thankfully


    hidden behind the mask or she’d be mortified.


    “I don’t know how to throw a punch. What do I do?”


    Noe’s voice was void of emotion, icy as she instructed, “Malvina, imagine I’m Yates, Arthur, and


    your dad, all the executioners who killed your mom. Right now, they’re all me.”


    —Line with intensity. “Now, tell me, are you ready to throw a punch?”