The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 210

Ready to throw a punch?

She didn't need skill to channel the rage and pent-up agony that now erupted within her.

Malvina had been stifled for twenty years, a fire that couldn't simply be quenched.

Arthur's blatant scheming, her father's favoritism, the shameless Yates and his mother, Walden's leering gaze...

Noella felt Malvina's fists, wild and untrained, but ablaze with fury and hate! This was the kind of raw power the underground fight clubs craved.

"Good, now control your arm's point of impact, put some oomph into your calves."

"Aim a bit to the left, come on, target my face."

"Malvina, when faced with the bastard that killed your mom, is that all the strength you've got? Don't you want revenge with your own hands? You're too weak for the Shadow Dragon Society."

"All of your mother's hard work, just handed over to someone else."

Malvina clenched her teeth, tasting the metallic tang of blood, unaware of when she'd bitten her lip. Her eyes bloodshot, yet her fists now packed a punch under Noella's guidance!

One solid hit, caught firmly in Noella's grasp.

Breathing heavily, drenched in sweat, Malvina's arms spasmed uncontrollably, yet it felt unexpectedly exhilarating.

Noella said lightly, "Would a tie be acceptable? If I were to admit defeat, you might end up in trouble."

If the Demon King, undefeated in the ring, were to lose, it would be evident that she had intentionally let her opponent win. Then, those people probably wouldn't harm the fight club or Noella, but they could cause trouble for Malvina.

"Will a draw cause you any trouble?" Malvina panted.

"It's fine."

At least she didn’t throw the entire match in that case.

Nodding, Malvina stumbled off, caught by Nolan below and carried back to the locker room.

The draw incited rage in the crowd, but Noella beat several fighters in a row, quelling the anger as bodies hit the floor.

"Tonight’s champion is… Demon King!"

Insults and cheers mingled beneath her, but atop the ring, Noella stood as the world's sole conqueror.

Malvina, too weak to lift her arms, gazed at Noella descending from the ring, looking effortlessly cool.

"Damn, you're so cool! You're my hero!"

"Can you even walk?"

Malvina shook her head earnestly. "Not a chance. How can you not be tired?"

"I am, but I never show it."

Noella adjusted her breathing beneath the mask, appearing unfazed, a feat of strength in Malvina's eyes.

"Think you could teach me to fight? I want to learn!"

"Sure, but I'm a tough coach. You might not handle it."

"I'll manage!"

She wanted to be like Noella!

Noella nodded, her attention drifting back to the cage.

"Whoa, isn't that your brother, Ulrich, in the ring?" Alioth exclaimed. "Is the Schnabel family going broke? Why's he fighting?"

Fighters could earn a decent sum depending on the match and rank.

Noella's bouts had quadrupled the club's earnings.