Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery.

Chapter 44 Extraordinary Fighting
It cost Odysseus a total of 130 pounds to purchase Russell's "relics".

However, when he claimed reimbursement, he said he spent 151 pounds, including 20 pounds in "handling fees" and 1 pound for hiring a carriage.

Of course, hiring a hackney carriage would cost less than a pound.

After successfully getting the money, Odysseus generously took a rented carriage back to the herbal medicine shop.

However, as soon as he entered the door, he found two uninvited guests in the herbal medicine shop: Simon, the owner of the underground fighting arena, and Gers, the manager.

The waiter, Kena, came over and said, "Sir, these two have been waiting for over an hour."

Odysseus nodded: "I understand."

He sat down opposite Simon and said, "Didn't I tell you? I have no interest in your cooperation."

Simon smiled wickedly as always and said, "Last time I told you that I knew some relatively secret information, but it seems you didn't take it seriously.

"Then let me be more specific. I heard that the church really likes to arrest people like you who possess magical abilities."

Odysseus said coldly, "Do you want me to give you a map of Backlund and tell you how to get to the three cathedrals?
"If you had decent channels, you would know that I am not afraid of your threats at all."

Simon was slightly taken aback. He obviously didn't expect Odysseus to say that. While trying to determine whether the herbalist in front of him was lying, he said, "The nobles also need some exciting entertainment. They're in Queens..."

"There's a special fighting arena at 155 King's Avenue in Queens, right?" Odysseus sneered, "Comparing intelligence with me?

"I also know that your real name is not Simon, but Dills, and that you have a daughter who is being fostered by distant relatives living at 349 Hillland Avenue in St. George's.

"Because you were afraid that your enemies would come looking for you, you never dared to bring it with you."

Simon opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief: "Sir... I don't mean anything else."

Odysseus took out his pipe and said, "Everyone has weaknesses, right?"

Simon immediately stood up: "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. We will leave now. Please... please don't be angry."

Odysseus pointed to the chair opposite and said, "Sit down."

Simon had no choice but to sit down obediently.

Odysseus lit his pipe, took a puff and said, “I can go and play a few games, but we are not cooperating, but you have to serve me.

“After each match, I will pay you one tenth of the compensation. Apart from the matches, you will take care of other trivial matters.

"Also, give me a fake ID. I don't want to use my real identity to participate in the fight there."

The fighting arena at 155 King's Avenue, or to be more precise, an extraordinary fighting arena.

The nobles of Loen appear cautious, elegant, and graceful on the surface, but in fact they also have a sinister, obscene, extravagant, and violent side.

Fighting arenas have always existed in Backlund, but in modern times, these arenas have moved underground and gradually disappeared from the public's view.

However, the nobles still liked to watch life-and-death competitions, among which the extraordinary fights were the most popular among the nobles. Odysseus heard that the price of a ticket alone was as high as 100 pounds.

After being promoted to "Fighting Scholar", Odysseus wanted to go there to fight a few games and hone his practical combat skills.

Before his promotion, Odysseus knew that his combat power was about the same as that of a goose, so he tried not to fight anyone. Even if he did, he had the "Flaming Arrow" and the scepter, and ordinary Low-Sequence Beyonders were no match for him.

If he accidentally ran into a Mid-Sequence Beyonder, he would simply seek help from the Mechanical Heart. Of course, that had never happened in the past three years. But becoming a Combat Scholar was different. He needed to fight more often to hone his abilities in actual combat.

He had long wanted to try his skills in the fighting arena, which would not only allow him to train himself but also to make money.

As for the fact that it was a performance for the nobles, Odysseus had no psychological burden in this regard.

However, he has always lacked a reasonable channel to enter the underground fighting arena in Queens, and he does not want to associate the fight in the fighting arena with "Mr. Gar" and the "leader".

Unexpectedly, Simon brought a good opportunity. When Simon proposed cooperation in the underground fighting arena in the bar, Odysseus planned to use this channel to go to the fighting arena in Queens.

But of course he would not be manipulated by a small figure like Simon. At the same time, he knew very well that Simon would never give up, and today's meeting was inevitable, so Odysseus made some preparations in advance and took the initiative in this matter.

Simon was very happy to hear that the matter had turned out well: "No problem!"

Even if it is only one tenth, it is still a considerable income.

As the owner of an underground fighting arena in a bar, he seems to be doing very well, earning hundreds of pounds a night when there are competitions. However, this kind of gray income requires a backer, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Simon has to give a large part of the income to his patron.

He could pocket the income from serving Odysseus, and also have the opportunity to meet some of Backlund's upper-class people.

Simon promised to report the progress of the matter again tomorrow and then said goodbye to Odysseus politely.

Odysseus looked at his pocket watch and said to Kena, "Let's go to the backyard. Today I will teach you how to deal with the leg bones of the mutant flamingo."

It didn't take much skill to deal with those leg bones, Kena could do it.

……

22 Tutwa Street, Daqiao South District.

When Xio Deercha returned to her residence, she was surprised to find that Fors had already gotten up and was sitting at her desk, writing furiously.

"Xiu, you're back." Fors looked up and smiled, asking, "What's new at that mysterious gathering?"

"That was a very strange party." Hugh hung his coat on the hanger and asked casually, "Are you going to finish your manuscript today?"

The smile on Fors's face suddenly disappeared. "Yes, the manuscript is due tomorrow, and I've only written the beginning."

Xio nodded slowly. She knew that was the case, otherwise Fors wouldn't have gotten up so early.

"Hearing some strange stories can heal my anxious heart." Fors turned around with the chair and said to Xio, "Tell me quickly, what magical thing happened at that party?"

"It's not surprising at all." Xio sat across from Fors, eager to talk. "The person who convened the party actually promised to protect Byron..."

She gave a brief account of Byron's investigation and the conversation between Byron and the "leader".

This is a very strange place. They have attended so many extraordinary parties, but no organizer of any extraordinary party would make such a promise.

"He must have a sense of justice!" Fors commented.

(End of this chapter)