Chapter 241 Grand Spectacle

Spice City, a mansion on the mountain.

The desolation from a year and a half ago was nowhere to be seen. The mansion, which is once damaged by rocket launchers, had been renovated and now stood even more luxurious than before.

The mountain path was heavily guarded, with numerous checkpoints leading up to the main gate of the mansion courtyard, where the security remained tight.

At last year's Yorknew City Auction, Ellie asked Kenda to exchange all their collections for funds, and then used the funds to expand her influence.

Today, the Garfield family is still a giant standing firm in Spice City, but they no longer rely on drugs for profit. Instead, they had ventured into the coastal shipping industry. Much of this success was due to Kenda, but it is also inseparable from Ellie's growth.

In the study, Ellie sat at her desk, wearing thick black-framed glasses that seemed too mature for her age, flipping through an account book.

Her face, which appeared to be only twelve or thirteen years old, lacked the youthful innocence of a typical girl her age. Instead, it exuded a sense of maturity and composure. Her golden hair was tied up, with two strands left to hang by her ears.

With one hand, she flipped through the account book, her eyes behind the lenses darting rapidly as she reviewed the figures. Her other hand, which is holding a pen, moved swiftly across the paper, leaving behind neat yet firm handwriting.

Nearly two years had passed, and Ellie had undergone a fundamental transformation. Though still young in appearance, she was beginning to take on the demeanor of a formidable businesswoman.

Knock, knock.

A sound came from the door.

"Come in."

Ellie's gaze didn't shift, and her hands didn't stop moving.

The door opened and Kenda, dressed in a butler's uniform, came to the table and stood in front of Ellie.

"What is it?"

Ellie set down the account book and pen. She knew that if Kenda was knocking at this time, it had to be something important.

"It's news about Law." Kenda said.

When Ellie heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly stood up and asked anxiously, "Hurry up and tell me."

Only at moments like this did the young girl shed her businesslike facade and revert to the behavior expected of someone her age.

Kenda hesitated for a moment and said, "Law has reached the 200th floor of Heavens Arena and has become a contestant there. Moreover, his match tomorrow afternoon will be broadcast live."

"Heavens Arena?" Ellie asked puzzledly.

Kenda then explained what Heavens Arena was and the time of Law's match.

"Tomorrow at 3 PM?"

Ellie murmured to herself. That time happened to coincide with a scheduled meeting with a business partner to finalize the terms of a deal. But now, watching the live broadcast of the match seemed far more important.

Kenda knew what motivated Ellie to transform so quickly, so even though he knew these two things would cause a conflict, he still chose to let Ellie know.

'The business deal tomorrow was at a critical stage, but it would have to be rescheduled… or perhaps even abandoned.'

"Kenda." Ellie looked up at Kenda.

Kenda understood without her having to say anything, and he lowered his head slightly and said, "I'll do it right away."

"Mm." Allie smiled sweetly.

Kenda turned and left, leaving Ellie alone in the study once more.

'You promised to come see me, but it's been so long. Not only have you not shown up, but you haven't even called.'

Ellie took off her black glasses and placed them gently on the table, pouting her lips with a look of resentment on her face.

She reached up and undid the ribbon tying her hair, letting her golden locks cascade down like water. Then, she glanced at the two dolls sitting on the sofa.

As if sensing her gaze, the two expensive dolls hopped down from the sofa and walked toward Ellie, their mouths making soft clicking sounds, as if they were smiling...

...

The relentless and extensive promotion elevated this match to the level of a challenger taking on a Floor Master in Heavens Arena.

The fight recordings of Law and Sandy in Heavens Arena were edited into a highlight reel and pushed out through television and online platforms, spreading at an unprecedented speed.

The main reason for such an aggressive promotion was the tight schedule of the match.

Judging from the qualifications of both players, Sandy, who has been in the Heavens Arena for a long time, has a greater chance of winning, so his odds have been very low since the opening, while Law, who was considered the underdog, had much higher odds.

For combat reporters, the outcome of this fight didn't matter much. If Sandy won, they could focus on the theme of a challenger taking on a Floor Master. If Law won, they could package him as Atomu's rival.

The long-dormant sensational news of the 'Three Fingers' could also be brought back into the spotlight.

Thanks to the relentless promotion, people around the world who knew Law saw the news.

For example, those who had been saved by Law, those who had become Hunters, and even the direct heir of the Ten Dons, who had taken the G2 virus data but left decisively because of fear.

That night.

Gel also saw the news. She could never forget the experience of being completely pinned down by Law during that stormy night. She had never spoken of it to anyone.

Now, seeing that Law had become a contestant in Heavens Arena and that his match tomorrow would be broadcast live, she absolutely wouldn't miss it.

At the same time, in a city illuminated by bright lights, a black-haired boy stood on a rooftop, holding a phone in his hand.

Across from the rooftop, a huge screen hung on the side of a shopping mall building, broadcasting the preview of tomorrow's high-profile match.

The flickering lights from the screen cast alternating light and shadow on the boy's body, and his dark eyes reflected Law's figure.

Buzz, buzz.

At that moment, the phone in his hand vibrated, signaling an incoming message.

He picked up the phone and saw that the message contained information about a mission target. After reading it, he closed the email interface and continued to look at the massive screen.

"Tomorrow at 3 PM… should I watch it?"

The boy muttered to himself, then opened the email interface again and quickly typed out a message, sending it out.

Far away in Kukuroo Mountain, in a room within a vast mansion, there was a large bed placed in the center.

A muscular silver-haired man was sitting beside the bed. He was Illumi's father, Silva. On the bed lay a woman with a noticeably pregnant belly. She was Illumi's mother, Kikyo.

Beep, beep.

Silva moved his hand, took out his mobile phone and checked the newly received message.

This phone is the internal line for family members.

"Illumi?" Kikyo looked at Silva.

Silva glanced at the message, then put away the phone and nodded to Kikyo in response to her question.

"Is it related to the mission?" Kikyo asked.

Silva shook his head and said indifferently, "Just a small matter."

The message was about Law, and Silva vaguely remembered Illumi mentioning this person before.

…

More and more people became aware of this match, as if it were a prelude to this year's Battle Olympia.

Netero, who had been paying attention to Law for a long time, naturally wouldn't miss it either.

On the day of the match, even though there was still over an hour before it started, the tickets had long been sold out, and the audience had already filled the venue.

As for those who didn't manage to get tickets, they could only stay on the first floor of Heavens Arena and watch the match through monitors that can be seen everywhere.

In the pre-match lounge, Law looked very annoyed.

Who could have imagined that a simple match would turn into such a grand spectacle?