In My Favorite Novel As The Final Villain

"Truly ridiculous," Theos raised his voice, pressing Alan with his own Mana.

All the nobles took a step back, watching the spectacle.

After all, it is a duel of young m, so they had no right to interrupt, and least of all against Theos, an heir of a Duke.

"Agh, stop being a coward and get down from there," Alan shouted at the top of his lungs, his ribs and bones beginning to clch and crush his very organs.

The look of panic flashed through his eyes, th turned to determination, gripping the sword so tightly that blood began to pour from his hands.

'Ha, it's the same protagonist of the story... A total fool and stupid', thought Theos, still with an indiffert look, he wt down the stairs with total tranquility and serity.

A man in a suit and a tie was waiting for him; with a tool, he brought it close to Theos, and th the device gave the gre light.

"The fight is fair; Theos is not using any drugs," the man raised his voice, showing the gre light of the drug-checking device, which works by being close to the person's Mana now checking if he is using hancers or drugs directly.

Noting this, Theos nodded briefly as did the guests, who confirmed the legality of the fight.

"You asked for it," as they descded the stairs, Theos' low, soft voice made the guests relax their muscles, but the next momt, they were tse again.

Theos had expelled more of his Mana to a monstrous degree, a fully blood-red, crimson Mana, frighting ev Alan himself.

"You... Demon," with all his might Alan managed to raise his head, turning his atttion to Theos.

"You're noisy." As he said these two words, Alan felt as if something pushed him so that the next momt, he flew backward at such a speed that almost no one saw him wh he crashed into the palace wall.

Fortunately, the materials that were made to build the palace are highly resistant to magical and physical attacks, so, wh Alan fell to the g not ev a scratch was se on the wall

"Agh." But that didn't take away the brutal damage Alan suffered from that attack, spitting blood with four brok ribs. Although he tried to defd himself with his own electric Mana aura, it wasn't ough to repel the attack.

"Don't eat more than you can chew," sighed Theos, pulling a badly wounded Alan closer.

The guests parted and made room for Theos to walk, creating a hallway all to himself.

[The protagonist, Alan, is feeling despair, fear, and anger because of the host. 000+ negative ergy], listing to the system notification, Theos inwardly.

'Wow, I thought you forgot about me,' he mtally communicated to himself, he had be thinking a bit about the system notifications, as appeared in the battle against the curse or now with the guests.

[Oh, host I forgot to notify you that now you will only be able to hear notifications with gains greater than a thousand of negative ergy, so if you received negative ergy, but in small amounts less than 00 each emotion.]

With the explanation of the system, Theos understood everything immediately, basically, he would receive rewards, but only the significant ones would be notified by the system, which he thought was perfect and quite good since sometimes many of these notifications would get in the way wh fighting, despite trying to ignore them.

Just as Theos was about to continue his conversation with the system, a scream was heard right in front of him.

"You better die, you bastard," Alan shouted, extding his Mana, he gathered a large amount of Mana in one spot to cast it.

His electric Mana advanced at a high speed towards Theos, who raised an eyebrow in amazemt. 'Wow, you can tell he's a Mana prodigy; this spell, Lightning Thrower, is one of his main spells,' he reminded, creating a barrier of negative Mana that damped the lightning's impact.

"What?", the astonishmt on Alan's face couldn't be hidd, making Theos laugh a little.

"It was a weak attack... Compared to what I've faced, you're very weak," Theos declared, moving closer to Alan who started to panic.

"Stay away, lunatic," with great fear he extded his hand to continue hurling lightning bolts that Theos muffled with his barrier.

Only five meters away from Alan, the latter stood up desperately; with electricity coursing through his body, he launched himself at Theos, his sword releasing ev more pt-up electricity.

"Mmm?" confused by the sudd confidce, Theos paused watching Alan's movemts.

"Theos, look out!"

"Stay away!"

Two voices were raised in the palace with concern directed at Theos, who could only shake his head.

He recognized the two voices, one from his sister, Nora, and one from Luna. From Nora, he understood, as she didn't know the full extt of his power, but... 'Luna saw firsthand how I stood up to a Peak Master, and she still cares about me? Wait... Why doesn't she care about her brother in the first place?'

Confused, Theos could only push these thoughts out of his head to face Alan.

Expanding the range of his negative Mana, cracks appeared a his left eye, amplifying its power. "Get lost," he uttered, Alan's electricity colliding with Theos' negative Mana.

*Boom!*

The guests recoiled from the wave of Mana gerated by the collision of the two attacks.

"You..." Alan used up the maximum of his power to destroy Theos' barrier, but he couldn't; to him, it was impetrable.

"..." Theos did not utter a single word, but he did make a move; extding his hand; he accumulated negative ergy from there, creating a fist-sized sphere of Mana.

Without warning, Theos launched the sphere of negative Mana which turned into a bolt of Mana lightning, faster and more destructive than Alan's electricity.

"What the..." Alan didn't know how to react to such a beam of destruction; its speed was such that he knew he couldn't dodge it, but he didn't know how, so before his eyes, the beam brutally hit him, pushing him back again.

*Boom!*

Like a Déjá Vu, all the guests turned a to see Alan embedded in the wall again with his whole body wounded.

The big differce in this case was that the tire wall a Alan was cracked from Theos' attack.

'He has Mana resistance, but I guess not negative Mana,' Theos concluded, removing his tire power field.

Turning a, he walked back towards the stairs, his inttion was more than clear... Did you see what I did with one of the greatest giuses of the currt geration? Imagine what I'll do with you!

Everyone imagined that in their minds, so the younger ones didn't go near to challge him... Except one.

"Lord Theos, I would like to challge you to a duel," a slightly childish voice echoed throughout the palace, attracting the atttion of a slightly surprised Theos.

'The voice is not Nora's... Alan is almost unconscious in there... Th who is it?', he mtally asked himself, turning a to notice the person who was challging him.

Unexpectedly, a young man and not just any young man, but practically a boy of about 4 years old stared at him.

His emerald gre eyes glowed with an intsity of determination fixed on his now emy.

Unsheathing the sword that hung from his waist, he pointed it directly at Theos' body. "I am Tristan Valor."

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