In My Favorite Novel As The Final Villain

"I am Tristan Valor," the young boy shouted, his eyes burning with determination.

"Tristan...," Theos muttered, with a faint smile. 'Wow, I didn't expect to find you a here,' he thought.

"Are you sure about fighting me?", Theos asked to make sure, to which Tristan nodded several times in confirmation.

"Stop!", but before Theos could position himself, an old man ran towards Tristan. Causing the latter to turn his atttion to the old man.

"Felix...", the young man muttered as he saw the old man stop in front of him, deciding to put his weapon away. "What do you want?" he asked with total respect, to which the old man smiled with relief.

"Thank God you didn't face him, young master; I swear to you don't accept these types of challges and ev less with your father's delicate health," spoke the old man with differt emotions as he spoke, from relief to being strict and finally sad.

"I understand" Tristan stated, this time completely putting away his gun. "I guess I got too thrilled watching him defeat some of the most talted giuses currtly; I apologize, Felix..." Tristan's regretful and sad voice was evidt to all those a, so no one scoffed.

Felix smiled happily. "Don't worry, young master; you must not apologize to a humble servant like me," bowing slightly, Felix spoke with humble and respectful words, causing Tristan to nod.

"Well, we'd better go," turning to leave, the two started to walk away, but a voice made them stop in their tracks.

"Where do they think they're going?" asked Theos with a frown. "You think they can just do whatever they want and leave just like that - no apology, no nothing?"

All the guests fixed their atttion on Tristan with eyes of disgust. Have you no manners? Is he ev a nobleman?

Several whispers circulated within minutes among the nobles, but Tristan did not flinch, instead, his expression was indiffert and neutral, making an apologetic referce. "I'm sorry, Theos Von Fall, for challging you just like that, I hope you won't take this misunderstanding so seriously."

Tristan's voice revealed his embarrassmt and more sincere apologies despite his indiffert expression, so Theos nodded. "Fine, you can go," Theos said, causing Tristan to return to an urged posture.

But Theos continued. "You know, I overheard the conversation betwe you and your servant, you're from the Valor family... Rumors were circulating on social media lately that they're going through a rough time, is that true?"

"Yes," Tristan answered directly, surprising Theos. "And what are you going to do with that information? I don't think such an important person told you that for nothing," for the first time, Tristan smiled slightly towards the boy.

"Hahaha," Theos chuckled, turning and walking away, but the conversation for him continued. "I can solve your family's problem, I can help you, you'll get my contact number at your house tomorrow, I'll sd it with my guards, so I expect a reply... See you, young Valor."

Tristan froze at Theos' words, staring at that receding. 'Will he be telling the truth...? Nonsse, I shouldn't trust anyone, not after what my brother did to me... Everything is precious, and this won't come cheap.' thinking about this, Tristan returned to his indiffert eyes.

'Let's go,' he said, turning away and heading for the exit.

"Young master... Possibly, this is a great way out, but we won't be able to trust him much," Felix whispered, using a spell with Mana so the others wouldn't hear him.

"Easy, I know very well... We'll see what will happ, we'll know sooner rather than later," Tristan declared, walking out of the palace under all the nobles' eyes.

"So... That's the so famous Tristan Valor, a gius among giuses."

"Although I didn't see him fighting, his temperamt is something else tirely."

"Yes, moreover, he is a direct member of a Marquis family, and not just any Marquis family, they are Valor, one of the two non-duke families that can compete to be Dukes."

Opinions kept popping up from one side to the other, completely ignoring the existce of a young blond man embedded in the palace wall...

"What did you think of the show?" asked Theos with a smile to one of the many shadows as they reached the second floor.

"Very tertaining hahaha," out of nowhere, Luna appeared in the shadows of a couch, laughing out loud. "Truth be told, I was hoping you could defeat my brother, but wh I didn't see you reacting, I got worried that he used some kind of weird magic since he's a gius wh it comes to Mana, or is it that you reached your limit today?

Sorry for doubting you" she apologized with her face full of guilt.

But Theos shook his head. "Don't apologize, you shouldn't apologize for showing the concern you have towards a person. If anything, I should apologize for worrying you," Theos said, making Luna's eyes wid in surprise.

"Wow, you... Apologizing? Am I in another parallel universe or are you someone else?"

"Oh, gee, why do you say that?" he asked, taking a seat on one of the comfortable sofas.

"Why do I say so? It's no exaggeration to say that you're the proudest person I've ever met and by far," she stated, causing Theos to raise an eyebrow.

"Am I prouder than your brother?" he asked in utter disbelief, in response, Luna shook her head up and down.

"Yeah, well, at least you were prouder, until now," she continued. "You've changed a lot from the person I first met."

"Now that you mtion it... I seem to have changed, although I'm still as ruthless as ever, make no mistake," he declared.

He had noticed that he seemed to be changing his way of thinking and acting the more the days wt by; he rectly had a theory about that. 'Maybe the two souls, Ark and Theos, are slowly merging, so I'm constantly changing my mindset'.

"Don't worry, I already saw you fight the hooded ones and that creature, I could consider that you ev became more ruthless and scary," confirmed Luna with a little shiver, remembering the whole experice they had lived a few hours ago.

Theos nodded with a smile, watching from above the whole party. 'This being nobles is bullshit... I don't ev want to stay until the prests,' he thought, instantly wiping the smile off his face.

"Brother!"

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