My Taboo Harem System

Chapter 78: You want to kill me?

’How? Patrick, how the hell is this possible?’

’How the hell is he in the house?’

’I thought Maria had ordered everyone to leave the house’

’I was pretty sure my senses hadn’t picked up anyone here until now’

’Did he just enter the house, or is my mind playing tricks on me?’

But right then, Patrick stopped and cut him short.

"And those screams I heard coming from here earlier..." Patrick muttered

"Those were my mother’s, weren’t they?"

"Did you... did you hurt her?"

His eyes widened, completely filled with hate, anger, and murderous intent that Denzel could see clearly.

There was a spark of fire burning within them.

"What? No—!"

But before Denzel could even finish talking

BOOM!

A huge ball of fire shot from Patrick’s hand. freewebnovel.cσ๓

As it flew toward him, Denzel saw it immediately.

Too fast.

Far too fast for him to avoid.

In that split second, as the fireball rushed toward him, he instinctively stretched out both hands.

He didn’t even understand why.

He simply felt a powerful impulse build within him.

His hands reached forward, attempting to bend the approaching ball of fire.

’Shit! Shit!’

Denzel gritted his teeth as he tried to force the mana to obey him.

...

It wasn’t effective.

BOOM!

The front door of the village chief’s house exploded loudly as Denzel was sent crashing several meters backward. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Still, he managed to land on his feet.

He groaned, his hands trembling slightly as pain spread through them.

Looking down, he could see faint burns across his skin.

"Ah, fuck"

He grunted before raising his eyes again.

Patrick was stepping out of the house, flames burning around his hands.

His gaze was locked onto Denzel, murderous intent radiating from every inch of him.

’This guy was really ready to kill me back there’

’I tried to control his mana, but it wasn’t effective’

’It felt like I was trying to move a fucking wall.

’What the fuck is this guy?’

Patrick stepped forward and looked around.

His eyes landed on the guards stationed outside.

Then he turned toward the nearest one.

"Why are you outside and not in there protecting my mother?"

"Well, Your Excellency—!"

Before the guard could even finish talking

BOOM!

Patrick flicked his hand, blasting the guard violently to the side.

"You’re wasting too much time talking."

His eyes shifted toward another guard.

"You!" He pointed to another guard

"Why are you outside and not protecting my mother?"

The guard didn’t hesitate.

"She commanded us to go outside!"

"Liar!"

Patrick stretched out his hand, ready to blow him apart.

The guard immediately drew his sword, preparing to defend himself.

"No, no, no," Patrick said.

"You don’t do that"

"You’re going to take my attack like the pussy you are."

The guard froze.

"Take your weapon down."

The guard’s body trembled.

Even though every instinct told him to defend himself, he slowly lowered his sword.

Patrick smirked as flames gathered in his palm.

He was preparing to fire.

Watching from the side, Denzel frowned.

’Should I step in? Should I save him?’

’No, no, no. I need to keep my elemental abilities a secret’

’I don’t want anyone figuring out exactly what I can do.’

’So...’

’Ah, am I really supposed to just stand here and watch him kill this guy?’

Denzel continued staring, observing Patrick’s hand which was still glowing with fire.

’Agh, why the fuck does this hot headed maniac really have to treat everyone this way?’

’Should I just use this opportunity and make a run for it?’

’No...This is it.I’ve been waiting for a fight.This is the fight I’ve been waiting for...’

’...So does that mean I’m ready?’

’My stats are a lot better than they were last time’

’So doesn’t that mean I should just take him on right here?’

Right then, as Patrick’s blast charged up, ready to fire at the guard, he immediately turned it.

Toward Denzel.

"What?"

Before Denzel could react

BOOM!

The blast shot straight at him.

Luckily, due to the distance between them, Denzel managed to dodge it in time

’Although he was far from me I can dodge his attacks now’

’The last time I couldn’t even process what was happening’

’That’s an improvement on it’s own. It means I can get a whole lot stronger’

’I just have to survive this firs—!’

Before he could finish his thoughts, Patrick had already closed the gap.

He appeared right in front of Denzel.

His fist was already stretched out, ready to land a devastating hit.

’What?’

’He is way too fast!’

Denzel’s hand moved instinctively, grabbing Patrick’s shirt.

At the same time, Patrick’s fist continued forward.

"You’re dead, motherfucker!"

BOOM!

Denzel’s hand shot upward.

A sharp uppercut slammed directly into Patrick’s jaw.

The hit came so quickly that it was almost entirely reflexive.

The moment Denzel had stepped back to dodge the blast, Patrick had rushed forward, and his body had simply reacted on its own.

His fist connected cleanly.

Patrick’s head snapped upward.

For a brief second, Denzel felt as though he had dislocated the man’s jaw.

A grin spread across his face.

"I got you."

’I landed a hit. Now I feel like I can actually do this’

But then

Patrick smiled.

His hand moved, grabbing Denzel’s wrist tightly.

His furious eyes locked onto Denzel.

Blood trickled from his nose and split lip where the uppercut had landed.

"You actually landed a punch me?"

His grip tightened.

"You just signed your death warrant, motherfucker."

Denzel stared at him.

’He... he took the hit so he could land a KO...’

’Hehe, I spoke too soon’

’This guy is a beast.’

Patrick’s other hand stretched out once more.

Fire gathered around it, burning so intensely that it nearly glowed white.

The heat washed over Denzel’s face, burning brighter than your average fire as Patrick screamed loudly, prepared to land the inevitable hit.

Or so he thought.

Right then, Denzel’s hand moved, blocking his face as Patrick’s attack landed directly against his palm.

A violent surge of pain raced through Denzel’s arm, making it feel as though the bones in his hand had cracked apart.

The skin of his palm sizzled instantly, the intense heat burning flesh on contact

But Denzel didn’t waver. It was do or die

He grabbed onto Patrick’s arm with one hand while using the other to hold onto the his shirt.

Then, in one swift motion, he yanked Patrick toward him.

CRACK!

The headbutt landed squarely on Patrick’s nose with a sickening impact.

And instantly, blood exploded from his nostrils.

Patrick’s head snapped backward from the force.

Denzel bared his teeth in a savage grin, refusing to loosen his grip.

"You wanna kill me? Well, have a go, you pussy!" he snarled.

— End of Chapter 78 —