My Taboo Harem System

Chapter 112: The day

The sun rose over the village, marking the day Denzel had spent so long preparing for...the day of the duel with Patrick.

A heavy sigh escaped his lips.

’Today’s the day, innit?...’

The words echoed in his mind as he slowly pushed himself upright from the bed. A low grunt left him as he ran a hand across his face, the warm rays of the morning sun gently washing over his features.

Today was the day of the duel.

Yet, more than anything else, what truly surprised Denzel was the feeling stirring within him.

There was no such tension.

For the first time in a long while, he hadn’t woken up with absolute confidence. Deep down, he couldn’t honestly say he believed he could low-diff Patrick in the duel.

After all, he still hadn’t mastered his ability.

And even if he eventually did, he wasn’t convinced it would be one of the stronger ones.

Denzel let out another grunt as he climbed to his feet.

"Well... it looks like I just have to keep moving. At least now that Antonia knows about my issues with Patrick, she won’t be completely upset that I didn’t make it to work today."

"Maybe I can get through this entire duel with Patrick and still come out alive. And then I can have some nice aloneee time with one of my harem. Hehe."

He fell silent for a brief moment before his eyes narrowed.

’But judging by the fact that Patrick wants to have the duel far outside the town, it’s quite obvious that he probably plans to kill me without putting a stain on his name.’

His hands slowly tightened into fists.

’Well... it won’t be that easy. I already have plans for him. Since I can’t take him on on the magical aspect, everything depends on one thing... my physical abilities.’

His gaze slowly drifted toward a trouser and a long sleeve white shirt.

After he had gotten dressed, he muttered under his breath.

"System, show me my personal info."

The instant he muttered this, the familiar system notification materialized before him, displaying his current status.

[Name: Denzel Ridrat]

[Age: 22 Years]

[Strength: 90]

[Agility: 70]

[Sense: 50]

[Vitality: 50]

[Stamina: 50]

[Mana: 15/15]

[Rank: D]

[Harem: 3]

[Taboo Points: 0]

[Titles Acquired: [The Motherfucker] [Marathon Man] [The Survivor]]

Denzel stared at his stats for a few moments before narrowing his eyes.

’My Strength is at 90. All I need to do is get it up to 100. If I can do that... then I can advance towards the duel with a single plan- Whether or not I can land a knockout blow on Patrick.’

’Dragging the fight out will only result in more injuries on my part. That means I have to end the fight as quickly as possible. I’ll use my full strength and land a knockout... or at least a hit powerful enough to bring him close to being knocked out.’

He nodded slightly.

’Yeah... that’s the best plan I can come up with right now. Besides, I obviously don’t want to expose my abilities to anyone. I need to keep everything under control before I start attracting unnecessary attention to myself...Therefore, if I do end up revealing to Patrick that I have an ability...’

’...I’ll have to kill him.’

The thought lingered for only a second before Denzel abruptly shook his head.

’No... killing him would be stupid.’

’All the guards already knows that the village chief’s son challenged me to a duel. If he suddenly goes missing, it’ll be obvious who did it.’

’And I seriously doubt the chief is going to give a fuck about Patrick’s pact with me that nothing would happen if I killed him...which he wrote while he was angry.’

’That means my best option is simply to beat the fucker until he submits. That’s the safest guarantee I have.’

A faint smile appeared on his face.

’Hmm... well then. Let’s see how today goes.’

With that, Denzel got dressed.

At this point, it was still very early in the morning, probably not even six o’clock yet.

As he stepped out of his room, the rich aroma of freshly prepared food drifted into his nose, immediately catching his attention.

’Hmm... someone’s cooking. And it’s still this early.’

He glanced back at his system stats, running his gaze between it.

’Maybe... just maybe... I can get the ten points I need to push my Strength to 100 stat. I mean, I noticed considerable increase in my strength when I faced Patrick, and I was at 70 strength stat back then. So if I get to a hundred, maybe one hit will be able to get me the K.O. I need.’

’Yeah...seems like a risk worth taking.’

Without wasting another second, Denzel casually made his way toward the kitchen.

A few moments later, he stepped inside and was greeted by the comforting warmth radiating from the fire.

Standing before the stove, preparing breakfast, was none other than Maria.

Upon hearing his footsteps, Maria—who was dressed in a tightly fitted mini dress that hugged her figure and highlighted the curves of her bootilicious ass—paused what she was doing and turned toward him.

The instant her eyes met his, her cheeks flushed a soft shade of red.

"Denzel, Good morning...How are you up this early?"

She asked before turning her attention back to the fire.

Denzel gave a small smile, his eyes flickering to have a good look of her curvy figure.

"Good morning mum...umm...I’m fine honestly...I just had a pretty rough night."

His gaze lingered on Maria as a thought crossed his mind.

’It’s been quite a while since I actually had some alone time with Maria.’

’It’s almost making me feel as though I’m neglecting her. She was my first fuck, I should treat her better, shouldn’t I?’

He let out a quiet chuckle to himself.

’Maybe that’s it.I’ll use her to get the ten points I need.’

With that thought, a despicable smirk spread across Denzel’s face as he slowly stepped closer to Maria.