Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Can you believe Goddess Sylvia is... not there?"

On her way back to the Themyscira Sect, Thalia seemed a bit dazed.

She couldn't believe that after finally getting everything ready, Goddess Sylvia would choose this exact moment to leave the Sky Sanctuary.

The Courtship Revelry Festival was something Thalia had come up with after days of intense thought and effort.

She had been preparing for this moment for countless days, pinning all her hopes on it.

But she never expected to fail for a reason that sounded almost absurd!

'Why would Goddess Sylvia suddenly leave the Sky Sanctuary?' Thalia was utterly baffled.

As a goddess of supreme status, there was really nothing that Sylvia needed to handle personally.

Over the years, except for meetings with other Holy Emperor forces, the goddess rarely left the Sky Sanctuary.

But of course, it had to be now.

Elder Turner from the Sky Sanctuary mentioned that Timothy was accompanying Goddess Sylvia on some important matter.

After talking more with Elder Turner, Thalia learned that the goddess seemed to have grown somewhat closer to Timothy recently.

"Could it be..."

A suspicion arose in her mind, but Thalia quickly shook her head to dismiss it.

Rumors had it that Timothy had awakened the Enlightenment Body, and his talents and insights were said to be terrifying, so it was normal for him to catch the goddess's attention.

More importantly, as a fervent follower of the goddess, she believed she knew well what kind of person the goddess was.

Proud, aloof, and not one to regard anyone highly.

Even the worlds beyond the Elant continent weren't worthy of shaking the goddess's unbreakable spirit.

Even though it had been nearly a hundred years since the goddess last mentioned the "Uselessness of Spiritual Partners."

But Goddess Sylvia, of all people, would surely have nothing to do with romance.

Especially not with just a disciple who was still growing.

Strictly speaking, the goddess and Timothy even had a mentor-disciple relationship.

How could the goddess possibly engage in such a thing?

On this point, Thalia would even stake her own reputation as a guarantee.

With her carefully planned scheme falling through, Thalia couldn't help feeling a bit regretful as she headed back towards the Themyscira Sect, pondering what to do next.

As she was about to reach Petalfall Glen, suddenly, she sensed a very familiar presence.

This presence, usually cold and majestic, now carried a hint of vulnerability.

"Strange, why does this feel so familiar?

Wait! Could this presence be..."

Thalia, initially puzzled, suddenly widened her eyes in shock as she stared into the woods.

Unconsciously, her body began to tremble slightly.

Thalia wanted to look, yet she was afraid to see.

It took a great deal of resolve before she finally covered her eyes with spiritual power and looked into the forest.

Through the dense layers of branches and leaves, she clearly saw the figure she had revered and missed day and night — Goddess Sylvia!

But she was not as Thalia remembered.

The goddess, though still somewhat her usual aloof self, had a slight blush on her ethereally beautiful face.

Her autumnal eyes shimmered with captivating emotions.

"How could Goddess Sylvia show such an expression!"

Thalia turned her head slightly, but when she clearly saw who was beside her, it felt like a thunderbolt had struck her heart.

The goddess, with her delicate and boneless body, was leaning slightly, and she was resting against... Timothy's shoulder!

"Timothy, how could it be him? This can't be right."

Thalia's mind was in turmoil, not just because the goddess was meeting privately with Timothy.

More importantly, she couldn't imagine that the goddess, who once penned the 'Uselessness of Spiritual Partners' and held herself so high, could actually... fall in love?

Even as Thalia tried to convince herself that the goddess was merely sitting with Timothy by chance, the reality in front of her left no room for argument.

The goddess's eyes were soft with affection, her cheeks naturally flushed without any makeup, and she leaned on Timothy's shoulder without any reservations.

This scene left no room for further explanations.

The goddess was truly in love, and with Timothy of all people!

"Why, why would even the goddess succumb to this?"

Thalia felt like she was about to collapse, her face turning pale in an instant.

What she saw shattered everything she had ever believed in.

All this time, Thalia had held the goddess as her ultimate example.

She revered the goddess, devoted herself to learning from her, and believed in her teachings about the 'Uselessness of Spiritual Partners'.

But she had never imagined that one day the goddess would...

Even the goddess was in love, what was everything she had stood for all this time?

"Crack."

Thalia felt as if she could hear her heart breaking as she staggered back towards the Themyscira Sect.

Her eyes were blank, her nose tingled, and it felt like tears were about to fall.

"Why, why is this happening!"

All that was left in Thalia's heart was a cry close to despair.

...

In the quiet of the woods, Timothy noticed a fleeting presence and his gaze sharpened slightly.

"Never mind, I'll deal with her later," Sylvia said at that moment.

Timothy looked puzzled. "My love, are you sure you don't want to catch her now?

Wait a minute."

Timothy suddenly smiled slyly. "My dear, you're not going to catch her now because you don't want to break the mood, or even..."

"What, no, it's just that I think she wouldn't dare to speak out. I'm giving her a chance to reflect, not what you're thinking!" Sylvia immediately retorted in a fluster.

But as the cherry blossoms slowly fell, her evasive gaze and a hint of shyness that she couldn't hide were all noticed by Timothy.

The forest was silent except for the occasional crisp bird calls and falling petals.

Such a serene and beautiful scene was definitely an opportunity not to be missed.

Any man would surely seize such a moment.

"I don't believe it."

Timothy smiled as he moved closer, slowly pressing forward.

"What are you doing!"

Sylvia stepped back slightly.

But her small step back was almost as if she hadn't moved at all.

Timothy said helplessly, "My love, your thoughts are really too easy to guess."

"Thoughts? What thoughts? I only stepped back a little, but I meant it!"

Timothy no longer believed Sylvia's words.

With just a little force, the mighty Holy Emperor was pressed down by him.

Leaves and cherry blossoms fell all around, birds chirped crisply in the forest, and Sylvia's dark hair spread across the ground.

Her soft lips were gently covered...