Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Pfft."

Sylvia couldn't help but chuckle softly as she looked at the ten freshly prepared Golden Scale Dragon Carp dishes in front of her. "So, this was your plan all along, huh?"

"Of course! I've got to conquer your taste buds too, my dear wife."

"Yeah, right. Let's see what's so special about this Golden Scale Dragon Carp." Sylvia snorted lightly, but soon reached for one of the dishes.

Each of the ten plates featured the same fish, prepared in three different ways. Yet, for some reason, despite the identical cooking methods, each dish had a slightly different flavor, each with its own unique charm.

As she ate, even Sylvia's eyes began to sparkle, completely absorbed in the deliciousness.

"Mmm, this one's pretty good."

"This one's really good too!"

"How strange. They're all steamed, but the flavors are still a bit different. What kind of weird spices did you use?"

Normally cool and composed, Sylvia couldn't help but let a bit of happiness slip through as she savored the food. At one point, she even shyly picked up a piece of fish and fed it to Timothy.

The small room was filled with a warm, cozy atmosphere. The interaction between the two was so intimate, it felt like their affection could melt the entire house.

Meanwhile, Azura stood off to the side, completely ignored.

Watching them flaunt their love was already painful enough, but there was something even worse.

The blatant favoritism!

Timothy had only given her one measly Golden Scale Dragon Carp, claiming he didn't want her to gain weight. But when it came to Goddess Sylvia, ten fish didn't even seem like enough!

Ugh, seriously? Azura thought, Doesn't the goddess ever worry about getting chubby? This is just one big public display of affection!

Azura had overlooked one important detail, though.

A Holy Emperor-level being could communicate with the purest spiritual energy of the world. Even without actively using their powers, they constantly absorbed spiritual energy, which kept their bodies in perfect condition. So, for someone like Sylvia, gaining weight was never an issue. Her body would always remain at its most beautiful, frozen in time.

But just as Azura was hanging her head in defeat, she suddenly felt a gentle breeze sweep past her.

Surprised, she looked up and saw Sylvia holding a plate of Golden Scale Dragon Carp, her voice soft. "Did you get enough to eat earlier? Want some more?"

Azura noticed something unusual—there was a faint, almost imperceptible smile on Sylvia's otherwise flawless face, like ice melting in the spring.

The goddess… can smile like that?

For a moment, Azura was completely stunned.

She had heard stories about Sylvia, the Holy Emperor of the human race, long ago. There were even rumors among the dragons that Sylvia was their greatest enemy. Such fear spoke volumes about her coldness and terrifying power.

Yet now, while Sylvia's pride and authority remained unshaken when it came to matters of the world, there were subtle, almost unnoticeable changes in her demeanor when it came to smaller, more personal things.

Azura could easily guess the reason behind this shift.

All of these changes in the goddess… they seem to stem from Timothy's quiet influence, from all those times he's shamelessly flaunted their relationship.

And the reason for that? Well, hardly anyone knew.

"Why are you crying? There's plenty here for you too. If you want more, just eat. Once you reach the Holy Emperor level, you won't have to worry about gaining weight anymore."

Seeing Azura's teary-eyed expression, Timothy couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay."

That one sentence completely moved Azura.

Azura nodded firmly, then suddenly wrapped her arms around Sylvia's leg. "Waaah, Sister Sylvia, I'm sticking with you from now on!"

Of course, her other hand quickly latched onto Timothy. "And for these Golden Scale Dragon Carp, this Dragon King will take you flying across the world!"

Though her voice was small, Azura's words were filled with sincerity, despite the slight embarrassment in her tone.

Timothy couldn't help but chuckle at her antics.

In that moment, it seemed Azura had completely forgotten that her contract with Timothy was only for a year. And now, that time was almost up.

Before long, Azura eagerly joined in on the feast, devouring the Golden Scale Dragon Carp with enthusiasm. She soon noticed that, while her own eating was more of a ravenous frenzy, the goddess's movements were elegant and composed, yet her appetite was no less impressive.

"Count me in too!" Timothy chimed in, joining the fray.

The two humans and one dragon tore through the ten plates of Golden Scale Dragon Carp like a storm, the food disappearing before their eyes at an astonishing speed.

Amid the sweet and cozy atmosphere, the room felt even warmer and more inviting.

After what seemed like ages, they finally finished off every last bit of the Golden Scale Dragon Carp.

Azura, satisfied, patted her non-existent belly.

With the big meeting scheduled for tomorrow, Sylvia needed to return to the main hall to handle some remaining affairs.

Azura immediately raised her hand, volunteering enthusiastically. "I'll escort the goddess back to the hall!" Explore more stories with empire

"You? Well, fine, if you insist," Timothy said, shaking his head with a helpless smile at Azura's determined expression.

Sylvia and Timothy exchanged a knowing glance, sharing a quiet smile. Then, the two figures—one tall, one small—turned and left together.

As Sylvia's figure gradually disappeared from view, Timothy finally turned back to the table.

There was still one plate left—he had made an extra dish earlier, thinking they might need more, but now it sat there untouched.

What should I do with this…? Timothy stared at the last plate of Golden Scale Dragon Carp, lost in thought.

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Blooming Sanctuary.

Holy Maiden Aeliana sat alone in her room, staring at the letter in her hand about tomorrow's Sky Sanctuary meeting. Despite her prestigious title, she felt utterly lonely.

The once-proud Holy Maiden now seemed forlorn, her expression pitiful.

"This is too much!" Aeliana sniffled, her voice filled with grievance.

There was no need to guess—Timothy and Sylvia were probably still busy showing off their love in every possible way. Even Azura had betrayed the Single Ladies' Club, leaving Aeliana all alone.

The loneliness and the pain of being surrounded by others' affection—it was the most heart-wrenching sorrow in the world!

Curled up in the corner of her room, the poor Holy Maiden's eyes even glistened with unshed tears.

But just then, she suddenly lifted her head.

Before her, the space seemed to ripple and distort.

From within the distortion, a beautifully arranged plate appeared, floating in midair.

On the plate was none other than the Golden Scale Dragon Carp, prepared in three different ways.

The rich aroma filled the room, and Aeliana couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"What is this…?"

Her gaze was dazed as she reached out and took the plate, still in a bit of a fog.

The space returned to normal, the distortion vanishing without a trace.

Aeliana stared at the Golden Scale Dragon Carp for a long moment, completely stunned.

But then, the Holy Maiden, who had been feeling so pitiful and wronged just moments ago, found a small smile creeping onto her lips.

And that smile… was warm.