Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

At this moment, the long and grueling battle was finally nearing its end.

Many of the ghost soldiers, panting and standing still, glanced around, noticing the unexpectedly sweet scene unfolding before them. They exchanged bewildered looks, unsure if they could believe what they were seeing.

After all, they hadn't forgotten.

When Sylvia had first arrived, her cold gaze swept over the battlefield below, radiating an aura of icy arrogance.

That overwhelming pressure she exuded—it was something even the strongest Holy Emperor-level warriors couldn't match.

In just a few moments, she had commanded the respect of the ghost soldiers, who didn't dare to meet her eyes.

But now…

"Uh…"

For a moment, none of the ghost soldiers knew what to say.

At the same time, watching Sylvia—now flushed with embarrassment—chasing after Timothy in such a playful manner, Erelyn couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The more she watched, the harder it was to suppress her amusement. She murmured softly, "I can't believe it… After all these years, Sylvia's still the same."

"Huh?"

Sylvia, who had been struggling to catch up to Timothy, suddenly noticed the strange looks around her. She quickly realized that Erelyn was watching her, smiling warmly.

That seemingly casual comment drifted into Sylvia's ears, and in an instant, it caused a huge wave of emotion to crash over her.
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Recalling her childish behavior while chasing Timothy, Sylvia's face turned even redder, and she stood there awkwardly.

Oh no, I've totally embarrassed myself!

Even Erelyn thinks I haven't grown up at all after all these years. She's probably disappointed in me!

Sylvia's eyes went wide with panic, unsure of what to do next.

Timothy's method of shrinking her down had definitely helped break the ice between her and Erelyn, but she hadn't expected things to take such a turn.

Great, not only did I ruin my image, but now Erelyn probably thinks even less of me!

Sylvia anxiously hopped in place, desperately trying to think of a way to salvage the situation.

But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't come up with any excuse for her childish behavior.

From any angle, it was clear—she had acted just like a little kid!

Just as Sylvia was spiraling into panic, Erelyn floated down beside her.

Bending down, her voice soft and gentle, she asked, "Sylvia, is he your boyfriend?"

Following Erelyn's gaze, Sylvia looked over at Timothy.

A moment ago, he had been flicking her forehead, teasing her with that carefree attitude of his.

But now, as he stood there calmly, he looked every bit the part of a dignified and striking figure.

Every movement he made carried an effortless grace that seemed beyond the ordinary.

More importantly, the playful glint in his eyes had softened into a smile that was… oddly captivating.

As Sylvia thought back to Timothy's true intentions behind his earlier actions, her gaze lingered on him for a moment longer than usual.

At the same time, she felt the warmth and understanding in Erelyn's eyes.

Clearly, Erelyn hadn't been bothered by her childish behavior at all.

In fact… it seemed like she was a little intrigued by Timothy?

Well, it had been hundreds of years, after all.

In that moment, Sylvia suddenly felt the weight of time—the long years that had passed since they last saw each other.

Lifting her head again, a hint of confidence returned to Sylvia's expression.

She couldn't help but smile slightly, then nodded seriously. "Yeah, he's… my boyfriend now."

Though her voice still carried a trace of shyness, Sylvia smiled, finally feeling at ease.

"Oh? Is that so? I didn't expect you to be Sylvia's boyfriend."

Contrary to what Sylvia had feared, Erelyn chuckled at her response, her gaze toward Timothy filled with curiosity and delight.

"I could tell from the way Sylvia was acting just now—she seemed a little embarrassed to admit it. But with the way you two are, there's no way you're not a couple. And I bet you're one of those super lovey-dovey couples too!"

Erelyn nodded confidently, but then her eyes lit up with excitement, like she was about to dive into some juicy gossip. She leaned in closer, her curiosity piqued. "But I'm a little curious—how exactly did you two become a couple? Sylvia's not as mischievous as she used to be. When she arrived here, she looked so grown-up, all cold and aloof. She's changed a lot.

So, who chased who? How did you manage to win her over? Come on, spill the details!"

She grinned mischievously, leaning even closer to Timothy's ear. "In exchange, I can tell you some of Sylvia's childhood secrets. Including… the time she wet the bed~"

Erelyn's voice was full of mystery and intrigue, clearly hoping to strike a deal that would benefit both sides.

"Now that's a good offer!"

Though it was Timothy's first time meeting the Netherworld Princess that Sylvia had always talked about, this proposal instantly shot Erelyn's likability through the roof in his eyes.

Who would've thought the Netherworld Princess was so much like him? They were clearly kindred spirits.

This was going to be fun.

"I'm in. But Princess, you better not go back on your word."

"Don't worry, I always keep my promises. And it's not just the bed-wetting story—I've got plenty more embarrassing tales from Sylvia's childhood that no one else knows…"

"Deal!"

Without hesitation, Timothy and Erelyn sealed the agreement with a high-five, perfectly in sync.

The thought of hearing about the Goddess's bed-wetting days, along with even juicier stories… These secrets could be the ultimate leverage!

Timothy could hardly wait to hear Erelyn's stories, so he decided to show some good faith and start first.

"Alright then, I'll tell you how I won over the Goddess. It all started with a love letter…"

"Stop! You two, stop talking right now!"

Sylvia, who had been listening to their conversation from the side, was in full-blown panic mode.

She had originally thought that Erelyn might not take to Timothy right away, given it was their first meeting. But she never imagined that in just a few moments, they'd be completely on the same page.

And now… now they were about to exchange stories about how she wet the bed as a kid!

"This is so unfair!"

Sylvia, feeling utterly wronged, squeezed herself between the two of them, using her body as a barrier to try and stop this terrifying exchange of information.

Though she managed to interrupt their conversation, she could still hear Timothy and Erelyn laughing on either side of her.

"Ughhh!"

The laughter alone was enough to wound her pride.

At that moment, Sylvia suddenly felt like all her dignity as the mighty Goddess Sylvia had been completely shattered.

Bullying a poor little 600-year-old kid like this… It's just too much!