Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"How about we sit down for a bit?" Sylvia flashed a bright smile, looking at Timothy.

The air seemed to carry a cold, tense vibe.

Timothy was completely stunned.

Last time, he thought he'd never come back to a place like this again. He had just brushed off the woman casually, thinking it was no big deal.

But now, here he was, on a date with Sylvia, and to make things worse, they had run into her!

"Wow, she's beautiful. Is she your..."

The woman glanced at Sylvia, froze for a second, and then realized something was off.

Years of experience kicked in, and she quickly tried to backtrack, forcing an awkward smile. "Oh, no, no, don't get the wrong idea, miss. I was just joking! Really, this gentleman has never been here before, and he definitely hasn't kissed any of our girls. I swear, he hasn't! Do I look like someone who would lie?"

Timothy: "..."

This is just making it worse! At this rate, even if I jumped into the Yellow River, I wouldn't be able to clear my name!

"Timothy, care to explain?" Sylvia was already smiling, stepping closer, one step at a time.

"Honey, let me weasel my way out of this—no, wait, I mean, let me explain! Babe, no, please!"

In the noisy alley, Sylvia's laughter echoed, cold and sharp like the sound of silver bells.

After a while, the woman looked at the two of them, clearly confused.

The girl in front of her was stunningly beautiful, and her delicate hands looked soft and gentle.

But why was it that when her tiny fists, like little buns, hit Timothy's chest, he was coughing up blood?

"Man, young people these days are so weak. Good thing I didn't let one of our girls go with him," the woman sighed, watching the couple. Despite the scary atmosphere, they were clearly flirting and teasing each other, showing just how much they were in love.

Seeing them flaunt their affection, the woman quietly slipped away, feeling a bit out of place.

...

Some time later, after a lot of smooth talking and with Azura's testimony, Timothy finally managed to explain the situation, though it still felt a bit weak.

"Hmph, even if you say that..." Sylvia huffed, turning away coldly.

She understood the gist of what had happened, but it was clear she was still a little upset—and not the kind of upset that could be easily soothed.

"Honey, didn't you want to go on a date? Where should we go next?"

"Hmph!"

"Babe, there's a candy shop up ahead. Want to check it out?"

"Hmph!"

"Sweetheart, not gonna lie, I've actually learned a secret technique for... well, you know..."

"Hmph!"

Faced with Sylvia's three consecutive "hmphs," Timothy knew that today, she wasn't going to be as easy to appease as usual.

"Looks like I've got no choice but to use that."

Timothy gritted his teeth and finally decided to unleash his hidden, ultimate move.

He opened up the Path of Love Letters he had received from the system last time.
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Ding! Detected that the goddess is in a bad mood. Unlocking a new chapter of the Path of Love Letters.

Golden light shimmered, and alongside the usual romantic or CEO-style confessions, a new chapter appeared.

"Wait, are you seriously going to write a love letter full of puns?"

Everyone knows that puns can be some of the cringiest jokes out there.

To this day, Timothy still remembers when a friend once joked, "No one can stop me, except my 'blue boss'!"—the awkwardness of that moment was something he'd never forget...

"Is this love letter really going to work?" Timothy wondered, but recalling the system's previous successes, he decided to give it a shot.

"Darling," Timothy said, his gaze locking onto Sylvia's, suddenly steady and filled with affection.

"Hmm?" Sylvia was about to respond with another playful huff when she noticed the seriousness in his eyes.

"What... are you up to?"

Before she could finish, Timothy's voice turned smooth and melodic: "My goddess, yesterday I took a potion. Do you know what kind?"

Sylvia blinked, confused. "What?"

"It was the 'miss you' elixir~"

"You're insane!" Sylvia laughed, but Timothy wasn't done.

"Sweetheart, yesterday I went to plant crops. Guess what I planted? My 'roots' for you!"

"Stop it! How can you say such cheesy things?" Sylvia tried to keep a straight face, but Timothy pressed on.

"Babe, I went to have some noodles. What kind? The 'I miss you' kind!"

"Darling, I went fishing today. What did I catch? The 'love you forever' fish."

"Sweetie, I had a drink today. What did I drink? The 'with you till the end' brew."

"…"

As cringeworthy as it was, even passersby who overheard couldn't help but shiver and glance at Timothy like he'd lost his mind.

But Sylvia's reaction was different.

"Pfft!"

She couldn't hold it in anymore. The cold, distant air around her melted away as she burst into laughter.

"How do you even come up with these puns?" Sylvia clutched her stomach, laughing so hard it hurt. Her beautiful face softened, the icy expression completely gone.

"For you, babe, I can come up with any pun in the world," Timothy grinned, surprised at how effective the Love Letters had been. Sure, the puns were awkward, but they had a strange charm to them.

"Hmph, fine. I get the gist of what happened. Since you didn't lie to me, I'll forgive you this time," Sylvia huffed, though a small smile tugged at her lips.

"Haha, you're the best, babe!" Timothy gave her a thumbs up.

He gently took Sylvia's soft hand, and this time, she didn't pull away.

"But don't think I'm some naive girl. Sweet words alone won't fool me again!" Sylvia gave him a slightly resentful look.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't dare," Timothy replied, though he couldn't help but think that Sylvia wasn't all that different from a naive girl. "By the way, didn't you want to listen to some music on our date? Let's go."

"Hmph, fine, let's go."

Though her words sounded like she was still upset, the playful banter between them was more intimate than most newlyweds on their honeymoon.

Watching this scene unfold, Azura, who had been standing nearby, felt like she'd just been force-fed a mouthful of sugar.

"Ugh, so cheesy," she muttered, shivering at the memory of Timothy's pun-filled love letter. She couldn't believe Sylvia had actually fallen for it!

Love between humans was just too strange—something a dragon like her could never fully understand.

Meanwhile, Timothy and Sylvia had already entered the Blooming Hall.

"Timothy!" A voice called out.

Sylphina, along with several young women from the Sea Serpent clan, stood up excitedly as soon as they saw Timothy. Their faces were filled with admiration and gratitude.

Timothy had not only saved several members of the Sea Serpent clan but had also helped them defeat the Beast King's forces. To them, he was practically a hero.

Seeing him again, their emotions were a mix of excitement and awe.

"It's been a while," Sylphina said softly, walking up to him with a gentle smile.

But just as she approached, she and the other Sea Serpent clan members suddenly noticed the figure walking beside Timothy.

"Who is this…?"

At that moment, all the dragons present felt an overwhelming, icy aura—majestic and awe-inspiring.

This aura…

"It's… Goddess Sylvia!"