Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Melodious notes flowed from the harp strings, graceful and winding, lingering in the air.

Nearby, a young Sea Serpent girl, dressed in a vibrant, multicolored dress, danced to the music, her makeup delicate and flawless.

Her skirt swayed gently with her movements, flowing elegantly.

Though their bloodline wasn't as pure as the dragons', and their strength couldn't compare, the Sea Serpent tribe had worked tirelessly to integrate into human society, despite being marginalized by other beast clans.

Their singing and dancing had been honed through years of practice.

Their skill was far beyond what the ordinary women on Folly Lane could ever hope to achieve.

A few practitioners seated on the second floor, watching the performance, were completely mesmerized.

Compared to human women, the Sea Serpent girls seemed to possess an extra touch of allure.

And when paired with such exceptional singing and dancing, it was hard not to get lost in the moment.

However, the Sea Serpent girls beside Sylphina had their attention entirely focused on the second floor.

They could clearly see what was happening up there.

And their gazes were all drawn to two particular people.

Timothy had just peeled a nut and gently pressed it against Sylvia's lips, smiling as he said, "This nut's pretty good. Try it, honey."

"Who wants to try that?!"

Even though there weren't many people in the Blooming Hall, Sylvia still felt a bit embarrassed by such an intimate gesture.

Especially since she had this strange feeling that the Sea Serpent girls below kept sneaking glances in their direction.

"Ahem."

At that moment, Timothy cleared his throat.

A wave of pressure, emanating from Ocean's Gate, spread outwards.

In the entire Blooming Hall, even the strongest among them, Sylphina, was only at the late Mystic Core stage.

The aura swept across the room like a towering mountain, vast and unyielding.

Instantly, the Sea Serpent girls felt a chill run down their spines.

They quickly averted their gazes, not daring to look up again.

Their eyes, however, still betrayed a hint of shock.

Just as the rumors said, Timothy's strength was indeed terrifying.

And this was just Timothy. If Goddess Sylvia were to unleash her full power…

They didn't even want to imagine how terrifying that would be.

With no one watching them anymore, the aroma of the nut Timothy held lingered in the air.

Sylvia shot Timothy a playful glare but eventually gave in, parting her lips slightly to accept the nut he had peeled for her.

"The taste… it's not bad."

The nut was crisp and fragrant, though clearly of lower quality than the ones she used to eat. Yet, for some reason, it tasted completely different from anything she'd had before.

Sylvia let out a soft, indifferent hum, pretending not to care as she continued watching the Sea Serpent girls' performance.

But suddenly, she peeled a nut herself and held it up to Timothy's lips.

"Honey, what's this about?"

Timothy blinked in surprise, a bit confused as he looked at Sylvia's cool, emotionless face.

"Hmph, you fed me. If I don't feed you back, wouldn't I be at a loss?"

Sylvia huffed, her stunning face showing a hint of disdain, though it was clearly just an act.

Timothy couldn't help but burst into laughter.

When it came to being tsundere, Goddess Sylvia was undoubtedly number one. No one else even came close.

She might act cold and aloof, but here she was, peeling a nut for him.

Who else could pull off something like that?

Without hesitation, Timothy took a bite—not just of the nut, but his lips moved a little further forward.

In an instant, Sylvia felt a soft nibble on her fingers.

It was as if Timothy wanted to eat the entire nut, and… he even gave her fingers a gentle kiss!

The delicate fingers that had been holding the nut suddenly tingled with a strange, electric sensation.

Sylvia never expected this to happen, and her face instantly flushed a deep red from Timothy's bold move.

"What are you doing?!"

She could no longer maintain her usual cold and aloof demeanor.

"Eating the nut, of course. The ones you peel taste way better than any others," Timothy said with a slight smile.

"Then why did you bite my finger?!"

"Well, it was just too good. I couldn't help but take another bite. Besides, that last bite tasted even better than the nut itself."

Timothy paused, as if deep in thought, then suddenly lit up as if he'd had a revelation. "I get it now! That taste—it's your scent, honey. I guess you could call it… a 'Goddess Sylvia-flavored' nut!"

"Ahhh! You scoundrel!"

"I'm only a scoundrel for you, though."

With just a few words, Timothy had completely turned the tables.

Even though Sylvia was a Holy Emperor-level powerhouse, a goddess of the Sky Sanctuary, she couldn't seem to gain the upper hand. Her face grew hotter and redder, and even her delicate ears were tinged with a faint blush.

"By the way, honey, just watching them dance isn't much fun. There's a harp right here—how about we put on a little show of our own? I'll play, and you dance. Let's see how we compare to these Sea Serpent girls."

Timothy's sudden suggestion caught Sylvia off guard.

"Dance?"

Her gaze froze for a moment. She hadn't expected him to suggest that.

It wasn't that she couldn't dance. With her level of understanding, she could master almost anything with just a glance. Even dances that took others a lifetime to perfect—she could perform them effortlessly, reaching heights that most practitioners could never dream of.

But…

There wasn't a single person in the world who was worthy of her dancing to their music.

"You can play the harp?" Sylvia asked, her voice soft as she looked at Timothy.

"Of course."

Timothy smiled as he picked up the harp beside him.

Even without relying on any system skills, his understanding of music was more than enough to play a song. It wasn't a challenge at all.

As his fingers lightly touched the strings, the harp began to hum.

The strings trembled, producing a melody that was both deep and graceful, yet still carried a sense of grandeur.

Below, the Sea Serpent girls continued to dance to the music.

Timothy, holding the harp, glanced at the beautiful figure beside him, unable to resist playing for her.

The notes floated into the air.

There was no sheet music, no pre-planned rhythm.

Each note seemed to flow naturally, as if it was meant to be born in that very moment.

The strings quivered three times, each sound more captivating than the last.

In this perfect, yet somehow unfamiliar melody, it felt as though snow was falling—soft, white flakes covering the ground.

And amidst the snow, a stunning figure began to dance.

The cold winter snow couldn't compare to her cool elegance.

Yet, despite her ethereal, almost otherworldly grace, there was a subtle, playful smile hidden within her movements.

Sylphina and the dragon girl beside her were both drawn to the enchanting music, their gazes drifting upward.

What they saw left them in awe.

Accompanied by the beautiful melody, the figure that everyone feared and revered seemed to be swept up in the music as well.

Her light blue dress fluttered in the cold air, and her flawless, delicate figure—so breathtakingly beautiful—began to move gracefully with the rhythm.