Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Chapter 285 Old friend

The sky was gradually darkening, and the last rays of the setting sun slowly faded away.

But at this moment, Blooming Sanctuary still seemed to be filled with a lively and joyful atmosphere.

In the distance, bonfires were blazing, and every now and then, the excited singing of female disciples echoed through the air.

Next to him, the soft, cool figure of Sylvia carried a faint, intoxicating scent of orchids, making it hard for Timothy not to get lost in the moment.

"Babe, how about we stay the night here at Blooming Sanctuary?" Timothy asked with a slight smile.

He had just gotten the Beast Monarch Essence from the dunecrab in the Desolate Wastes, so he was feeling pretty confident this time.

"Tonight… maybe not," Sylvia replied, a little shy but firm in her refusal.

Her answer caught Timothy slightly off guard.

After all, lately, his goddess had seemed a bit… unsatisfied. Ahem.

Worried that Timothy might misunderstand, Sylvia quickly tried to explain: "It's just… I have somewhere I need to go tonight."

Her voice dropped a little as she spoke, sounding unexpectedly somber.

She walked alone to the edge of the peak, gazing up at the pitch-black night sky.

The soft moonlight bathed her in a gentle glow.

A breeze swept by, causing her long hair and light blue dress to sway softly in the wind.

Her eyes were like water, but with a hint of coldness.

Her skin was as fair as snow, with a faint blush beneath the surface.

Her slender waist seemed impossibly delicate, and her smooth, jade-like limbs were exposed, exuding an alluring grace.

Under the moon's radiance, her stunning beauty seemed almost otherworldly.

Yet, beyond the coolness, there was a barely perceptible trace of sadness.

"That's strange…"

Timothy noticed something was off.

In all the time he'd known her, he had never seen Sylvia look so sorrowful.

'And what did she mean by going somewhere else?'

Just then, a quiet voice drifted over from the distance, landing softly beside Timothy.

Golden hair, with a touch of seductive charm—this figure was none other than Holy Maiden Aeliana.

But this time, there was none of her usual playful teasing. Aeliana stood silently, gazing at Sylvia, who was standing alone on the peak, without saying a word.

It seemed like she knew something.

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"Dong, dong."

At that moment, a deep, resonant bell rang out from afar.

The sound of the bell signaled that midnight had arrived.

Sylvia turned to glance at Timothy, her cool eyes softening with a trace of affection.

But as the bell tolled, she rose into the air, riding the wind, and flew off into the distance.

"Where's Sylvia going?" Timothy couldn't help but ask as he watched her figure disappear into the night.

"To pay respects to someone she lost," Aeliana answered softly.

"Someone she lost?"

"Yeah."

Aeliana hesitated for a moment before deciding to reveal the truth: "Actually, Sylvia's path to becoming a goddess wasn't as smooth as it seems.

Sylvia's talent and potential were once considered among the best on the entire continent of Elant. Even the most renowned prodigies of the time couldn't compare to her.

But just when her strength was recognized by the world, both of her parents—who were also Holy Emperor-level figures—disappeared without a trace."

"The fact that Sylvia's parents were both Holy Emperors…"

This revelation left Timothy genuinely surprised.

After all, on the continent of Elant, Holy Emperors were incredibly rare and powerful. There were only a handful of them across the entire land—maybe a dozen at most. The idea of both parents being Holy Emperors was practically unheard of.

"Yeah, at first, everything went smoothly for Sylvia, with both of her parents being Holy Emperors," Aeliana continued. "Not only was her talent among the best on the continent, but her parents doted on her, their only daughter, endlessly.

But…"

At this point, Holy Maiden Aeliana sighed, her tone tinged with sadness.

Timothy could tell that, despite Sylvia often teasing Aeliana and, well, spanking her more times than he could count, their bond ran much deeper than it appeared on the surface. They were closer than they let on.

Aeliana's voice softened as she went on: "After Sylvia's parents mysteriously disappeared, her situation took a turn for the worse.

Even though her parents were Holy Emperors and had once dominated the continent, they never established a faction of their own. So, when they vanished, there was no one left to protect Sylvia.

And because Sylvia's talent far surpassed that of countless prodigies, she became a target of envy, jealousy, and greed. Without anyone to shield her, she faced constant challenges and was nearly killed several times.

Until… she appeared."

"She?" Timothy asked, intrigued.

"Yeah, the one who helped Sylvia was Erelyn, the princess of the Netherworld.

Erelyn used the power of the Netherworld to create a doppelgänger of herself and sent it to the continent of Elant.

She helped Sylvia through her darkest times, staying by her side until Sylvia reached Ocean's Gate. Then, one day, Erelyn left.

After that, it was as if Sylvia had fully awakened. She threw herself into her training, breaking through barrier after barrier, and eventually founded Sky Sanctuary on her own.

Not only did she ascend to the rank of Holy Emperor, becoming one of the strongest on the continent, but she also expanded Sky Sanctuary into the powerful force it is today.

That's why, a hundred years ago, those three tried so hard to stop Sky Sanctuary from growing—they were afraid of Sylvia."

As Aeliana finished speaking, she glanced at Sylvia's fading silhouette in the distant sky, her expression softening with a hint of concern.

"Erelyn…"

Timothy's mind flashed back to the time he had crossed paths with Erelyn in the Undead Sanctuary, where their fates had briefly intertwined.

He hadn't expected that the Netherworld princess would have such a deep connection with Sylvia.

And to think Erelyn had created a doppelgänger just to help Sylvia… It was hard to imagine.

No wonder Sylvia missed this old friend so much.

"Thanks for telling me all this, Holy Maiden," Timothy said with a small smile, expressing his gratitude. Then, almost casually, he added, "By the way, how was that candy you got from the Blossom of Love reward? Was it sweet?"

"Why are you suddenly asking about that?" Aeliana's face flushed with a hint of panic as she quickly denied it. "It was… fine, I guess. Just an ordinary piece of candy. Probably not even as good as a pebble."

"Is that so? What a shame," Timothy chuckled, clearly amused by her reaction.

Under the moonlight, Aeliana turned her head, her eyes shimmering like a flowing stream, as if she were feeling a bit guilty.

"Oh, right. If you want to see Sylvia's memorial, I can take you with me," she suddenly offered, seemingly eager to change the subject.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Sylvia's never tried to hide anything about this old friend."

After a brief exchange, the two of them stood up in unison and headed in the direction Sylvia had just disappeared…