Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?

Chapter 246: Chapter245-The Coronation Ceremony



With Bovinar no longer blocking the way, none of the other Demon Realm creatures who secretly admired the Archdemon dared to step forward. Instead, they all offered their

blessings to Owen and the Archdemon.

Soon, under the Archdemon's guidance, Owen arrived at a luxurious palace in the center of the city.

"Your Highness, the Archdemon!"

An elderly female butler, who had been waiting at the palace entrance, bowed deeply, and then glanced subtly at Owen.

"Take him to bathe and prepare for the coronation tonight. We'll also complete our wedding ceremony at the same time."

The Archdemon gave a few simple instructions, then turned to leave with a smile.

But at that moment, Owen slowly spoke up,

"Where is Madelyn? I don't know where you've taken her, Archdemon. I want to see her."

The Archdemon paused and turned back to look at Owen, surprised that he would make such a request at this time.

However, remembering that she had previously promised Madelyn that she could see her family, and now that Owen was asking as well, she decided it wouldn't hurt to let them meet.

"As long as it's your request, I will do my best to fulfill it. Once you've bathed and changed, you'll see her."

With that, she turned and left.

"Your Majesty, Demon King, this way please!"

The elderly butler gestured respectfully. Owen frowned slightly, but followed her instructions and entered the bathing chamber in the palace's rear garden.

Initially, the elderly butler and several young and beautiful maidens were supposed to assist Owen with his bath.

However, Owen was not accustomed to such treatment and asked them all to leave, choosing to bathe alone in the hot spring.

The hot spring water was infused with extremely rich mana, with properties that could heal injuries and relax the muscles.

Soaking in it, Owen felt a profound sense of relaxation throughout his entire body. The fatigue from the recent battle quickly faded away, and the hidden injuries on his body began to heal.

Clearly, this hot spring was no ordinary one.

"No wonder she's the Archdemon. Even a random hot spring of hers is extraordinary."

Owen murmured to himself, his expression growing more serious as the pressure on him increased.

After a while, sensing that his strength had fully recovered, Owen stepped out of the hot spring and put on the tailored black formal suit that the elderly butler had prepared.

The suit was pitch black, made from some unknown beast hide, adorned with gold threads and gems, exuding a mysterious aura of authority that made people avert their gaze.

After Owen had dressed himself, the butler and the other young maidens brought over a full- length mirror and placed it in front of him.

Owen glanced at his own reflection.

He was already tall and handsome, but now, dressed in this unique black suit, he emanated an aura of power and dignity that commanded respect without anger.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The elderly butler and the maidens stole glances at Owen, lifting their heads slightly to observe him.

The Archdemon had never shown any interest in other men before.

Let alone bringing a man into the palace-Owen was the first.

Inside a grand hall in the palace.

"Where is Owen? When will he arrive?"

Madelyn, who had been waiting for some time, looked anxiously at the female guard beside her.

Not long ago, rumors that the Archdemon intended to marry Owen spread wildly throughout the palace, causing a huge stir.

Being in the palace herself, Madelyn naturally heard of it. However, at the time, she thought the news was utterly absurd.

Even if the Archdemon wanted to marry Owen, Owen would never agree. After all, Owen already had his sister, Leslie. With the bond they shared, Owen would never betray her.

Yet to her utter disbelief, the Archdemon did indeed bring Owen back to the palace amidst countless cheers.

After hearing the news, she immediately wanted to see Owen, but the Archdemon's personal guards had blocked her.

Now that she finally had a chance to see him, she couldn't help feeling both excited and nervous.

She could only hope that Owen would refuse the Archdemon and reject becoming the Demon King, so as not to betray his sister.

"Miss Leslie, please calm down. The Demon King is currently washing up and will be here soon!" the female guard reassured her gently.

"Can't he hurry up?"

Madelyn urged impatiently.

The palace was already decorated with lanterns and banners, as if a grand ceremony and wedding would take place tonight. She couldn't afford to wait any longer.

She knew her sister Leslie too well. Although Leslie seemed emotionally indifferent, once she recognized someone, she would do anything for them.

At the same time, she was extremely possessive in matters of love.

If she knew that Owen had married the Archdemon, Madelyn had no idea what extreme

actions her sister might take.

So, Owen must not marry the Archdemon!

As she paced anxiously around the hall, a familiar presence suddenly approached from a

distance.

She abruptly stopped and looked up, seeing Owen walk into the hall.

The moment she saw Owen, Madelyn felt a surge of joy, but it was immediately replaced by

anger.

Because she saw that Owen was dressed in the black tuxedo that symbolized the Demon King, with the blood-red words "Demon King" on his chest glaringly conspicuous.

Owen wearing this attire clearly meant that he was ready to betray his sister and marry the

demon race!

She had been worried about Owen, fearing that he would be tortured and forced by the Archdemon for disobedience.

"Owen, you scumbag!"

An enraged Madelyn, eyes blazing with murderous intent, charged at Owen, prepared to end

his life with a single sword strike.

If Owen was already willing to betray his sister, then it would be better to kill him before

Leslie went mad.

"Madelyn, why are you always so impulsive?"

Seeing her charge forward, Owen shook his head slightly and effortlessly grabbed her wrist

that held the sword.

"You... let go of me, you scumbag!"

Madelyn struggled fiercely, trying to break free from Owen's grip. However, her strength was nowhere near Owen's now. No matter how much she struggled, it was futile.

"Scumbag? How am I a scumbag? I'm here against my will, a victim in all of this, you know!"

Owen stared into her eyes and asked.

"You dare to lie! If you truly cared for Sister, if you didn't want to marry the Archdemon, then

why are you wearing the Demon King's attire?"

"What does this outfit have to do with anything?" Owen looked genuinely puzzled.

Seeing that Owen seemed genuinely unaware, Madelyn finally calmed down a bit and

explained seriously:

"As long as you're wearing this outfit and get crowned as the Demon King, you'll officially become the Archdemon's husband. It's a long-standing tradition in the Demon Realm. If you

truly love my sister, then take off this outfit."

Madelyn spoke quickly. Hearing her words, Owen paused to think and then his eyes lit up with realization.

As far as he knew, the previous owner of the Slaying God Staff was also the Archdemon's

husband.

Could this be the reason why the Archdemon was so intent on marrying him?

Although the Archdemon initially seemed genuinely interested in him, and even appeared to

like him, whether it was the Bovinar incident or her eagerness to marry him, something felt

off.

She might be interested in him, but it was definitely not true love.

If he could pinpoint the core reason, perhaps he could break free from his current

predicament.

While Owen was lost in thought, Madelyn saw him silently contemplating and her emotions,

which had just calmed down, flared up once more.

"You still dare say you're not a scumbag, you liar!"

With that, she prepared to launch an all-out attack on Owen again.

"Wait, Madelyn, do you trust me?!"

Owen looked at Madelyn with a firm gaze and asked softly. Madelyn instinctively wanted to retort, but thinking back to her past experiences with Owen,

especially his recent actions of infiltrating Middle Earth to destroy the Pyrothrone Kingdom for his sister's sake, it all showed that Owen was not a scumbag.

Could there be some misunderstanding?

So, she restrained herself and looked intently at Owen, waiting for his explanation.

Seeing her calm down, Owen immediately turned his gaze to the other female guards in the

hall.

"I have something to say to Madelyn. Could you all wait at the hall's entrance?" However, as soon as he finished speaking, the female guards showed no intention of moving.

"What? Are my orders, as the Demon King, no longer effective?"

Owen's face darkened as he glanced sharply at the female guards.

The guards exchanged glances, then reluctantly bowed to Owen and moved outside the hall.

Although the Archdemon had instructed them to keep a close watch on Owen and never let him escape, if he simply wanted to have a private conversation with Madelyn in the hall, it wasn't considered an escape, so they could turn a blind eye to it.

Once the guards left, Owen finally released Madelyn's wrist and began to scrutinize her

closely.