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The Demon Lord’s Bride (BL)

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world. That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue. And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after. Fortunately, I know just the cure. Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with. Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway. “Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said. ...huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?

Aerlev · LGBT+
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498 Chs

Childbirth story is always gruesome no matter where

[Master! Good morning!]

"Good morning, Jade..."

I replied sleepily at the joyful chirping greeting me first thing in the morning. I had trouble sleeping last night because I kept thinking about Shwa, and only managed to sleep near dawn after Natha constantly patting me. 

I shifted beneath the blanket and turned around to stroke the little bird who landed on the bed. Natha was nowhere to be seen, but I could sense him downstairs--probably making my drink. "Did you have a good sleep?"

Jade nuzzled against my palm while chirping energetically. [Yes! Wyvern wings so warm!]

"Oh, you slept with Vrida last night?"

The green head nodded casually. [Because wyvern sleep alone]

Aww...did my little bird feel bad for our new friend? What a good bird! I laughed and watched Jade slip beneath my blanket for a cuddle. [But Jade miss Master]

Oh, baby...