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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

Conspiracy theory shouldn’t be on the menu of a vacation

"What do you mean betrayed?" 

Suddenly, the fact about my father wasn't interesting anymore. 

"Giving no blessing meant the Goddess wasn't favoring the humans anymore," he said. "But then, we also found out that she gave your father one, so it meant she's still around, just...how should I say this? Doing things secretly?"

Wait wait wait...this made me dizzy. Let's say that she gave a blessing in a secluded church because she wanted to move in secret. But if that was so...why? And...

"Could they do that? Betraying their Goddess? I mean...how?" 

Natha blinked. "Well, I don't have an answer for that yet," he shrugged. "in the first place, I don't know what it feels like to want to betray your God."

Ah, right. Natha was a devotee—even if it was mainly because the Demon God was the one who allowed him to meet me on Earth.