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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

For once, let me be the one who watches over other’s relationship

After making sure Jade was satisfied with the candy, we continued with our journey to a place not far from the commercial district; the financial street.

This would be the second time I visited a bank in this world. The first time was to take all of Valmeier's money so I could cover paid for his 'debt' and pay the information fee on Amrita. Obviously, that bank was in the human realm, and the workers there looked at me like I was a vermin. 

This second visit to a bank was vastly different. First; the bank was bigger, looking almost like a courthouse. Even then, Lesta said that the one in L'Anaak Eed was bigger, which made me decide that there was no use trying to make sense of Natha's wealth. 

Just as Natha said, the only thing I needed to do was enjoy that wealth. After all, if we could learn that mark of eternal, then we would die together. There was no need for me to receive the inheritance or anything. I looked down and patted the pendant on my chest.