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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

Having a kid meant they will scream and cry when you go out to play

*chirp!*

Jade looked at me with teary eyes, looking as if I had betrayed its fragile little heart.

"I'm sorry, but you know I can't take you yet, right?" I caressed its pretty head, but it only got the little bird chirping harder. 

I had asked Natha again, about taking Jade over. It was impossible before since I would have gone for days, but what if it was just a few hours? 

"You can't," the Lord decreed. "It's not a matter of lacking elemental mana, but that we're going through a portal."

Natha explained then, that since the portal was inherently a bunch of complicated spells meshed into one, it would affect negatively on Jade's little body. Before the little bird entered the juvenile state, its inside was still in the state of an unstabilized clump of mana. Taking Jade through a clump of interweaving spells would result in both systems getting overdrive.