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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+
Not enough ratings
498 Chs

I’m collecting my fantasy must-haves one by one

Thanks to Natha waking up like usual, we still had to eat breakfast with the Vampire Lord, who narrowed her eyes at me for some reason.

Why?

"Haa...you naughty little minx," she shook her head after giving me a bombastic review.

My eyes squinted at her as I took a seat. "Thank you?"

[Master, what a naughty little minx?]

"I don't know, Jade, don't remember those words," I whispered to the little bird, who obediently nodded with a serious face.

[Okay, it's too difficult for Jade]

Good bird, good bird! I gave Jade permission to have one candy for breakfast since it was such a good bird. All of Sada's children/Eruha's nieces and nephews were also there before they went back to their territories. They all looked hungover, though, but still managed to stare at me like I was a fascinating creature.

"How could you look this...fresh?"