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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

Isn’t it good to have an endless stock of personal hairdressers?

When I woke up the next day, Zarfa was already gone, and so did Jade. Ignis did not tell me where they were going, but they burst into my room when the maid was sending in a water basin and a jug of warm water.

[Good morning, Master!]

"Oh, good morning Jade--hmm?" along with the usual energetic greeting was a bunch of flowers that Zarfa gave me.

"We picked this up!"

[Pick this up!]

Oh! I caressed the rough bouquet, made with several kinds of flowers. It wasn't made with aesthetics in mind, just gathering a bunch of them and tying it up. But flowers were naturally beautiful, and it was even more beautiful coming from my favorite people.

"It's been a while," I giggled. "Jade used to shower me with petals."

[That's because Jade can't pluck flowers from the stalk!]

"Yes, yes--I like it either way, Jade."