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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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Me and Doors and our inseparable fate

"Hoo...she's pretty, huuh?" I raised my brow and Ian frantically flapped his hand to try and explain himself.

But Zarfa and Aina leaned to me to snitch on him. "She's pretty and sexy."

"He couldn't even speak in front of her."

"Oho."

"T-that's not...that's just..."

"I know, boy. It's just youthful hormone," I patted his shoulder pitifully. This tanker would be too weak to charm. If Zia were a mature succubus, he would probably fall on his knees in front of him and get kicked by a gun-maniac elf.

"...what's a horrmon?"

The three of us transmigrators waved our hands to dismiss the young paladin and resumed our walk. "So that's why you're hesitant to come here with someone else."

"Well, since we're about to say that we won't be asking for her help anymore...it's kind of awkward, no?" Zarfa shrugged.

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