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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

Pacifying two screaming babies is...not that hard?

"Vaaal!"

*CHIIIIRPPP!!*

What greeted me the moment I set foot inside the tower was two flying objects...err, creatures. The flap of their little wings was enough to create a wind current that blasted the air around me. I would have toppled back if it wasn't for the sturdy cushion of a Demon Lord behind me.

Jade was one thing, but I didn't expect Zia to act like this too. With one hand on the fluffy fur, and one hand on the succubus's shoulder, I patted them gently as their face was buried in my chest.

"So cruel!" Zia lifted her face and barked angrily. "Angwi said you'd only be there for a night! How could you do this to us?!"

*CHIIRP!*

"There's no message! You didn't even say goodbye!"

*CHIIRP CHIRP!*

"How could you just leave me like that? Do you know how lonely it is having no one to talk to?!"

*CHIRP!*