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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

Rich people don’t bother looking for a dating site; they make them

My Demon Lord did not come alone.

He came with fish. Fishes. A whole tank of them, along with an elf and a half-demon half-elf who I presumed were the seller.

So, finally, Jade looked happy seeing Natha. Well, to be fair, it was more like Jade seemed happy seeing those fish. Still...no grumbling--yay!

Before we lost the light of the day, we hurriedly brought the tank over to the pond, where the construction workers had finished filling it with water. Carefully, the elf and the halfling, with the help of Doun, moved the fish into the pond.

Jade once again flew to the elemental bird statue, which had been polished and adorned with green jewels on the eyes. The little bird looked even prouder, knowing it was a statue of its adult self in the future, and prancing around the base of the statue while watching the fish transferring to their new home.