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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

The only thing a bride should think about is the wedding

"You shouldn't move hastily with this kind of outfit, sweetling," D'Ara caught me when my feet got tangled in the long cape. Thankfully, I didn't damage the outfit--wouldn't be funny, really, if it ripped just three days before the wedding. She flicked my nose in warning before shifting her gaze toward my little boy. "Oh--look at you, Jade."

"Hehe..." Jade, who was usually jumping energetically, was now looking bashful and swayed his body like an innocent, shy boy. He looked at D'Ara with sparkling eyes, clearly asking for praise. "Jade did good?"

"Yes, yes you did," she picked up the startled Jade in her arms and stroked the reddened cheek. "So our sweetling had been adorable since his childhood days, mm? What a lucky brat my disciple is. How long can you keep this up, Jade?"

"Umm...if Jade ate Papa's yummy candy in Mother's Land, Jade can go for days!"

D'Ara raised her brows and I could see that she was genuinely amazed. "My, my--how impressive."