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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

There are all kinds of surprises in this world (M)

Without even changing my clothes, I stepped into the portal and tiptoed around the garden, trying to suppress my presence as much as possible. I did stop a servant on the way tough, and asked them where Natha was. Thanks to them, I found out that Natha was still in his office.

I glanced at the darkening sky outside the Castle. He still worked at this hour? He usually came back to the Lord's quarters when I still lived there, so...was he staying late to take care of the wedding business, or was it because this was his schedule when I wasn't around?

Hmm...

Instead of going there directly, I turned toward the library and used the secret tunnel in one of the private rooms that I had taken with Eruha before. Kind of weird walking along the place alone, but I could make hovering fireballs by myself now, so I made a lot to accompany my journey.