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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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They say talking is useless, but I sure hope it isn't

"I don't believe I understood what Your Excellency was saying," Issa's reply came with a sharp edge rather than a confused one.

She had always been maintaining her posture due to her upbringing, but she straightened her back even more, as if she was in a defensive mode. I almost gulped nervously at the sudden shift of atmosphere, but then...I was the one who made the shift anyway.

And no; I didn't believe I was in the wrong, so there was no need to be afraid. I am Valen Valmeier Sil Seahl, the Demon Lord Matsa Ra Natha's betrothed. I stood on equal ground with her.

Looking at her with a steady gaze, I spoke with a slightly lower tone. "Lady Issaelmier, were you not forsake one of your kin just because he wanted to make something before?" I asked, keeping my face relaxed to state a fact without showing agitation. "A weapon that you deemed to be blasphemous against Mother."

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