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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

We don't need to be the same species to be families

When Irra came back, she stared dumbfoundedly at the little boy I just finished putting clothes in. 

"..." she parted her lips for a long time, before realizing she was being impolite and covered her mouth.

"This is Jade," I introduce my little boy who was no longer a little bird. 

"This is Jade!" 

As usual, Jade introduced himself energetically and proudly. This time, I gave him a red coat with a hood, and Ignis crawled inside the hood to perch above Jade's green hair. 

"The...the elemental bird?" Irra asked with a soft gasp. 

"Yes!" Jade replied with a jump, feeling happy about going around the city with me in this new form. 

Also, I bet Jade was happy at Irra's astonished reaction. The little bird had a penchant for surprising people, after all.

"You're ready?" Natha came from behind and stroked my shoulder.