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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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656 Chs

I too, want to pretend that I am mighty and omniscient

I had wondered once; why people always pushed doing their homework for the last day. Why didn't they do it before, little by little so they didn't have to face agonizing piles of homework? Was it so hard to do?

Hah! The joke was on me!

Because that was exactly what I was doing on the last day of our journey home; working through Eruha's homework. I had to beg Lesta and Natha to help me with it, filling me in on the things I forgot during the visit.

Making several essays analyzing the economic and cultural situation of the region wasn't something easy to do when we were in a hurry, turned out. I also totally forgot that I had to record the three topmost commodities in each town and city we visited. Mapping was easier because I liked to see the landscape from the deck every time we flew. 

But damn--I would never think bad about those students delaying their work anymore.