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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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657 Chs

If you got to come out, then come out with a bang

"I would like to add a new charge to this trial."

The whole court was silent then, looking up at the Lord with a mix of surprise and confusion. Even the High Council on the judge's stands didn't seem like they knew anything about it. The only ones who did not look surprised were, of course, Eruha and Malta.

even the judicial committee members did not expect that, much less the three defendants and their solicitor team. I could see the second those fake pitiful faces, which had already shown a sign of relief, morphed into confusion and anxiety.

Bet the people you bribe did not tell you that, huh?