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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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497 Chs

Never underestimated a royal wedding

[Papa!]

It had been a while since I was woken up by Jade's chirping, so it was a nice surprise.

[Papa, there's a rabbit on the bed!]

Oh? I blinked my eyes open and instantly felt something soft curled up against my side. Jade was flying around above my head and landed on my pillow. 

[Papa also not a rabbit anymore!]

Oh! It was an even nicer surprise! I instantly got up and checked my head. No ears! I looked back and twisted my hips. No tail! 

"Yaaay!"

[Yaaay!]

I threw my hands up in a euphoric sensation of relief, and spent a while rolling around in the bed while hugging Jade and the clueless rabbit that got woken up from its sleep. I was about to send an emergency call to Amarein if I didn't change back in three days, but it seemed like the rabbit got bored after Natha was gone since all I did was lounge around doing nothing. 

And so, there it was, slipping out of me on the second day. Yaay!