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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

Sometimes, even a wallflower wants to blend in

"I almost thought you'd stay the night there," was what Natha said when he saw me crouching in front of the fireplace that night.

It was quite late; I only got back after having scrumptious dinner, as Angwi made all my favorites. She kept putting food into my plate as if she was about to let me go to a pilgrimage. After that, I had to peel Zia off me and Jade off the tower, so it had gotten pretty late when we entered the portal.

Izzi immediately scampered toward the research tower, while I went back to the Lord quarters with Panne, who had been waiting for me. When I arrived, however, I couldn't find Natha. Panne told me Natha only came back briefly, and after I said I would have my dinner in the Lair, he went out to the office again.

"Zia almost made me," I confessed, tilting my head up to receive his kiss. "What will you do if I really stay the night?"

"I'll go there and sleep with you, of course."