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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

We all have our own way to fight

"And then, and then, Papa said--go wild!" Jade stood up on the bed and pointed at the empty air, making a haughty expression with my childhood face.

I...wasn't doing that much, right? Leaning down, I whispered to my giggling baby that no, his Papa wasn't that dramatic of a person...surely. 

"Oh--good job, sweetheart." Natha clapped while laughing softly, and I couldn't decide if he did it for Jade's performance or if he really thought I was doing a good job. 

"But there's no yummy things, so Jade get bored and fall asleep," the little boy ended his theatrics by falling toward Natha's open arms. "Papa give the only yummy stone for magician girl."

Natha chuckled and patted the sulky green head. "It's just a human realm's stone anyway," he scoffed. "I'll give you lots of better quality ones tomorrow."

"Really?" Jade raised his head with a pair of greedy, sparkling eyes. "Promise?"