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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?

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"Whoa..."

My eyes were wide open as I stared at the newly built structure on the side of the lake, across my beloved greenhouse. I had to admit that I was still rather doubtful before, wondering if they could really do it in less than three weeks, but...

There it was; a fully functional and steady bridge connecting the greenhouse and the other side of the lake, leading to...nothing.

Wait--no need to be disappointed. Of course, it would look like nothing; a complete isolation and illusion array was being drawn all the way from the forest to the lakeside. From the greenhouse, the bridge would only seem to be connected to a small open pavilion. Nothing more.

Hell--they even made the bride and the pavilion beautiful to make it seem like nothing more than an aesthetic decoration for the Lord's consort. Ahem, me.

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