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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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680 Chs

Unintentional encounters always happened in the most mundane places

I thought the library in Natha's Lair was already big, but I knew now that it was because I had never seen other libraries.

Yeah, especially the one situated on the castle.

Because it wasn't just big—it was massive. I couldn't see past the rows and rows of shelves, and as we reached the center of it, I could see the library stretched upward over many floors. Turned out, the library itself took out a whole tower on the eastern side of the castle. It received a lot of sunlight, which flooded in through the tall windows and mosaic glass on the roof.

Perhaps because it was still morning, there weren't many people there—not that library was a place people visit often, I think. But even if I didn't want to read, I felt like I'd still like to come just for the building and the abundant sunlight.

But then again, they were all supposed to work here, unlike me.