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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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660 Chs

It’s okay to believe that everything will be okay

After the luncheon, we played with the rainbow bunnies for a bit before finally having a tower tour for Shwa. But then, when we entered the elevator, he fell asleep.

Pfft--this was why making plans with a baby was a fickle thing.

And so, we ended up in our old bedroom, which was still in a pristine condition. I had no idea how those golems did it--magic? If it wasn't for the trace of Natha's and my manaprints all over the room, I would think this place was a model room for an exhibition or something.

Which...actually quite sad. We should return life to this quarter. Maybe staying here at least once a month?

"Papa, Jade will go to seniors!"

"Oh, right. Off you go--give them my regards," I ruffled the green hair and with a poof, Jade returned to the original elemental bird form--the juvenile form one, not the little bird.