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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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657 Chs

as easy as giving candy to children

Jade attacked Natha with his tiny fists because he felt my slight distress earlier, and thought that it was caused by Natha. But I could sense it was also because we were spending too long beneath that tree, and my child started to feel jealous.

But in such a nice place, no one could get angry for long. Natha threw the little boy into the lake and we ended up waging a war of waterball. Me and Jade against Natha at first, and then the fairies joined us, while Ignis was scoffing and saying that it didn't want go join such childish activity--pfft. After finishing the camp, Ilya joined the fight, and we all attacked the lone Nightmare who accurately deflected our water balls with his own.

And then we came back to the camp all drenched from the water. But hey, it was fun!