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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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695 Chs

Prepare for ten even if you only need two

Natha said we would have to wake up several times during the night, but when I opened my eyes, the sunlight had already streamed into the room. It seemed like I was sleeping so soundly that I didn't even wake up in the middle of the night to pee or drink water as usual.

Granted, I had sleeping time to catch up after the long journey to and from the realm of nature, but...

Was I sleeping that deeply I couldn't hear my baby's voice?

"Huh?" I got up and looked to the side. Jade was curled on my side, but Shwa and Natha were no longer there. "Where are..."

The balcony door creaked open, then, and Natha stepped inside, playing with a giggling Shwa with his finger. He raised his head and smiled widely when our eyes met. "Ah, you're awake?" he closed the balcony door slightly with the heel of his foot. "I was feeding Shwa on the balcony so he could get some sunlight."