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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

You never know where the ball is rolling

While the Lord and his family were having a lovely time in the Castle, their dedicated spy was...having an overtime. 

At first, Heraz's duty was only to follow and observe the Hero. It then suddenly evolved so much that he even got to be on a mission with the young master directly. But now, there were so many things he had to do that he was no longer leading a squad, but a whole department.

He had to manage the fake leads to fool the church while cooperating with the humans. And also watching over the church's movement. Oh, and preparing some stuff in case they had to attack the church. That wasn't too bad; he only had to go all over the Human Realm. Looking for a Necromancer and a Soulmancer promptly was just...a bonus.

Haa...

Heraz hadn't seen his house for two years.