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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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654 Chs

What can I do if my Spear wants to have fun?

Infusing the wind into my feet, I followed the forest's guidance to find the rangers before they could find us while staying as quietly as possible. Just slightly, I blended myself with the forest's mana, so the rangers' detection wouldn't work.

[I can burn them] Ignis spoke inside my head, as aggressive as ever. [I'm good enough not to burn the forest now]

Oh, look at our Salamander growing!

"Thanks, Ignis--but we can't kill them," I whispered. "What if they are just innocent rangers who want to investigate a strange group entering the forest?"

[Would they take out their weapon so far just to investigate?]

I smiled and shrugged. It didn't matter whether their intention was good or bad--we still shouldn't kill them before any attempt at interrogation. Besides, we had the kind of people who avoided unnecessary killing as much as possible in our group, so...