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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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637 Chs

Look at me conducting business abroad

The flame lizard disappeared and we stared at each other. What stone could be better than a diamond in the Human Realm? We waited for Ignis curiously; Zarfa even forgot her relaxation and sunbathing plan. We decided to make tea for whatever tea Ignis would bring later, and the salamander finally came back while we were having our first sip.

"Here," the flame lizard literally spit the stone onto my hand. Thankfully, Salamanders did not have saliva, so the stone only burned a bit.

Interestingly, the stone absorbed the salamander's fire inside itself and glowed slightly before dimming again.

"Huh? Isn't this...mana stone?" Zarfa raised her head.

Ah, it was to be expected since the mana around here was so rich, but...it was funny that for Ignis, a mana stone was better than a diamond when diamonds were more expensive here. Even then, the Salamander still wasn't satisfied.