Aerlev

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?

The Demon Lord’s Bride (BL)

"Ah, there's something I forgot to ask you!" I clapped my hand as I looked at the river that got further and further away from the airship.

"Hmm? What is it? Is it about the druid?" Natha tilted his head.

Ah, yes, it was too bad that Amarein couldn't board the airship in the end. She felt it would be impolite for her to impose on the request after offending Natha, so she said she would look for another chance in the future.

"Hey, do you know where the hidden passage leading to?" I asked Natha. I had forgotten about the passage all this time--I even forgot to mention that I found the passage.

"Hmm..." Natha tapped on his arm as he dug his memories, before pointing to a cliff on the hill beside the river. "It should be somewhere around that, if I recall correctly. There should be boats and provisions in a room protected by a preservation barrier near the exit point."

"So people could run away through the river?"

Look at me living my Live Love Laugh life