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)

"Eruha! Eruha!" I opened the door to the Castle's main office--not the Lord's office--looking for my teacher with Zia in tow. "Is Eruha here?"

The office--which was a big lounge with several doors leading to the private offices for the vassals, several desks for the Castle's staff, big tables for meetings, and a sitting area--was quite scant. There were only a few staff there, who immediately bowed to me.

"Sir Eruha is not here, Young Master," one of them told me, but one of the private offices opened and Lesta peeked out of the room.

"Lesta!" I greeted the demon cheerfully. If there was someone who could summon Eruha here it would be his Eternal. "Can you call Eruha here?" I asked while walking toward his room.

"Sure, but why do you want to see him suddenly?" Lesta opened the door to his office wider, and told his assistant to leave the room for a while as we stepped inside.

"I want to ask his mother something."

Didn't know vampire marriage came with gps tracker