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)

After spending the whole morning rolling around in bed with Natha, I called the residents of the Lair once more to tell them that the humans were close and that the plan had yet to change.

They were to do nothing but watch, and would only make their move if I asked them for help.

Meanwhile, Heraz gave a daily update on the position of the Hero, while I...well, I was just living my life as usual. I didn't want to leave the Lair in case the humans advanced quicker than we thought, so I merely enhanced my concentration and trained my purification. Jade was getting so happy from receiving a lot of 'yummy balls' from me, and its wings and tails were getting even more colorful.

"You're lacking red, though..." I stroked Jade's tail while we were hanging out in Jade's bedroom and Ignis, who graced us with its rare presence, hummed in agreement. "Hmm...why don't we visit some volcanoes when we go to the human realm?"

Oh, to be the center of a drama!