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)

It had never been part of my plan to care about human business.

I had always believed that searching for the Goddess was the Hero's role. That was why I had always drawn a line in my involvement on that side. Well...that and to avoid my husband's jealousy. I was so careful and deliberately did not meet the templars because I felt like I would get dragged along if I did.

I mean...Valmeier's father was the last priest to receive the Goddess' voice, after all.

But the universe had a way to make a story. Was this how fate made me join the Hero's party? Who knows.

Naturally, this decision wasn't welcomed well--especially from the demon still kneeling in front of me.

"What?" Natha's eyes widened for two seconds before turning narrow and sharp. "You're going to the Human Realm?"

"How else can I find the Goddess?"

Natha's jaw clenched and he asked in a quiet, low voice. "Is this how you punish me?"

There's always a need to have many plans when you face the final boss