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There’s No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Zein was a rogue Guide living in the god-forsaken land of the red-zone, guiding for money and survival. Until the guild he used to work with caused a tragedy. Driven by sorrow and guilt, Zein became a mercenary guide in the land bordering the forbidden Deathzone, working like a suicidal monk. One day, an overbearing Esper suddenly appeared and told him, “If you’re so hellbent to die, why don’t you come with me to the Deathzone?” A strange proposition, a nostalgic smirk. Had Zein actually met him before? Following the man into the deadly zone, will Zein find the respite he seeks, or will he get engulfed in a storm? But there’s no such thing as love in the deathzone...is it? * * * The story is set in a sentinel-verse, so there will be: - Sentinel (Esper) and Guide - Dungeon! - Romance - Action - …smut? ;) It’s a (kinda) love story wrapped in dungeon system shenanigans, with abilities and action and whatnot

Aerlev · LGBT+
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692 Chs

Chapter 132. Tears-Stricken Face

Zein had his own concern about his vision, but Bassena's concern was only one. After staring at the quiet guide for a while, he shifted his gaze to throw a serious look at the man across the table.

"Guildmaster..."

Radia groaned immediately in response. "It always gives me goosebumps every time you talk formally to me," the man shook his head and shoulder. But he also put out his palm as a signal that he understood what Bassena wanted.

"Zein," Radia called, prompting the guide that had been drowned in his own thought to snap back and lifted his face. "Did you finish drawing the formation?"

"Yeah, the Hagalaz raid was the last one," Zein answered almost in a daze. "Since Anzus rarely go anyway, it'll be just me and whoever is available."

Radia nodded in agreement. "Good, so you don't need any trial run again, right?"

"Yeah,"

"Then I'll have you stick with Bas. Don't go inside the dungeon without him, got it?"