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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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618 Chs

Chapter 513. To Use Their Weapon

"Can you move?" Bassena asked Ron. The scout wasn't as badly injured as before--nothing was melting away--but still...bad. He was drenched in blood and pale from mana deficiency.

"No," the man replied after finishing cursing the experience of getting scattered twice by fragments. "Can someone get me the box in my breast pocket?"

"I--I'll do it," the outpost defender, who was feeling bad for barely doing anything, helped the scout light up a golden needle Radia supplied him as a thanks for that first fragment attack.

"Haa...let me have this a bit and I'll get up again," the man said while inhaling mana deep inside, filling his empty system again.

After giving the defender a set of regenerative serums to be given to the scout, Bassena quickly swept his gaze around. Thankfully, no one was in danger of eruption yet; Ron and Helios were in the red, but it was a low one, and they should be able to manage until they got to the Borderland.