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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

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Chapter 218. Night of Secretive Plights

The voice came from a tall woman who leaned into the door and watched the inside of the room with a smile on her face. Zein could see a group of women behind her, each and every one of them sported butterfly tattoos on their body--like the woman on the door who had it inked around her eyes.

Glasswing--Zein muttered inwardly.

One of the big five, it was a guild with all-women espers, guides, and staff. Coincidentally, they were the ones booking the villas on the other side of their hotel. Zein only met the Guildmaster, Ageha, once in the elevator, in which they got acquainted briefly.

The Guildmaster looked around the room in amusement before settling her gaze on Zein. "O-ho, what are you doing here, Mister hotel-mate?"