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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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695 Chs

Chapter 222. Day of Contending Nerves (2)

Despite the displeasure, Zein still commanded Jock to provide their guests with drinks. 

Not him, however. He had no intention of letting these men have the pleasure of seeing his face. 

They started with the investigators recounting the events happening yesterday, from the auction to the instant outbreak that came without warning. Zein merely added the movement of Trinity members after the earthquake-like vibrations.

"We would like to know why you are separating yourself from the other member," the glasses man asked.

Zein openly scoffed at this inquiry. Inquiry--but they started this by accusing him already? "All of us are going to different places, so I'm not exactly separating myself," he said in a flat and dry tone.

"Understood," the man simply nodded, while the younger investigator made notes in his journal.