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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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760 Chs

Chapter 282. A Certain Special Day

It was great that Abel chose a venue with a basement parking lot because Bassena and Zein could come inside the building fairly undetected. Abel even sent one of the wedding organizer staff to fetch them, so they could come through the more discreet hallways. 

Just like their inn, the venue had a polished old aesthetic to it. The hall where the ceremony and the reception would be held looked like an ancient palace, and even the staff wore a somewhat traditional-looking garb.

Zein used to think a wedding reception was just another kind of party, but that was obviously because he had never gone to one. In the red-zone, people didn't really care whether you were married or not, but you could register your relationship with the Landlord. Rarely, there would be a wedding ceremony, but the 'reception' was usually a simple banquet—and by 'banquet', it meant the one who held it would provide the guest with a single meal of bread, soup, and meat.