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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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762 Chs

Chapter 320. Voluntary Pawn

"So this is the place," Jock swept his gaze at the slightly messy estate as his subordinate worked on 'cleaning' the intruders. Zein had called him to take the two living captives and reunite them with the other Celestia espers back in Mallarc's dungeon.

"Ah, right; it's your first time here, isn't it?" Zein followed the bodyguard's gaze.

Jock looked at the house and the lake that he was sure would be much more beautiful if it wasn't for all the nicks and gashes. Right now though, with the half-done building, the trash yard, and partially felled trees, the place looked more like somewhere people would hide a body than having a vacation.

But the secluded nature of the place truly fitted Zein's personality, and he could see the guide spending time here just getting away from the chaotic metropolis.

As for the security...

He looked at the house. "So there's a bunker there?"