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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 49. Nostalgic Voice

The agents sent by Director Lee Minho to the Central that afternoon went with a light heart. Trinity wasn't really desperate for new recruits, and it was rare for someone new who filled Trinity's requirements to emerge from monthly measurement.

So in a way, going there was as good as taking momentary rest.

Certainly, they didn't expect to discover an A-class to come out of nowhere. And surely, they didn't expect that their Vice Guildmaster would come looking like he wanted to wage war.

And now, they had to drive said A-class guide and the Vice Guildmaster to the guild with their back drenched in cold sweat from the cold silence filling the car.

The guide was nonchalantly leaning back with his arms crossed, calm eyes looking outside the window as if he was enjoying the scenery. Their boss, on the other hand, had his eyes closed and his brows deep in a frown. He buried his face in his palm for a while, before letting out a long, heavy sigh.