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There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 223

Read There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) Chapter 223 - 217. Night of Contending Might - the best manga of 2020

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Chapter 223: Chapter 217. Night of Contending Might

"Where?" Bassena asked immediately, and Zein was pointing downward.

"Basement, no--parking lot?"

"Rina, go to the hotel’s basement. Don’t let any pass through," Radia said, motioning for Zein to follow him as he walked through the door. "Youngests--follow her and stay closed. Guard them, Lex."

Zein glanced at the venue, which started to become chaotic. But the association immediately took charge of the situation and rally up the espers in the hall. Mobius and several association agents were moving to secure the VIPs staying at the private booths, but he saw Han Joon walk in a different direction.

"Bas, you go down," Radia continued with his order as the summoned guard opened the door.

The hall had been filled with people who were either getting escorted to safety, or started pulling out their equipment after hearing about some disturbance. Although it was common here to stay inside a secure room like their private booths in case of emergency, they were all a part of the sentinel community, so hiding was not an option.

"Nadine, go with him," Zein said as they walked down the hallway, to which Bassena turned his head in surprise. "I had somewhere else to be."

"Where?" Bassena frowned, definitely feeling disappointed that Zein sent someone else with him.

"You don’t need a guide for something like this," Zein patted the esper’s cheek. "But others might. Most of the guides did not come here today."

"Okay, but where are you going?"

Instead of answering, Zein looked at Radia and asked. "Where was ’he’ going?"

"Who?" Bassena tilted his head, getting even more confused. But Radia seemed to understand who was Zein talking about.

"The room where the auctioned goods are being kept, most probably," Radia answered dryly, stopping at the junction before they reach the stairs to make way for the people getting escorted to safety--the royals, the representatives, the government agents. He stood still for a bit, before opening his commlink, pulling the building’s map, and marking a place to be sent to Zein.

"Who?!" Bassena snatched the guide’s elbow, frowning.

"Han Joon," Zein answered briefly, before shifting his gaze to Radia again. "Where will you go?"

"Don’t there," the crimson eyes glanced below. The organizer was making an emergency meeting right on the auction stage. They might have made a measure against human attack, but an instant outbreak was something that no one could ever predict.

And it happened right in the building where most of the sentinel community was gathering? During the auction?

"Something’s fishy here," Zein muttered. Was that why Han Joon went to the storage room? Was he suspected someone would take advantage of the situation?

"Which is why I’ll go there and ask for more details," Radia smirked. "Bas, if you see anyone suspicious, don’t kill them."

Bassena, however, was busy staring at Zein. He was no longer frowning, but there was a weird, unsettling expression on his face. "Are you...going to go alone?"

"Of course not," Zein chuckled. "What’s the use of having a guard attached to me all the time?"

Bassena looked at Jock, who returned his gaze with a subtle smile. He knew Zein would be in good hands, but he felt weird that he should be separated from Zein during an emergency when they were in the same building.

And...there was something rolling around in his stomach knowing that Zein voluntarily looking for Han Joon.

"You have my dagger, right?" Bassena asked worriedly, rubbing the ring on Zein’s thumb, and then feeling the Paladin’s Tear in the guide’s wrist. "Make sure to be care--"

Bassena’s words stopped when, in a quick moment no longer than a second, Zein retracted his mask and kissed him, before pressing the button back. It was clear that he did that to reassure Bassena before the esper could manage to feel jealous.

Zein might know about Han Joon and Radia’s relationship, but not Bassena--weirdly enough.

"See you later," the guide calmly patted the stunned esper’s cheek, before walking away with Jock, following a new route that Radia made for him.

* * *

"Do you have any intel so far?" Zein asked Jock, who had been suppressing his smile all the way to the third floor.

Since he was someone who had been guarding Zein since the start, he was privy to almost anything related to Zein, including the change that slowly happening. It was as if looking at a nephew or something. It was nice seeing Zein loosen his stiffness and become less pricky over time.

"The association took charge and requested cooperation from the guilds," he explained while listening to his subordinate. "Celestia and Azure are to escort the VIP into safety, and the rest of the top guilds are to assist Sir Vaski with the outbreak."

"The guides and civilians?"

The association’s espers looked up in surprise when they realized someone else was coming, but turned out to be a guide. Or rather--the guide. The recording of Zein’s indignant speech in the guide’s conference had been circulating in the association, and he was secretly becoming a celebrity among them.

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