There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267: Chapter 260. Pillar Support

Ignoring his crimson eyes and deep red hair, someone could argue that Radia Mallarc looked like an unassuming man.

He had an average build, and an average look; okay enough to look at, but wouldn’t make people take a double look. Which was rather ironic, seeing how his guild operated. The only striking part of him was the signature red hair and eyes of House Mallarc. If one were to look at him from afar or through the screen, they would have a hard time picturing him as the powerful man that he was.

Until one had to face him in the same room.

Sadeva was cursing himself for thinking that the Mallarc only had money in them. Well, yes, they had money in them, but he forgot where money could bring people. For example, to his front door.

A nice afternoon enjoying those new numbers in his account, thinking about the vacation he had planned--and his front door was opened.

It didn’t even feel like a ’breaking and entering’. There was no ’break’. These guys just open the door as if it wasn’t even locked. Or as if they knew the passcode to his unit. And they entered so nonchalantly, as if they were entering their own space instead of someone else’s house.

It was too absurd for Sadeva to even get panicked or angry. He was just dumbfounded to suddenly see these espers--yes, they were espers--clad in black suits like bodyguards, entering his living room.

But his confusion turned into fright the moment his eyes caught the crimson among the black. And then he was face-to-face with none other than the Chairman of Mortix group. Instantly, he knew why this man managed to become a Chairman and a Guildmaster at such a young age.

One moment he looked at those crimson eyes, and the next moment he was on his knees already, without even being told so. It was only after his knees touched the ground that he pondered about the constricted feeling he had after looking at those crimson eyes. The feeling of getting sucked into a deep marsh full of poisonous substances. Trapped.

And there was only one person who could get him out of that place.

That person took a seat on his couch and just stared at him without saying anything, as if waiting for him to say something. To admit something. The stare reminded him of the time his parents caught him stealing their money, and they just stared at him with a simple ’we know what you’re doing’.

Except, this time, there were no words getting said.

There was no need for it.

"Forgive me!" he immediately placed his palm on the floor and bowed his head. "Please forgive me! I didn’t mean to record them, I swear! I just want to stream the inner sanctuary--it’s just a coincidence that they were there, Sir!"

He begged as if it was his lifeline. For all he knew, he might cease to exist the moment Radia Mallarc stepped out of his front door.

Why, Gods--why? Why would Radia Mallarc come down in person? He didn’t think he would be this scared if Bassena Vaski himself came to reap his life. The Serpent Lord might kill him in a second, but this man...this man might make his life miserable until he wished he would just kill himself.

And this was why he admitted what he did at once. Because he had an inkling that dodging it would just heighten his punishment.

But the crimson man just responded with a simple sound. "Hmm..."

"I swear! I swear! Please believe me!" Sadeva even brought his head to the floor. Anything to save himself.

"Proof?" the man asked simply.

"P-proof?" Sadeva raised his head and widened his eyes. "Proof...proof..." he looked around his living room, as if he would get the answer if he searched well enough. But all he could see was the black-suited espers that blocked all his exit routes.

And then, his eyes fell on the glasses he used yesterday, with a built-in camera he used to shoot the live stream. "T-that’s right! The camera has a recording function--you’ll be able to hear that I only meant to record the inner sanctuary!" he pointed to the glasses lying on the cabinet.

Radia Mallarc tilted his head and said flatly. "So you don’t mind if I take it, do you?"

"O-of course, please!" he scampered to the cabinet, still on his knees, and delivered the glasses to the Chairman. "H-here!"

"Seb,"

One of the bodyguards came forward and took the glasses from the infiltrator’s hands. The man disassembled the glasses with ease and pulled out an old-school memory card from within. Swiftly, a team of three worked on the card on top of the kitchen counter, connecting it to a tablet and another device.

"How is it?" the boss asked, and the one called Seb nodded in response.

"It’s good, we can extract the voice,"

"Good," Radia let out a subtle smile for the first time since he walked inside that room. "Process it immediately."

Sadeva widened his eyes in surprise. What...so that was what they were after? But he had no leeway to think too much about it, because his fate was still vague.

"Umm..." he peeked into the summoner’s face carefully. "Uh...you...you believe me now, don’t you? Sir?"

When the crimson eyes shifted to look at him, Sadeva immediately lowered his gaze again, his heart thumping loudly in his ears. The man curled his lips slightly and started to speak. "Sade--can I call you Sade?"

"You can call me whatever you want, Sir!" Sadeva answered immediately.

"The Night Star of the underworld, huh?"

"T-that’s..." he pressed his lips awkwardly. He used to be proud of that title, but he also knew, that even though Radia Mallarc and Han Joon had a bad relationship these days, they used to be close.

It was an awkward feeling of not knowing whether this title would put him in a positive or negative light.

But then, the crimson eyes curled and the summoner asked the following; "What do you say about working for me?"