There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 326

Chapter 326: Chapter 318. Baiting and Baited

"What chance?"

Darleon frowned. This man had just told him he wouldn’t hesitate to attack Celestia, and he said it was a chance?

The crimson eyes closed as the lips below formed a subtle smile. "During my academy days, every time we talked about guild and espers, it had always been Celestia...Celestia..." Radia said, suddenly walking down memory lane, which only grew Darleon’s confusion. "The guild of Celestia, the espers of Celestia...it was a textbook example, a study material, a standard to be adhered to. As someone who planned to make my own guild, I had to cram those things in my head."

The glory of Celestia was undisputed. It was the culmination of the Eastern Federation’s five best guilds, merged into one so the nation would have a strong tree everyone could take a shade in. It was the pillar of Eastern Federation’s sentinel community, so they could stand in equal prowess with the other nations.

But becoming an unchallenged entity meant absolute power. And absolute power corrupts absolutely. Celestia was a tree standing in stagnant water, and stagnant water got polluted eventually.

Getting used to standing on top of everything, the guild and the espers started to become conceited, corrupted. Hiding behind the influence of its past glory, they did unspeakable things because they knew they could get away with it. The involvement of sponsors and investors just further convoluted the mess.

It wasn’t such a secret that the Celestia now wasn’t like the Celestia in the past. The shade reaching out to the entire land became selective; only protecting those they chose to. One by one, the founders left the guild after feeling fed up with the change, and the poisoned tree was left untended.

Darleon did not leave because of that. He tried his best to keep Celestia intact, gathering promising sprouts and teaching them to become the future of the guild. But in the end...he couldn’t do it anymore when he lost his wife, who had been supporting him all this time, even when he decided to get away from his family.

"Don’t you want to see the majestic guild we all know coming back?" Radia looked at the old man, and this time, Darleon could see a semblance of genuine emotion in those crimson eyes. "Not this arrogant, secretly hated establishment."

"You want me to clean the guild?" Darleon swallowed the stinging pain as the reality he didn’t want to admit was being brought up so casually. "Mallarc, you should know I’m no longer a Guildmaster. I might still hold an executive position, but I’m no more than a part of the advisory council."

Radia chuckled, the half-mocking gaze was back. "Did you say that because you believe to be so," one corner of his lips curled up, "or because of your cowardice?"

"What--"

"Maybe you are just reluctant to try because you don’t want blatant proof of how weak your influence has become," the summoner shrugged. "If you don’t try, you could just say you don’t want to meddle with the new generation."

Darleon couldn’t take it anymore, even though he had been trying hard not to get provoked. To be mocked by someone who was the same age as his son left a bitter taste in his mouth. "Look here, young man--"

"Pfft..." the old man’s attempt at an outburst was halted by the small laughter. "Young man? You used this when you just said you don’t have any power of decision?"

The crimson eyes, which were curled lightly just a moment ago, turned sharp and cold in the next second.

Do I look like one of your students?

Darleon frowned, heart stinging from blatant rudeness. But he pressed his lips because he knew this man was right. Radia Mallarc was a Chairman of Mortix and a Guildmaster of a guild that won the Deathzone reclamation project. If they were going by status, the Crimson Summoner had a higher one than him--at least right now.

But it was also because he knew--deep down, he knew what the younger man said was right. He had failed to maintain the Celestia everyone looked up to; failed to keep his promise to the other founders.

So he retracted his step, keeping his emotions in check. "Irregardless, you come to the wrong person if you wish to change Celestia."

"Is that so? Isn’t that too bad," the crimson eyes curled. "Seems like I have to fell the tree, after all."

"Can you?" the old man smiled wryly, casting Radia a doubtful gaze. "Even if you bring everything to the court, it doesn’t mean Celestia will fall. All you can do is get rid of the rotten fruits, and it’ll hardly hurt the tree."

It wasn’t like he condoned what they did to that guide, but he also knew that this kind of case could be buried easily. All they had to do was pin the blame solely on the captured espers’ hand and say they acted on their own.

"My, my--it seems like stepping out of active duty put you out of the loop," Radia smiled calmly. "You don’t think I know that already?" _{freewebnøvel.com}