There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Chapter 329. A Trace of Darkness

With Han Shin in tow, Bassena drove to Mortix Hill. But instead of the main building Zein usually visited, the car headed toward a passage leading to the inside of the hill.

They were heading to the dungeon.

"Why there? I thought we’d agreed to not interrogate him?" Zein asked. "Not that I mind, just curious."

"Because it’s secure, even more than Trinity," Bassena said. "And in case they tried to do something, we had enough containment system there."

"I see," Zein nodded. "So, Radia is fetching them?"

"Yeah,"

About half an hour ago, Radia suddenly got a call from Darleon. Looking at the time, it seemed like the old man took a whole night to contemplate things. Radia had thought the call would only bring an answer to the deal, but instead, it was like a call for an emergency dispatcher; the old man had asked if Radia could take Varion out of Rexon without anyone noticing.

"What if it’s a trap from the other side?"

"Then we’ll commence an all-out attack," Bassena shrugged. "Radia said the old man had to be such a good actor if that’s the case, because his voice sounds desperate--or so he told me."

"So Radia will go over himself through his portal?"

"His summon’s portal," Bassena corrected. "Well, that’s the easiest way to do the whole undetected thing," he paused, before adding grimly. "It’s fortunate that no one had that kind of skill during your...abduction."

Zein pressed his lips and hummed lowly. "But...would Radia be okay? If it’s a trap..."

"Huh? Are you worried about him?" Han Shin, who was riding in the back seat, tilted his head. "Oh, I guess you’ve never seen him in action, huh?"

Zein glanced at the healer through the rearview mirror, before looking at Bassena, who added an explanation with a smile. "Let’s see...if it’s before my last trial, he’d be able to subdue me enough to put mana-sealing shackles on me."

The guide arched his brow in surprise. He knew Radia’s ’secretaries’ were quite strong--each at least on par with three-star--but it was surprising to hear someone who wasn’t a Ranker could subdue Bassena, however temporarily.

"Except for Nyx, the ones he used as his secretary are his weakest summon," Bassena continued. "That’s why he can maintain them outside for a long time. If he calls all of his summons, especially his strongest three, he will only be able to keep them for a few hours without mana regeneration items."

"But he’d be able to go on par with Bas," Han Shin added. "Radia is the one in charge of restraining him when he has his tantrum."

Bassena pursed his lips, but made no attempt to refute. "Well, he’s still one of the strongest five-star espers in the Federation. It’s just that he never went to dungeons after he became the Chairman of Mortix, so..." he shrugged.

Espers only looked strong when they were in action, so the ones in active duty like Bassena would gain more attention, especially because he was a damage dealer type. Since Radia hadn’t entered dungeons for ten years, and mainly only joined to help in an outbreak, there was no concrete way to evaluate his strength.

Zein understood now why people trusted the man so much; he was almost too perfect. Perhaps this was why Joon said there was no need to protect Radia by being close by, since the man had enough prowess to do it himself. "So you’re saying I don’t need to get worried, right?" he nodded.

The two espers hummed in affirmation, just as they exited the tunnel and arrived at a basement parking lot. Jock was already waiting there for them, and he guided them to an empty hall that looked like a training arena. All of the walls were reinforced with mana-resistant material and formation barriers, including the ceiling.

"Oh, this brings uncomfortable memory," Bassena grimaced.

Without needing additional information, Zein could make his own speculation. "You were beaten a lot in this room, huh?" he smirked, and Bassena just smiled wryly in response. "Are the other ’prisoners’ here too?"

"Yes, including the one we take yesterday," Jock looked at Zein before adding carefully. "Would you like to--"

"No need," Zein shook his head. He had no business anymore with those people, and had his revenge on those who directly harmed him. Rather than giving those people his attention, he’d rather focus on the one behind everything; the House of Horin. "Anyway, what do you think happened--assuming it’s not a trap?"

"Perhaps the old man thinks his son is in danger?" Bassena shrugged. "Radia did say the clan might punish him."

"Oh, they’re here," Han Shin scooted behind Zein, clutching the guide’s jacket as the space split and a swirling portal generated.