There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347: Chapter 339. New Player

"Them again?" Bassena parted his lips when Zein told him about the result of Han Shin’s research. "With everything that happened between us and House Horin...somehow it doesn’t feel like a coincidence."

Zein nodded while tapping on his mug absentmindedly. Laying down on the armrest of the couch in the living room, he stared blankly at the ceiling. "Do you think it is them who chase after Han Joon?"

"I’d like to think that, so we could have even more reasons to crush them," Bassena shrugged, stroking Zein’s legs draped across his lap. "But I couldn’t think of why..."

"Hmm...is there something we missed? Something that Var--whatever his name is--said?"

Bassena smiled at Zein’s blatant disregard to remember Varion’s name. Not that he needed to. While Varion was the one who ordered his abduction, Zein cared more about the one who ordered Varion. As for the man, he was only someone to be beaten--that was the extent of Celestia’s current Guildmaster’s importance for Zein.

"Should we question that man again?" Bassena wondered.

"He didn’t seem like he knows anything, though--rather useless that one."

Bassena smirked and kissed the knee in front of him in delight. "Maybe I should start to see if I can crack that man--you know, the Vaski’s leftover."

"You’re a Vaski too, you know," Zein scoffed, nudging the esper’s thigh with the heel of his foot.

Bassena smirked and shifted, crawling over and hovering above the guide. "I’m the main course," he lowered his head and dove for a quick taste of the hot chocolate on Zein’s lips. "Not the crumbs."

"Mm..."

Bassena chuckled at the lukewarm reaction and took the mug away from Zein’s hand, moving it to the table so those callous hands had better things to hold on to--like his face. "You’re being clingy," the guide said dryly, but still stroking the esper’s face with gentle fondness.

"I feel like you haven’t spoiled me for a long time," Bassena pursed his lips.

They had been busy chasing the truth behind Zein’s abduction, which became even bigger and bigger with each lead. Not to mention Han Joon’s disappearance that dampened their spirit greatly. They were low in energy, and there was hardly any mood for indulgence.

Bassena let out a groan and snuggled his head between Zein’s neck and shoulder, inhaling the soothing, refreshing scent of the guide. "Couldn’t even have a decent date," he grumbled.

"Kind of feel improper doing something like that when Han Joon is missing," Zein muttered while stroking the platinum hair. "Let’s watch over Radia carefully."

Bassena sighed--not because he was disappointed by the probability of lesser dates in the future, but because he too, knew how delicate the atmosphere around Radia had become. He became even more annoyed at the House of Horin even though it might only be a random coincidence.

Nah...that House might have something to do with it too. According to Zein’s account of what Joon told him, there was a possibility that the soldier entered the military because of the ’danger’ threatening Radia. In that case, the danger might be inside the military, or perhaps the government.

"What did that bastard say again?" Bassena mumbled on top of Zein’s chest. "That the patriarch used to be able to control the government...?"

"What about it?" Zein tilted his head.

Now that he thought about it, they kind of glossed over this matter the other day. They were so focused on finding out if House Horin was the ’cult’ and whether or not they had a specter’s core. Bassena raised his head, brows furrowed slightly.

"Hey...he said used to...right? Because he couldn’t do it now?"

"...yeah?" Zein narrowed his eyes. "You think...Joon had something to do about it?"

They went silent for a while, just looking at each other with intrigue. "I mean...the timeline is..." Bassena bit his lips, eyes squinting from an effort to work his brain out before he gave up and burrowed his face into Zein’s neck again. "Ugh, whatever--thinking is Radia’s job anyway."

* * *

"There’s an emergency shareholder meeting?" inside one of Celestia’s secluded pantry in the corner of the fifth floor, Carra Marji opened the door and asked the people inside quietly.

"Yeah, you know..." Mari, the staff working for the Internal Affairs Department of Celestia, leaned closer to the esper and whispered. "Since the guildmaster is still missing."

Not everyone knew about this fact, except those closely related to this event. Carra was there in the hall outside the Guildmaster’s office when Darleon Belthera screamed furiously, and Mari had been busy taking care of the aftermath with a small team from PR.