There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421: Chapter 414. Black Prison

The tea time was proven to be a good space to unwind for Bassena before the trial he had to endure inside the black marble. With the gentle Saintess, the quiet Medium, and the cheerful Elena, the afternoon passed in a peaceful bliss.

Bassena did not prolong their hospitality, however. Worried that the peace would make him complacent and lowering his guard, he determined to enter the hyperbolic time chamber right after the tea.

For the sake of secrecy, the procession was made in the lobby before the stairs leading to the Sky Garden--which was forbidden even for the Templars.

"Wish me luck,"

"You don’t need luck; you already have what you need," Zein patted the esper who started to look anxious again.

"I won’t have you inside," he puffed his cheeks; an act that would make even the members of Anzus’s jaws drop.

Zein muffled a laugh behind his fist before scolding the man. "Don’t be a child and show me what the future strongest esper could do."

Future strongest esper...Bassena’s face turned slack before grinning widely. He leaned forward and touched the guide’s forehead with his. "Can I get a kiss at least? One kiss, for me to take for...however long I would be there."

Zein smiled and grasped the esper’s cheek, stroking the black scales as he kissed Bassena gently, softly; full of affection and conviction that he would still be there no matter how long Bassena took inside. It was quite chaste, but it meant so much for Bassena. When their lips parted a few seconds later, his anxiety was gone.

Bassena glanced at the Saintess and the Templars. Yes; Zein would be safe here--at least from non-deity entities.

After putting his mind at ease, Bassena took out the black marble and put his mana inside. Waves of magic energy came out massively that the Templars had to shield the priests from the vibration alone. The marble kept on sucking the esper’s mana inside while Bassena slowly got swallowed by his shadow.

Zein didn’t show much in his face, but he felt his stomach churn when the darkness crept into his esper’s face. And when Bassena suddenly disappeared, only leaving a wisp of dark fog around the floating marble, he couldn’t hold the gasp as his heart stopped beating for a split second.

Fortunately, he didn’t forget to catch the vulnerable black marble that had become Bassena Vaski’s

prison.

He let out a long exhale that sounded heavy to whoever was hearing it. Zein didn’t realize it before, but perhaps, he too, was worried about the whole training thing.

Didn’t Bassena say there might be side effects from the time discrepancy between the two dimensions?

What if Bassena came out a different person--

"Zein?"

His negative thought was cut by Elena’s inquisitive voice and the tug on his pants by the white rabbit. Lips stretching into a subtle smile, he lifted the rabbit into his arms and walked toward the Saintess.

"Please take care of him," he said briefly before placing the black marble on the Saintess’s palm.

"By the Goddess’s name," she muttered and curled her fingers so the black marble couldn’t be seen again. "Please be at ease and have your audience."

Zein nodded and walked to the Medium, who was already standing on the lowest staircase, waiting for him. The young woman gestured quietly toward the entrance of the Sky Garden, before climbing the steps. When Zein followed her, he realized that no one was following them. The white rabbit was still in his arms, but Elena just waved at him with her usual wide grin.

"It’ll be just us," once the door of the Sky Garden closed, the Medium spoke.

No--Zein recognized right away that it was Frejya who spoke, even without seeing the Medium’s eyes.

While the Medium was rather recluse and quiet, her Goddess was talkative and sometimes cheeky--almost like Elena, in some way. Perhaps that was why the little girl was chosen as the next Saintess.

Zein wondered though, why it would be just them, but the Goddess already told him before he needed to ask. "I’m about to give you something, so it’s better that no one knows what it is, or some people might get jealous," the Goddess said with a wink that almost made Zein roll his eyes.

"Are we just going to talk? Or do I need to go to your altar again?" Zein asked, releasing Cloudy from his embrace. He watched the white rabbit hop around the Medium before scurrying to the other animals in the outer garden.

"You’ll have to go there to receive what I want to give you," the Goddess replied while continuing to walk toward the inner garden. "But we can do that later; why don’t we chat first?"

"Is there anything to chat about?"

Answering like this to a deity was probably a suicidal act, but Zein didn’t do it because he was trying to be rebellious. He just knew Frejya preferred to have a conversation without empty words. As proof, the Goddess was laughing instead.