There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 456

Chapter 456: Chapter 449. Ticket

"Aah...that was nice," Zhan moved his head to loosen his neck, shaking his hands to shed the black blood splattered on him.

"The battle?" Banner raised his brow.

"Nah, the guiding," Zhan stretched his back next before putting his spear away. "The battle is mid--it’s just a newly evolved Cerberus anyway."

"But why did it suddenly evolve?" Gus smirked as he walked toward the severed head a few meters away from the giant body. "Look for its core while I check the head. Heads."

The swordsman severed the spot just above the neck, so the heads were rolling in three directions. He tilted them away with his boots and slashed each of the jaws, looking for anything that might be out of place.

"Found anything?" Bassena asked the swordsman.

"Hmm..." Gus cracked the jaw open with his boots and his scabbard, showing Bassena leftover dark purple shards at the roof of the middle head’s mouth. "Seems like it did eat something, just as you said."

"Shin!" Bassena called the healer, who jumped over dead hound bodies like a child doing skipping rope. No one needed healing, so the healer had nothing to do and was as fresh as he could be. "We have something for you to do."

The healer tilted his body to see the head beneath Gus’s foot. He crouched and put on surgical gloves, taking out a kit from his storage ring to take the shards and put them inside a sample tube.

"Done! We can’t do anything until we establish a camp, though," he stood up and looked at the other two espers. "What do you think it is?"

"Whatever it is, it was accelerating the hound’s growth," Bassena rubbed his chin. "We can’t make any conclusion since it’s only the first commander-type we came across, so let’s just proceed for now."

They looked toward the direction of the river and then at the field that was filled with the hound’s carcasses.

"Let’s get rid of this first for the guides," Bassena moved and used his body instead of his darkness now to make a path free of dead bodies. There would be another battle in the river, so he wanted to avoid using magic unless it was necessary, putting less burden on Zein.

Meanwhile, Zhan, who was already done with his sloppy autopsy, ran toward the rear group where the guide was with a core in his hand.

"Zein, Zein--that guide earlier was so different!" the spearman said excitedly.

"Is it better?"

"Much better!" the man laughed and tossed the Cerberus’s core to Kei, who was already waiting with a sealing container. "It’s not prickly anymore, it’s nice!"

Zein nodded in satisfaction. "That’s good then. I was trying something new."

And like any other experiment, it might result in the other direction. But it seemed like Zein just hadn’t found his usual system. He usually visualized water when he guided espers, but no matter what, he had no idea what manner of water he needed to imagine for a long-distance target.

But standing there in the darkness reminded him of the night sea. The vast, huge sea that spanned from island to island. And it just came to him; ah...his worldview was too narrow before.

Fortunately, his experiment worked well this time. The downside of it was just he exerted more energy than usual, which was normal, considering he was sending waves of guiding. But since he didn’t need hand movement anymore, he could even guide while holding his weapon or fighting.

You lose some, you gain some.

"I think, at this point...Captain is even better than the Saintess, isn’t he?" Dheera giggled while guiding Carra, who had been constantly giving the warriors her buff.

"If it’s not for this project, I think he might just take it," Ron said, to which Zein just replied with a chuckle.

"It’s not so bad there," he said. "It’s calm and surrounded by water--lots of cute animals too."

"Eeeh?"

"But a Saint can’t have a relationship," he shrugged, to which the people there responded with a small laugh.

And a Saint couldn’t be imprinted by an esper, Zein said inwardly, eyes staring at the diligent commander clearing the field. Dheera, who had done with her short guiding--just so Carra wouldn’t get too corroded for the next fight--followed the blue gaze and exclaimed softly as she recalled what had been bugging her from the start.

"I have a question!" she raised her arm as if she was still in one of Zein’s class sessions. "Why didn’t Sir Vaski just take care of everything? It seemed like it would be a breeze for him, but he barely moved earlier."

"Because you don’t drop a bomb to an ant nest, do you?" Kei answered with a laugh. "We save the bomb for the real monster."