There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 551

Chapter 551: Chapter 545. A Brutal Reception

"Never thought I’d be unsheathing my sword in a wedding reception," Gus laughed while taking his sword out of the storage ring.

"How exciting!"

Perhaps due to the joyful occasion, Dheera didn’t even feel nervous this time despite the scary experience in the last war. But then again, it was hard to feel anxious with these many high-ranking espers and her Captain present.

In a trained manner, the ship Captain immediately returned to the control room while Bassena ordered the ship to keep going. Sierra immediately climbed the crow’s nest and Ron moved to the turret along with another crew. The berserker had already jumped to the front of the ship with a flaming blade, faster than anyone.

"It’s good to be energetic, but don’t forget to be careful," Gus patted the young guide’s head before turning to the front of the ship. "There, your Captain’s calling for you."

"Be safe too, Brother Gus!" Dheera saluted the moving swordsman with a laugh before running toward Zein and his bodyguards.

"You’re very close to her," Senia muttered while running next to Gus.

The swordsman laughed. "Well, she reminds me of my third sister--they’re around the same age."

"I’m the same age too..." Senia mumbled.

"Yes, you are," Gus smiled, flicking the girl’s nose. "Stay here and help me like before."

"Tsk--I know," the girl grumbled and climbed the short ladder to the viewing deck on top of the control cabin. Gus chuckled and jumped into the air, sending a flock of bird-shape wind pressure to slice the incoming giant wasp.

Meanwhile, Zein called out Dheera and Charlot to stay near him in the middle of the deck. It might look like a bad position, but it was a place that allowed Zein to guide everyone at the same time. Besides, it was easier for Senan to protect them in a spacious place.

"Cohen, go and make sure the newlyweds are protected."

"Understood," Cohen gripped his shield and moved with a little smile on his face. Just from that order alone, he could see how much the Patriarch treasured the two.

He glanced at Dheera who carefully put the bottles of wine and champagne inside the icebox, humming about how she should keep it safe for the newlyweds. Looking up at the sparks from Sierra’s mana bullets and the flash from the railgun Ron and a crew operated, they almost looked like deadly fireworks.

The anger he felt from the disturbance earlier turned into amusement. Just like the younger guide, Zein did not feel anxious--just annoyed that the celebration was delayed. But also...

Funnily enough, this kind of stuff was very fitting for a berserker’s party.

And that said berserker was busy fuming because his flame got snuffed by the beasts coming from the water. "Sir Vaski, please make me some foothold!"

In annoyance, the flaming berserker gave up on the beasts coming from the water and decided to target those jumping from the cliff and mounting the flying beasts. Bassena, whose role had been reduced to mere support, snapped his fingers to create several platforms in the sky.

"Much thanks!" the berserker, with a totally different kind of emotion than he used during the war, shone brightly as he jumped onto the platform and sliced a jumping devil ape.

Well, with a crew this good, Bassena didn’t need to do much against regular beasts. _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}

Meanwhile, the underwater beasts were being taken care of by Gus. "Senia!" he called out to the elementalist before jumping off the ship. He heard a sharp grumbling sound, but a protective layer of air had already encased him before his body touched the water.

Yeah, Bassena could totally sit this one out. And he did, sitting on the viewing deck while giving general instructions and distributing stepping platforms. With Ron and Sierra managing the sky, Gus and Senia taking care of the water, and Agni annihilating everything in between, he had nothing much to do. The children of darkness patrolling around the ship had enough sentient and skill to get rid of those that managed to slip past the other espers without Bassena needing to control them.

One of those shadowy children even pulled a chair and patted Zein to take a sit while waiting for the battle to be over.

"Thanks," Zein patted the child-sized darkness that nuzzled his palm as its owner would.

Zein did not usually take a relaxing approach in a battle, but this one did feel relaxing. Everyone was within his detection sense, so he could guide them easily--even Gus who was underwater, and Sierra in the crow’s nest. No one needed Charlot’s service, and Dheera was sitting on top of the ice box to secure those bottles of celebration, humming with her forearm in front of her chest, and her other hand on her gun.

Relaxing.

Was it because they had been going through so much worse? Regular beast attacks like this just felt routine--like training, even. It was easy enough that they had no qualms about continuing the celebration after taking care of the beasts. Bassena showed his improved cooking skills, and Dheera took out the bottles she had been guarding. They even managed to sleep well that night, after activating the ship’s barrier and docking near one of the beacons they had set on the previous expedition.

"Kind of feels like a moving base, isn’t it?" Bassena grinned, drinking the after-party coffee on the viewing deck with Zein.

To make sure the others could celebrate to their heart’s content, Zein and Bassena only allowed themselves to have a glass so someone could still stay sober during the night watch. Thanks to that, while the other was sprawling in the dining cabin, the two had a nice, calm date on the viewing deck.

Although there was not much view to be seen.

It’d be quite perfect if they could see past the dark canopy above and peek at some stars, but then, it wouldn’t be a Deathzone.

"A wedding in the Deathzone," Bassena chuckled as he leaned against the railing, glancing at the guide beside him. "And you said there’s no love here."