There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 664

Chapter 664: Side Story 2. Dance of Flame and Shadow - 23

At first, he was angry. Reasonably so. He left without saying anything to anyone, just wanted to get as far away from the Unit as possible.

It was only after he reached the nearest orange-zone town did he wonder why he didn’t just go to the Deathzone? He was sure that damn Uncle would react in some way and get him back again.

But Ron entered a coffee shop to have a meal, a cup, and time to think about stuff, and realized entering the Deathzone was a stupid thing to do. He would just look desperate and childish, proving Agni’s point. Besides, even if the berserker picked him up again, he would probably strap Ron inside the logistic truck heading to this city.

Nothing would change, really.

After finishing that thought, Ron scoffed and used his rage energy to leave for the association and see if he could get his old job back. Surprisingly enough, he did. His short resume of ’working’ in the Borderland Unit actually worked in his favor, especially because it set him ahead in the scouting field--thanks to the harsh practice and Esther’s mentorship for those three months.

His thought was simple; Agni kicked him out because he was still a ’kid’ in the berserker’s eyes, someone who lacked experience in the real world. The berserker kept saying he shouldn’t waste his youth in that place and whatnot. Fine. In that case, he shall go out and pile up experiences. He would get a job and go around the world. He would spend his youth with so much fulfillment and climb the Tower as much as he could muster.

And when he came back, that damn Uncle wouldn’t have any reason to kick him out again.

Because, as days went by and his rage subsided, he could not believe anything that uncle said. No feelings? He might be a ’kid’, but he got more awareness than Agni in this kind of thing. He was a scout, for fuck’s sake--he would be damned if he couldn’t see that hesitation and slight tremble in those dark eyes as the berserker lied through his teeth.

No feelings for him were absolutely bullshit, and Ron wouldn’t give up just from that lie. After all, it wasn’t like the berserker would go anywhere. He would be there, chained in the Borderland.

If there was something Ron worried about...it would be the repeat of what happened to his father.

While he knew Agni was more cautious and not as compassionate as his father--which increased his survival rate--he still wrote a letter to Esther under an alias, asking the senior scout to give him an update from time to time.

And then, he focused on his work.

Steadily, he built experience. Working with the association meant he could be sent anywhere on the continent, so that worked for his ’seeing the world’ resume. He took about any work the association could offer without discrimination so, once again, he could slap Agni Khan in the face with his resume. Thanks to that, he got a great reputation within the association, and was given access to the best training so he could climb the Tower.

He passed the fourth floor five years later, and found his ceiling. But then again, Agni was a four-star, so Ron had reached his goal. He would try to climb the fifth floor just to be petty, but he knew it would take him at least another five years--that was if he focused on training and not doing any mission.

But he didn’t want to waste too much time and lose his chance again--like how he lost his father.

The berserker was still very much alive, but he didn’t want that Uncle to forget his face. Esther refused to say anything about Agni except for whether or not the man was alive--he reckoned it was to keep things fair. But she did say something that disturbed Ron: how Agni thought Ron would meet better people and forgot about him.

How ridiculous. It was so ridiculous that Ron wanted to come back that second to smack the berserker’s head.