There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 690

Chapter 690: Side Story 3. Stellar Blossom - 25

Zein, as if leading the most dangerous and difficult raid in his life, faced the audience with sharp eyes full of warning. A screen was hovering by his side, showing a transparent drawing of a human anatomy--courtesy of his talented husband.

"You need to be very, very precise while doing this," Zein started with a stern warning.

The audience was already in full concentration, but they straightened their back even more. Even the Eastern Sun couldn’t help but turn tense in this atmosphere. At any rate, she wasn’t so heartless to be languid in front of desperate, nervous faces.

Radia did not even bow or beg when asking for her cooperation during Operation Fallen Star. Hell--the man didn’t even feign a soft tone, confidently asking to trade her skills with a healing artifact. She could tell that even without her cooperation, Radia would be able to find another way somehow.

How desperate must this man be, if he thought the only way he could save his husband was by kneeling in public? Even to the point of pressing his head on the cold, wet ground?

There was no way she could do things half-heartedly after seeing such a display.

Well...even if she did, Bassena Vaski would probably shred her to bits after the new Saint-class healer dismantled her mental power. What a terrifying combination.

Ah, she should listened well to the explanation.

"What we’re going to do, essentially, was letting the cold energy be eaten by the sentient flame," Zein continued, pointing at the white lantern. "But at the same time, we can’t let the flame become overwhelming and rampaging inside his body instead."

"So, that’s why you need me?" the Eastern Sun asked, glancing at the swirling flame energetically flickering inside the white lantern. "To control the flame?"

"Yes," Zein nodded, glancing briefly at the screen. There, a simulation was played, where a small flame entered the human’s mouth and struck the mana core in the solar plexus. "We will send the sentient flame through Joon’s mouth, and you’ll control it to destroy his core."

They instantly stirred at the brutal explanation, but Zein was unfazed. He shifted his gaze to the newly arrived healer. "Shin, you need to constantly heal him inside, but not in a way that would disturb the fight."

Han Shin, who had been clenching his fist to manage his emotions, moved his lips stiffly. Even when he understood the reason, hearing it was still hard. "I need to precisely target the damaged part instead of healing his entire body, and...leaving the fighting zone alone."

"Precisely," Zein moved the simulation forward. Once the small flame crushed the core, blue energy blasted out and quickly spread all over the body. Instantly, the chart beside the human diagram, which showed the vital signs, went into chaos. "This is what will happen if we destroy the core."

The reaction of the audience was even more chaotic, but Zein turned toward the nervous Saintess before anyone could raise a question. "Thus, someone needs to control this cold energy, gathering it in one place so the flame can eat it without damaging too much area."

"Gathering it...within the remnant of the core?" the Saintess bit her lips. "That means...it has to be done the moment the core is destroyed, isn’t it?"

Zein nodded. "As I said, it has to be precise."

The simulation ran again, where the spreading blue energy turned into a sphere. The red flame started to devour it, and the clash between the two energies, once again, sent the vital signs into chaos.

"Naturally, his body will react violently during the fight, so you need to multi-task heavily, Shin."

"I know," discarding his usual cheekiness, Han Shin nodded with a serious air around him. "I’ll make sure to keep him stable and healed."

"I know you will. Now," Zein returned his gaze to the Eastern Sun. "Once the cold energy completely disappears, you need to guide the flame out immediately before it settles and creates a new core."

The Easter Sun tilted her head. "Can’t we just let it replace the core?"

"No," Radia cut in sharply, prompting the Saintess to flinch in surprise.

It was Joon’s constitution that couldn’t support the formation of a perfect core, so even making a new one would only cause him more pain. He would get burned from the inside instead, especially since the flame was sentient.

Sighing, Zein looked at the Eastern Sun while smiling with a cold gaze. "Please only follow the instructions."

"O...okay?"

The Eastern Sun sighed inwardly. She had used to be the greatest in a room, but she felt insignificant here. Even this Saintess beside her looked like a meek dandelion as if she could scatter easily if Zein so much as to glare in her direction.

"Okay, that’s about it," Zein clapped his hand again, which was a habit he gained from leading Trinity’s first generation of strike guides and teaching in the academy. "Do you need more explanation?"

The three people who would do the healing shook their heads, so Zein turned off the screen. He looked at Radia next, speaking with a softer tone. "I know that you probably want to be in the room during the process, but--"

"I understand," Radia said while placing the white lantern in front of the Eastern Sun. "I might react strongly if I see him in pain, and break their concentration."

It was a hard enough process without any distractions, and Radia would try to keep the room sterile even if he had to bar himself from entry. It was a painful, but necessary decision.

Just like kneeling in the snow.