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There’s No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Zein was a rogue Guide living in the god-forsaken land of the red-zone, guiding for money and survival. Until the guild he used to work with caused a tragedy. Driven by sorrow and guilt, Zein became a mercenary guide in the land bordering the forbidden Deathzone, working like a suicidal monk. One day, an overbearing Esper suddenly appeared and told him, “If you’re so hellbent to die, why don’t you come with me to the Deathzone?” A strange proposition, a nostalgic smirk. Had Zein actually met him before? Following the man into the deadly zone, will Zein find the respite he seeks, or will he get engulfed in a storm? But there’s no such thing as love in the deathzone...is it? * * * The story is set in a sentinel-verse, so there will be: - Sentinel (Esper) and Guide - Dungeon! - Romance - Action - …smut? ;) It’s a (kinda) love story wrapped in dungeon system shenanigans, with abilities and action and whatnot

Aerlev · LGBT+
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540 Chs

Chapter 215. Night of Contending Wealth (1)

It's a common conception to think that people attended the Association's annual gathering for building connections or sowing agendas. That was true, of course, but the real reason people came was for the event of the third day; the auction.

There were several auction sites in the Eastern Federation, and even more in the continent. There were those established in the black market too. But the one held at every annual gathering was considered to be the biggest of them all.

It was a fixed event, so there was no need to advertise it. The fact that the most prominent and wealthy espers would gather in one place made the supplier and owner of the auctioned goods save their best products for this event. From artifacts to rare potions, even collectible items from the era before the age of the apocalypse.