There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380: Chapter 372. Behind the Curtain

Ludya stared at the scar in Radia’s throat.

She did wonder about it yesterday, when she saw the bandage on him. But the fact that it left a mark meant it was intentional. Just like another scar embedded in someone else’s neck.

I’ll take care of it on my own.

She recalled the young man’s answer when she said she couldn’t prevent Radia from falling in love. Indeed, such confidence did not come from appearance alone. She understood now, that the young man was the reason for her grandson’s change during his teenage days; the reason Radia stopped being a mischievous incubus.

Haa...

Ludya let out a sigh. Couldn’t these youngsters love each other normally?

But well...perhaps it was this abnormality that allowed a young man to sacrifice everything for the sake of his beloved. A young love that was filled with obsession and recklessness.

"You’ll put a hole in my throat, Grandma," Radia said casually, before sipping on his tisane.

"When will you give us some explanation?"

"When everyone’s here," Radia glanced at the other tables. "I don’t have time to repeat everything again later."

Zein turned toward the entrance of the greenhouse. "Are we waiting for Shin?" he asked. "How did he fare last night?"

"Pretty well," Radia shrugged. "Confused, naturally. He never knew that he had a sister, so he said it almost felt like a stranger. He was angry for a moment, but he couldn’t get angry at Joon, while getting angry at his father is...well, useless now."

"Mm,"

Just like Shin, Zein never met his father, and couldn’t remember his mother. He had wondered if they would feel like strangers, should he find them without ever hearing their story.

While he pondered about it, Han Shin came wobbling in, eyes half open from drowsiness, muttering about why people want to function so early in the morning--even though it was past eight already. Calix, laughing softly, brought him to sit beside Bassena, who immediately flicked the healer’s forehead to wake him up.

"Why are you here if you don’t want to wake up?" Bassena rolled his eyes.

"But I want to hear it!" Han Shin protested while rubbing his forehead. "I don’t want to hear it from a second-hand report again--ah, lots of sugar with my coffee, Mr. Hamish, thank you--how could Zein stay with a violent guy like you?"

"Because I never get violent with him?" Bassena shrugged without denying that he was indeed prone to violence.

"Ergh--"

"Alright, that’s enough," Radia clapped his hands to stop them. "All of us have lots to do today, so let’s get straight into it."

The house staff, as in automatic, bowed and one by one left the greenhouse. The only one who stayed was the Head Butler, who continued to serve breakfast, along with Calix.

"I want to hear it from the start, Radia," the Matriarch said. "About how they came to this wicked power."

"Ah, about that," Radia took a slice of toast and started to slather some butter. "I can’t find any record of that in the evidence, but I did manage to have Baaleon talk. That being said, he just told me what he heard from the Patriarch. Mind you, only he knew about this story--as the heir--and he shall pass it to his successor."

"Is it not believable?"

"That wasn’t it, just sort of..." Radia twirled his toast on his fingers as he looked for a word. "...vague."

"I see," Ludya shook a salt shaker in her hand, smiling. "Continue."

Radia, in his cheeky way, finished his toast first, as if to make sure everyone’s attention was on him. Only after he washed his throat down with a glass of fruit juice did he continue.

"It began with Torodeo’s grandfather," he said.

"Good Gods--how far back is this thing?" Radia’s father exclaimed while placing a plateful of food in front of his wife.

"Eh, not too far," Radia waved his hand. "As you know, House Horin is known for its archival study. They are interested--and funded--anything related to the history of the Old Age. Torodeo’s grandfather just happens to have an ambition most dangerous."

Han Shin paused his hand and asked with a sneer. "Conquering the world?"

"How?" Zein frowned and tilted his head in confusion. "The rule in the Deathzone is no rescue--that, if he came through the borderline unit at all."