There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Yellow-zone cities were usually the satellite of their green-zone city counterpart. Neyta, as a yellow city for a green-zone that became the center of commerce in the Eastern Federation, was filled with companies and factories. It was boisterous and full of energy, a never-ending work to make sure logistical distribution was done right.

Projo, as the satellite of the capital city Rexon, was calmer in comparison. It was the biggest yellow-zone city, but not the most populated. The infrastructure was great because it was directly managed by Rexon, and the cityscape was made to be as neat as possible that it almost bore no difference from a green-zone city--except for the absence of the high wall.

Many top-tier guilds decided to build their building in Projo that the Sentinel Association decided to put their headquarters there. Because of this, academies and institutes for espers and guides sprung out in the city, and Projo became the academic hub for Eastern Federation. Of course, these educational institutes couldn’t match the quality of the academies in green-zone, but they were more accessible to anyone who wasn’t a green-zone dweller.

That erudition image of the city was probably why Projo seemed to be calmer and more disciplined, but also youthful. If Neyta was filled with workers, Projo was full of aspiring students, balancing studious activity with institutes, libraries, and laboratories, as well as providing many entertainment sites catered to youngsters.

At least, that was what Zein thought as he stared at the city through the window in the hotel lobby.

"This is the first time I’m here!" Dheera pressed her face and exclaimed energetically. "What about you, Vice?"

She looked at Nadine, who--as a veteran celebrity--sat elegantly on one of the tables inside the lounge. In the end, Zein decided to bring those two. He was already determined to bring Nadine--as his ’successor’--even though she wouldn’t come to the Deathzone, whereas Dheera was the ’winner’ of his end-of-the-year examination.

"I’ve been here once when I applied for a practical internship during a Temple course," Nadine answered, telling the girl with her eyes to stop clouding the window and sat quietly with her.

"Oh, how nice. I only went to a local institute so my internship was in the guide center," Dheera, thankfully not a half-wit, immediately joined the older guide in the table.

Zein raised his brow as he watched the two guides across from him, tilting his head in confusion. "Hmm? I thought you all went to the Temple--that wasn’t the case?"

"Oh, right--Captain didn’t go there, right? So..."