Chapter 421 - 414. Black Prison
The tea time was proven to be a good space to unwind for Bassena before the trial he had to endure inside the black marble. With the gentle Saintess, the quiet Medium, and the cheerful Elena, the afternoon passed in a peaceful bliss.
Bassena did not prolong their hospitality, however. Worried that the peace would make him complacent and lowering his guard, he determined to enter the hyperbolic time chamber right after the tea.
For the sake of secrecy, the procession was made in the lobby before the stairs leading to the Sky Garden--which was forbidden even for the Templars.
"Wish me luck,"
"You don’t need luck; you already have what you need," Zein patted the esper who started to look anxious again.
"I won’t have you inside," he puffed his cheeks; an act that would make even the members of Anzus’s jaws drop.
Zein muffled a laugh behind his fist before scolding the man. "Don’t be a child and show me what the future strongest esper could do."
Future strongest esper...Bassena’s face turned slack before grinning widely. He leaned forward and touched the guide’s forehead with his. "Can I get a kiss at least? One kiss, for me to take for...however long I would be there."
Zein smiled and grasped the esper’s cheek, stroking the black scales as he kissed Bassena gently, softly; full of affection and conviction that he would still be there no matter how long Bassena took inside. It was quite chaste, but it meant so much for Bassena. When their lips parted a few seconds later, his anxiety was gone.
Bassena glanced at the Saintess and the Templars. Yes; Zein would be safe here--at least from non-deity entities.
After putting his mind at ease, Bassena took out the black marble and put his mana inside. Waves of magic energy came out massively that the Templars had to shield the priests from the vibration alone. The marble kept on sucking the esper’s mana inside while Bassena slowly got swallowed by his shadow.