As the two warships slowly sailed back to Marinfando, the Edward Wimble attack officially came to an end.

As the hero who defeated Edward Wimble, Sethy was immediately sent to the hospital for the most comprehensive physical examination and emergency treatment.

The students who were still in shock were given a few days off to restore their mental trauma.

After Zefa sent Seth to the hospital, he knocked on the door of the Marshal's office alone.

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By the time Seth had finished the operation and returned to the special care unit, Zefa had been waiting here for a long time. At this time, his eyes were covered with blood, his originally smooth chin was covered with grayish-white stubble, and an empty bottle of Sherry wine was still in his hand.

The whole person's mental state was obviously extremely haggard.

He hadn't closed his eyes for several days or nights. One was worried about Seth's safety, and the other was...

In this case, Zefa did not dare to close his eyes at all, and for this reason, he had to choose to numb himself with alcohol.

Seeing that Seth was pushed in, although he was wearing a thick bandage on his chest, he was in a good state of mind. The haggard Zefa finally barely smiled and said drunkenly:

"I finally came out, how about the injuries on my body?"

Seeing Zefa's haggard appearance after a hangover, a hint of unbearableness flashed in Seth's eyes. He soon suppressed the unbearableness in his heart, and turned to a confident smile and said:

"Don't worry, Teacher Zefa, do you still don't know my physical fitness? I can do anything about that little injury. With the help of life return, I will continue to practice the two-color domineering spirit with you within three days."

Hearing the word "teacher", Zefa's smile froze for no reason. He looked down at the bottle in his hand, and suddenly smashed the bottle in his hand.

He held his head and spoke with pain:

"Are you guys like me who don't save you, are you no longer qualified to continue to be your teacher?"

In front of this disciple he admired the most, he exposed his fragility in his heart without reservation for the first time.

"Do you know, I don't dare to close my eyes these days. I just need to close my eyes. Those dead disciples, and my wife and children, have turned into evil spirits and come back to question me.

Ask me why I was obviously the Navy general and why I couldn’t protect my wife and children well, and ask me why I was obviously their most trusted teacher, but I didn’t help them.”

While speaking, Zefa was still slapping his head, and his originally determined face was already in tears at this time.

Looking at Zefa in front of him, Seth suddenly understood the problem now.

Although Zefa's arm was saved because of his timely rescue, and the only ones who died in this newcomers were Ain and Binz, the nearly half of the mortality rate still hit him.

Zefa had left a deep psychological shadow because of the tragic death of his previous wife and children. Over the years, he relied on infusing his feelings and hopes on the students of the elite class in succession to divert attention and heal the pain in his heart.

But now, such a thing happened suddenly, and it is normal for Zefa to appear in such self-doubt.

Although he had figured out the crux of the problem, Sethy did not intend to speak to comfort the method.

For a strong man like Zefa, this kind of comfort has no effect at all.

With this in mind, Seti suddenly glanced at the broken bottle on the ground, and suddenly noticed in his heart. He endured the severe pain on his body, forced Zefa's hand away, stared at Zefa's eyes, and Seti suddenly smiled:

"Teacher, I suddenly wanted to drink, so I took me to a place where the doctor couldn't find it."

Hearing this, Zefa, who was originally in regret, was stunned. He looked at Sethy, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth in front of him, and suddenly laughed.

This time his smile was not as forced as before. He felt his student's wishes and was not willing to let this wish down, so he spoke:

"Let's go, the best Sherry wine, I have enough at home!"

While he was speaking, he had already carried Seth on his back, completely ignoring that it was the eighth floor of the hospital, and jumped directly from the window with Seth on his back.

Zefa, who was in mid-air, came to his home with Sethi on his back.

Zefa lived in no different from ordinary lieutenant generals. The same standard courtyard was only far away from the downtown area of ​​Marinfando, so it seemed quieter and quieter.

Putting Sethy on his sofa, Zefa turned around and went down to his basement, and after a moment he brought a full box of Sherry wine.

Take out a bottle and throw it to Sethi:

"Take it. There are so many kinds of wines in this world, but I only have a special liking for them. In my opinion, the most casual wine is this kind of wine."

Looking at the Sherry wine in his hand, Seth suddenly pulled out the plug and took a sip. The feeling was sweet when it entered his mouth. He felt warm in his stomach when it poured into his throat.

Sethy suddenly agreed with Zefa’s idea. The taste of this Sherry wine is really good.

Seeing Seti's face full of enjoyment, Zefa smiled and took out a bottle and took a big mouthful.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, just drank silently. After about a whole bottle of Sherry wine was eaten, Zefa gradually opened up the conversation:

"Seti, tell me about your past, what did you do before you joined the Navy?"

"Before joining the Navy?"

Sethy tasted the wine in her hand again, thought about it and said half true and half false:

"Actually, there is nothing to say. When I was a child, I lived a long distance from Marinfando until one day because of an accident, I came to the West Sea and stumbled into the underground boxing world for three years. Then I was met by Colonel Orlando..."

Zefa listened quietly. When he heard the "an accident", his eyes fluctuated significantly, but he probably no one except him knew what he thought of.

After hearing Sethy's past, Zefa spoke on his own without waiting for Sethy to ask:

"Since you have talked about your past, in exchange, let me talk about my past."

As he said that, Zefa talked about his past. In fact, some things were already clear about in his previous life, but more of them were things that he had never heard of before.

So Sethi also listened quite seriously.

In this way, he went from Zefa's childhood to the rise of "not killing generals", to the accidental loss of his wife and children, and everything later on.

As he spoke, Zefa's expression gradually changed. He put down the wine bottle, and a raging fire flashed in his eyes:

"I'm so foolish now. I've seen so much darkness with my own eyes, but I wishfully think that I can change everything, but in the end, I didn't change anything, and I just brought misfortune to everyone around me."
Chapter completed!