" This kid... How can he have such a terrifying murderous aura..."
The high-ranking officers of the navy could feel the murderous intent radiating from Rashu. Their expressions changed slightly, and they were terrified.
Almost all of them were peak experts who had experienced countless life and death battles and bloody battles.
In the magnificent era before Roger turned himself in, although the number of pirates was far less rampant than after the start of the Great Pirate Era, the strength and quality of the pirates were much higher.
However, they had never felt such a degree of killing intent from a young person like Rashu.
What had this kid experienced and what was he hiding?
"I understand."
At this moment, Rashu finally broke the silence in the corridor in front of the ward and said expressionlessly.
Then, he looked at the tightly shut door of the ward.
He slowly raised his hand.
The others were surprised to find that Rashu's hands were actually trembling.
Karp seemed to have realized something and suddenly said,"
"Let's go deal with other things first and let the father and son have a chat.”
Zhan Guo and the others were stunned. They nodded and slowly left the ward.
The corridor of the ward was empty. It was so quiet that even the sound of falling leaves outside could be heard clearly.
The air was heavy, as if it was suffocating Rashu.
He suddenly realized that the door in front of him was so heavy.
What happened to the old man who was seriously injured behind the door?
After not seeing him for so many years, how had he changed?
And how should she face him?
Ever since the old man retired from the position of admiral, he had been obsessed with training the younger generation of the navy.
There were many naval officers in the navy, and those whose names he could name were all his students who had received his guidance.
But now, a whole batch of interns from the naval academy, the third generation of elites of the navy, were all buried in that sea area.
What kind of cruel blow would this be to that stubborn old man?
Rashu suddenly felt as if his heart had been twisted by someone.
Although the Zhan Guo Marshal only used a few simple words to summarize this matter, Rashu seemed to be able to see the soul-stirring and unbearable scene in his mind.
That arrogant old man, a general who had never killed a pirate in his life, could only watch helplessly as his students were killed by the cruel pirates one by one.
He could only helplessly look at the young faces that were gradually covered and buried by bright red blood.
Until the end.
On the entire naval warship, there was only an old man who had lost his soul. He was kneeling on the cold deck, covered in rain and blood. He was crying so hard that he could not make a sound.
He must be blaming himself.
He hated himself for being too weak and hated himself for not having enough determination.
He had failed to protect his beloved student.
He had failed to let the navy's hope survive and grow.
On the battlefield, the most terrifying thing was not dying in battle.
You are the only one who survived.
The corridor was as quiet as a grave.
Rashu stood silently in front of the ward.
The pair of hands that could easily crush steel could not push open the door.
"Brat, come in…Hesitation isn't in your character.”
An extremely weak and hoarse voice suddenly came from inside the door.
The familiar voice caused Rashu to abruptly freeze on the spot.
He took a deep breath, as if he had used all his strength.
He pushed the door open and entered.
The ward was shining brightly.
Faint sunlight shone in through the window, and at the end of the light was a blood-stained hospital bed.
A burly figure was leaning against the head of the bed, his upper body wrapped in blood-stained bandages.
The man's purple hair fell down in a mess, covering his eyes.
Rashu's heart trembled.
Because Zefa's right arm and shoulder were empty!
His right arm had actually been severed!!
Rashu clenched his fists tightly.
He could clearly feel a burning sensation in his chest that was about to burst out at any moment.
The indescribable anger made every breath of air seem to grow horns and cut across his chest.
In his mind, he imagined the sadness that flashed through the depths of the old man's eyes every time he saw his empty right arm after he woke up.
He was Blackwrist Zefa!
Could Zefa, who had lost an arm, still be called Blackwrist?
Zefa looked down at his broken arm and shook his head with a smile.
He sat up casually, but his brows were furrowed.
It could be seen that this small action had affected his wound.
He looked at Rashu, who was standing motionlessly at the door.
Looking at the latter's handsome face and tall body, he smiled and asked,
"I heard from Ain that you had a fight with Hawkeye.”
"How's the cultivation of swordsmanship and the development of your Demon Fruit?”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Rashu's entire person seemed to have been struck by lightning, his stiff body trembling.
Scenes of the past rolled out of his mind, as if they were imprinted in the depths of his soul.
"You brat! If you insist on eating this Devil Fruit, then scram!!”
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"If you want to learn the sword, then scram to the branch! I don't want to see you again!"
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The angry voice echoed repeatedly…
Zefa smiled warmly.
Rashu's face was covered in tears unknowingly.
This old bastard…
He had clearly lost an arm and suffered a huge defeat.
This was the first thing he said when he saw her.
"I'm already very strong."
Rashu gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile.
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