Gion and Rashu were childhood sweethearts.
Unlike Ain, who was about the same age as Rashu, Gion had been taking good care of him since Zefa adopted him.
Although she usually did not express her feelings, Gion had always taken care of Rashu like a big sister.
This could be seen from the fact that she went against Teacher Zefa's wishes and promised Rashu to teach him swordsmanship.
During the three years that Rashu was stationed at the G-9 naval branch, many of the troubles he caused were solved by Gion.
As for the word "baby", it was just a joke that old man Zefa made when Rashu was young.
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When Rashu slowly returned to his residence, a person was already waiting for him anxiously at the door.
Her long, wavy blue hair reflected her beauty under her gaze. Her eyes were slightly red, and it was obvious that she had just cried.
Ain.
"Have you really decided?"
Seeing Rashu appear, Ain opened his mouth. He seemed to have forgotten the thousands of words in his heart. In the end, he could only force out this question.
However, the moment she finished speaking, a trace of loneliness flashed across the depths of her beautiful eyes.
Because the answer was yes.
Undoubtedly, no one could change it.
She knew Rashu's personality all too well.
His stubborn and unyielding temperament was inherited from Teacher Zefa.
They were clearly two people who were not related by blood, but their personalities were exactly the same. He really did not know if it was luck or misfortune.
Rashu smiled and said gently,"
"Don't worry, I won't do anything rash.”
Then, he gently pushed the door open and entered.
The room was very clean and tidy. It could even be said to be spotless.
It was impossible to tell that this was a place that had not been lived in for three years.
Rashu stood in front of the door in a daze, looking at the military academy dormitory that hadn't changed at all from the time he had left. A warm feeling involuntarily arose in his heart.
There was a stool, a ridiculously huge desk, and a simple bed.
This was where he had lived for nearly ten years.
There were all kinds of books, maps, and sand table models on the desk.
The types of books were even more all-encompassing.
A copy of the Devil's Fruit Illustrated Guide…
Overbearing summary and cultivation method…
Military command theory and application
Intelligence infiltration and intelligence acquisition…
An in-depth explanation of the Six Navy Styles…
An introduction to swordsmanship theory and famous swords…
Beginner Sniper…
The structure of naval warships and the design of cannons…
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It could be said that any book on this desk would be a priceless treasure in the sea.
This was the crystallization of the wisdom accumulated by generations of navy higher-ups and countless predecessors. There were many contents that even some generals in the headquarters could not understand.
However, these books were simply placed on Rashu's desk, allowing him to flip through and study.
This was naturally Zefa's love.
Basically, it was within his ability, or even beyond his authority, to provide the best training resources and conditions for Rashu's growth.
However…
This was not the most shocking thing.
The most terrifying thing was the pile of " waste paper " that was piled up beside the desk.
Seeing the messy pile of waste paper, Rashu's eyes went blank for a moment and he subconsciously walked forward.
He randomly picked up a piece of " waste paper ", which was filled with small, crooked words.
The first thing that caught his eye was the title of the article.
The importance of artillery in naval warfare.
The corners of Rashu's mouth curled into a smile.
He put down the paper in his hand and picked up another one.
On the Possibility of Forming an Air Force.
Every piece of paper was an analysis article similar to an academic paper in the real world.
There were many things, from the improvement of the land army's landing operations to the sea battle command, from the physiological anatomy of the human body in the application of the navy's six types to the psychological analysis of torture...
If the other navies in the headquarters saw these " papers ", they would probably be shocked.
However, they would never have thought that this was something written by a nine-year-old child.
In a trance, scenes seemed to appear in Rashu's mind.
Under the dim light, a little kid was sitting in front of a desk and swinging his legs. He was seriously holding a bunch of tomes that others were too lazy to read. He was reading with great interest and would occasionally write and draw on a piece of white paper.
That was probably one of the few times that could make Luo Xiu calm down and forget everything other than military training.
"These things of yours are too shocking. Ever since you left, Teacher Zefa ordered to seal off your dormitory and not let anyone in.”
Ain said slowly from behind.
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