SFS Chapter 401 What have you done!
Chapter 401 What have you done!
The setting sun was as red as blood, slowly sinking on the other side of the coastline, and the world was painted into a tragic and sad orange-red.
On the damaged warship, the entire deck was stained red with blood, and the dripping sound came into the ears, as if telling some tragic story.
Five bloody marines stood in front of Zephyr. Even though they were covered in wounds and their companions had already died, they did not retreat a single step.
Behind them, there are people who cannot give up.
Zefa stared blankly at the five remaining students in front of him, tears streaming down his face, his face full of despair.
He did try to persuade them to leave, but no one did.
Asthma and the side effects of burning his life were like two iron chains that tied him tightly and made him unable to move.
He could only watch as his number of students decreased from more than thirty to five.
"Run away!"
Zefa roared again, his voice filled with sadness and despair.
The remaining five marines did not look back, but supported their broken bodies and resolutely stood in front of Zefa.
“Run…run…”
Zefa's voice gradually faded away. He knew that all this was in vain.
"Don't delay any longer, Weevil, or the navy will come." Bakin shouted at Weevil.
"Got it, Mom!"
Weeble took a few breaths. The long battle had drained away about 60 to 70 percent of his strength.
His fat body moved, and he walked to the five remaining marines with his thin legs that were seriously disproportionate to his body.
"You guys, just give me money and let me die!"
After Weibull finished speaking, he raised the naginata in his hand, and blood dripped onto the ground with a plop sound.
Just as the naginata was about to fall, a strong sonic boom suddenly sounded.
"What have you done!"
Accompanied by an angry voice, a dark figure rushed towards Weibull and punched him in the stomach with a fist covered in armed color.
Bang!
Weibull flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his body embedded in the railing in the distance.
Tarvis was suspended in the air, the transparent wings behind him kept vibrating, and a heat was emanating from his body.
He had a sturdy build, his suit stretched out by his muscles, and he wore a half white mask that covered the upper half of his face.
"Oh no! The navy reinforcements are coming! Run, silly boy!"
Bakin thought Talvis was a naval reinforcement and immediately felt something was wrong. He shouted to Weeble and jumped off the warship.
"Wait for me, Mom!"
Weibull wiped a mouthful of blood, cried out, turned around and jumped into the sea.
Talvis didn't chase after them. Weevil and Bakin were not devil fruit users and were not afraid of sea water, but he was still afraid.
Moreover, the current situation of Zefa and others is not optimistic and requires his immediate attention.
"Great, reinforcements are finally here."
Seeing Talvisi beat Weeble away, one of the marines smiled, then his eyes rolled back and his body fell uncontrollably.
Tarvis flashed and quickly caught the marine and gently put him down.
Although he didn't know what happened, he could guess the general situation just from the situation at the scene.
These sailors fought desperately to protect his father and they were all his benefactors.
Talvis took out a bottle of pink potion from his space bag and sprayed it at the unconscious navy.
This is a healing medicine developed by the Kingdom of Adrian. It neutralizes multiple herbs and has a very powerful effect in saving lives.
Seeing Tarvis's actions, the rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief and sat down weakly on the deck.
At first, they didn't know Talvis's identity and didn't dare to let their guard down.
Now seeing Tarvis healing their companions, they were also certain that Tarvis was their reinforcements.
After dealing with the unconscious marine, Tarvis walked to Zephyr's side.
Looking at the man in front of him who was so different from his impression of him, Tarvis felt extremely heartbroken.
He slowly knelt down and reached out with trembling hands to wipe away the blood and tears on Zefa's face.
"Do you know... me?" Zefa asked weakly.
He saw the tears sliding down Tarvis's mask, and felt a pang of pain in his heart.
He couldn't see Tarvis's face clearly through the mask, but looking at the purple hair that was the same as his and that familiar feeling, an impossible answer appeared in his mind.
Tal…Weiss.
Thinking of this, Zefa shook his head and denied his unrealistic fantasy.
It seems that I was too tired and had such an illusion.
Tarvis did not reveal his identity, after all, there were four navy officers around him.
"Well, let's talk about it later. Let's take care of the injury first."
Tarvis nodded and answered with a choked voice.
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night.
As night fell, a cold sea breeze blew, bringing with it the smell of salty sea water and... a faint smell of blood.
On the deck, the bodies of more than fifty sailors were neatly lined up.
Not far away, eight wounded marines lay on the sheets.
In addition to the last five remaining sailors, there were two dying sailors that Talvis found in the pile of corpses, and Miss who was unconscious in the sea.
After finishing all this, two hours had passed.
After settling these people, Tarvis turned and walked towards a room in the warship.
The yellow light illuminated the small room. A man wrapped in bandages lay on the hospital bed. The sea breeze blew the curtains, bringing gusts of coolness.
Tarvis walked over and closed the window, then quietly walked to the chair beside the bed and sat down.
There was a table next to the boat, with not much on it, just a few packs of cigars and a photo frame.
Tarvis took the photo frame in his hand and looked at the photo, lost in memories.
The photo was a family portrait. Zefa, who was in high spirits, was holding Lucia's hand, and Talvis, who was smiling, was sitting on Zefa's shoulders with a happy smile on his face.
This is a family photo of Zefa's family. Since his family "died", the photo has become his only way to express his longing for them.
Every time he left Marinford, he would habitually take this photo with him.
As he watched, Tarvis suddenly burst into tears. Even a strong man could not control his emotions after seeing his beloved father.
He knew his father, and he must have been very sad after learning the news of the death of mother and son.
Just as Tarvis was feeling sad, a hoarse voice came to his ears.
"who are you?"
Tarvis put down the photo in his hand, turned to look at Zefa who had opened his eyes, and stretched out his right hand to his face.