Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 1194

Jeffrey was a member of the one hundred thousand personal guards.

Sean was his idol and he worshipped him like a god. He had no regrets, even if he had to go through the deadliest battles.

He thought he would never see Sean again, but he was excited to meet him again.

"Save the salute."

Sean stepped forward and took Jeffrey's arm.

"Commander...

"We agreed to wait for your return together.

"But I couldn't wait for you and had to be discharged first. I'm sorry."

Jeffrey wiped the corners of his eyes, ashamed.

"I know it's not your fault.

"Have a seat."

Sean held Jeffrey, trying to get him to sit down.

"Commander, I can't sit."

Jeffrey dared not sit down in front of Sean.

It meant he was Sean's equal, which was impossible.

"I'm not a commander right now.

"We're friends."

Sean looked at Jeffrey and said earnestly.

Jeffrey still refused but could only follow orders after Zander reproached him.

Sean helped Jeffrey and sat with Zander in a nearby chair.

It was not until much later that Jeffrey calmed down.

Jeffrey kept talking, and his words were incoherent with excitement.

Sean stopped Zander with a gaze when Zander tried to explain the purpose of their visit.

The people who sacrificed for Dragon Kingdom were true heroes.

It only made sense to visit him.

Using him to help them with something should not be the only purpose.

"You have a business now. It's good that you can take care of yourself."

Sean looked around the restaurant and said quietly.

Jeffrey's expression turned unnatural at the mention of the restaurant.

"My wife's family... paid for it.

"She and I grew up together. I never expected to live off her."

Jeffrey was silent for two seconds before saying with a wry smile.

Looking at the bitterness at the corner of his mouth, you could tell he had many unspeakable sorrows.

Sean understood as he had gone through something similar.

"Why?

"The pension and disability compensation should be enough to cover you for the rest of your life when you discharge."

Zander frowned when he heard this.

"I only received 1,600 dollars."

Jeffrey's smile grew bitter.

"What?"

Zander clenched his fists as his eyes widened.

"Blaze! How... How dare he..."

Then Zander realized what had happened and clenched his fists harder.

Blaze must have embezzled the money!

After all, when Jeffrey was discharged, Blaze had already taken the helm at the Northwest Army.

However, Zander had no idea Blaze dared to touch this money.

"You've enlisted for five years, spending the best years of your youth in the army.

"You shed blood and sweat fighting the enemy to the death. You even ended up being crippled for the rest of your life.

"Yet all your efforts are only worth 1,600 dollars..."

Zander grew more resentful as he spoke. His fists clenched as his fingernails dug deep into his flesh.

He knew soldiers like Jeffrey did not get enlisted for money.

However, the only compensation they could give them after they became crippled was money!