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 m