Chapter 32
"Ozawa... Ozawa..."

The little boy opened his eyes, and in front of him was the concerned face of the neighbor's uncle carpenter.

"Why are you sleeping here?"

"Haoo..." the little boy yawned, "I'm waiting for my parents. Yesterday, my parents went out to see the doctor together, and they said they came back yesterday."

"Maybe it's delayed by something, and it happens often." The carpenter took out the sandwich from his basket and handed it to Ozawa. "Eat, you should be hungry."

"Ah, thank you uncle!" Zefa took the sandwich and smiled brightly at the uncle, rinsed his mouth with the river water on the bank first, and then took the sandwich and swallowed it.

“Yummy~”

"Hahaha, I don't know when your parents will come, do you want to go fishing with me?" The carpenter waved his fishing rod.

The little boy was a little moved, but quickly shook his head, as if trying to shake the temptation out of his mind.

"No, I still have to wait for my parents. Uncle, you should catch more!"

"Okay, uncle catch more fish soup for Ozawa, hahaha" Rubbing Ozawa's short purple hair, the carpenter laughed and walked away.

Zefa waited until the clear water of the river was dyed golden by the sun.

"Uncle, why are you here again?" Xiao Zefa looked suspiciously at the uncle carpenter sitting beside him.

"I was kicked out by your aunt because I was fishing for too long, hahaha." The uncle smiled a little far-fetched.

Xiao Zefa brushed off the dust next to him with his hands and asked the uncle to sit down.

At this time, the evening wind was blowing gently on the river bank, the aquatic plants on the bank swayed with the wind, and insects could be heard. From time to time, fish came out of the water and spit bubbles, and then swung their tails and dived to the bottom of the river.

The uncle stroked Zefa's head with rough hands.

"Ozawa, what kind of person do you want to be?"

"Hero! I want to be a hero who makes everyone happy."

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Zefa fell into a deep sleep, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already lying in the room of the neighbor's uncle's son, and his aunt put breakfast on the dining table, and he had a share.

This year, Zefa was 8 years old.

At the age of 14, Zefa entered the Naval Academy at the same time as Garp (18), Sengoku (19) and Tsuru (17) in order to become a hero.

"Why can't I practice well, brother Karp!"

"Hahaha, if you don't practice well, just keep practicing. Hard work will never let you down, Zefa!"

Under the cold moon of winter, youths and teenagers have punched thousands of times.

At the age of 28, Zefa was promoted from an ordinary soldier to a corporal. In the same year, Garp, Sengoku, and Crane had made their names in the sea!

At the age of 34, Zefa, who has accumulated a lot of knowledge, captured several big pirates one after another, earning the title of "Black Wrist" Zefa.

At the age of 38, Zefa came from behind to become a general and got married in the same year.This is the happiest year.

39 years old, son was born
At the age of 42, Zefa, who returned from a long journey, once again defended his justice. When he returned to his hometown town on a warship, there was no woman holding a child and smiling sweetly at the port.

"Teacher Zefa! Jackson said... He said he was very proud and did not feel ashamed of the teachings of Teacher Zefa!" The tearful student bowed to Zefa in the rain.He has to go through similar scenes several times a year, and every time it hurts his heart.

There is a tragedy in this world that when you work hard to the death and try your best, the result is even worse, as if fate deliberately played the worst joke on you, making you want to cry without tears.

There was a boy who dreamed of being a hero, and after working hard half his life, he became a hero!
But... nothing has changed.

He still lost all his loved ones.

The passionate and ideal disciples he taught gave their precious lives for this era!

But on the sea, there are more and more pirates burning, killing and looting.

Zefa knelt in front of the clown, his eyes were distorted. In front of him was the dead body of his wife, and the young sailors with familiar faces who fell under the grinning pirates.

He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't breathe in any fresh air.Fear of poisonous gas triggered his own asthma.

"All it takes is one bad day to make the most rational man crazy!"

Surrounded by the navy, the clown put the dagger on Zefa's right arm with a nasty smile...

(End of this chapter)

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