Chapter 69 Elaine's Letter

　　"Sherman!" Valeria burst through the door, her face filled with worry as she delivered the news she had heard. 　　Seeing Sherman's disoriented look, Valeria froze in awe, taken aback by the sight of her brother in such a state. 　　Sherman narrowed his eyes at Valeria, tilted his head, and took a large sip of wine, slurring his words. "I thought you'd left." 　　"Look at what you've become," Valeria scolded, picking up the bottle from the ground and cross-examining Sherman, who sat paralyzed in his seat. "The war outside rages on, and if your people see you like this, how can we..." 　　"What's wrong with me?" Sherman interrupted, rudely cutting her off. "I haven't missed any information, I haven't made any irrational decisions. The war is under control. I just want to spend the night in peace. Tomorrow, I'll be back to my old self. Can't you leave me alone?" 　　At this moment, Sherman resembled a wounded beast more than a leader. He seemed distressed and a bit hysterical, far from his usual