Dragon's Question!

Seeing that Dragon was so indifferent after not seeing him for about two years, Vidal and the other two were not surprised, because the former was usually like this back in the Special Training Camp, and only when talking about Garp would his face show more expressions.

In this respect, Dragon and Sakazuki are quite similar, except that the latter's face turns murderous whenever pirates are mentioned, which is why Borsalino doesn't like them much—they're too gloomy!

"Dragon's two-year deployment in Mary Geoise is about to expire, and he's here to receive a new assignment. Since the three of you are all here, we thought we'd have him come over today to have a get-together with you all," Fleet Admiral Kong said with a smile, taking a sip of matcha from his teacup.

At this moment, Dragon had already walked to the desk and said, "Fleet Admiral, I would like to request a transfer to G-3 Fortress in the New World, and also request a week's leave."

Such a direct statement made Kong the Kong frown, while Sakazuki gave him an admiring look, as if they were kindred spirits. He was probably thinking to himself, "No wonder he's my roommate, no wonder he's the son of a naval hero. He's just as eager as I am to clean up the marine debris!"

"It seems you're prepared to guard your father's branch in his place." Sengoku, sitting back on the sofa, looked at Dragon with satisfaction. He never expected that Garp, that unconventional bastard, would have such a responsible son.

"However, G-3 is already a frontier area in the New World," Kong, somewhat opposed to Dragon going there so early.

No matter how much of a scoundrel Garp is, he's still a Marine hero, Dragon is his only son. Sending Dragon near a group of pirate emperors just two years after graduation carries obvious risks.

Even Sakazuki was only sent to the G-1 Branch in the rear, precisely to both relieve the Navy's pressure in the New World and reduce the casualty rate of this naval rookie.

This made Kong fall into deep thought for a moment. Dragon didn't urge him and stood there quietly, and the atmosphere in the office immediately became quiet.

"Let me ask you why you asked for leave first," Kong said.

I want to see my father!

Dragon's reason was impeccable; what's wrong with a son who's been away on a job for two years wanting to see his father whom he hasn't seen in two years?

"Then go see Garp first. If he supports you going to G-3, then you can report there next January." Kong ultimately chose to pass the question on to Garp. If his father agreed, then as the Fleet Admiral, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

After all, Dragon's strength is quite impressive. Although he hasn't experienced any battles in two years, his Emission level of Armament Haki is enough for him to cautiously navigate the New World.

"Thank you, Fleet Admiral!"

"Yes, and based on your outstanding performance in Mary Geoise, you are now officially being promoted to Commodore of the Marine Headquarters," Kong announced solemnly.

This made Dragon frown immediately. "I didn't do anything there. On the contrary, I heard many Celestial Dragons praising Vidal." As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at Vidal beside him.

You're very popular in Mary Geoise.

"That's great. I've also gotten quite a few good things from them. It was a pleasant collaboration," Vidal said with a shrug and a smile.

"Nothing happened during your tenure, that's enough." Kong took an appointment document from the drawer and pushed it over. Actually, this was the Five Elders' idea. It's said that no matter what Dragon saw, he just looked at it expressionlessly and didn't have any bad attitude.

In this respect alone, he's already far superior to Garp, who would openly insult him!

"Thanks."

Dragon glanced at the Commodore appointment letter on the table, then finally reached out and picked it up, sighing inwardly, "My father always hoped I would become an outstanding naval officer. Although I can't be outstanding, Commodore has at least fulfilled his expectations."

Seeing that the formalities were over, Vidal patted Dragon on the shoulder and said with a smile, "The three of us are going to have a meal together in the main dining hall downstairs. You should come along too; it won't be easy for us to get together like this again."

"Good!"

"I'd also like to have a chat with you guys." Dragon agreed without hesitation, because he knew very well that these three old classmates would definitely become big figures in the Navy in the future, and it would be good to learn more about them.

After all, they should have changed quite a bit during the Special Training Camp and two years after graduation, just like me.

"Vidal, don't forget to come to my office after the meal," Sengoku instructed his disciple who was about to leave.

"Understood!" Vidal turned around and gave a hearty smile, then led the three men straight out of the Fleet Admiral's Office.

[Slap.]

The door closed, and the room suddenly felt much brighter and more spacious. Kong let out a sigh of relief, leaning back in his chair, and laughed, "With these four, the Navy won't have to worry about talent for the next fifty years!"

"Indeed, at their growth rate, they'll be ready in about ten years. But there are only three Admiral positions. Have you decided how to distribute them?" Sengoku asked, picking up a senbei from the coffee table and eating it.

"Ha ha!"

Kong laughed loudly upon hearing this, then looked intently at the other person and said, "I think this is a problem you'll have to solve when the time comes."

"Um"

Sengoku paused for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly. Although he didn't answer Fleet Admiral Kong, he understood that there was nothing wrong with what he said. Ten years later, he might actually be the one thinking about these things.

However, the thought of having Vidal, Sakazuki, Borsalino, Dragon under his command when he was the Fleet Admiral instantly made him feel much happier.

"I must take them to the New World then!"

The entire second floor of the Justice Fortress was a canteen, and there were even private rooms specifically for high-ranking officers to dine together. However, Vidal and his three companions did not go into the private rooms, but instead found a corner in the lobby to sit down.

Borsalino was only Colonel and, according to the rules, was not entitled to use a private box.

Although Vidal and his group could easily have insisted on having a private room, and the cafeteria manager probably wouldn't have made things difficult, none of the people present were the type to be arrogant and domineering in private.

However, as soon as the Marineford F4 entered the cafeteria, which was comparable to a football field, they were met with countless surprised, curious, and admiring gazes.

However, the aura of Vidal and his three companions together was so powerful that no one came over to disturb them along the way. When they arrived at the chosen corner table, Vidal and Borsalino sat in a row, while Sakazuki and Dragon sat opposite them.

"Let's have some food here today. I remember the last time we had a get-together here was when fifty of us from our class came together at the beginning of the semester," Vidal said with a smile, picking up the menu from the table.

"Vidal, Sakazuki, Borsalino, we've all been through a lot these past two years. Have you found the justice in your hearts?" Dragon placed his hands on the table, his eyes fixed intently on Vidal across from him as he spoke.

"You've been through a lot?"

Borsalino paused for a moment, recalling his experience at the G-2 Branch. It seemed that apart from supporting Vidal twice, there wasn't much else to it; it was just going to work and leaving work on time every day.

Thank you Zhao Jiufeng for the 1500 reward! Thank you, thank you!