Cracker had suffered a crushing defeat in the Paramount War because he could not endure pain.
The news that he had even been knocked unconscious by pain itself
was like a muffled clap of thunder, stirring no small commotion within the military.
But more than that, it brought a sense of disappointed frustration.
The atmosphere in the hall of the Supreme Military Command was somewhat heavy at the moment.
"Haah—"
Raymond was the first to sigh, breaking the silence. "Such talent, yet ruined by something like this. Why?"
He could not understand how Big Mom's son could have such a ridiculous flaw.
The key was that his talent was exceptionally high. Though he was the tenth son, his strength far surpassed that of many of his older brothers.
Previously, only Katakuri had dared claim he could suppress him.
Oven and Daifuku had only recently begun to catch up.
Kong crossed his arms, his gaze sharp as he delivered his assessment in a stern tone:
"Being unable to endure pain means being unable to bear the injuries and price inevitably incurred in battles between strong opponents."
"A general like that is destined to only fight favorable battles and bully the weak."
"Once he encounters an evenly matched, or even stronger opponent, he will collapse instantly."
"He does not deserve the position of Admiral."
"If his strength were not decent, we would even have to consider stripping him of his Lieutenant General rank."
"Otherwise, he will inevitably become a disgrace to Army Headquarters, and even to the World Government."
Zephyr remained expressionless and said nothing, showing no concern for Cracker whatsoever.
As the former chief instructor who had once taught the Navy's elite,
he had seen too many geniuses, as well as too many of those geniuses fade into obscurity for one