The Blue Sea Society had so many members.
Aside from Headquarters, every branch and division had members of the Blue Sea Society.
Moreover, it was not limited to the upper-ranking officers. Mid- and low-ranking officers, and even rank-and-file officers, had joined the Blue Sea Society.
Sengoku had recruited Zephyr. Under the guise of psychological counseling, he displayed his ability to rally people and command troops.
Victor, however, disdained playing dirty with Sengoku.
If it was a contest of numbers, then so be it.
As Fleet Admiral, Kong saw everything clearly.
In the eyes of the younger Marines, Victor had even greater influence and the ability to rally people.
Ever since Victor had confronted him head-on and left him at a disadvantage, Sengoku had been extremely irritated.
As a result, he had also been making many mistakes while handling official business.
The goat responsible for eating shredded documents had never stopped chewing.
Knock, knock, knock.
After hearing the knock, Sengoku became even more annoyed.
"Come in." Sengoku took a deep breath and composed himself.
The door opened.
"Uncle Sengoku."
Victor walked in and stopped in front of Sengoku.
Sengoku's brows drew tightly together.
"What is it?"
Sengoku put on a calm expression.
Victor said, "Uncle Sengoku, everyone at Headquarters has been saying that we're competing for the position of Fleet Admiral."
Sengoku said nothing. He quietly looked at Victor.
Victor continued, "I know that Uncle Sengoku has the ability to command the Marines. In some respects, you might even do better than I would."
Of course.
Sengoku thought to himself.
From childhood until now, he had always ranked first in every examination and had never made a mistake in anything he did.
He had been a good student to his teachers and a good subordinate to his superiors.
And he would