Faced with Dawn's overwhelming strength, he had Ouroboros store the camera Den Den Mushi inside the Castle Fruit, then took a picture of Sanjuan Wolf's already-dead body.
The branch would use it later to confirm his achievements. After that, he might get promoted, receive a raise, and marry a fair—cough, cough, nothing of the sort. He would simply reach the peak of his career in the Marines.
After all, considering the overall situation, Vice Admiral was probably as far as his rank could go.
The three Admirals had only recently taken their positions. They could not exactly be replaced right away, could they?
Dawn's status as an heir was another factor. The Marines attended the Reverie to protect the kings; Dawn could hardly protect himself while attending the Reverie as a king.
Just thinking about it felt strangely amusing.
So, like old man Garp, Vice Admiral would be as far as he could rise. Of course, his status would naturally be rather special as well, just like Garp's.
This was not merely Dawn's own opinion. It was the common understanding of everyone in the Marine high command.
Of course, Dawn had no interest in becoming an Admiral either. Just as Garp had said, he had no interest in being a dog for that bunch of scum. Vice Admiral was enough in terms of rank; what remained was to build prestige and status.
Still, Dawn's prestige in the Marines was not low now. With his immense strength, he could be considered the leading figure among the younger generation.
Even if he was not an Admiral...
But this world valued strength, not rank. That useless CP9 director did not have much face in front of Lucci, did he?
"Dawn~ Dawn! The battle's over!"
Just as Dawn was about to leave, Sola's voice