My Brain Ran Away From Home

"Director, we've searched the entire Impel Down and can't find the former Jailer Chief Sadi or the four Jailer Beasts."

"After reviewing the Den Den Mushi surveillance, it's confirmed that five hours ago, the former Jailer Chief Sadi, along with the four Jailer Beasts, secretly boarded Major General Wilton's warship."

"Combining this with what the doctor said, Sadi herself suffers from a severe masochism disorder. She nearly died during her first meeting with Major General Wilton, which caused her masochism to change. As a result, Sadi not only doesn't hate Major General Wilton, but she actually worships and even loves him."

The office fell silent.

Magellan, seated at the head of the table, stared intently at the surveillance footage playing before him. Five hours ago, Sadi, covered in bandages, had sneakily boarded the warship where Wilton was, accompanied by the equally bandaged four Jailer Beasts.

Then, three hours ago, the warship had departed Impel Down.

"What?"

What was Sadi even doing?

Had she developed another mental illness? Developing feelings of admiration and worship for the person who nearly beat her to death?

Why?

Wouldn't the normal reaction be to become mortal enemies?

Were the worlds of those with mental illnesses really this absurd?

This was truly an eye-opener, like a small knife cutting open his backside.

The worst part was that she didn't just leave, she also took the four Jailer Beasts with her. Was this considered treason?

"Contact Major General Wilton immediately."

It was a lie to say Magellan wasn't angry. If this got out, where would that leave his reputation? It was bad enough that his subordinates were all crazy, but at a critical moment, they would steal and run off.

It was as if they didn't even consider him.

"Yes!"

Meanwhile.

On the vast, rolling sea, a warship was speeding towards Marine Headquarters, Marineford. After a fight with Dragon in Loguetown, Dalmatian had called midway, asking him to return to Marine Headquarters.

This was because Great Staff Officer Tsuru wanted to meet him.

For the past five years, Wilton had fought bravely and made quite a name for himself in the Grand Line, even earning the title of Marine Tough Guy.

The reason for this title was that besides being fearless and unafraid of death in battle, Wilton was also incredibly tough.

His mysteriously confident Tekkai didn't just make his body hard, but his will as well.

In short, he was hard all over.

A true hard man.

Furthermore, he was upright, had merit, and with Dalmatian often boasting about him among the Vice Admirals, it was hard for Sengoku and Tsuru not to know about him.

After the battle with Dragon in Loguetown, Sengoku had wanted Tsuru to meet Wilton, so to speak, to observe him on his behalf.

As Fleet Admiral.

Sengoku was well aware of the importance of talent. Therefore, he would secretly pay attention to promising Marines and nurture them.

Fortunately, he had a few close friends who were willing to support him, otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to maintain his position as Fleet Admiral, both internally and externally.

For example, Zephyr had trained many pillars of the Marines, allowing Sengoku to act decisively after taking office, without worrying about a lack of personnel.

Then there was Tsuru, who had shouldered a lot of his workload.

And Garp, though often unreliable, was very dependable in critical moments, responsible for deterring the great pirates and serving as his primary fighter.

Even the three Admirals, Sakazuki, Kuzan, and Borsalino, despite their individual issues, were all under his control.

He held the position of Fleet Admiral securely and with great authority.

Sengoku knew that sometimes one's focus couldn't solely be on the upper echelons of the Marines, but also on the middle and even the lowest ranks. In fact, the lowest ranks could be even more important than the middle and upper ones.

Therefore, he paid attention to and nurtured any promising Marines, as these individuals would become the pillars of the Marines in the future.

"Buruburu~"

The Den Den Mushi rang urgently.

"Major General Wilton, the former Jailer Chief Sadi and the four Jailer Beasts might be on your warship. Please be sure to apprehend them."

Wilton answered the Den Den Mushi, listening to Magellan's roaring shouts from the other end. He couldn't help but move the Den Den Mushi away from his ear, then glanced sideways at the kneeling figure of one person and four beasts on the deck, who were rubbing their hands together with pleading expressions.

It was evident.

The four Jailer Beasts were somewhat reluctant, sniffling and looking blankly at Wilton, clearly having been threatened by Sadi earlier.

Honestly.

When Sadi and the four Jailer Beasts were caught by his subordinates and brought to him, he was taken aback. He had never expected this perverted woman and the Jailer Beasts to appear here.

Strictly speaking, their relationship was quite hostile.

What's more, the way this perverted woman named Sadi looked at him was incredibly strange. The moment they met, she demanded that he beat her with dumbbells.

She said no matter the method, as long as it was intense and merciless torture, especially with that coy, expectant excitement, it made Wilton's brain go offline on the spot.

He had never encountered such a request before.

Looking for abuse?

A masochist?

He soon discovered this was an illness, and a terminal one at that.

Although he was an absolute advocate for gender equality, he wouldn't resort to indiscriminate abuse. When Sadi attacked him in Impel Down, he had retaliated in kind.

It was a fair duel.

They were even.

Therefore, he directly refused Sadi's unreasonable demands, thinking he would hand her over to other officers once they returned to Marineford.

He never expected that while he was training, Sadi kept harassing him. In the end, Wilton couldn't take it anymore, especially since he was running out of time.

He slapped her, sending Sadi spiraling 360 degrees into the air before she crashed into the ship's cabin wall, spitting blood.

At that moment, Wilton was completely stunned. His jaw dropped as his worldview and values were subjected to an unprecedented shock.

He thought of a condition: Stockholm Syndrome, a psychological disorder where victims fall in love with their abusers.

It was quite bizarre.

But when he considered that this was the world of pirates, it made perfect sense. After all, there were plenty of mentally ill individuals, like that Weapon-Weapon Fruit user BABY-5, who would do anything as long as she felt needed.

Then there were split personalities like Charlotte Pudding, Cavendish, and others.

The key point was that Sadi herself was a severely mentally ill patient with sadistic tendencies and a history of it.

As a mentally sound person, Wilton couldn't understand it, nor did he want to. He wasn't particularly interested in Sadi, despite her good looks, great figure, and decent strength.

If he had to choose, he would definitely pick the more useful and stronger four Jailer Beasts.

"Understood, Chief Warden Magellan."

Wilton nodded at the Den Den Mushi, and the call ended.

"Lord Wilton, please don't send me away. I'll do anything."

As soon as the Den Den Mushi hung up, Sadi wailed and clung to Wilton's right foot, her eyes teary and full of anticipation for Wilton to ravage and abuse her.

Goodbye Impel Down, pleasure, here I come!

"Hopeless."

Wilton twitched his mouth, beckoning a few subordinates to drag Sadi away and keep her under strict guard. They would hand her over to others upon arrival at Marineford.

It was best to have as little contact as possible with such a lunatic, otherwise, his brain would be overwhelmed, and he'd be incredibly unlucky!!