An Outlier Even in the World of Cheats

"Major General Wilton."

With immense effort, Sadi was dragged away, her wails and screams echoing throughout the sky.

The four Jailer Beasts followed behind, sniffling and hanging their heads.

He'd had an idea in Impel Down to abduct the four Jailer Beasts, but he'd thought Magellan would never let them go. Now, however, the opportunity had arrived.

These were four powerful combat forces.

Crucially, they were very obedient.

Although their intelligence wasn't high, they did exactly as they were told. He was already a Major General now, and the next step was Vice Admiral. It was time to scout for some subordinates.

These four Jailer Beasts were very suitable.

It was a shame Sadi was a sadist and masochist. If not for these mental illnesses, she could have been his assistant.

To become a Chief Jailer in Impel Down, besides a certain level of combat ability, their work capabilities must have been outstanding.

And they were easy on the eyes!

What a pity.

With a plan in mind, Wilton decided to try his luck when he met Tsuru. It wouldn't cost him anything, and what if Tsuru agreed?

"One thousand five, one thousand eight."

Before long.

Wilton, carrying weights all over his body, began training on the deck, even entering Tekkai state.

Armament Haki was also being consumed.

To save time, he tried to focus on all his abilities during each training session, such as Observation Haki.

He aimed to adapt to all-weather training as much as possible.

He wasn't worried about his body or mind collapsing at all; he was a cheater, after all.

With Recovery and Heal, Justice Potential would fully restore him the next day.

In reality, this kind of all-weather training was exhausting. It meant his body and mind were constantly tense, consuming energy, and overdrawn.

If anyone else dared to train like this, although they might get stronger quickly in the short term, they wouldn't live long because such a load consumed their life force.

It caused irreversible damage to the body.

All-weather.

It sounded simple, but to maintain it consistently until it became a habit, Wilton wouldn't have been able to do it without decades of time.

It was a shame Cheng Yaojin wasn't the Cheng Yaojin from the Vietnam server; otherwise, his cheat would have been incredibly explosive and awesome even among cheats.

Marineford.

The Marine Headquarters, a major organization protecting world peace under the banner of "Absolute Justice," fighting day and night to eradicate all evil forces, not letting any minor sin slip by.

It was an island full of majesty, symbolizing peace, justice, and light.

After more than three hours of sailing, the warship arrived at the port.

It was like a steel fortress, with giant warships everywhere, as well as various elite Marines and generals.

Also, this wasn't his first time at Marine Headquarters. He had come a year ago with Dalmatian because he was being promoted to Major General.

In the Marines, reaching the rank of General required reporting to Headquarters.

It was essentially to let the generals stationed elsewhere feel the power and atmosphere of Headquarters, thus giving them a greater sense of belonging and justice.

Furthermore, even Vice Admirals at Headquarters didn't have the authority to promote their subordinates to Commodore or Major General; that was a right held by Admirals.

Vice Admirals could only promote up to Captain.

And Vice Admirals needed to be personally appointed by the Fleet Admiral. Some promising Major Generals, with good luck, might also be personally appointed by the Fleet Admiral.

Unfortunately.

Wilton hadn't met Sengoku during his last promotion. It was Dalmatian who led him to the Marine assessment department for reporting, and he finally became a Major General after passing the assessment.

This time was somewhat unexpected. After all, the legendary woman of the Marines had specifically asked to see him. It wasn't hard to guess that Sengoku might be behind it, likely to assess him.

To see if he had enough potential and value.

And if there were any problems with his ideology.

If all the above were fine, then Wilton's promotion path should be smooth. Even though he had only been a Major General for a short time, as long as he had commensurate strength and achievements, he could be promoted again.

He might even become a legend or a talking point, such as the fastest-promoted general in the Marines.

"Major General Wilton."

Stepping off the deck and onto the port, there were many generals of the same rank as Wilton walking around, and even some Vice Admirals returning from missions abroad.

Even the Marines working at the port had exceptionally full spirits and possessed considerable combat strength.

A tall, robust female Major General with green, explosive hair and sunglasses, wearing a justice coat, stepped forward, took a close look at Wilton, confirmed it was the person she was waiting for, and greeted him.

"The Great Staff Officer sent me."

Seeing Wilton look over, the female Rear Admiral explained.

"Okay."

Marine Headquarters building.

From the Fleet Admiral down to other Marine generals, almost all of them normally worked inside this building, which was a very grand and imposing structure.

On the way to pick up Wilton, the female Rear Admiral had asked if he wanted to rest for the night before meeting the Great Staff Officer in the morning.

Wilton refused.

He didn't have time to waste at Headquarters, planning to leave after meeting Tsuru. He'd rather spend that time fighting and capturing more pirate criminals.

Before the Summit War ended, he needed sufficient strength and merit.

Winding through the halls.

Along the way, he encountered several elite Rear Admirals and even Vice Admirals. Wilton recognized some and not others, eventually arriving at the Staff Department.

By rank, Tsuru was a Vice Admiral, but she also held the position of Great Staff Officer, giving her far greater authority and status than other Vice Admirals.

Even the Admirals had to obey the orders Tsuru issued as Great Staff Officer when necessary.

These necessary moments were basically during wartime.

During those times, planning wasn't the Admirals' job; their role was to win the war with their highest combat power.

To put it plainly, they were the muscle.

Knock, knock, knock!

The sound of knocking echoed.

"Please come in."

A very kind and gentle voice came from the office, and then the female Rear Admiral pushed the door open. Wilton followed behind her.

Sadi and four Jailer Beasts were also with them.

Wilton intended to hand Sadi over to Tsuru, and as for the Jailer Beasts, he'd take whatever he could get.

Entering the office, it was simple and tidy.

The first thing that entered Wilton's sight was an elderly woman sitting behind a desk, handling official duties.

Her hair was gray and tied into a simple ponytail that reached her shoulders. Her forehead was exposed, and she wore a pair of emerald green earrings.

She wore the coat of a Marine Vice Admiral over a light blue shirt, with a dark purple tie featuring white patterns.

"Vice Admiral, Rear Admiral Wilton is here."

The female Rear Admiral stood ramrod straight, saluting respectfully with a serious expression.

Among the female Marines, the Great Staff Officer was their guiding light, a form of faith.

"Vice Admiral, I am Wilton."

Wilton also saluted with a serious expression. Sadi and the four Jailer Beasts behind him instinctively followed suit, not daring to make a sound.

"Mm, you may go. Prepare a cup of coffee and some pastries for Rear Admiral Wilton and Ms. Sadi, as well as the Jailer Beasts."

"Yes."

The female Rear Admiral's voice was loud, and she then exited the office, closing the door.