The Mentally Disabled with an Online IQ

"Sit down, don't be so formal, just think of me as an old woman."

Tsuru smiled slightly and gestured to the chair beside her.

"Okay."

Wilton's main persona was iron-willed, upright, fierce, sunny, and fearless of death – all positive traits. Whatever he said, he meant.

This persona saved him a lot of trouble.

He sat down as told.

In contrast, Sadi was a bit reserved. She wasn't acting out and sat upright and composed. At first glance, she looked like a normal person, even somewhat ladylike.

Who would have thought she was a mentally ill pervert?

The four Jailer Beasts plopped down on the ground, heads bowed, sniffling and quiet.

Even though Tsuru wasn't exuding any aura and was instead kind and approachable, Sadi and the four Jailer Beasts could still feel an invisible pressure.

It was a feeling they couldn't describe.

They just couldn't help but feel restrained.

"Major General Wilton, you've had a long journey. You didn't flinch even when facing the most wicked man in the world in Loguetown, and you truly displayed the Marines' might."

"You didn't lose the target, and you even captured some Devil Fruit Users and Pirates. Fleet Admiral Sengoku has been keeping an eye on this."

Tsuru clasped her hands under her chin, her wise eyes looking at Wilton.

The moment he entered, he gave her an impression of integrity, straightforwardness, simplicity, and bravery.

He was like the sun.

External appearance reflected internal character, and his demeanor was obvious. People like this were usually easy to understand; everything was written on their faces.

However, they were often stubborn and inflexible, not the type to take shortcuts or scheme.

To put it bluntly, they weren't highly intelligent but were loyal and trustworthy – the kind of subordinates every leader liked.

Coupled with Wilton's bulging muscles, large frame, sharp features, piercing gaze, and the handsome, upright, and brave appearance of a middle-aged man, he fit the image perfectly.

In reality, Wilton was only 25 years old.

He just looked a bit older!

"A true man should protect his home and country and uphold justice."

"As Marines, we cannot allow any evil to exist."

"For justice, I can fight until my last drop of blood."

Wilton's expression was serious, and his tone was forceful. He met Tsuru's gaze without any hesitation, his eyes filled with determination and the resolve to die for justice at any moment.

Tsuru was slightly taken aback.

This was the first time she had assessed someone so quickly and easily. His eyes didn't shy away at all; they held only solemnity and a readiness to die.

Tsuru knew well that human hearts were complex and couldn't be understood in a short time. Yet, now she felt she had met someone she could see clearly after just one meeting.

Fighting until his last drop of blood.

He wasn't lying. He had actually done it. She had read the detailed battle reports from Loguetown. Even when pushed to the brink, this Major General hadn't retreated.

He was knocked down again and again, and he got up again and again.

He only stopped fighting when he was too exhausted to continue, even collapsing unconscious.

He truly cast aside life and death, fearless of death.

Of course.

She might be mistaken. But if that were the case, then his ambition, patience, and acting skills would be chilling.

"Thank you, Major General Wilton, for your dedication to justice. With people like you, the Marines will surely spread justice throughout the world in the future."

Tsuru's expression also turned solemn.

This was a promising talent, someone who needed to be continuously monitored.

"Upholding justice is our bounden duty."

A very grand and standard answer.

"Good, good, good."

Just then, an adjutant happened to bring coffee and pastries. Tsuru gestured for Wilton and the others to try them, then said casually, "Director Magellan sent word that the former chief jailer and four Jailer Beasts rebelled. It seems that's not the case now."

"Vice Admiral, I didn't rebel. At most, I'm guilty of dereliction of duty."

Sadi shivered and quickly put down her coffee, standing up.

The four Jailer Beasts, still sniffling, hadn't reacted yet. They remained seated, drinking the coffee the adjutant had brought. They didn't like it, but the pastries were delicious.

It was something they had never enjoyed in Impel Down.

Wilton was now somewhat surprised, looking at Sadi with a hint of disbelief. He had thought this masochistic, sadistic pervert was an idiot, but he hadn't expected her to be so clever when she wasn't acting out.

Look at that answer just now.

Desertion and dereliction of duty are two different things.

"You should be considered a criminal right now! Because you attacked Major General Wilton the moment you met, Warden Magellan later dismissed you from your position as chief jailer and took you into custody."

Tsuru also didn't quite understand Sadi.

News from Impel Down stated that the former chief jailer, Sadi, had voluntarily taken four Jailer Beasts and secretly infiltrated Major General Wilton's warship.

Now, it seems both parties are at peace.

So, the question arises:

Shouldn't these two be mortal enemies?

"I have recognized my mistake, so to atone for my transgressions, I have decided to stay by Major General Wilton's side and redeem myself through merit."

Sadi's pretty face began to flush.

Tsuru frowned deeply.

"This is still no excuse for your desertion, going rogue while a criminal, and bringing the Jailer Beasts with you. Both your actions and your methods are reprehensible."

"I know, but I implore you, Lieutenant General, to allow me to stay by Major General Wilton's side. I will definitely fight bravely and make up for my past mistakes."

Sadi's attitude was sincere, giving the impression that if Tsuru didn't agree, she would die.

Forget about crimes; she just wanted to stay by Major General Wilton's side and be tormented and abused day and night.

"Lieutenant General, I will die if I don't follow Major General Wilton."

"Please, you must allow me to stay by Major General Wilton's side."

Tsuru fell silent.

She could tell Sadi wasn't lying. Beyond her past experience, her intuition told her that Sadi would truly die if she left Wilton.

It was clear she had some kind of mental illness.

"Major General Wilton, what do you think?"

Tsuru looked at Wilton.

The root of this incident was Sadi's attack on Wilton, but Wilton had also nearly killed Sadi, and Magellan had intervened afterward, effectively ending the matter.

What was being pursued now was Sadi's unauthorized escape with four Jailer Beasts after being dismissed. The issue could be considered serious or not serious.

Ultimately, it was up to her word.

In reality, this matter had nothing to do with Wilton, but Sadi had just clearly stated that she would die if she didn't follow him.

Sadi was, after all, a capable individual. Over the years at Impel Down, she had earned her keep, and she wasn't entirely irredeemable.

Sometimes, as a leader, one needed to be flexible or turn a blind eye.

Wilton hesitated.

If Sadi hadn't displayed such a composed and intelligent demeanor just now, he would have undoubtedly refused without hesitation.

However, if he could also gain four Jailer Beasts, it wasn't entirely unacceptable.

After all, when she acted up, a beating would keep her in line.

"Lieutenant General, if I agree, will those four Jailer Beasts also become my subordinates?"

Wilton pointed at the four Jailer Beasts, who were currently engrossed in eating.

"This matter still requires consulting Warden Magellan," Tsuru said. Although she had the authority to make the final decision, she couldn't simply bypass Magellan on something like this, as it would be disrespectful.

Respect was still necessary.

"Then please, Lieutenant General, inquire with him. If Warden Magellan disagrees, then I think it would be best for them to return to Impel Down."

"No, Lord Wilton, I will die!"

Sadi wailed, hugging Wilton's muscular calf. She couldn't imagine life without Wilton's abuse.

She also knew that Wilton was more interested in the four Jailer Beasts.

Was she not alluring enough? Was she not dressed provocatively enough? Why was he more interested in four wild beasts than her?

Perhaps she needed to reflect on herself.