"Vice Admiral Wilton, when did you go make a scene on Onigashima?"
"You should've taken us with you."
"Vice Admiral Wilton?"
Inside the G-8 Branch office, Kibin, Shuen, Sadi, and the other officers had all gathered, each holding a newspaper.
Everyone looked at Wilton with disbelief and admiration written all over their faces.
Who could understand this feeling?
They had woken up early in the morning to discover that their vice admiral had taken a stroll through a Yonko's headquarters and returned completely unscathed. If not for the newspaper, they would have thought he had never left the branch.
And G-8 Branch was so far from Onigashima. How had Vice Admiral Wilton managed it?
What a pity they had not been involved.
This was an invasion of a Yonko's headquarters. Normally, they would not even dare dream of doing something like that.
Outside the office,
they could vaguely hear countless cheers and cries of admiration. Nearly every Marine in the branch knew by now.
"Wihahaha!"
"There will be chances in the future."
Wilton set down the newspaper.
At first, he had thought Marine Headquarters would accuse him of abandoning his post without permission. Instead, not only had he received no warning whatsoever, they had even cooperated by releasing the news.
Sengoku and Tsuru could not possibly have failed to see through his little scheme. He wanted fame, and there was plenty of evidence to support that.
In truth, everyone who went out into the world sought fame, wealth, power, and women.
Having desires was not a problem. The problem was having no desires at all. Otherwise, why come out into the world? Would it not be better to find some forgotten corner and die without a sound?
It was precisely because people had pursuits and desires that they risked their