Everyone stared speechlessly at Good, who had fallen flat on the ground due to his own misstep.
Why did you stop so suddenly?
Couldn't you have at least tried to cushion the fall?
You're an admiral, for heaven's sake! This is just embarrassing…
In the crowd, Garp, who had just been praising Good, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
This…
For a moment, he wasn't so sure anymore. Earlier, Good's genius-level combat awareness made him think he was just pretending to be dumb. But after seeing this…
Was this guy actually just dumb?
But how could someone stupid possess such astounding combat talent?
Elsewhere, Sengoku couldn't help but cover his face.
Can this guy not be like this?
This is humiliating for me too — I'm the one who nominated him as an admiral!
Amid the dust, Good coughed as the kicked-up dirt overwhelmed him. With a look of grievance, he muttered, "Fleet Admiral, why'd you suddenly yell at me? I tripped and fell!"
At this point, Sengoku didn't even want to respond. It was just too embarrassing...
Elsewhere, in a corridor reduced to rubble, Akainu climbed out of the debris, looking a bit disheveled.
Seeing Good's complaining face, his mouth twitched... but in his heart, he scoffed.
How did I lose to a guy like this?
Still, even if he thought that way, deep inside, the resistance he had toward Good earlier had faded.
He had to admit, Good was impressive — a bit dumb, sure, and definitely reckless... No, not just a bit...
Forget it! Whatever the case, this guy definitely had the combat talent of a top-tier powerhouse. In the Navy, no one else deserved the title of Fourth Admiral more than Good.
Of course, Akainu, being the proud man he was, would never admit this out loud.
He wiped his mouth, picked up his hat from the rubble, dusted it off, and put it back on.
The battle between Akainu and Good had come to an end.
At that moment, the Fleet Admiral stepped forward, walking over the ruins toward Good.
Good was still mumbling, upset that the fight ended too soon — leaving Sengoku speechless once again.
Clearing his throat, Sengoku said in a deep voice, "Alright, alright! That's enough!"
He didn't say more to Good and instead turned to address the crowd.
"I hereby declare — from this day forward, the Navy's Fourth Admiral position will be held by Good!"
This time, none of the high-ranking Navy officers present had any complaints. They all burst into applause, and congratulatory voices echoed throughout the crowd.
"Congratulations, Admiral Good!"
"Admiral Good has really opened our eyes today."
"He showed us the beauty of brute force!"
"…."
Good's battle with Akainu had truly left a mark on everyone present.
His straightforward and brutal combat style — a clear example of violent aesthetics — was a refreshing change. The Fourth Admiral may soon become world-renowned, standing out among the other admirals.
Maybe one day, Admiral Good would even become the new ceiling for Navy hand-to-hand combat skills.
…Though his intelligence was still a serious concern.
In the crowd, even the "lazy duo" Aokiji and Kizaru clapped in surprise. Though their applause was half-hearted and lazy, it was enough to show that, deep down, they acknowledged Good.
Everyone clapped for Good officially becoming the Fourth Admiral. Even though the environment was a bit lacking — the meeting room now basically an open-air ruin filled with smoke from magma — no one cared. They were soldiers, after all.
Sengoku smiled from ear to ear, clearly pleased to see everyone accepting Good.
After all, he was the one who had recommended Good. Everyone's recognition validated his judgment.
After a while, Sengoku gestured for everyone to quiet down with a small laugh. "Alright, everyone, quiet, quiet!"
Everyone fell silent, eyes focused on the Fleet Admiral, waiting to hear what he'd say next.
He turned to Good with a chuckle. "Good!"
"Now that you've become an admiral, it's time for you to choose your code name."
In the Navy, admirals all have code names. For example: Akainu (Red Dog), Aokiji (Blue Pheasant), Kizaru (Yellow Monkey)... these are all code names.
Even veteran vice admirals had them, like Mole, Onigumo (Demon Spider), and so on...
The Navy had always had a thing for naming people after animals.
Beside him, Good's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said excitedly, "Fleet Admiral, can I pick a really cool code name?"
Sengoku laughed and replied, "Of course! The Navy used to require code names to be animal-related, but that rule's no longer enforced — you're free to pick anything you like."
"Well, to make them easy to remember, it's still best to stick with an animal theme."
"But seeing how excited you are, I'm guessing you've already thought of something cool, huh?"
Good looked thrilled about picking a name. He was determined to choose something cool.
But when he actually started thinking about it... nothing came to mind.
His brain went completely blank, and weird random words popped into his head.
Everyone initially thought he had already decided on a name. But after a long silence, they heard him scratch his head and say sheepishly, "Hehe... I-I can't think of anything!"
Everyone around him was speechless.
So you were standing there thinking all this time, and still came up with nothing?
Why did you look so excited earlier then? We thought you had some amazing, earth-shattering name ready to go!
But instead of getting mad, everyone just sighed.
After all, they were starting to get used to the fact that Good's brain occasionally just... checked out.
At that moment, the crowd began discussing what name would suit Good.
Unexpectedly, Akainu — who had been silent until now — suddenly said, "I think Mofu (Reckless Maniac) fits Good pretty well."
Everyone turned to look at Akainu in surprise. No one had expected him to speak up.
Still, Mofu was way too crude and casual as a code name. It didn't sound very good either. So most people didn't take it seriously.
No one expected Good to actually pick that name.
In the crowd, Vice Admiral Tsuru began to speak: "How about Fuji—"
But before she could finish, Good looked at Akainu and said with a grin, "Mofu! (Reckless Maniac!)"
"Not bad! That name's actually pretty cool!"
Tsuru froze mid-sentence. Her intended suggestion, Fujitora (Wisteria Tiger), was swallowed back into her throat.
She wasn't the only one. Everyone else stared at Good, their expressions clearly saying: Are you joking right now??
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