Sowhere in the East Blue.
A small sailboat drifting on the sea suddenly erupted with a loud burst of laughter.
"Hahahaha! Vice-Captain Rayleigh really hasn't lost his touch!"A young man wearing a straw hat and sporting bright red hair sat on the deck, clutching a newspaper with an excited expression as he read.
"Hey! Shanks! What's going on?"
Yassop, who had been eating nearby monts ago, leaned over to look at the World Economic News in Shanks' hands.
The headline prominently featured detailed reports on the establishnt of the Cross Guild and the execution incident involving the Celestial Dragons.
Yassop shuddered as he took in the newspaper's.
"Shanks, your forr vice-captain is really sothing else, daring to execute Celestial Dragons like that!"
"And he took out twenty-five of them in one go!"
"Only one survived, rescued by a Marine Rear admiral."
Shanks nodded, but his attention didn't linger long on Rayleigh or the execution scene.
Instead, his gaze shifted to the Reverse Bounty Poster beside it.
Marine Rear Admiral Michael – bounty: One billion berries.
"This... is really interesting" Shanks remarked with keen interest.
"Interesting?" Yassop imdiately perked up at Shanks' tone.
"Rumor has it the Celestial Dragons left the Holy Land this ti because the human trafficking rings and their allied underworld groups on Sabaody Archipelago were completely wiped out by the local Marines." Shanks pointed at Michael's face on the Reverse Bounty Poster.
"The masterminds behind this were Vice Admiral Gion and this Rear admiral Michael."
"This seems a bit too..."
"Convenient."
Yassop was sharp enough to imdiately grasp Shanks' implication.
"You're suggesting this Marine... isn't exactly playing by the rules."
"We'll have to wait and see. But one thing's certain... from now on, this man will carve out his place in these seas."
***
"Ora ora!"
"You brats! Why are you running away?!"
"Look in the face, you cowards!"
At the SWORD base on Sabaody Archipelago.
Garp, who hadn't shown his face before Sengoku in ages, had unexpectedly appeared here!
He wasn't wearing his Marine uniform but instead sported a loud printed beach outfit!
The mbers of SWORD were currently being chased and beaten by this old man in gaudy beach shorts.
anwhile, Michael lounged comfortably in the shade of a tree, thoroughly enjoying the sight of his dear subordinates being chased around by a shaless old man.
Indeed, after enduring Garp's training regin, anyone would develop so... eccentric tendencies.
Dragon was proof of that and now Michael was too.
"Michael! I'll hate you forever!!"
This agonized scream ca from Smoker, who was usually the most stubborn of the bunch.
Even in his smoke form, Garp caught up with a single leap and promptly buried him in the ground with a few swift moves, leaving only his head exposed.
After taking such a thorough beating, Smoker didn't even have the strength to maintain his Logia transformation anymore.
Beside him, three of his comrades were already neatly buried in identical fashion.
Hina, Shu and T-Bone.
"Thud!"
"Argh!"
Amidst the dust and screams, Smoker turned his head wearily to see another victim being planted into the ground next to him.
Oh.
Rosinante.
That made four.
On the entire training field, only Stella remained, struggling desperately to hold her ground.
"Bwahaha! Stella! Now it's just the two of us, master and disciple! You might as well surrender!"
"You old geezer! Don't even think about burying in the ground again!"
Normally the gentle Stella would never say sothing like that, but, whenever she was facing her master, she beco an entirely different woman!
As she spoke, the cloud-transford woman suddenly turned around, sending ice spikes crackling with lightning shooting towards Garp in overwhelming numbers.
Garp instantly coating both of his fists in Armant Haki.
Contrary to expectations, he didn't simply clear the field with a single Punch.
Instead, he swiftly extended his hand, swatting aside all the ice spikes shooting toward him.
This, however, spelled misery for the group buried in the dirt not far away.
Freezing and electric shocks!
The secondary damage was even more unbearable than Garp's brutal strikes.
The worst off was Rosinante.
Due to his size, he suffered the most collateral damage!
His eyes rolled back as he completely passed out.
Michael rolled his eyes, took out a small notebook, scribbled sothing, then called out to Garp.
"Old man Garp! That's enough for today!"
Hearing Michael's voice, Garp nodded and laughed heartily.
"Perfect timing! I was just worrying about how to discipline my disciple. What if I go too hard and she refuses to acknowledge later?"
With that, Garp walked over to the mbers of the SWORD and plucked them out of the dirt one by one like radishes.
"Honestly, they did pretty well" Garp finally said sothing reasonable.
"Last ti, they didn't even last half as long before I buried them all."
"Getting buried ans you're weak! Train harder from now on!"
Michael smirked, his eyes devoid of any pity.
Ever since returning to Sabaody Archipelago, Michael had been giving the SWORD mbers extra training.
First, he assigned them suitable weapons.
Among the gift sent by Charlos, there were many bizarre items.
For instance, a massive jutte with a Seastone tip caught Smoker's eye imdiately.
The highest-quality weapon among them, a massive blade "Garuda," one of the 21 Great Grade swords, naturally claid by T-Bone.
As for the Devil Fruits, T-Bone felt neither suited him.
After so deliberation, Rosinante chose to eat the Gold-Gold Fruit.
Then ca the truly hellish training.
Michael didn't consider himself a terrible teacher like Rayleigh.
But his teaching skills were admittedly diocre.
This was where his connections ca into play.
Aside from Gion who was stationed at Sabaody and often dropped by to "educate" the recruits, Michael also invited nurous elite Vice admirals to join in.
Like Borsalino and Kuzan.
Or Garp, who stood before them now.
Even the least likely candidate, Sakazuki, had shown up twice…
Of course, those two sessions with Sakazuki were the most brutal for Michael's subordinates.
They were practically half-cooked.
But Michael didn't bla Sakazuki.
Better injured now than dead on the battlefield.
Because the seas ahead…
Would only grow more dangerous in ti.
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