During these 2 years, Galan felt like the members of SWORD were tough enough so he sent them out. This was a secret team so all their information was scrapped from the Marine records, Diez Drake rebelled and formed his own pirate crew sailing away from Marineford, the rest disappearing from the house and sailing away.
They turned back to Galan, who watched them go from the shore line.
They were silent for a moment before tearing up, all the punishment and excruciating pain he had put them through. All the training he had given them, everything he taught them to survive on these seas…
They had heard from Olvia that Galan didn't want to see any of them die, he was just too proud to admit it. Whether that was true or not, they didn't know… But what they did know was that the Fleet Admiral, their boss, gave them everything he had for 10 years and more.
Dedicating his time to training them wholeheartedly, every day.
Each and every single one of them fell to their knees and smashed their foreheads on the deck, roaring "Thank you, boss! We won't let you down!" Galan looked at them expressionlessly before turning around and walking away without a word or gesture of farewell.
The group got up and sniffled, crying tears while smiling as they turned to the front. Their eyes blazing with determination, they were going to prove that his efforts weren't in vain!
Marine or Pirate it didn't matter anymore, whoever does evil will be met with the sharp edge of SWORD!
X Drake as he was called now, wiped his tears as he sailed off with his own pirate crew consisting of Special Ops. They smiled and said "Don't cry, kid. The Boss is like that." one woman from Amazon Lily was a part of X Drake's crew. She held her hands in front of her heart, saying "Boss is tough on the outside and soft on the inside, no wonder Big Sis Lilica is obsessed."
Another woman was sharpening a sword with a cigarette in her mouth, snorting "That nympho? What's with you Amazons anyway? Why you all obsessed with the Boss?" The Amazonian snorted and replied "What do you know? Amazonian culture is like this! Once every generation, all Amazonians will leave the island and find the strongest mate before giving birth back on Amazon Lily!"
Everyone was stunned and the woman asked in shock "That's kinda… heartless, no?" The Amazonian shrugged with a snake wrapped around her arm, "That's just the way it is. However if it was boss…" she blushed sweetly, "I would stay with him forever~"
The rest twitched their lips and Drake shook his head saying "Too bad that wouldn't happen." the crew looked at him and Drake snorted gently, "Let's focus on the mission, don't let your training fall behind just because we're away from Fleet Admiral-sensei… However, we will act like a new pirate crew. As far as the World is concerned, I have Rear Admiral strength, no Haki is allowed to be used unless in life threatening situations."
They all nodded, after all Drake wasn't only their captain, but their direct commanding officer!
Drake nodded and turned back, crossing his arms. What he didn't tell them is that he knew the Fleet Admiral very well, he was 100% certain that the Fleet Admiral was the type of man that made sure everything went according to plan…
He was sure that everyone in Sword was being monitored closely by other special units, if they stepped out of line… their head would roll.
Drake didn't feel disgust at this, instead he was relieved. It was reassuring to have a commanding officer like this, if he was in a desperate situation, they would pass the message before he took his Marine secrets to the grave.
At least, he wouldn't die in vain. Drake's eyes were firm, he would accomplish his mission whether he died or not, that's what being a Marine was all about!
And Galan really did so, he never left anything to chance. All the teams that went out were monitored by a special unit, who was secretly monitored by another unit.
The two-fold safety blanket made sure there were no mistakes, he practiced this habit for all his Buzzards. The Secret eyes in the dark watching the Buzzards were the Vultures.
The Vultures weren't watched but they were Galan's most trusted officers. He couldn't continue to monitor them, he wouldn't have enough staff. However, just him at the top watching down on all of them was enough.
One day
Galan was sitting in his office as Olvia poured him some coffee warmly, wearing a blindfold with her hair cut short. She was an extremely beautiful woman, mostly because of her gentle and caring actions.
Time seemed to have no affect on her as she barely looked to be in her mid twenties despite being 53. It was remarkable actually, and she had checked with the Marine doctor who told her she was in perfect health, she could even have a child if she wanted.
The doctor thought she was 26.
Galan looked the same as he always did, only his muscles were much firmer and more powerful looking than before. He couldn't help it, there was only so much Life Return could do. He even shrank down a few inches from 6'9 to 6'4 and condensed his body into a more compact form.
He didn't look very intimidating compared to the giants out there but he was very scary when he decided to let go. The SWORD members could attest to this.
Olvia also condensed her body from 6'1 to 5'9, with great joy her breasts shrank too from J-cups to Ds… Of course, strength was necessary but she spent a great deal of time in the mirror planning out her body to perfection.
Galan told her to just make them as small as possible, in his mind it was in the way of her speed. However, how could Olvia listen to him? She wanted to look attractive for him. Gigantic breasts were a burden, but no breasts were not good either.
Not only for Galan but also for other people. After all, she felt that if Galan's personal assistant was ugly and unattractive, it would hurt his prestige. She would never allow that, as such the resulting transformation.
This happened almost 10 years ago and she was more than used to being in a constant state of Life Return.
In truth, Olvia didn't like the Marines oogling her when she walked by. It kind of disgusted her really, the only person who could see her for all she was would be Galan. Although, ironically, he never looked at her that way…
To Galan it didn't matter what people looked like. They were all flesh and bones in the end. Old, young, who really cared…
At any rate
Just as Galan was reading reports from all sorts of sources and writing in his notebook, he received a piece of troubling news.
The Marine Captain at Shellstown in the East Blue abused his power and was dealt with by Luffy.
He was very angry at this revelation.
What sort of repercussions did this have for the Marines stationed at this island?
He sighed to himself and said "We're going to the East Blue." Olvia didn't ask why, only saying "Garp-san is around there, should I contact him as well?" Galan thought for a moment and nodded, Olvia smiled and contacted Garp telling him to go to Sheelstown and apprehend a silly Marine.
Coincidentally, this Marine was so silly, he had no idea his life was over!
Galan arranged for the reports to be sent to him via Snail while Sengoku took over operations for the moment.
After he was done, he grabbed his things and left the house. Olvia told Sugar they were leaving for a bit and that she was going to be alone, Sugar nodded and smiled "Bye, Mom." Olvia smiled sweetly and kissed her head, "Be a good girl, okay? If you need anything, just call me." Sugar smiled warmly and nodded, looking at Galan before waving "Bye, dad."
Galan ignored her and carried his Punk-12, wearing his vest, holding a black bag along with a crate as he walked out the door. Sugar smiled slightly and said with excitement "He didn't glare at me today!" Olvia smiled in amusement, rubbing her head before leaving with him.
They boarded the same small ship they used for fishing as they sailed away.
Galan put down the crate and took out the snail array, although it was more like a troop of snails, there were 4 rows and various black boxes and wires everywhere. He connected them all and sat in front of them with his arms crossed, waiting for news.
Olvia sat next to him, reading a book as she said softly "No fishing this time?" Galan replied slowly, "No chum." Olvia giggled and leaned her head on his shoulder, "Maybe we can find some." he snorted in response as the ship sailed off.