A new day began.
As usual, Law was training in the yard near Wolf's house. His breathing was steady, his movements controlled—but his mind was elsewhere.
Another day since the news about Doflamingo…
By now, he's probably negotiating with the World Government about becoming a Shichibukai.
Law clenched his teeth.
But that's not my problem. Not yet.
Right now, I need to focus on training.
He stopped and looked at his hands.
I can feel it… my body is ready.
It's time to start training with the sword.
Law went inside the house and searched through the weapons. In the corner, several swords were stored—old, but well maintained. He took one and stepped outside.
He tried to imitate the movements from Trafalgar Law's memories—training under the Donquixote Family, learning swordsmanship, learning how to shoot.
After a few swings, he stopped.
"…This isn't right."
The movements felt hollow.
He knew how to move, but not why.
At that moment, Wolf came out of the workshop, wiping oil from his hands. He looked at Law and the sword.
"So you've decided to train with a sword," Wolf said calmly.
"And you want my advice?"
Law nodded.
"Yes, Wolf-san."
Wolf smirked.
"Alright. Let's go outside. It'll be easier."
He took a stance.
"First—your legs. Your posture."
"If your body isn't stable, no sword will save you."
He demonstrated proper footing, balance, and a clean, controlled swing.
"A sword is an extension of your body," Wolf said.
"Don't swing it. Guide it."
After a few demonstrations, he handed the sword back to Law.
"Now you try."
Law followed his instructions. Every time he made a mistake, Wolf corrected him.
Thus, Law's true sword training began.
Several days passed.
The year turned to 1512.
And with it came shocking news.
Early one morning, as Wolf and Law prepared to go down to the village, they noticed an unusually large number of news birds in the sky.
Wolf narrowed his eyes.
"Did they finally kill that damned pirate, Doflamingo?"
Law said nothing.
He already knew the answer.
Wolf bought a newspaper and began reading. His expression shifted from surprise to disbelief.
"…What the hell?"
Law looked at him.
"Wolf-san, what happened?"
Wolf clenched the paper.
"Since when," he growled, "does a pirate attack a World Government ship…"
"…and instead of being hunted down by admirals, he gets his gold returned and a seat as a Shichibukai?!"
Law took the newspaper and read the headline:
"BREAKING NEWS!
Pirate Doflamingo, who attacked a World Government vessel and stole tribute gold, has been appointed as one of the Shichibukai in exchange for its return!"
Law handed the paper back calmly.
Just as I thought…
Next will be Jinbe… or Boa Hancock.
Then Kuma.
But before that—there's another Shichibukai Ace will defeat…
When they returned home, Law trained twice as hard as before.
Because time was moving.
And when he finally set sail—
he had to be ready.