One Piece: Talent Copy System!

Chapter 15: The Banquet King

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Noir chased Arlong all the way to the shore, watching as the fish-man's silhouette quickly disappeared beneath the water. He could only stand there in frustration.

Fish-men in water were truly unbeatable in terms of speed.

"Dammit! How did Arlong get his hands on the vicious ES pills? He never used them in the original series!" Noir muttered angrily.

What Noir didn't know was that if he hadn't pushed Arlong into a corner, the fish-man would have thrown away the highly detrimental pills in a couple of days.

Arlong was like a thorn, constantly threatening Bell-mère and the villagers.

Noir's face turned cold.

Hunt down Arlong! No loose ends!

At that moment, the system's voice echoed in his mind.

"Ding! Host has successfully altered an important plotline! Reward doubled!"

"Rewards granted! Observation Haki Awakening Beginner Pack1, Fish-Man Karate Training Manual1, Red Talent Copy Card1, White Talent Copy Card10!"

A series of system notifications bombarded Noir's mind, leaving him dizzy with joy.

With the awakening of Observation Haki, only Conqueror's Haki remained to be mastered. And with the "King's Disposition" talent, obtaining it by age seventeen was a certainty.

Additionally, Fish-Man Karate was an excellent combat technique. It wasn't limited to fish-men; humans could also train in it to a high level, even to the point of manipulating water.

Most importantly, it could replace the "Village Guard Combat Technique" talent Noir had copied from Genzo, which turned out to be pretty useless. It was only barely sufficient for self-defense, useless against true martial artists.

So Noir had turned to swordsmanship. But during his duel with Kembra, his sword was broken, and he was left to take blows with his bare hands.

Now, with Fish-Man Karate, a well-known martial art in the New World, he could cover his weaknesses.

The best part was that it didn't occupy a talent slot; Noir could train it himself.

He decided to find an opportunity to replace Genzo's talent.

As for the talent copy cards, the red card replenishment was great. But what was he supposed to do with so many white cards?

From experiments, Noir was certain that white talents were pretty much for minor skills.

But better something than nothing...

With a long sigh, Noir turned back towards the villagers.

"Noir!"

The villagers cheered as they saw him, rushing forward to surround him enthusiastically.

Leading the charge were two adorable little girls.

Nami and Nojiko leaped into Noir's arms, making him laugh heartily.

Bell-mère watched with a hearty smile, gratified to see her children being celebrated by the villagers.

"Ooh!"

Before long, the villagers hoisted Noir high into the air and tossed him up with all their might.

Holding a girl in each arm, Noir laughed as they giggled like little sparrows.

"Noir!"

"Noir!"

"Noir!"

Though a bit dizzy from being tossed, Noir grinned proudly. "Hahaha, calm down, calm down! Your bro is just... Wait, who's touching my dick?!"

...

After the commotion settled, everyone remembered the half-dead Genzo lying on the ground.

Genzo's face looked like he'd eaten something foul.

He'd been lying there for hours, inhaling the earthy scent of the soil, and no one had even bothered to help him up! Some idiot even stepped on him!

The villagers quickly helped Genzo to his feet. His face finally lightened as he weakly said, "Alright, let's head back to the village. Someone get me a doctor..."

The villagers, suddenly reminded, laughed and shouted, "Mr. Genzo is right! Let's go back and throw a banquet!"

"Let's have a banquet!"

"Oh—"

Genzo was furious, his tongue flapping in anger, "Dammit!"

As night fell, the day's exhaustion and labor came to an end. In the darkness, people shed their negative emotions, resetting their mood.

The usually quiet Cocoyasi Village was bustling and lively.

In the center of the village square, a massive bonfire blazed. Various meats were grilling on racks, slathered in sauce, the rich aroma making everyone's mouths water.

Seated around the bonfire, Noir and several burly villagers joked and drank, enjoying themselves immensely.

Nojiko and Nami curiously eyed the barrels of alcohol, cautiously taking a sip.

Their eyes lit up instantly. Each grabbed a full cup, clinked them together, and chugged.

The two little rascals let out satisfied burps, oblivious to Bell-mère sneaking up behind them...

Hunt time!

Smiling women wove through the crowd, carrying trays of sumptuous dishes, serving everyone.

Someone started it, and soon a large group was holding hands around the bonfire, dancing to off-key singing.

Bell-mère held Noir's hand, Noir held Nojiko's, and Nojiko held Nami's. The two little girls, now sporting bruises, were very obedient.

The family stood at the center of the villagers, performing a dance none of them could identify, looking quite awkward. The crowd laughed heartily at the sight.

Late into the night, the village's celebration continued. Noir's family partied until they were too tired to dance, finally collapsing on the ground to sleep.

Bell-mère fell asleep against a table, while Noir dozed off

Surprisingly, the only ones still awake were two cute little girls.

Nami hugged a barrel of alcohol, giggling foolishly, pointing at the sleeping villagers. "Look at them, just a few drinks and they're out. So lame!"

Nojiko nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, they're totally lame!"

The two girls exchanged a glance, clinked their cups, and yelled, "Cheers!"

Under the moonlight, with the villagers sprawled out asleep, two little figures stood triumphantly.

No one knew how much trouble they'd be in the next day!