One Piece: Talent Copy System!

Chapter 107: Noir in Action...

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The government agents on duty aboard the ship noticed Momomi and her subordinates stepping onto the deck.

Relieved of their suspicions, they silently pitied the man who had offended Momomi.

Since he didn't come out with them, he must have been dealt with.

Sensing the gazes upon him, Noir smirked inwardly.

The Mimic-Mimic Fruit's abilities weren't easily seen through.

With Momomi leading the way, Noir's actions became much smoother.

He quickly located the highest-ranking officer on Cretin's ship.

Using Momomi authority, Noir easily approached the officer and copied his appearance.

With Blueno's Door-Door Fruit providing convenient shortcuts, Noir moved from ship to ship, steadily making his way towards the lead vessel.

Navigating the intricate process, Noir impersonated one government official after another, finally reaching the surveillance room.

His face grim, Noir entered the room. The plan had seemed exciting at first, but carrying it out was proving to be both tedious and troublesome.

He longed for the simplicity of the East Blue, where he could stand with a sword and plunder any ship within sight.

Currently disguised as a surveillance officer, Noir surveyed the room and its personnel.

The large room was filled with people monitoring the Transponder Snails, along with numerous Den Den Mushi for communication. It would be difficult for an ordinary person to quickly subdue them all.

But for Noir, it was a simple matter of unleashing his Conqueror's Haki.

Even if a few strong individuals resisted, a couple of punches would settle the matter.

After all this time, Noir had honed his control over his strength to a fine degree.

Moreover, Momomi had used her Silent-Silent Fruit to create a soundproof barrier around the room, ensuring that no one outside could hear a thing.

Noir focused, a sinister glint in his dark eyes. Just as he was about to unleash his Haki, a voice interrupted him.

"Saint Rolviff, please come this way."

Noir quickly suppressed his Haki, looking towards the entrance in surprise.

Saint? Another Celestial Dragon?

A portly man with a bubble helmet swaggered into the room, followed by a group of fawning subordinates.

Rolviff patted his belly, his eyes sweeping arrogantly over the surveillance images. "Is this all there is?"

"The offerings from these inferior kingdoms are getting worse and worse."

A subordinate brought over a plush armchair, his voice dripping with flattery. "Your esteemed status, Master, naturally deserves far more than these paltry offerings."

Rolviff sprawled lazily in the chair. "Before we reach Mary Geoise, let's pick out some interesting toys."

Noir raised an eyebrow. He claimed to despise the Heavenly Tribute, yet here he was, trying to snatch the best items before the other Celestial Dragons?

Typical of a self-proclaimed noble Celestial Dragon...

As Rolviff lounged comfortably, he noticed someone approaching. He frowned. "You, trash! What do you want?"