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Chapter 157: Erasing her Scar! Robin and Hancock Rivalry

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The Hoof of the Soaring Dragon was a mark burned into the flesh of slaves by the Celestial Dragons. This mark of shame was incredibly difficult to remove.

Even if the skin was peeled away, the brand remained, etched deep into the bone.

The people Noir had rescued from Mary Geoise all bore the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon, a constant reminder of their humiliating past.

Noir refused to let them carry this burden for the rest of their lives, even if it meant concealing the marks. He sought a way to erase them completely.

With the scars gone and a powerful figure offering them protection, the freed slaves had recovered remarkably well. Their spirits were high, and there was no outward sign of their former enslavement.

Hancock observed the passing individuals, a look of disbelief on her face. It wasn't possible that every single one of them had the mark hidden.

"There's no mark. Why?"

Hancock was momentarily lost in thought.

Noir, noticing her expression, explained, "I've erased the marks on their bodies."

Hancock's head snapped towards him, her voice laced with a hint of excitement. "You can completely remove the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon?"

Noir smiled and nodded. "It's a sort of cosmetic surgery, a healing technique. Quite useful."

As he spoke, Noir felt his arms suddenly grasped. Hancock's captivating face was inches from his, her voice urgent.

"Can you help me? I also..."

She stopped abruptly, the initial joy replaced by a complex mix of emotions.

"I also..."

Hancock tightened her grip on his arms. Noir, understanding her unspoken plea, gently placed a hand on her smooth hair.

Hmm... feels like petting a large cat.

He stroked her head softly. "I understand. Shall I help you?"

Hancock trembled, her eyes wide with disbelief.

He understands? Did he realize that I was also a slave?

"Forgive me, Boa."

Noir gently pulled Hancock into an embrace. Her soft form felt like a warm kitten in his arms, making him reluctant to let go.

Hancock gasped, about to deliver a swift kick, when a wave of warmth washed over her back. A strange energy flowed from Noir's hand into her body.

"Mmm..."

The warmth felt like a gentle hand caressing her back, bringing a wave of soothing pleasure that elicited a soft moan from Hancock.

Hearing the sound, Noir's lips twitched in embarrassment. He quickly released her.

Hancock's eyes were slightly unfocused, her voice laced with annoyance. "What are you doing?!"

Enel hopped around excitedly, while Wyper clapped his hands impassively.

The women of the Kuja Pirates gasped, their eyes sparkling with interest. A few even looked ready to draw their swords.

Only Hancock's sisters watched Noir with complex expressions, unsure of what to say.