One Piece: Talent Copy System!

Chapter 142: Noir First Encounter with Fujitora

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Noir sighed, looking at the expectant gazes of Enel and Wyper behind him. A single syllable escaped his throat: "Go..."

Enel and Wyper, barely containing their eagerness, immediately understood and stormed off to intervene.

But before they could even take a step, a voice rang out. "I advise you to reconsider your actions."

Both sides paused. The woman looked towards the source of the voice with a flicker of hope, but her heart sank when she saw who it was.

It was a blind man leaning on a cane.

What could a blind man possibly do?

Noir stared at the man, his mind reeling. This is… ridiculous, right?

A blind man of a large build, with that familiar scar… Could this be the future Admiral Fujitora?

Wyper and Enel immediately lost interest. The man who had been called out snarled, "Stay out of this if you don't want to die!"

Fujitora Issho remained unmoved. "Your actions are clearly unjust…" he stated firmly.

"Stealing someone's child will only tear families apart. You must stop this at once…"

"You have a conscience. This woman's husband and daughter have been taken from her. Doesn't that make you think of your own family…?"

Fujitora continued his moral lecture. Noir, who had been about to charge in, and his two crewmates stopped in their tracks, waiting impatiently for the sermon to end.

Wyper swung Enel's long earlobe back and forth, a bored expression on his face. "This blind guy is so boring…"

Receiving no response, Wyper turned to look at Enel. The lightning man had somehow fallen asleep standing up…

Noir scratched his head in confusion. Fujitora had a strong sense of justice in the original story, but he wasn't this much of a preacher, was he?

The child trafficker finally snapped, unable to tolerate Issho's moralizing any longer. He roared, drawing his sword. "Men! Take out this nagging blind man!"

His underlings, equally annoyed by the lecture, eagerly drew their swords and charged forward with surprising ferocity.

The shouting startled Enel awake. He nearly joined the charge against Issho before Wyper pulled him back…

Noir watched Issho with interest. As expected, seeing that his words had no effect, the man took action.

Issho drew his sword from his cane, the sudden surge of power momentarily halting the child traffickers in their tracks.

But after drawing his sword and a strange purple glow emanating from it, he sheathed it again.

Everyone was confused. What was that? A polite demonstration before the real fight?

Just as the traffickers were about to mock him, the sky suddenly darkened…

Noir's heart skipped a beat. Could it be… that move?

Everyone looked up, their faces filled with dread. The clear blue sky was now covered by a massive, ominous shadow.

Beneath the shadow, streaks of fire, caused by the object's friction with the atmosphere, painted the sky a fiery red.

"A meteor!!"

The traffickers, faced with this catastrophic force, paled and screamed in terror. Even Enel and Wyper stared at the descending meteor in stunned silence.

Holy crap!

Noir and his crew thought in unison.

First, a cannon to swat a fly, now a meteor to crush some thugs!

Come to think of it, Fujitora's meteors never seemed to hit anything other than small fry in the original story…

Noir released a wave of cold air, shielding his crew. He narrowed his eyes, observing the situation.

The meteor continued its descent. Just as Noir was about to draw his sword, the traffickers, driven mad by fear, began to beg for mercy.

"Please, sir! We won't do it again!"

Issho drew his sword and swung it twice. The massive meteor stopped abruptly, less than a hundred meters above them.

The traffickers, having narrowly escaped death, didn't make a sound. They scrambled away from Issho as fast as they could, without looking back.

Issho calmly sent the meteor back into the sky, the entire process smooth and effortless.

Enel and Wyper's jaws dropped. This blind guy is that powerful?

Noir clapped his hands, a smile playing on his lips. "Impressive."

Issho, his blind eyes seemingly open, revealing unnerving white sclera, smiled. "You seemed ready to assist as well. I only interfered."

Noir shrugged noncommittally. The little girl returned to her weeping mother's arms, looking curiously at Noir and Issho.

After a moment, the girl pointed at Noir, her eyes lighting up. "Devil Noir! Are you Devil Noir?"

The girl's mother flinched, looking at Noir with a mixture of awe and fear.

Though many commoners in Sabaody recognized Devil Noir and approved of his actions against the Celestial Dragons, they were also terrified of him.

A man who killed a Celestial Dragon was capable of anything.

Issho "looked" at Noir with surprise. "Are you Devil Noir?"

Noir scratched his ear. "Though I dislike the title, yes, that's me."

The little girl broke free from her mother's embrace and rushed towards Noir, clinging to his leg as she cried, "Devil Noir, can you help me find my daddy?"

Noir was taken aback. The girl's mother quickly pulled her back, apologizing profusely. "I'm so sorry, sir! She's just a child, speaking nonsense. Please don't trouble yourself..."

Issho patted the girl's head, his brow furrowed. "Where is this child's father?"

The girl's mother's face was etched with sorrow. "My husband… he was sold as a slave to the Celestial Dragons. He's imprisoned in Mary Geoise."

Issho's expression turned grim. Mary Geoise, the Holy Land, wasn't a place one could just barge into with pure intentions. It could be a death trap!

Noir looked at the girl, thinking. "Mary Geoise… I have an idea."

The mother and daughter, along with Issho, looked at Noir expectantly. 

"I recently rescued some slaves from Mary Geoise," Noir explained. "They're part of my crew now."

"Some of my crewmates are still searching for their families. You could come with me and see if your husband is among them."

Tears welled up in the mother's eyes as she thanked him profusely. The girl looked at Noir with adoration.

Issho, however, was focused on something else entirely. His voice laced with disbelief, he asked, "Mr. Noir, you rescued slaves from Mary Geoise?!"

Noir, finally finding an audience for his exploits, replied casually, "It was nothing, really. Just burned down a bit of Mary Geoise and kidnapped a few Celestial Dragons."

The Government wants to keep my actions quiet and minimize the impact… Think again!

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