One Piece: Talent Copy System!

Chapter 112: Sl*ve Fights

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Enel, Blueno, Lucci, and Wyper stepped out of the Air Door.

If there were background music, these guys' badass entrance would be flooding the screen with comments.

As soon as they emerged, the Air Door behind them violently distorted and vanished. Blueno, exhausted, collapsed to the ground, his tongue lolling out.

Noir, a smile playing on his lips, looked at Enel. "Your injuries healed that quickly?"

Enel lifted his chin, his usual conceit returning. "I am God, after all. Such minor wounds are nothing to me."

Though his tone was as haughty as ever, Noir sensed a change.

He used his System's observation skill on Enel and saw what he'd been hoping for.

Enel's negative red talent, "Arrogant False God," had dropped two levels, becoming a blue talent.

So that's what it means for a talent to disappear. Getting pummeled by Kizaru must have dealt a blow to his conceit, causing the talent to downgrade.

If he's dealt another blow, it might become white quality. And one more after that, it should be gone completely.

Kizaru is a true bro. He really commits to the act when he's supposed to be playing weak.

Lucci surveyed their surroundings, his brow furrowed. "Did you sneak into a Celestial Dragon's home?"

Noir, lounging on a luxurious sofa, grabbed an expensive-looking bottle of wine from the table, poured himself a glass, and downed it like a thirsty ox. "Yep, and this place has some pretty good stuff."

Enel casually grabbed some apples from a fruit basket, savoring their taste. "I don't understand why these useless trash get to live so lavishly."

Noir, who had just chugged wine like it was cheap liquor, let out a satisfied sigh. "That's why the Celestial Dragons are the world's biggest tumor." 

"Incompetent fools in positions of power, enjoying everything without lifting a finger, abusing their privileges wherever they go. Who were the ancestors of the Celestial Dragons? Were they really Gods?"

Wyper, gazing around the grand mansion, voiced his confusion.

Noir shrugged. "Who knows?"

He then nudged the still-prone Blueno with his foot, mockingly. "You're pathetic. Teleporting to the Red Line tired you out this much?"

Easy for you to say!

This is Mary Geoise! To teleport here accurately, I practically ripped out my own kidneys!

Blueno struggled to catch his breath, but he did not talk back to Noir.

Ever since Noir had slashed him with his sword, triggering the "Devil" aspect of his dark gold talent, Blueno had been terrified of him.

This deep-seated fear, affecting his mental state and thus his abilities, had stopped his growth significantly.

Fortunately, Blueno was no longer an enemy. Now that he was part of Noir's crew, It should eventually fade with time.

Noir patted Blueno's shoulder and began assigning tasks.

"Wyper, I need you to play the role of my slave. It shouldn't attract too much attention."

"Enel, you have Observation Haki. Go out and gather some information for me. Be careful not to get caught by the guards."

"Lucci, take Blueno and try to infiltrate the Government personnel. You're familiar with them. Find us a reliable escape route."

Lucci frowned. "Why do we need an escape route? Can't Blueno just teleport us out?"

Noir chuckled mysteriously. "I plan to take quite a few people with us. I'm afraid Blueno won't be able to maintain a portal for that long."

Lucci raised an eyebrow. "What are you planning?"

Noir explained his plan in detail. "Rolviff's father is hosting a party tonight. There will be a lot of guests."

Enel, still puzzled, asked, "So?"

Lucci seemed to grasp Noir's intentions. His eyes widened. "You want to kidnap the Celestial Dragons?"

Noir grinned. "There are expected to be at least fifty Celestial Dragons attending. Imagine the ransom we could get for that many World Nobles..."

Lucci rubbed his temples, a headache forming. "I'm starting to wonder if following such a reckless captain was the right decision."

"Once you're on a pirate ship, there's no turning back," Noir said to Lucci. Just then, a knock and a shout came from the door.

"Saint Rolviff! Let's go have some fun!"

Noir winked at his crew. Lucci quickly dragged Blueno away, and Enel vanished in a flash of lightning.

Wyper, assuming the role of Noir's slave, obediently followed behind him.

Noir, wearing Rolviff's face, opened the door. 

Oh, for God's sake!

His eyes felt like they were burning with chili peppers as he was greeted by two faces that rivaled Rolviff's in terms of "handsomeness."

Noir suppressed the urge to vomit and said coldly, "What do you want?"

The two Celestial Dragons were momentarily taken aback. "Didn't we agree to go to the slave fights together when you got back?"

Noir nodded, maintaining his composure. "Ah, yes, I did say that."

"So, uh, what were your names again?"

The two Celestial Dragons exchanged glances, then politely introduced themselves.

"I'm Saint Rontonyo, and this is my younger brother, Saint Rontoryo. You don't recognize us?"

Noir feigned sudden realization. "Of course I do! I was just testing you."

The Celestial Dragons, convinced of their own superiority, disdained any interaction with those outside their own kind. They typically practiced inbreeding to maintain their "noble" bloodline.

This explained their low birth rate and, in cases like these two, their general lack of intelligence.

As for the Celestial Dragons having multiple wives, it was merely a way for them to treat women as playthings, satisfying their twisted desires.

The women they kidnapped were either returned to their families after the Celestial Dragons grew tired of them, often mentally broken and traumatized, or, in worse cases, killed.

The Rontonyo brothers were taking Noir to a popular entertainment among the Mary Geoise nobility: slave fights.

Each Celestial Dragon family owned a number of kidnapped slaves, categorized into two types.

The first were "pleasure slaves," including beautiful female slaves, strong male slaves, and individuals from various races, all subjected to abuse and mistreatment for the Celestial Dragons' amusement.

The second were "war slaves." Though also used for entertainment, these slaves possessed considerable fighting prowess. They were pitted against each other in brutal fights for the Celestial Dragons' amusement.

Rontonyo looked enviously at Wyper, who stood behind Noir. "Saint Rolviff truly comes from a prestigious family. Even his war slaves are imposing. How about selling him to me?"

Wyper's eyes narrowed, his body radiating a chilling killing intent. He was ready to strike the Celestial Dragon down.

Noir quickly restrained him, glaring at Rontonyo. "Don't provoke him. I won't stop him if he decides to kill you."

Rontonyo chuckled dismissively. "Fine, keep your slave. What are we betting on in today's fight?"

They arrived at a spacious arena where numerous Celestial Dragons sat in the VIP stands, eager for the spectacle.

This was a private arena built by the young Celestial Dragons for their war slaves to fight.

They would often wager their carefully selected slaves against those of other families, hoping to win valuable prizes.

Of course, these prizes weren't mere money, which the Celestial Dragons considered beneath them. They were usually rare and exotic treasures.

Rontoryo took a package from his subordinate, pulled out several items, and excitedly announced to the arena,

"Whoever defeats my war slave will receive these as a reward!"

Noir's eyes widened. The patterned sphere Rontoryo had just tossed out… looked like a Devil Fruit. 

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