Removing the fish's scales, guts, and bones, Noir's movements were quick, clean, and mesmerizing.

With a quick chop, a row of green onions and garlic fell into the pan, followed by a burst of flame as he added the sauce and sake, then placed the fish slices in.

As Noir's routine unfolded, the previously angry cooks began to calm down.

The further he went, the more amazed they became.

In terms of knife skills, cooking techniques, and precision, this person seemed like a seasoned chef who had spent many years in the kitchen!

The aroma gradually filled the kitchen, causing everyone to sniff the air, their faces showing an expression of longing.

Even before the dish was served, they could tell from the smell alone that this person's cooking skills far surpassed their own.

Sanji, smelling the aroma, looked a bit dazed, while Zeff's old face broke into a smile.

A swordsman with such excellent culinary skills was truly impressive.

For Zeff and Sanji, their hands were precious tools for cooking, never to be damaged or tainted by battle.

Noir's high level of culinary skill left them both amazed and impressed.

Sanji's initially indifferent expression became serious.

After a while, Noir's dish was ready. He scooped it out and took a small bite, feeling a rush of happiness. This was the taste!

The slices of fish were fresh and tender, melting in his mouth, rich but not greasy, completely different from what he had eaten before.

Sanji hesitantly stepped forward and asked, "Can I try some?"

Noir, in the midst of devouring his meal, generously pushed the plate toward him and said, "Eat! Don't be polite."

"Excuse me." Sanji bent down and gently tasted the fish soup with a spoon.

Noir's method of cooking was different from the norm of this world. He used techniques from the Chinese cuisine of his former life, while in the pirate world most dishes were Japanese or Western.

Sanji was initially confused by Noir's dish, but was quickly overwhelmed by its taste.

The cooking techniques were slightly different from the restaurant's chefs, but why was the taste so much better?

After just one bite, Sanji put down his utensils and sighed, "The guest is indeed remarkable.

His expression was complex. Sanji had thought that having studied cooking from a young age and having been meticulously trained by Chef Zeff, his culinary skills were second to none.

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But today, Noir's presence had given him a humbling reality check.

At seventeen, Sanji was at an age where he thought he was invincible, but this incident had tempered his arrogance.

Zeff, seeing this, felt deeply satisfied. Sanji was his nominal student, but in reality, he had long been cared for as a son.

With his extraordinary talent in cooking, Sanji was expected to surpass him in a few years. Today's beating was a good lesson to humble him.

After finishing his meal, Noir let out a satisfied burp and said, "Thanks for the food!"

The cooks, a little ashamed, lowered their heads. Zeff stepped forward and said, "No, we should apologize for not taking good care of our guest.

Noir casually waved him off. Just then, a shout came from the kitchen door: "Mr. Noir, our ship is being attacked!"

It was Skull's voice. Noir's expression turned serious and he quickly ran out.

Sanji and Zeff exchanged glances and followed.

Noir rushed outside and looked out to sea, where a ship flying a pirate flag was headed straight for his.

Several pirates had already boarded his ship, making Noir furious!

All my money is on that ship!

Just as Noir was about to attack, a hand stopped him. It was Ace, his mouth still full of food.

Swallowing, Ace said, "Don't worry, Mihar is on the ship."

Mihar? Noir was stunned, that aloof sniper?

As Ace said, as soon as the pirates set foot on the ship, they were hit in the forehead by bullets almost instantly!

It seemed that the bullets of death found their mark without any need for aiming.

The pirates couldn't find the source of the bullets and mysteriously fell in large numbers!

Noir gasped in astonishment. This usually silent guy had such incredible marksmanship?

Ace proudly said, "Mihar has unparalleled sniper skills, capable of hitting any enemy no matter how well they hide or how far away they are.

This level of sniping probably touched Observation Haki.

Noir was secretly amazed. To be part of Ace's crew, one had to be exceptional.

Then Ace started to stretch and said fiercely, "Leave it to me, I'll sink this pirate ship!"

Noir stopped him with a raised hand. Seeing Ace's confused look, Noir smiled and said, "I'll handle this. I want to try a new skill."

Ace tilted his head, new skill?

Noir jumped into the air and suddenly orange flames erupted from his body!

Ace's eyes widened. Isn't that my Devil Fruit ability?

Imitating Ace's movements, Noir unleashed a torrent of flames that turned half the sky crimson, then gathered the flames into his arm.

As the flames compressed, his arm glowed golden. Swinging his fist at the pirate ship, Noir mimicked Ace's tone and shouted, "Hiken!

Even the imitation version of the Fire Fist had tremendous power. The fiery fist hit the pirate ship with a massive explosion, shattering it instantly and leaving the pirates dead or injured, the ship's fragments still burning.

A fire fist to destroy a ship, not bad, very powerful.

Noir was satisfied and withdrew his fist, completely ignoring Ace's confused and envious expression.

Ace, unable to contain his curiosity, asked, "Noir! How can you use my skill?"

Noir simply replied, "I copied yours."

Ace was stunned. Copying Devil Fruit's abilities?

Realizing quickly, Ace exclaimed, "You can copy Devil Fruit abilities? What power is that?"

"Have you eaten a Devil Fruit too? A copying fruit?"

"Sugoi, this fruit is incredible."

Seeing Ace's overthinking, Noir was naturally confused.

"What? Ah... hmm... yes, you're right."

While Noir and Ace were joking around, they hadn't noticed the look of uncontrollable fear and shock on the faces of Zeff and Sanji behind them!

Even Zeff, who had ventured into the Grand Line, was shaken and said, "Is that guy a monster?"

Sanji, seeing a large ship being destroyed right before his eyes, felt a wave of uncontrollable fear.

Who in the world is this guy?