Bad Temper Meets Bad Temper

Rogge had been too confident. He could have dodged on instinct, but instead he tried a flash-step, like the one Red-Hair had used when he met Whitebeard aboard Whitebeard's ship.

The instant Whitebeard threw the wine bottle, Red-Hair flashed aside. No one could quite see how he moved.

Rogge had just tried the same thing. He was incredibly fast now: he dodged, then returned to his original position at the limit of his speed. Even Enel would have struggled to match him over such a small distance.

He moved so fast that he seemed not to move at all. The man thrown at him appeared to pass straight through his body. It was quite a sight.

Enel, Jelly, and Jerry all had Observation Haki, though. They caught Rogge's movement, which was why they laughed.

After Enel shocked Jerry on Sky Island, Jerry's natural talent for combat had awakened his Observation Haki. Rogge then had Jelly train him. Combined with his sixth sense, Jerry's Observation Haki became even sharper than Jelly's. The gifted really did learn everything quickly, and Jelly and the others envied him for a while.

But Rogge had moved so fast that he missed a drop of grease flying along with the man. It landed squarely on his face—or perhaps he ran into it himself. He had accounted for the man, but not the grease.

The door was wrecked. Only one side remained hanging from its hinges, swinging back and forth.

"Bring me my food! I'm a pirate. Since when do I have to pay for a meal?" roared a man over three meters tall.

"Exactly! We're pirates, and you want us to pay? Isn't this the Lawless Area? There's no law here! Hahaha! We can do whatever we want, understand?" shouted a pirate beside the giant, whose