Appearance of Krieg

"What do you mean, old man? I'm the sous chef here!"

Sanji never expected Zeff to want to chase him away, and it certainly didn't look like he was joking at all.

Zeff sighed. Sanji shouldn't be tied down by this restaurant.

He knew Sanji harbored the same dream he did, so the boy shouldn't keep staying here.

"We don't need you anymore, Sanji."

"Hah, whether you need me or not isn't up to you to decide."

Sanji rolled up his sleeves, muttered flatly, and turned straight into the kitchen.

Luffy watched the two of them with some confusion, completely failing to grasp what they were talking about.

"Why aren't you hurrying up to work! I'm not going to let you off that easily!"

Zeff felt a headache coming on just looking at Luffy idling around on the sidelines. The big hole in the ship still wasn't fixed, and who knew how much money it was going to cost again!

"I know!"

Luffy jumped up and grabbed his hat, dodging Zeff's attack, and just as he wanted to look smug, Zeff struck him on the head from the side.

His whole body buried itself into the floorboards.

Zeff glanced at Luffy and turned away.

The rest of the Straw Hat Pirates all sighed when they saw this scene. Just how long was Luffy going to be doing odd jobs here?

They hadn't even entered the Grand Line yet—were they really going to linger around in this place for a while!

"What's so bad about it? There's food and a place to stay right here."

Nami propped her chin in her hand, watching Luffy's retreating back.

"Otherwise we can just ditch Luffy straight away and let Captain Usopp lead you forward!"

Usopp planted one foot on a stool and began to daydream about his upcoming adventures.

Once he became the bravest warrior of the sea, he would go back to find Kaya.

The Straw Hat crew had barely been staying at the floating restaurant for a few days when uninvited guests barged in.

"Look, look!"

"What's wrong, what happened?"

A crisp voice suddenly rang through the otherwise quiet dining room, and a woman dropped her jaw, staring in disbelief out the window.

Everyone in the restaurant stood up, looking out the window in shock.

In the distance of the sea, a vessel was sailing toward them, complete with pirate flags hanging from both sides of its masts.

"Hourglasses meant to intimidate enemies are hanging on both sides of the skull! That flag—that flag belongs to the overlord of the East Blue, the Krieg Pirates!"

A man shouted at the top of his lungs.

Following that scream, everyone in the restaurant panicked.

"Ah, what's going on? Why is this ship so big?!"

Usopp and Nami stood on the deck, staring in terror at the colossal behemoth drawing closer and closer to them.

"Finally here, are they?"

Moyun led Kuina and Olvia down the stairs.

"Do you know who this is?"

"I've pretty much guessed it."

The restaurant doors were shoved open violently, and a man supported another exceptionally tall individual as they walked inside.

This person was Gin, whom Sanji had saved earlier, and the one Gin was supporting was Krieg.

Only, Krieg looked extremely frail with sunken cheeks.

"Please save our captain! He hasn't eaten in days!"

Gin dropped to his knees with a thud, his voice choked with sobs.

"No way! Who doesn't know how treacherous and cunning Krieg is!"

"That's right, this has got to be your trap! It'd be best if he starved to death!"

The cooks looked at the tall man with wariness and dread; none of them were willing to cook food for him.

Only Sanji silently lit a cigarette and prepared to head toward the kitchen.

"Hey, I advise you not to do that. Not everyone who eats your food is going to be grateful."

Moyun crossed his arms over his chest, watching Sanji with a mocking gaze.

"That's none of your business. The rule of this restaurant is just like that—as long as someone is hungry, they can eat here."

Sanji shot Moyun a side glance, completely brushing off his words.

Anyway, he had already saved a guy named Gin, so one more wouldn't make a difference.

If something actually went wrong, he would take full responsibility by himself.

"Fine, I already kindly warned you. Since you don't believe me, forget it."

Moyun shrugged indifferently, taking the two females to find a seat and sit down.

"You're not usually one to meddle in other people's business, are you? Why are you acting so out of character today?"

"I knew he wouldn't listen."

Hearing Moyun's reply, Kuina found it even stranger. Since he knew the other party wouldn't believe him, why bother warning him at all?

"Then why on earth did you do it?"

"Because it's fun."

Moyun smiled, a thick sense of mischievous amusement in his eyes.

Kuina was left somewhat speechless, but somehow this seemed to just be Moyun's nature.

She was starting to feel a bit of pity for the golden-haired chef now, because every time Moyun put on that smile, it meant someone was about to have terrible luck.

Before long, Sanji emerged from the kitchen carrying an extra-large portion of seafood fried rice and set it directly in front of Krieg.

"Eat up."

Sanji had heard more or less about what kind of person Krieg was around the restaurant.

"Thank you so much."

Krieg wolfed it down in huge mouthfuls, a smile spreading across the corners of his mouth.

Mere minutes later, Krieg had completely finished the giant bowl of seafood rice. The man seemed to have recovered his strength and stood up.

Before anyone could react, Krieg threw a punch straight into Sanji's face.

"Boss Krieg! This isn't what we agreed upon!"

Gin roared, trying to stop Krieg, but he was kicked far away in an instant.

"This ship is really not bad at all. But from now on, this ship is mine, Hahaha!"

This was the Krieg in everyone's eyes—even when facing his own savior, he could throw a punch without the slightest hesitation.

Sanji sat up from the floor, wiping the trace of blood from the corner of his lips.

"Just as expected."

"How can this guy be like this? The man literally just gave him food."

Kuina felt a sense of injustice on Sanji's behalf; she never expected this person to be so treacherous.

"There are plenty of people like that on the sea, Kuina. You're still too young."

Moyun laughed aloud, completely oblivious to the fact that he was also merely a seventeen-year-old youth.

"What's that supposed to mean? You're not all that old yourself, you know."

"What did you say?"

Even though Kuina's voice was very soft, Moyun still heard it.

Had this little girl gotten bolder? She actually dared to vent her criticisms about him behind his back!

Moyun smiled amiably at Kuina, scaring her into shaking her head frantically before she clamped her mouth shut and said nothing more.

Right as they were talking, the fight over there had already broken out.

"Let's see me teach you a lesson!"

"Everyone, get them!"

A wicked smirk hung on Krieg's face, and there were still over a hundred starving crew members waiting on his ship.