"Thank you, Chef! If it weren't for you, we would have been doomed!"
"Damn pirates! Even in this restaurant, they have to leave with their tails between their legs!"
"As expected of the Baratie sea restaurant!"
Seeing this, the surrounding guests all gave thumbs up to Patty.
"Heh heh heh, it's just what I should do."
Patty rubbed his nose, grinning. He then stood firmly at the entrance and declared,
"I am Patty, the welcoming chef of the sea restaurant Baratie! Whoever comes here is my guest, and I will ensure you feel at home. But if you think you can dine and dash, I won't let you off easy!"
Patty spoke confidently, full of momentum.
"What a fiery-tempered chef! He doesn't even care about the Krieg Pirates!"
"Yeah, the chefs at this restaurant are really hot-tempered!"
Usopp and Nami exclaimed, shocked by the display.
"Aren't chefs supposed to just cook and serve food? How come they're so eager to fight?"
Moonlight chuckled, found a seat, and ordered some food. Since he was here, he naturally wanted to enjoy a good meal.
…
About two hours later, a heavy thud echoed, and everyone was startled. Soon after, someone burst into the restaurant, panic-stricken.
"Oh no, it's the Krieg Pirates! They're here!"
"What? The Krieg Pirates? The rulers of the East Blue?"
"Run! Run away!"
"This is bad! Get out of here!"
Hearing this, all the diners turned pale with fright. Forgetting their meals, they scrambled for the exit, desperate to flee. But just as they crowded toward the door, a man walked in, supporting a tall, imposing figure.
Upon seeing this man's face, everyone looked as if they had seen a terrifying beast from ancient times. Their bodies trembled, and they instinctively stepped back.
"He…he…that's Don Krieg!"
"Oh no, he's actually here!"
"This is bad!"
Everyone was shocked, their bodies retreating in fear.
"Please… give us some food. Our captain hasn't eaten in a long time."
To everyone's surprise, the previous man knelt down, supporting Krieg as he bowed his head, pleading with the crowd.
"Huh?"
"What's going on?"
"Is this really the infamous, ruthless ruler of the East Blue, the Krieg Pirates?"
Everyone looked confused, not understanding the sudden change in events.
"Look at their pirate ship!"
"No way, this ship looks awful!"
"What happened? How did it end up like this?"
Someone outside shouted, drawing everyone's attention to the door. There, anchored beside Baratie, was a massive ship bearing Krieg's pirate flag. It was unmistakably the Krieg Pirates' vessel. But now, the once formidable ship was tattered and broken, resembling a beggar's ship. Everyone was once again stunned.
"This has to be a joke! Why would we give food to someone like him? He's weak now, but if he recovers, he'll just go back to being the infamous, vicious Krieg!"
"Yeah, seeing the ruler of the East Blue like this is rare; we can't let him recover!"
"Someone like him deserves to starve to death!"
Upon hearing this, all the diners sneered.
Once they understood the situation, they relaxed. Giving Krieg food? No way—that was wishful thinking. People like him were better off dead.
"Captain of the Krieg Pirates, huh? To think the ruthless you would end up like this. You want food? Not a chance—get lost!"
"Haha, so this is the so-called ruler of the East Blue? Look at him now; he's like a dog!"
"Heh heh heh, if it weren't for our restaurant's no-kill policy, I'd kill you right here and now to end your menace!"
The chefs of Baratie, who had come out upon hearing the commotion, also sneered at the scene.
"Please… I'm begging you, give our captain some food, I beg you!"
Despite the mockery, the man beside Krieg continued to plead desperately, his pitiful demeanor tugging at the heartstrings. But no one showed any sympathy. The thought that they were dealing with pirates—especially the notorious Krieg Pirates—filled everyone with disgust. To them, such people deserved no mercy.
"Sorry, I can't stand to see someone starving in front of me."
At that moment, a man in a black suit, with a cigarette hanging from his lips, approached. His curly eyebrows and tousled hair gave him the look of an artist, shrouded in smoke. He carried a plate and set it in front of Krieg, speaking calmly.
"Sanji, thank you… thank you so much!"
The man beside Krieg expressed his heartfelt gratitude. As for Krieg, he lost all pretense and began devouring the food ravenously.
He was famished beyond measure; otherwise, he would never have tolerated the humiliation he'd endured. He had no strength left.
"Are you crazy? Why would you pity someone like him?"
"What are you doing? Don't you know who he is? He's Don Krieg, the ruthless and cunning ruler of the East Blue!"
"You're insane! If you want to die, don't drag us into it!"
Sanji's actions immediately sparked outrage.
"Sanji, what are you doing?!"
"That's right, Sanji, who said you could just give food away like that?"
"Sanji, you idiot!"
The other chefs shouted angrily at Sanji.
"Sorry, but I'm a chef, and I can't stand to see someone hungry in front of me…"
Sanji took a deep drag of his cigarette, speaking sincerely. But before he could finish, a powerful force blasted from behind him!
"Bang!"
Sanji was sent flying, crashing hard onto the restaurant's stairs before collapsing. He trembled, coughing up blood, his cigarette gone.
Standing tall, now fully fed, was Krieg. Gone was his earlier pitiful state, replaced by a ferocious, domineering presence. This was the true captain of the Krieg Pirates, the terror of the East Blue, brought back to life.
"Ah, no! Krieg is back!"
"Damn it, we're done for now!"
"That chef really messed up this time!"
The diners were drenched in cold sweat.
"Bastard! How could you treat your savior like that?"
"Don Krieg, captain of the Krieg Pirates—you really are the despicable, ruthless scoundrel the rumors say you are!"
"He's nothing but a backstabbing coward!"