Bien sûr ! Voici la traduction du Chapitre 4 en anglais :
Chapter 4: The Battle of Shells Town The Combat
The chaos was total.
Zoro spun among the Marines like a tornado of blades, his three sabers tracing deadly arcs in the air. Each movement was precise, economical, efficient. Even weakened by three days without food, he mowed them down one by one with disconcerting ease.
"Oni... Giri!"
Three Marines collapsed simultaneously, their weapons cleanly cut.
Luffy, he was... Luffy. He laughed while dodging bullets that literally bounced off his rubber body, before counterattacking with his stretching punches that sent his adversaries flying dozens of meters.
"Gomu Gomu no... PISTOL!"
A Marine took off like a rocket and crashed into a wall.
"GYAHAHAHA! THIS IS TOO EASY!"
And me?
Me, I was inventing the stupidest fighting style in One Piece history.
"SYSTEM! DOOR! NOW!"
[SUMMONING...]
The metal door materialized right in front of a charging Marine. I opened it with a sharp motion and slammed it violently against his face.
CLANG!
"ARGH!"
The guy collapsed, nose bleeding.
"Sorry!" I shouted instinctively before turning to another adversary. "SYSTEM! ANOTHER ONE!"
[SUMMONING...]
CLANG!
"SORRY!"
[SUMMONING...]
CLANG!
"REALLY SORRY!"
It was ridiculous. Completely ridiculous. But strangely... effective?
A Marine tried to slash me with his saber. The blade traced a red line on my forearm. I grimaced by reflex, expecting the pain and blood to flow.
Nothing.
Just a white mark. Like an already healed scar.
[SYMBIOSIS: 54%]
[SUPERFICIAL DAMAGE: NEUTRALIZED]
"That's creepy," I muttered, dodging another blow. "But practical."
Another Marine fired. The bullet grazed my shoulder. Again that strange sensation – pain, yes, but muted. And above all, no real injury. Just a white trace that was already disappearing.
"I can't die," I realized aloud. "Well, not easily."
[CORRECT. AS LONG AS YOUR BODY IS NOT ENTIRELY DESTROYED, REGENERATION WILL CONTINUE]
"Great. Fantastic. Wonderful." I summoned another door and slammed it on a too-close Marine. "But I'm MENTALLY exhausted!"
Physically? I was like new. No muscle fatigue. No breathlessness. My body functioned like a perfectly oiled machine, tireless.
But in my head? It was chaos. The adrenaline, the stress, the concentration needed to summon doors again and again...
"MARC!" Luffy shouted while laughing. "YOU'RE TOO FUNNY WITH YOUR DOORS!"
"GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING IT!" I replied, dodging a rifle butt. "I'M JUST TRAUMATIZED!"
Morgan's Fall
Everything ended as it should have ended.
Zoro, despite his weakness, dominated the fight with a devastating technique that sliced Morgan's axe in two. The captain's arrogance collapsed with his weapon, and he fell to his knees, defeated.
Luffy, true to himself, delivered a final punch that sent Helmeppo flying into a fountain.
And me? I had slammed my last door on the last standing Marine, who collapsed with a pitiful groan.
Silence fell over the courtyard.
Then, slowly, the inhabitants of Shells Town emerged from their hiding places. First cautiously, then more and more numerous. They looked at Morgan on the ground, the defeated Marines, and finally...
They exploded in cheers.
"THEY WON!"
"MORGAN IS DEFEATED!"
"WE'RE FREE!"
The remaining Marines – those who weren't corrupt – joined the celebrations. A young guy with pink hair, whom I recognized as Koby, cried with joy while shaking Luffy's hand.
"Thank you... Thank you Luffy!"
"Shishishi! It's nothing! You're my friend, right?"
I collapsed against a wall, sliding to the ground. My legs were trembling – not from physical fatigue, but from pure mental exhaustion.
[SYMBIOSIS: 55%]
[COMBAT REPORT: 17 DOORS SUMMONED]
[DAMAGE TAKEN: 3 CUTS, 2 BULLET IMPACTS, 1 CONTUSION]
[ACTUAL DAMAGE: NONE]
[EFFICIENCY: QUESTIONABLE]
"Shut up," I growled, closing my eyes.
Restaurant and New Recruits
A few minutes later, Luffy found us, Zoro and me. The swordsman was sitting on the ground, breathing with difficulty, obviously starving to the point of collapsing at any moment.
"LET'S GO! WE'RE GOING TO EAT!" Luffy announced, wrapping his stretchy arms around our shoulders like a giant elastic.
"Luffy... let go of me..." Zoro growled.
"I really need to sit down," I added.
"WE'RE GOING TO EAT I SAID!"
He literally dragged us through the town, our feet trailing on the pavement. The inhabitants cheered us as we passed, some offering us food, others thanking us again and again.
That's when a timid little voice called out to us.
"Um... excuse me?"
We turned around – well, Luffy pivoted us like puppets.
Koby stood there, cheeks red, looking embarrassed. Beside him, a little girl with pigtails and a bright smile.
"My mom runs a restaurant!" she said joyfully. "She wants to offer you a meal to thank you for beating the bad Morgan!"
Luffy's eyes lit up like stars. "FOOD?!"
"Free," Koby added with a smile.
"FREE?!"
Zoro sighed. "We got it, Luffy."
"I accept with great pleasure," I said, struggling to my feet. "I need to sit down. And maybe a drink. Or three."
At the Restaurant
The restaurant was small but warm. Wooden tables, checkered tablecloths, the enticing smell of home cooking floating in the air. The little girl's mother – a round and jovial woman – welcomed us with tears of joy.
"My saviors! Sit down, sit down! I'm going to prepare the best meal of your life!"
We took seats around a large table. Luffy and Zoro on one side, me on the other. Koby hesitated before sitting timidly beside me.
In a few minutes, the table was submerged with dishes. Grilled meat, fried fish, rice, vegetables, soups, fresh bread... A feast worthy of a king.
Zoro attacked his meal with the appetite of someone who hadn't eaten in three days. Luffy, he devoured everything within reach of his stretchy arms, swallowing astronomical amounts of food.
"TOO GOOD! MORE!"
Me? I looked at my plate.
My stomach wasn't crying for food. No cramps. No growling. Just... nothing.
[METABOLIC MODIFICATION: 60% COMPLETE]
[NUTRITIONAL NEEDS: STRONGLY REDUCED]
I took a bite of meat out of politeness. The taste was there – delicious, even – but the desire to eat? Absent.
"Hey, Marc!" Luffy looked at me curiously, mouth full. "You're not eating?"
"Uh... I'm not very hungry."
Zoro raised an eyebrow. "You've been slamming doors for half an hour and you're not hungry?"
"It's... complicated."
[ADVICE: AVOID EXPLAINING YOUR IMMORTALITY FOR NOW]
"Yeah, thanks for the advice."
Luffy shrugged and continued eating. "Well, too bad! More for me!"
Koby, nibbling timidly on his meal, looked at me with a strange expression. Curious. Almost... admiring?
"Marc-san," he began softly. "That door... is it a Devil Fruit?"
All eyes turned to me.
"A Devil Fruit?" Luffy repeated, eyes shining. "YOU ATE A DEVIL FRUIT?!"
I thought quickly. It was the simplest explanation. The most credible in this world.
"Something like that," I replied evasively. "I can summon doors. It's practical for... traveling."
"COOL!" Luffy slammed his fist on the table, making the plates shake. "We have a guy with magic doors! Our crew is getting stronger and stronger!"
"Wait, wait," I intervened. "I never said I was joining your crew."
Luffy stared at me with a big smile. "But you just helped us beat Morgan! You're already in the crew!"
"That's not how it works..."
"YES IT IS! Zoro's in the crew, you are too!"
Zoro grunted. "Don't put me in the same basket."
I sighed, feeling that resisting Luffy was like trying to stop an avalanche with bare hands.
"We'll see," I said finally.
[AFFILIATION CONFIRMED: STRAW HAT CREW]
"Oh, shut up."
Koby laughed softly. The little girl brought us desserts. The atmosphere was joyful, light, almost unreal after the brutal fight we had just fought.
And me? I was sitting there, with a future Pirate King who had recruited me by force, a legendary swordsman eating as if his life depended on it, and a system sarcastically commenting on each of my actions.
"Welcome to One Piece," I murmured to myself.
It was going to be quite an adventure.
[END OF CHAPTER 4]
[ANOMALIES CAPTURED: 1/???]
[AFFILIATION: STRAW HAT CREW (OFFICIAL)]
[SCP-006 SYMBIOSIS: 55%]
[CURRENT MEMBERS: MONKEY D. LUFFY (CAPTAIN), RORONOA ZORO, MARC (YOU)]
[NEXT DESTINATION: UNKNOWN]
[NOTE: DOORS AS WEAPONS REMAIN INEFFECTIVE BUT AMUSING]