Black's words made Yamcha and Krillin regard him with newfound respect.
Although he was the deputy commander of the Red Ribbon Army, his unwavering determination to accomplish great things and his relentless pursuit of his ideals were worthy of admiration.
"You want to accomplish great things?" He-El looked down at him and said coldly, with righteous severity, "I'll give you that chance. Starting today, help me take control of the Red Ribbon Army. Reform it from evil to good, and compensate every person the Red Ribbon Army has harmed, until every victim forgives the Red Ribbon Army."
Black fell silent as he looked at He-El. "What meaning is there in that?"
He did not understand what meaning there was in He-El doing this.
He and the Red Ribbon Army, along with Commander Red, had already lost.
Was he still supposed to help He-El manage the Red Ribbon Army?
What meaning was there in that?
He was going to die anyway.
Yamcha and Krillin, however, were visibly moved. Looking toward He-El, their admiration for him deepened.
"When great responsibility falls upon a person, their will must first be tempered, their bones and muscles exhausted, their body starved and emaciated, their entire being worn down by hardship and fatigue. Everything they do must be plagued by troubles and obstacles. Only then can their will become firmer, their character tougher, and their lacking abilities be strengthened, so that they will one day be capable of accomplishing great things.
"Do you think accomplishing great things merely means using evil means to bully civilians?" He-El shouted, his expression stern and his righteous presence biting cold.
"Of course not. Great things are neither righteous nor evil. So-called righteousness and evil make no difference to me." Black's expression shifted. He-El's words about the trials one had to