"Broly, what are you hesitating for? We Saiyans are space bandits too. Raiding planets and destroying civilizations are things we excel at. If you don't want to do it, I can do it for you."
Paragus was a traditional Saiyan. He had no aversion whatsoever to conquering planets and being a bandit. He even thoughtfully told Broly that if he did not want to do it, he did not have to; Paragus and Legion officers like Medamatcha could handle it instead.
"I said I'm not becoming a bandit. Are you saying this because you have a problem with me?"
Broly looked at his old father. Though his expression showed no dangerous signs, Paragus could sense that his son wanted to teach him a lesson with his fists.
Resisting the idea of being a bandit was very unlike Saiyan tradition. But respecting strength above all else and settling things with fists was perfectly traditional~
Paragus grumbled inwardly. Not wanting to get a beating from his son, he hurriedly waved his hands. "No, I don't have a problem with you. But if we aren't going to be bandits, and we have no money right now, what do you plan to do?"
"It's simple. We'll work and earn money."
Broly answered as though it were only natural. He did not think making money would be difficult.
"Then should I have the combat unit go work over there too?"
Medamatcha asked. It felt a little strange for a planetary conquest force to become the Vampa Labor Group, but they could not exactly let their king go work alone, could they?
"Sure. More people means more strength. We should make money faster too."
Broly nodded in agreement.
"Then I'll stay behind and watch the house."
Paragus also wanted to go and experience the cosmic civilized