"Thank you, Grand Elder."
Even someone as solitary as the young Piccolo was somewhat moved by the Grand Elder's devotion.
Of course, more importantly, the sense of closeness the Grand Elder gave him made him instinctively respect him.
The Grand Elder rubbed Piccolo's little head again before turning to Talot.
"You can rest assured that Piccolo will remain on Namek Planet from now on. I will raise him well." The Grand Elder seemed able to see through people's thoughts.
Talot nodded slightly. No matter what the Grand Elder was thinking, Piccolo's future was settled.
"Of course I'm at ease leaving Piccolo with you. But putting him aside, your current condition is far from optimistic." Talot got straight to the point.
Lagar and Nail, standing nearby, both wore grave expressions.
As the Grand Elder's children, they naturally sensed it.
Only young Piccolo remained unaware, merely watching in silence.
"Everyone has their fate. I did not have much lifespan left to begin with. Being able to shine a little in my final years and guide the younger generations is already a good thing." The Grand Elder's state of mind was beyond Talot's comparison.
Talot nodded as though agreeing with the Grand Elder, then took out two Fruits of the Tree of Might from his storage space.
Ever since he had obtained them, only three remained.
Talot had kept them unused in case of emergencies. He had suddenly thought of the Grand Elder, so he decided to give them to him.
It was both repayment for his past help and a way to let him live a little longer.
The Grand Elder was utterly stunned by the Fruits of the Tree of Might.
Though he was not a God, his realm was exceptionally high, and he could sense the incomparably rich life force