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"Brother Talot! His... his Battle Power is... fifty-five thousand..."
The fear in Selari's heart kept growing, reaching heights it had never before attained.
How could Talot not know what Selari was thinking?
Because he, too, was afraid.
If this Namekian attacked them directly, then he and Selari would die! They would be killed instantly, without any chance to fight back!
Gripping Selari's hand with one hand, Talot forced himself to calm down and maintain a steady rhythm of breathing.
Namekians were a friendly race. At least, in the era of the original story, there was no way he could have been wrong about that.
Combined with what this person had said, Talot believed he would not attack them. Otherwise, he would not have called them alien guests.
Talot was very surprised. Even if they had not concealed their ki, it should have been impossible to constantly sense whether alien visitors had appeared across the entire planet.
Yet this Namekian's words clearly indicated that he had known of their arrival from the very beginning.
Could it be that Namek's Grand Elder had foreseen our arrival and arranged for him to welcome us...? But that's far too absurd, Talot thought to himself.
Having received no response, Lagar clearly noticed Talot and Selari's nervousness and caution.
Realizing that the visitors were merely two alien children and that they were far weaker than himself, Lagar no longer released his power with the same overwhelming pressure as before.
Only after restraining his ki did he speak again. "My apologies for frightening you, guests from another world. I am a Namekian. You may call me Lagar. Welcome to Namek Planet."
As his words fell, Lagar revealed another friendly smile.
At the very least, he was no longer so