Battle Power 10,500!

As a Low-Class Warrior, no matter how high Bardock's Battle Power had risen, he could not defy a Royal Decree.

He might resent it, and he might have his own feelings, but if he resisted, that would be rebellion!

So, even if King Vegeta had ordered Raditz to accompany Prince Vegeta, he could only accept it. He had no right to refuse.

Fortunately, his son had turned out fairly well. Though his strength was still far inferior to those Elite Warriors and outstanding Elite Warriors, he had displayed enough talent that those who considered themselves superior would not look down on him.

The Saiyan race was a people that valued strength.

If you were strong enough, you had enough say.

The class system divided Saiyans into upper, middle, and lower ranks. Only by constantly growing stronger could one climb upward, earn the respect of others, and even stand above them.

For years, he had fought desperately to grow stronger for the sake of gaining enough power to truly take control of his own fate.

He had his beliefs, and reality had proven that as long as he was strong enough, even Elite Warriors had to step aside when they saw him!

The vast majority of Elite Warriors only dared to gossip behind his back. Who would dare argue with him to his face?! Through his own efforts, he had forced even King Vegeta to see him in a new light and take him seriously.

After watching Kakarot carefully for quite some time, Bardock and Gine finally left the room.

A brief separation only made their reunion sweeter, and their relationship had deepened even further.

While they were talking, Talot put on his clothes, casually ate some jerky, and came over.

Their eyes met, and both wore smiles.

Bardock's smile was especially warm, carrying a natural sense of friendliness.

No question about it, this was the face of a protagonist.

Talot still remembered how, the first time he had seen Bardock, he had instinctively felt drawn to him. The same went for Gine.

Put another way, Bardock and Gine could be considered the male and female leads as well, though only for this era.

"Uncle Bardock, you're back."

"Yes, little Talot. You've grown quite a bit." Bardock walked over to Talot and casually activated his Battle Power Detector.

'Beep beep beep beep... beep beep beep beep...'

Battle Power Index: 350

"Not bad. We haven't seen each other in half a year, and not only has your Battle Power surpassed 300, it's reached 350!" Bardock praised after seeing the number on the detector.

Although this number was still lower than Raditz's had been the previous year, it was already impressive for Talot to have 350 Battle Power without going out to train or experiencing real combat.

At Talot's age, how much Battle Power had Bardock himself possessed?

Among Elite Warriors, it could only be considered ordinary, but among Low-Class Warriors, it was remarkable.

After all, many Saiyans would struggle to reach this level of Battle Power in their entire lives.

Bardock did not know that Talot's Battle Power had already surpassed 1,000.

If he had known, he would have been shocked.

Such talent completely surpassed that of every Saiyan in history. Even Elite Warriors were nowhere close.

No, if they truly had to be compared, there was someone even more outstanding.

Vegeta now possessed 3,000 Battle Power.

Born with 2,000 Battle Power, Vegeta had increased it by 1,000 in just five years.

Naturally, that was also because Vegeta had sufficient resources at his disposal, which allowed him to improve so quickly.

If Talot had those same resources, he could do the same—perhaps improve even more.

"You flatter me, Uncle Bardock. This little bit of strength is nothing," Talot said modestly, not taking the praise to heart.

At the same time, Talot added with a hint of curiosity, "Uncle Bardock, your Battle Power should be even stronger than it was half a year ago, right? I can feel the sense of intimidation coming from you."

As he spoke, Talot activated his own Scouter to scan Bardock's Battle Power.

As expected, Bardock's Battle Power had now broken through the 10,000 mark and reached 10,500.

"As expected of Uncle Bardock. With 10,500 Battle Power, there probably aren't many Elite Warriors who can surpass you, right?" Talot congratulated him.

"Elite Warriors? Hmph! They're nothing but useless trash with pretty titles." Bardock snorted, seemingly disgusted by the word "elite."

Of course, he did not dwell on it and instead changed the subject. "You came at just the right time. I happened to have something to discuss with you."

After saying that, Bardock turned to Gine. "Raditz should be coming back tonight too. Go prepare more food. Little Talot and I need to talk alone."

"Raditz is coming back too? That's wonderful! Our family hasn't been together in more than half a year!" Gine replied excitedly. "You two talk first. I'll go get things ready."

Talot stayed quiet at the side until Bardock said again, "Come on, little Talot."

"Mm." Talot nodded and followed him.

This private conversation was also what he wanted. Only this way could he understand the full situation.

Before long, the two arrived in another room.

During their discussion, Bardock took the lead and told Talot about several matters.

He explained that Talot was now five years old. According to the Saiyan protection period for Elite Warriors, once he turned five, he had to go out and conquer other planets.

That was the destiny of a warrior, and the destiny of a Saiyan.

Part of the reason they were called the Fighting Race came from this.

"Uncle Bardock, please say whatever you want. In my heart, you've always been an elder to me." Still polite and humble, Talot waited to hear Bardock's arrangements for him.

Since Bardock had brought it up, he must have already had something in mind.

"Actually, I hope you can go with Raditz and accompany Prince Vegeta on his campaigns. That way, not only will your safety be assured, but you'll also be able to earn quite a lot of merit." Bardock's words made Talot pause in surprise.

He truly had not expected Bardock to suggest this arrangement right away.

It was not as though Talot had never considered it before. Raditz had even invited him to join them.

"Uncle Bardock, if I don't go, do you have another arrangement for me?" Talot asked instead of answering directly.

Hearing that, Bardock smiled as though he had expected it all along.

"I knew you'd refuse, kid."

The chance to train at Prince Vegeta's side was something every Saiyan dreamed of.

But anyone with a bit of sense could figure out that once they joined such a group, those lacking strength could only become cannon fodder.

His own son was indeed cannon fodder as well, but because of his relationship with King Vegeta, the king would not let anything happen to him. His life was guaranteed.

His first plan had been for Talot to go along as well. That would have resolved the problem that had troubled him for so long.