Belmod glanced at Gran, then at Marcarita behind him. The corner of his mouth twitched. "I overheard your conversation just now. Don't you know I manipulated time?"
"..."
Interesting. Gran had not expected this Clown to actually admit it.
"Manipulating time is expressly forbidden by Lord King of All. Lord Belmod, you've got quite some nerve." Gran's lips curled slightly.
"Don't you frequently travel through space-time and manipulate time as well? I'd say you've got plenty of nerve too," Belmod retorted.
"Can I be compared to you? I'm with the Time Patrol."
Gran shook the Time Ring on his finger. Kronoa had given it to him.
Belmod: "..."
This guy was so annoying!!!
"What?"
Belmod wiped the sweat from his face and continued, "Are you going to tell Lord King of All that I manipulated time?"
"What do you think?"
Gran's tone grew increasingly subtle.
After Gran said that, Belmod stared straight at him, and the atmosphere around them immediately became heavy.
Bulma swallowed and hurriedly hid behind Gran.
"I'm guessing you won't."
Belmod spoke calmly.
As he spoke, he glared at Marcarita again. If she had not revealed that he had manipulated time, he would never have been threatened by this guy.
"Oh?"
Gran smiled. "Why do you think I won't tell Lord King of All?"
"If you wanted to tell Lord King of All, would you still waste so many words talking to me?"
Belmod rolled his eyes.
"..."
Gran curled his lips. "Fine, I won't tell Lord King of All, but I have one condition."
"Say it."
Belmod was not surprised in the slightest. He knew this guy would take advantage of the situation.
After all, no one from Universe 7 was any good. Beerus was like that, Gran was like that, and even that Bulma behind