Return Voyage

In a star sector far from Planet Vegeta, Saiyan warriors scattered across the North Galaxy received the Frieza Force's order to return. Though filled with suspicion, these Saiyans reacted as they always did; with the exception of a few exiled or remotely stationed individuals, they all began their journey back to Planet Vegeta.

Among them was Bardock, the father of the protagonist, Goku.

Bardock had always been skeptical of the Frieza Force's commands. Ever since Frieza took over the military forces left behind by King Cold five years ago and became the new ruler of Planet Vegeta, he had sensed the new ruler's deep-seated distrust of the Saiyans.

Now, with the assistance of veterans like Berryblue and Kikono, Frieza was gradually tightening his grip on the Frieza Force, and his reliance on the Saiyans had diminished significantly. Because of this, Bardock had long been plagued by a bad premonition.

Today, Frieza's order only deepened the unease in his heart.

I hope nothing goes wrong, Bardock muttered to himself, his gaze turning profound as he looked toward the ships traveling alongside his own.

A planet filled with water vapor.

"Prince Vegeta, we just received an order from the Frieza Force." A youth over two meters tall was fighting excitedly when his communicator suddenly began to beep. He opened it to find a directive from headquarters.

"What order?" Vegeta let out a wild laugh, casually destroying a castle.

The sturdy youth read the instructions on the communicator: "The Frieza Force orders us to return to Planet Vegeta immediately; there is an important mission to arrange."

"Ignore it. Act like you didn't hear it." Vegeta impatiently cut the sturdy youth off, then angrily fired a Ki Blast. With a loud boom, the distance was once again blown into chaos.

"But this is an order from headquarters."

Vegeta looked displeased at this; he did not like Frieza. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he tossed an energy ball from his hand, creating a mushroom cloud, and said coldly, "Are you not listening to me anymore?"

"I... I understand."

This youth was Nappa, the Saiyan who, in the original story, invaded Earth with Vegeta and was eventually killed by him. Nappa was a descendant of a prestigious Saiyan family, so he naturally dared not defy Vegeta's instructions, but he couldn't help but wonder if it was truly wise to ignore Frieza's orders like this.

"Tch!" Seeing Nappa's cowardly appearance, Vegeta snorted with disdain, then signaled the other Saiyans to ignore the message coming through their communicators.

On the other side, Roland's sister, Sephiria, was also following a combat squad to conquer a planet.

Because it was a high-level planet, the strongest combat power on it exceeded 5,000. Even for a battle-hardened and experienced Saiyan team, facing such an opponent required extreme caution; a single moment of carelessness could lead to the annihilation of the entire force.

However, the battle had now entered the mopping-up stage. The planet's strongest warriors had been jointly wiped out by the Saiyan fighters days ago, and the remaining sporadic resistance could no longer affect the overall situation.

"After wiping out the remaining resistance, we can hand the planet over to the Frieza Force. When you strike, be careful not to release too much energy; if you ruin the environment here, it won't sell for a good price," the team leader grumbled, even as he casually flattened a hilltop with a Ki Blast.

"If the captain can't do it himself, don't disturb the brothers' enjoyment of the battle."

The Saiyan warriors continued to destroy things as they pleased. The leader glared at them, then burst into laughter, continuing to curse his teammates. His eyes flickered, catching a graceful figure not far away.

Sephiria's strength is getting stronger and stronger. Next time, I'll make her the captain; these disobedient guys will always listen to a beauty. He chuckled inwardly, finding the sight of a beauty before him naturally pleasing.

Female Saiyans were not as rough as the males. Although there were fierce combat types, most female Saiyans were actually smaller and possessed a sense of aesthetic beauty. Sephiria's appearance was rare among female Saiyans—a mix of delicate grace and heroic spirit. Her body was slender, her waist was trim, and her overall form seemed meticulously crafted; she was a rare beauty indeed.

Moreover, she was one of the few high-class warriors among the Saiyans. Despite her young age, she possessed immense strength and already held significant prestige among her people.

Sephiria glanced coldly at the leading Saiyan, then stepped into the void, appearing hundreds of meters away in an instant. With a few flashes of movement, she arrived before a rebel.

With an expressionless face, she kicked out with all her might. The violent force instantly whipped up a shocking gale. The rebel, who had a combat power of 2,000, was pulverized by her kick, leaving a massive crater over fifty meters in diameter, with the shattered ground extending for hundreds of meters.

"Sephiria, news from the Frieza Force: all Saiyans on missions are to return to Planet Vegeta immediately."

"What are they doing? Are they giving up on this planet?"

High-level planets were rare resources in the universe. Many wealthy individuals were happy to purchase one to use as a private garden, which was excellent for training subordinates.

"Who knows what they're doing? Maybe a rare super-planet has appeared, and it requires everyone to mobilize to conquer it..."

"Then what should we do?"

"Let's go back. It's a pity to have just conquered this high-level planet, but if there really is a super-planet, that's quite exciting." The other Saiyans laughed heartily; nothing made them happier than a battle.

Sephiria's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She shook her head and followed the main force onto the ship returning to Planet Vegeta.

"By the way, Sephiria, you have a younger brother, right? Why isn't he by your side?" During the return trip, several Saiyans began to chat.

Sephiria's face turned cold, and she said in an unfriendly tone, "That guy hasn't contacted me in a long time. When he gets back, I'm going to give him a good lesson."

"Pray for your brother; it's not easy having such an excellent sister."

"Amos, are you looking for a beating?" She glanced at her teammate with displeasure, a cold aura radiating from her body.

The Saiyan named Amos quickly shut his mouth, not daring to say another word. Saiyan women were not to be trifled with, especially high-combat-power female warriors.

"Hmph!" Sephiria snorted coldly, leaning back in the ship's seat to close her eyes and rest, though a cold smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.

Roland, if you haven't died out there, you're in for it when you get back.

"Achoo!" Sneezing for no apparent reason, Roland had no idea that he had already been targeted by his nominal sister. At this moment, he was in the middle of his journey to collect the Dragon Balls with Tights.