Saigo looked at Broly, who was wearing a yellow-green Battle Suit. When he looked at his head, he noticed that Broly's hair wasn't swept straight up like most Saiyans'. Their hair usually stuck up to some degree, but Broly's was naturally thick, dark, and fluffy, hanging down around his head. It was also longer than most children's hair at his age.
Broly was also curiously sizing up the person standing before him, who was a little taller than he was.
"Broly, come on. Pay your respects to King Saigao. He'll be your master from now on, too. Understand?" Seeing Broly stare at Saigo for so long, Paragus's heart skipped a beat. He quickly gave him a nudge and urged him on.
"Dad?" Broly turned to look at him, then smiled. "Dad, I know he's King Saigao! I heard everything you just said. But why do I have to pay my respects to him? He feels so weak! Even that person I really hated before seemed stronger than him!"
Saigo was indeed suppressing his aura at the moment. Thanks to his innate, extraordinary talent, Broly had learned to sense other people's strength without anyone needing to teach him.
Paragus was shocked by Broly's words. "Be quiet, Broly! King Saigao is the one and only king of us Saiyans. If it weren't for him, Frieza would've killed all three of us a long time ago! Do you understand? Apologize to King Saigao at once!"
Broly's opinion of Saigo changed instantly. Gratitude appeared on his face, and his eyes cleared. "Thank you, big brother, for saving me and my mom and dad!"
"You little rascal, call him King Saigao! Or Teacher!" Fino was startled, too. She hurriedly crouched down to correct him.
Saigo stopped her. "Hey, I don't mind Broly calling me that. From now on, just call me Big Brother or Big Brother Saigo!"
"Broly, would you like to learn from me?"
The moment Broly heard the voice, he recognized it as the one he'd heard while inside the incubation pod. His eyes lit up, and he leaped forward, blurting out, "Big Brother Saigo! It's you! I know you came to talk to me every day. I still want to hear the Calabash Brothers Save Grandpa story. Can you tell it to me now?"
The corners of Saigo's mouth lifted slightly. Two years of effort hadn't gone to waste!
Out loud, he said, "Haha, Broly, that'll have to wait until later. Are you hungry? Let's go eat first!"
"Hehe, Big Brother Saigo, I forgot I was hungry until you mentioned it! Come on, let's go eat. Afterward, I want to hear the Calabash Brothers story!" Broly grinned and clung to Saigo without a hint of formality, leaving his own parents behind.
Saigo wasn't surprised that Broly could communicate normally with people at the age of two. It was a common result of the Saiyan newborns' upbringing, and there hadn't been a single abnormal case so far.
"Let's go! I'll take you to get something delicious!"
"Let's go, let's go!"
Paragus and Fino stared blankly at the two figures walking away. They couldn't understand why their son was so close to King Saigao.
Fino said, sounding a little jealous, "Paragus, what kind of story is this Calabash Brothers tale Broly keeps talking about? He's so obsessed with it that he even left his own parents behind!"
There was a hint of bitterness on Paragus's face, but he still tried to comfort her. "Shouldn't we be happy that Broly's so close to King Saigao? Fino, try to look on the bright side. This is already the best outcome we could've hoped for!"
"I know. We should be grateful to King Saigao..."
Not long afterward.
Inside the Royal Palace.
"Broly, do you know there's a terrifying power lying dormant deep within you?" After finishing a thrilling chapter of the Calabash Brothers Save Grandpa story, Saigo spoke to Broly earnestly.
To his surprise, Broly nodded solemnly. "Big Brother Saigo, I know!"
"Especially when I get close to you, Big Brother, I feel like hitting someone. But I've managed to suppress it every time!"
Saigo's brows knitted together, but instead of immediately stepping farther away, he told Broly a harsh truth.
Better to know sooner than later.
"Broly, you're the greatest warrior our Saiyan people have seen in a thousand years—the Legendary Super Saiyan! Your strength doubles with every year you age, even without training. You were born with a power level of ten thousand, and now that you've just turned two, your power level has already reached forty thousand. Even if you never train, you'll have tremendous strength by the time you're eighteen!"
Broly's eyes lit up at that. He wished he could turn eighteen right away.
Ignoring his eager expression, Saigo continued, "But that's not the scariest part! The scariest thing is that once you fight, your power will keep growing without limit until you lose control completely and become a monster that does nothing but destroy everything around you! When that happens, neither I, your parents, nor any of our people will be spared."
After spending more than half an hour with Broly, Saigo was sure he could understand the enormity of the danger he faced.
Sure enough, Broly's little face scrunched up. He could tell Saigo wasn't exaggerating. That sincere look in his eyes couldn't lie. It was one of the terrifying things about the Legendary Super Saiyan: his sixth sense was incredibly sharp.
"Big Brother Saigo, what should I do?" Broly furrowed his brow and thought hard for a long time, but couldn't come up with a solution. In the end, he had no choice but to ask Saigo for help.
He had a feeling that Big Brother Saigo must have a solution. Otherwise, he wouldn't be standing here.
Saigo patiently explained, "The only way to deal with this hidden danger is to keep strengthening your mental power. As long as your mental power is strong enough, you won't lose control!"
Broly's eyes lit up, but then he remembered that he had no way to improve his mental power, and his face fell. "But, Big Brother Saigo, how do I improve my mental power?"
This Broly wasn't like the old version, who went berserk from beginning to end. His personality was more like that of the new version, though he shared the same unparalleled talent.
"I know a way to improve your mental power. Do you want to learn it?" Saigo gave him a mysterious smile, then laid out his condition. "But I do have some conditions! You'll have to agree to them and follow through before I teach you!"
"Really?!" Broly exclaimed in delight. "Big Brother Saigo, I'll agree to anything, and I can definitely do it! Teach me now!"
He looked so desperate that anyone who didn't know better might have thought Saigo had done something to him!
Broly was genuinely afraid that one day he might suddenly lose control and, just as Saigo had said, kill innocent people—especially his parents. The thought terrified him.
For a moment, he'd even wanted Saigo to exile him to a Wild Planet.
"All right. I only have three conditions! First, you can't do any training that increases your power level without my permission;
"Second, you can't get angry on a whim. If someone makes you angry, come tell me right away, and I'll deal with it;
"Third, you can't fight anyone without my permission!
"Can you follow these three conditions?"
Saigo explained his three conditions and waited for Broly to decide.
To his surprise, Broly agreed without a second thought. "No problem! Big Brother Saigo, I can follow all three conditions."
"You'll keep your word?"
"I will!"
Saigo didn't waste any time. He immediately passed the secret technique—the Spirit Refining Method—to Broly.
Broly once again showed off his extraordinary talent, learning it in less than half a day!
Truly terrifying!
At the same time, Saigo knew that Broly wasn't suited to staying on Planet Saiyan for long. He needed to take him to another planet better suited to quiet cultivation as soon as possible.
But before leaving, he had to create a few more Super Saiyans!
"Who should I choose? Hmm... one Tarble... one Paragus, count Fasha as one, too. They can't all be men. The last one... hmm, Vegeta III!"
Before long, Saigo had settled on his candidates for Super Saiyan training.
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