Discussing Life with King Vegeta (End)

Just as Vegeta III stood up, hearing King Saigao's reminder caused a memory that brought him nothing but embarrassment and humiliation to surface in his mind.

His pupils constricted sharply, and cold sweat began to pour down his face, as if he were staring into the face of absolute terror.

In his heart, he became even more certain that what King Saigao had said earlier was true: the Super Saiyan God might truly exist!

And the Super Saiyan might truly exist as well!

The God of Destruction—Beerus!

That monster who had crushed his spirit so thoroughly that he couldn't even muster the will to resist!

At this moment, the memories in his mind resurfaced with crystal clarity.

Thump, thump, thump!

Vegeta III, his face filled with terror, stumbled back several steps.

Seeing Vegeta III sinking deep into painful memories, King Saigao immediately reached out and unleashed a blast of pressure.

Whoosh!

Boom!

After being struck by the pressure emitted by King Saigao, Vegeta III stumbled back again and collapsed onto the floor. At the same time, he was jolted out of his painful recollections, leaning back on his hands and gasping for air.

"Hmph! Remember now? Stop acting like you're 'the greatest under the heavens' all the time; people who don't know better might actually think you are!"

While lecturing him, King Saigao noticed that the guards who had fallen earlier were showing signs of waking up, so he immediately flew down from the throne and arrived beside Vegeta III.

"Get up already, your personal guards are about to wake up! Once they do, tell them to find some reliable elite warriors. You don't need many, I only want elites. Remember! Don't worry about whether they are high-class warriors or not, just get me 20 of them! Do you understand?"

Vegeta III took a few breaths to calm his nerves before standing up. He cast a cautious and grateful look at King Saigao, and only after receiving a nod did he fly back to the front of the throne, though he did not sit down.

No sooner had King Vegeta regained his footing than the four high-class warriors who had been unconscious on the floor began to slowly open their eyes.

They struggled to climb to their feet, and it took quite a while for their senses to fully return.

As their vision cleared, the figure of King Saigao came into view.

In an instant, the flames of vengeance ignited in their hearts. One of them even began to curse furiously.

"You piece of trash! How dare you ambush this lord! Have you prepared yourself for death?"

All of them widened their eyes, clenching their fists tightly as they prepared to charge at King Saigao.

Just then, a sharp reprimand came from behind them.

"What are you doing? Stop it, all of you!"

"Is it not enough that you've embarrassed yourselves? Stand down!"

Upon hearing the voice of Vegeta III, the four of them stopped in their tracks.

They were all panting heavily, and although the rage in their eyes was gradually being replaced by reason, their gazes never left King Saigao, as if they were secretly swearing that one day they would make him pay for his sneak attack.

The angry glares lasted for quite a while before they gritted their teeth, suppressed the hatred in their hearts, turned around to return to their stations, and tried their best to avoid looking at King Saigao.

On the dais, Vegeta III was so angry he could have ground his teeth to dust.

These idiots!

They don't even know how strong the other party is, yet they dare to hold a grudge!

It's fortunate that King Saigao isn't angry; if he wanted to kill you, I wouldn't be able to stop him!

The more he looked at them, the more annoyed he became, so he issued his orders directly.

"You lot, go immediately and find 20 elite warriors. Don't look at their potential, just find the 20 with the highest current combat power! Remember, keep it secret, and if any are currently off-world, you must recall them to me immediately!"

The high-class warriors who had just stood at attention immediately turned to face Vegeta III and acknowledged the order.

"Yes! King Vegeta!"

Interestingly, as the four of them passed by King Saigao, they all whispered the same threat in unison.

"Just you wait, kid!" x4

King Saigao replied to each of them, "Good! I'll be waiting!"

The four of them were so furious their eyes seemed to spit fire; they wished they could skin King Saigao alive right then and there.

In the end, they could only glare viciously before departing, filled with burning resentment.

Once they were gone, Vegeta III could no longer stand still; he zipped over to King Saigao, his face full of apology and his attitude exceptionally sincere.

"King Saigao, please forgive the spectacle! It is all my fault for failing to discipline them properly! Please, punish me!"

King Saigao waved his hand and said, "I don't care how you did things in the past, and I won't hold it against you. Since you want me to be the King of the Saiyans and lead the Saiyans to glory, then from now on, you will do as I say, without question. Can you do that?"

Fearing that he might lack motivation, he immediately dangled a bait that Vegeta III could not refuse.

"As long as you do as I say, the Super Saiyan will no longer be a legend, but a reality! It all depends on how you act!"

Vegeta III took the bait immediately. He had dreamed of becoming a Super Saiyan his entire life, though it had always been nothing more than a dream. Now that there was hope for the Saiyan race, how could he possibly let it slip away?

He immediately knelt down in excitement and pledged his loyalty.

"King Saigao, please, just give the order. From now on, you are the King of the Saiyans, and your words are the compass for my actions. If you say go east, I shall never go west!"

As expected!

Not a single Saiyan could resist the temptation of the Super Saiyan.

King Saigao thought to himself.

Yet, aloud he said, "Very well! Rise. I shall instruct you on how to blind Frieza's eyes and ears for the time being. Come, lean in!"

"Yes!"

After ten minutes or so, King Saigao finally finished his instructions.

Vegeta III hesitated for a moment before voicing the concerns in his heart.

"King Saigao, wouldn't doing this play right into Frieza's trap to wipe us all out in one fell swoop? The low-class warriors already sent off-world... is there really a need to recall them?"

"Foolish!" King Saigao rebuked. "Why can you not grasp this? We do this to confuse the situation, to make Frieza believe we are actively complying with his orders to gather all Saiyans!"

"Not only must we recall them, but we must send people to find them and bring them back! The more fanfare we make, the more the enemy will believe we are doing our utmost to gather our kin! This gives us more time to prepare, and the higher our success rate will be when we eventually rise against Frieza! This is a move that achieves three goals at once; why would we not do it?"

"Even if you cannot understand it, you will do as I say! Recalling our kin is inevitable sooner or later; we might as well let the enemy help us spread the word, saving us manpower and resources while bringing our wandering kin home!"

Having said so much, Vegeta III was no simpleton; once enlightened, he grasped the logic immediately.

"Yes! King Saigao, your method is truly brilliant! You are indeed the savior of our Saiyan race!"

King Saigao felt pleased, but he wore an expression of disdain on his face and waved his hand, saying, "Enough with the flattery! Do more useful things!"

"By the way, do you have a secret base here?"

Vegeta III nodded his head rapidly. "Yes, yes, yes! King Saigao, are you planning to...?"

"As long as you have one, lead the way! As for the twenty elite warriors you find later, remember to tell them not to wear the scouters purchased from Frieza. You should have independently developed scouters here, right?"

"I do!"

"That will do. When the time comes, bring the latest scouters. Including yourself, that makes 20 people—oh, I almost forgot! Include the Bardock Squad and the Paragus Squad in that count, totaling 20. Once everyone is gathered, bring them to me together! For now, take me to the secret base!"

"Yes! This subordinate will remember! Please, this way!"