Hearing Broly say that, Kasso felt his scalp go numb. Damn it, what excuse should he come up with?
Should he tell him, "Your father's a bad man. I did it for your own good, so I exiled him"?
Wouldn't that drive Broly completely berserk?
What a headache.
Kasso really couldn't think of any other excuse, so he could only improvise. "Your father went somewhere far away. He told me to take good care of you. After a while, your big brother will take you to see him, all right?"
"Th-then... okay!"
Broly thought his father must have had something urgent to take care of, which was why he hadn't said goodbye.
Having heard the answer he wanted, the terrifying aura Broly had been giving off vanished in an instant, and his eyes regained their clarity.
The corner of Kasso's mouth twitched. He believed that just like that?
No way!
Even I don't believe it!
"Hehehe..."
Watching Kasso's dumbfounded expression, Ausbie covered her mouth and giggled.
Broly continued playing around the Lookout, his laughter echoing through every corner of the temple.
At the same time, Whis walked over.
Whis said seriously, "This little one has terrifying talent, but his mental strength is far too weak. He simply can't control the power inside him, which is why he goes berserk!"
Without pausing, Whis continued, "He's still young, so with his current mental strength, he can barely control the power inside him. But someone like him will continue growing stronger over time, even if he doesn't train."
"Once his power reaches a certain level, his mental strength will no longer be able to control it. He'll be consumed by that rampaging power and become a mindless berserker!"
Hearing this, Kasso asked anxiously, "Then what do we do?"
As the Super Saiyan warrior