[Stop, come back, Nail. You're no match for him, and he means us no harm. Bring him to see me.]
The Grand Elder's voice rang in Nail's mind, making him clench his fists as his face filled with resentment.
"But, Grand Elder, this man is too dangerous..." Nail kept his eyes fixed on Vegeta and muttered the words aloud.
Vegeta heard him, too, and naturally guessed who was speaking to Nail.
On Planet Namek, the only person who could directly command Nail and make him obey without question was the Grand Elder.
"Looks like the person behind you doesn't want us to keep fighting," Vegeta said with a smile.
He was honestly a little annoyed.
After all, as a transmigrator, Vegeta had the advantage of knowing the future. Even if he didn't want to make enemies of the Namekians, he still had feelings.
To sum it up: You damn well can't start a fight whenever you want and then stop it whenever you want!
At the end of the day, if Vegeta hadn't gained the strength he had now, Nail might really have killed him.
Would the Grand Elder have stopped Nail before he killed Vegeta?
Probably not!
Hmph! All that talk about good and evil is just about self-interest. Only the strong have a voice; only those with enough power can stay undefeated and get more. Vegeta sneered to himself.
Meeting Nail's gaze, Vegeta let his energy subside.
The bigger picture came first. He still needed to have his potential unlocked.
Nail's eyes were still filled with resentment. Whatever the Grand Elder had told him, he eventually lowered his murderous aura as well.
"Don't think I can't do anything to you. If you dare harm the Grand Elder, I'll tear you to pieces!" Nail snarled.
Who knew what was going on in his head? Even now, he still hadn't realized they weren't enemies.
"If you can, go ahead," Vegeta said. He had no desire to keep arguing with Nail, so he continued, "Take me to see your Grand Elder."
Nail gritted his teeth, helpless against Vegeta's contempt. After wrestling with himself for a while, he finally turned and headed back.
Vegeta followed right behind him.
Nail was strong enough, but he was brainless and stubborn.
The original story hadn't made him seem this stupid. Only after experiencing it firsthand did Vegeta understand how Frieza must have felt dealing with Nail.
They returned to the top of the rocky mountain. Ignoring Nail, Vegeta strode into the Grand Elder's residence.
The house was large, both on the outside and within.
There was no unnecessary furniture or special electronic equipment, just a primitive stone house.
Inside, Vegeta saw the Grand Elder seated on a stone chair.
His aged, corpulent frame looked like a small mountain. He seemed as though even the slightest movement would leave him panting with exhaustion.
"Welcome, alien." The Grand Elder met his gaze and greeted him in a weathered voice.
At the same time, he used his psychic power to examine Vegeta.
This kind of perception was similar to sensing someone's energy, but also quite different.
The Grand Elder wanted to see into Vegeta's heart and even tried to glimpse the past and future.
But in his current state, he couldn't see anything at all.
Vegeta's brow furrowed slightly, and his expression turned displeased. Getting straight to the point, he said, "Grand Elder of Planet Namek, you let your subordinate attack me just now. That's hardly a warm welcome! If that's how you welcome guests, the Namekians certainly have a unique way of doing it."
As he spoke, a hint of contempt showed in Vegeta's eyes.
That only made Nail, standing behind him, angrier.
"It was my own doing. The Grand Elder had nothing to do with it! None of you outsiders are any good!" Nail tried to take all the blame.
Vegeta didn't look at him. He kept his eyes on the Grand Elder and waited for his reply.
As if! With the commander-in-chief right here, Vegeta would have to think much more highly of Nail if he had the nerve to act on his own.
"Enough, Nail. Leave us. I'd like to speak with him," the Grand Elder said, glancing at Nail.
"But..."
"Go. He won't attack me. And he truly hasn't deceived us; he's not an enemy of the Namekians," the Grand Elder said again.
Nail had no way to argue and could only accept it.
He stared at Vegeta for quite a while before finally turning to leave.
"Close the door behind you," Vegeta couldn't help teasing him.
Nail was so furious he nearly choked.
After a long silence, the Grand Elder sighed and said, "You came to see me for a reason. If I'm not mistaken, you want the Dragon Balls I have, correct?"
"I do want the Dragon Balls. Besides, given the situation, you can't guarantee they won't be taken from you. They'll be safer with me," Vegeta replied with a nod, making no attempt to deny it.
Of course, he planned to take the Dragon Balls with him, but that was a secondary concern. Besides, summoning Shenron and making a wish required the Namekian language.
"I can give you the Dragon Balls, but I'm curious: how do you intend to stand against that being? You're strong, but with your current power, you're nowhere near a match for him," the Grand Elder said frankly.
"I won't deny it. Even as I am now, I'm nothing but an ant to Frieza! Since you know how powerful Frieza is, there's no need for me to explain. I know that you, as the Grand Elder of the Namekians, can unlock a person's potential, so I need you to unlock mine! On Planet Namek, I'm the only one who can gain the power to defeat Frieza and save the Namekians—the Saiyan Prince," Vegeta said without holding back.
His words carried a hint of both threat and temptation.
In a world where the strong prey on the weak, only profit matters!
With enough profit on offer, anything is possible.
The Grand Elder was first shocked, then fell silent...
This differed far too much from the future he had originally foreseen...
The Saiyan who would truly save the Namekians should have come from Earth, not been this evil Saiyan Prince.
"Still hesitating? Heh... I can guess that you have the ability to foresee the future and have already seen some of what's to come. I imagine you've been waiting for those guys from Earth to arrive. Too bad. Even if they come and you unlock their potential, they still won't be able to beat some of the Frieza Force's grunts. Even if Kakarot gets here, he won't be able to grow strong enough in one go! I'm your best choice now! I decide the future of this world!" Vegeta wasted no time, laying out everything he suspected.
Looking at the Grand Elder's expression now, Vegeta knew he had guessed correctly.
The old man really could foresee the future.