Departure

As Aite spoke more and more, the King, realizing the gravity of the situation, immediately stood up and barked, "Enough! I understand the situation."

With that, the King turned to look at Aite and commanded with authority, "Since you have pointed out the stakes, you must have a way to handle it. I order you to contact that boy immediately and find a way to resolve this."

"Your Majesty..."

As the King's order fell, Aite was about to respond when a hurried report came from outside the door.

"Report!"

Following the shout, a young attendant rushed into the hall from outside.

"Report, Your Majesty! The boy who just defeated the Frieza Army is at the gate, saying he wishes to see you!"

As his words fell, a wave of astonishment erupted.

"What!? He came here on his own before we even contacted him?"

"Could it be that we did something to provoke him?"

"Nonsense! We issued a global warrant; no one would be happy about that! I suspect he came here specifically to settle the score!"

"Quiet!!"

Cutting through the chaotic bickering, the King raised his hand and said calmly, "Regardless of his reasons, since he is willing to talk and did not break in with violence, he likely intends to communicate peacefully. Stop letting your imaginations run wild; everything will be clear once he arrives."

Having said that, the King looked at the attendant still standing in the distance, his face darkening as he snorted coldly, "Why are you still standing there? Go and invite him in at once!"

"Eh? Ah! Yes, Your Majesty!"

The attendant, still confused by the situation, broke into a cold sweat at the King's low, stern voice and hurried out in a panic.

Far away, at one of the Frieza Army bases, the members of the Ginyu Force had gathered together.

"Jeice! Is what you said true? Captain Ginyu has been defeated!?"

The speaker was a burly man with a simple face and a pineapple-style haircut. He leaned his hands on the table, staring in disbelief at the young man with red skin and long white hair standing before him.

"Do you think I would lie?"

Jeice looked displeased, his expression grim. "When Captain Ginyu was defeated, his scouter automatically saved the record to the terminal. But because no one had contacted him, no one knew he had been beaten. I only found out because I had business with him and the terminal transmitted the data when I tried to reach him."

At this point, beads of cold sweat began to form on Jeice's face. "Think about it—to be able to prevent Captain Ginyu from even sending a distress signal or a report, you can imagine what kind of person he encountered, what kind of powerful enemy it must be! You know that aside from Lord Frieza, there is likely no one who is a match for Captain Ginyu!"

Hearing Jeice's reply, a tall, blue-skinned man with red eyes seemed to recall something, his expression turning ugly as he said, "Now that you mention it, I did receive some reports from Captain Ginyu's subordinates about encountering a strong enemy. I didn't take it seriously and even scolded them for it. I never expected it to be true!"

"Then... then could it be that Lord Frieza did it?"

The speaker was a very short man with green skin and four eyes. He was trembling all over, looking extremely nervous.

"Stop talking nonsense, Guldo! Captain Ginyu is deeply trusted by Lord Frieza; it couldn't have been him!"

Refuting him, the tall blue-skinned man said with annoyance.

"That's right, Guldo, Burter is correct! Besides, if Lord Frieza had done it, he wouldn't have been so secretive, and there wouldn't have been any subordinates sending out distress signals!"

Agreeing with Burter, Jeice stood to the side and nodded repeatedly.

"Let's not talk about that for now. Jeice, have you sent word of this to Lord Frieza?"

Burter interrupted the argument and looked at Jeice, asking.

"I have already transmitted the information to Lord Frieza, which is why I called you all here to wait for his instructions."

"Hmm..."

The group murmured in agreement.

Meanwhile, Frieza stood inside his spaceship, staring gloomily at the monitor before him.

The screen displayed a boy of about eight years old with delicate features and black hair that stood half-upright, with a few bangs naturally framing his forehead.

The boy looked indifferent, speaking calmly to Frieza, "Frieza, you should already know that I killed Ginyu. After all, I am contacting you using Ginyu's own spaceship. Of course, it doesn't matter if you didn't know; I'll repeat it for you now: yes, Ginyu is dead. He died by my hand."

After a pause, the boy continued, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Kast."

At this, a smile tugged at the corners of Kast's mouth.

"I am a Saiyan, and furthermore, I am the Super Saiyan you fear most!"

"I know you don't believe it, but that doesn't matter. I will be heading to Planet Vegeta soon enough, and you'll find out for yourself then."

With that, Kast hung up the call without waiting for Frieza to respond.

Frieza did not stop Kast as he ended the transmission.

In truth, Frieza had already received the notification sent by Jeice earlier, and after failing to reach Ginyu when he tried to contact him shortly after, he had already had a premonition.

Then, before Frieza could take any further action, Kast had used Ginyu's ship to contact him.

At this point, Frieza was certain: Ginyu was dead.

Although Ginyu's death was a pity, what infuriated Frieza most were Kast's words.

"Saiyans! Those damned Saiyans again! That wretched little monkey! How dare he claim to be a Super Saiyan! Ridiculous! I don't care who you are; I will have your entire race wiped out right now!"

Recalling the indifferent, dismissive, and nonchalant expression Kast had worn just moments ago, Frieza finally made up his mind!

"Notify the Ginyu Force to head to Planet Vegeta at once! This time, I will ensure the Saiyans are completely eradicated!"

Having said this, Frieza wore a cold, sinister expression.

Meanwhile, Kast was sitting inside Ginyu's ship, hurtling at high speed toward Planet Vegeta.

Thinking back on what had just transpired on Planet Dor, Kast couldn't help but let his lips curl upward.