Vegeta Battles the Grand Minister Again

"Which of my daughters are you planning to marry, if you somehow win?" the Grand Minister asked.

"Vados, Kusu, and Marcarita! I want them all!" Vegeta clenched his fists.

Veins bulged on the Grand Minister's forehead.

This brat was actually setting his sights on all three of his daughters?

"For each additional daughter, multiply by 100!" the Grand Minister said darkly. "In other words, if you only intend to marry one of my daughters, then if you lose, you only need to seal yourself away for 100 years. For two daughters, it's 10,000 years. For three daughters, figure it out yourself—add two zeros after 10,000."

Vegeta: "..."

"Grand Minister, did you learn math from your PE teacher? You can't even work out what happens when you add two zeros after 10,000?" Vegeta burst out laughing. "Let me tell you the answer: 100,000!"

Grand Minister: "..."

As if your math was that good.

Why did he feel like it wasn't 100,000?

"There's one more thing I need to make clear before we fight." Vegeta snorted.

"Go ahead," the Grand Minister said.

"After I sealed up those Gods of Destruction, I've served as both God of Destruction and Supreme Kai these past years. Don't you know how well I've developed these universes?" Vegeta snorted coldly.

The Grand Minister did not respond.

Naturally, the Grand Minister had also noticed that the universes had been developing in a better direction in recent years.

All of that was Vegeta's doing.

But this brat had gone too far, sealing away every God of Destruction he got his hands on.

And once he sealed one away, he kept them sealed for a very, very long time, never letting them out.

"So I've decided that after this battle, whether I win or lose, I'll resign from my divine