Before Marellia could continue, Son Gohan went on, "If you're confident I'll agree to your request, then the main reason has to be my identity as a Saiyan."
"But if I remember correctly, in years past, the Saiyans were the Galactic Patrol's sworn enemies."
"And yet now you're approaching me because of that identity. That means there's a target that draws even more hatred, and the Galactic King's forces can't deal with it, which is why you came to me..."
"As for the blood enemy of the Saiyans..."
"That would be Frieza of the Frieza clan. Am I right?"
Hearing Son Gohan's reasoning, Marellia clapped two of her tentacles and said, "Excellent analysis and deduction. You're basically right about everything, except for one point."
Son Gohan wasn't surprised. He leaned back in his seat and said, "I'm all ears."
"I did come to you because you're a Saiyan, because your home planet was Planet Vegeta. Though I've never heard of the Saiyan race having a saying like 'when someone is overly attentive for no reason, they're either a villain or a thief.'"
Marellia continued with interest, "But I do know the Saiyans had a habit of sending some of their own kind to low-level planets. Perhaps you were one of them."
"From your reasoning just now, you must know who the culprit behind the destruction of your Planet Vegeta was."
Of course Son Gohan knew. It wasn't Frieza, but the God of Destruction—Beerus. He just couldn't possibly say it now.
Only Beerus and Frieza knew about that. If it leaked, the trouble would probably be no small matter.
"But my target this time isn't Frieza. He has an agreement with my brother, so he isn't my target."
Son Gohan's eyes narrowed slightly at that. This was the first time he