A moment later, Bardock shed his despondency, and his gaze became sharp once more.
Barros gave him a glance and nodded slightly. "Since we have nothing better to do, Bardock, accompany me to Planet Namek."
"Planet Namek?" Bardock froze for a moment before replying, "Your Majesty, have Kamosi and the others already pinpointed Planet Namek's coordinates?"
Barros's years-long search for Planet Namek had long ceased to be a secret on the Divine Martial Battle Star.
So the instant Barros spoke, Bardock's first thought was that Kamosi had finally found it.
Barros nodded lightly. "Yes. The coordinates were confirmed three Divine Martial hours ago."
The vast universe was boundless. Spending several years searching for a planet was not especially fast, but it was far from slow.
Barros was quite satisfied with Kamosi and the others' efficiency.
"Wonderful! That's truly wonderful!" Bardock blurted out, his voice brimming with excitement. Yet before his words had faded, his expression darkened abruptly. His fists clenched hard, his knuckles turning white, while intense hatred and unwillingness surged in his eyes. He raised his head, his gaze burning with almost pleading urgency. "Your Majesty, may I not go to Planet Namek?"
Barros's brows drew together slightly, and a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
Bardock would never defy an order without reason—there had to be more to this. Suppressing his doubts, he merely asked calmly, "Why?"
"I want to slaughter Cooler with my own hands!" Bardock's voice was hoarse, each word as sharp as a blade. "I want him to pay the blood debt he owes Tejes and the others of the Bardock Squad!" His eyes were bloodshot and his killing intent frigid, as though the air around him had frozen solid.
"I have already entrusted that matter to Broly." Seeing the obsession churning in Bardock's eyes,