"Ah... what a pity!" The black-haired Saiyan with spiked hair let out a long sigh, his voice full of regret. "If only it had been one second later! That would've been enough time for me to beat those trash following behind King Vegeta—the ones even more arrogant than him—into ash!"
"Exactly! They dared disrespect the Emperor. Give me one more second, and I'd have wiped out both their bodies and souls!"
"Heh, now that's what I like to hear!"
At that moment, Barros, who had silently shifted behind them long ago, curled his lips into a faint, satisfied smile.
No one had noticed his arrival.
Precisely because of that, the discussions, indignation, and heartfelt loyalty and reverence from earlier felt all the more genuine, all the more fervent.
Warmth welled up in Barros's heart.
Bardock, standing beside him, had also heard every word from his teammates loud and clear.
The more he listened, the more a burning thought rose within him: if anyone dared offend the Emperor or challenge his divine might—
He would personally kill them without mercy.
A moment later, seeing that the team members were still chatting enthusiastically without realizing that the two of them were standing behind them, Bardock could not help but call out, "Hey! Are you done talking yet?!"
"Hm?" The group jolted at the sound and sprang up from the ground in unison, their backs tensing as they instantly assumed battle stances.
But when they turned toward the voice—
The few who had been on edge moments ago immediately relaxed, the tension draining from their faces.
After exchanging glances, Tejes scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Emperor, why did you suddenly come here?"
Barros shot him a sidelong glance and said flatly, "If I hadn't come, were you lot without spacecraft planning