God of Destruction and Angel

In the royal palace at the heart of the capital city.

Upon the throne that symbolized the Saiyan's highest authority sat a gaunt, purple-skinned, hairless cat-like being, leisurely at ease.

This cat was none other than God of Destruction Beerus.

To Beerus's left stood a man in peculiar attire, a scepter in hand, his expression calm and collected.

He was the Angel Whis.

At this moment, a tragic scene was unfolding here.

Beneath the throne, Beerus had one foot planted on King Vegeta's head, grinding it relentlessly.

Faced with such humiliation, King Vegeta knelt, trembling, not daring to resist in the slightest, even actively accommodating Beerus's movements.

His face, once filled with regal authority, was now dominated by cold sweat and terror.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that the legendary God of Destruction would descend upon Planet Vegeta.

He was now gripped by fear, terrified that the other party might, on a whim, simply obliterate him.

Fortunately, he hadn't acted rashly from the start and had treated the other party with the highest Saiyan etiquette.

Otherwise, he could imagine his fate.

Yet even so, he had failed to please this god. Instead, due to the food not being to his liking, Beerus had mocked him, telling him to find the best pillow in the universe.

King Vegeta dared not retort, dared not object, and could only order his subordinates to prepare.

The result was the scene unfolding now.

"King Vegeta, are you mocking this god? The best pillow in the universe is not this kind of trash." The mocking expression of God of Destruction Beerus revealed his ruthless crushing of an ant.

As his foot exerted a little more force, King Vegeta's head lowered further, until it was almost touching the ground.

"Mercy, have mercy… Lord God of Destruction… I will order my men to find the best pillow in the universe at once…" King Vegeta's voice had changed.

For him, all he wanted now was to survive.

What dignity of the Saiyan King? If he lost his life, he would lose everything.

So cowardly, so pathetic.

If such a scene were witnessed by other Saiyans, they would surely find it hard to believe.

And at this moment, someone did witness this scene, first in disbelief, then with an expression of rage.

It was Vegeta, who had come here to discuss the conquest of planets with his father.

"Stop it!!" Overwhelmed by emotion, Vegeta, even at the tender age of five, erupted with immense power, charging straight at Beerus.

His courage was commendable, but Beerus merely glanced at him, causing the young Vegeta to become mentally disoriented, staggering uncontrollably before collapsing forward.

A mere few thousand points of power, how could he compare to the supreme God of Destruction of the Seventh Universe?

"The so-called Saiyan King is truly a coward, even a child has more courage than you." Having lost his mood for amusement, Beerus rose from the throne, his words laced with disdain.

As he spoke, Beerus casually stomped, controlling King Vegeta's head to smash into the ground, embedding it within.

This terrifying force instantly caused him to lose consciousness.

"What a fighting race of Saiyans, truly laughable. This god doesn't want to stay on such a trash planet for even a moment longer." Beerus paid no heed to his actions.

For him, not directly destroying this Planet Vegeta was already a reward for King Vegeta's less-than-stellar hospitality.

"As you wish, Lord Beerus." Whis's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

But before leaving, he took a deep look at Vegeta, who was lying on the ground, powerless to resist.

This one look seemed to see the future, full of profound meaning.

It was only after they had left for a long time that Vegeta, who had collapsed on the ground, recovered.

Confirming that the two had left, he quickly got up and ran to King Vegeta's side to assess the situation.

He didn't know who they were, he only knew that their power was something they couldn't resist.

God of Destruction Beerus taught the young Vegeta the first lesson of his life.

To let this prince know that although he is a prince of the Saiyan race, in reality, he is nothing.

Of course, this memory will soon be stored in the deepest part of young Vegeta's consciousness, because for the next twenty years, he will be reduced to a toy for Frieza's amusement.

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A market town outside the royal city.

Talot returned here as quickly as possible.

At this time, if he knew everything that had happened in the royal palace, he would definitely be in a heavy mood.

Because as he expected, the development of the matter was exactly the same as the plot he knew.

Along the way, Talot greeted acquaintances on the street, and finally went straight to Bardock and Gine's house.

Talot's house was next door, so it could be said that the two families were next to each other.

After entering the house, Talot saw Gine cutting a beast leg.

Because she was so focused, Gine didn't notice Talot coming in.

"I'm back, Aunt Gine."

Hearing the sound, Gine was startled, as if she had been taken aback, and then turned around.

Seeing that it was Talot, a smile appeared on her face.

"Little Talot, you're back so early today?"

Gine teased, and skillfully raised her hand to pinch Talot's small cheek.

As a female Saiyan, especially a female Saiyan who had just given birth not long ago, Gine did not need to go out on missions like other Saiyans.

Of course, this was also because of Bardock's relationship, so Gine didn't have to be a combat-type Saiyan, and only needed to work in logistics.

Teased again, Talot resisted but couldn't do anything.

From childhood to adulthood, Gine was habitually teasing him like this.

He could only get rid of it after Gine had pinched enough.

"Aunt Gine, I'm five years old already, you can't pinch my face anymore in the future." Covering his pinched cheek, Talot habitually muttered.

"So, our little Talot has grown up and started to dislike Aunt Gine?" Gine put on a sad expression, her tone particularly aggrieved.

If this scene were seen by outsiders, they would definitely think that this was a playful fight between mother and child.

Of course, as far as Talot was concerned, Gine and he were not mother and child, but they were better than mother and child.

Talot also felt the maternal love that he had lacked in his previous life from Gine.

After a burst of frolicking, Talot and Gine started talking about serious matters.

"Aunt Gine, I heard you say last time that Uncle Bardock should be back soon, do you know the exact day he will be back?"

"Let me think, the time we talked on the phone last time seems to be these few days. If all goes well, I think Bardock should be able to get home the day after tomorrow." Gine stretched out a finger and rested it on her chin, thinking, and said after a moment.

"He's coming back the day after tomorrow? So soon?" Talot was shocked.

This was completely beyond his expectations.

He thought that even if it was close, there would still be some days for him to react, but he never expected that it had reached the critical moment.

If this was the prelude to the start of the plot, then he had to take action.

Seeing Talot's strange expression, Gine was a little puzzled and asked, "Little Talot, is there anything you want Bardock to help with?"

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