"Yes."
Broly nodded calmly.
His expression did not change in the slightest.
There was no anger from being mocked.
Nor any urgency to defend himself.
Everything about his birth power level—
Broly had learned from Merus.
And Broly believed Merus had no reason to lie to him.
Besides—
The Galactic Patrol clearly possessed extremely advanced technology.
Of course, Broly had no idea that Merus was actually an Angel.
He only knew that Merus was mysterious, powerful, knowledgeable—
And held no hostility toward him.
That alone was enough.
"You just said you can't remember anything from when you were one year old."
Vegeta immediately pointed out the flaw with sharp logic.
The mocking curve on his lips widened.
"So how exactly do you know your birth power level was 10,000?"
"Isn't that completely contradictory?"
Vegeta's reasoning was flawless:
Broly claimed he couldn't remember infancy.
Therefore he shouldn't know his birth power level.
Therefore—
He must be lying.
"Uh… a Galactic Patrolman told me."
Broly answered honestly.
Without embellishment.
He even added:
"The same person who told me about being exiled to Planet Vampa."
"Galactic Patrol?"
Vegeta froze briefly.
The mockery on his face stiffened.
"How could those idiots possibly know anything about Saiyan affairs? That patrolman was obviously lying!"
Vegeta's tone carried utter disdain.
To him—
The Galactic Patrol was nothing more than a bunch of weak interstellar police officers who relied on gadgets and tricks.
How could they possibly know royal Saiyan secrets?
"The Galactic Patrol has extremely advanced technology."
Broly touched his chin thoughtfully.
"Everything about my past was told to me by that patrolman."
"What exactly did he tell you?"
Vegeta quickly asked.
This suddenly became very important.
If the Galactic Patrol truly possessed information about Saiyan royal affairs—
Then their intelligence network had infiltrated frighteningly deep into Frieza's sphere of influence.
Vegeta hadn't expected their reach to extend that far.
As far as he knew—
The Galactic Patrol and Frieza Force normally avoided direct confrontation.
At least publicly.
The Patrol rarely interfered with planetary invasions.
And the Frieza Force rarely attacked official Galactic Patrol territory.
Of course—
Secret conflicts still happened.
If Patrol officers encountered isolated Frieza soldiers, they'd arrest them.
If Frieza soldiers found lone Patrol officers, they'd kill them.
What Vegeta didn't know was—
The real reason no major war existed between them was because Beerus personally warned Frieza not to provoke the Galactic Patrol.
Because the Patrol ultimately answered to the Supreme Kais.
And if the Supreme Kais became involved—
Things would become troublesome even for a God of Destruction.
Worse—
A Supreme Kai's life was linked directly to Beerus.
If one died, the other would perish as well.
Beerus had absolutely no interest in dying because of Frieza's stupidity.
And on top of that—
Merus himself was secretly training within the Galactic Patrol.
If Frieza ever provoked him—
The consequences would be unimaginable.
That was why Beerus repeatedly warned Frieza not to intentionally target the Galactic Patrol.
And Frieza—
Unlike most people assumed—
Actually listened carefully whenever Beerus gave warnings.
"Broly, how do you even know about the Galactic Patrol?"
Krillin suddenly interrupted curiously.
"You know about them?"
Broly looked toward Krillin with surprise.
"Bulma mentioned them before."
Krillin scratched his bald head while recalling old memories.
"She said a Galactic Patrolman named Jaco once came to Earth years ago because some terrifying alien was supposedly coming here."
"Oh, Jaco."
Broly smiled faintly.
"I've met him. He's pretty funny."
"Huh?! When?"
Krillin blinked in shock.
"A few months ago. I specifically visited Galactic Patrol headquarters."
"Did Jaco come pick you up?"
Krillin asked curiously.
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta's face twitched violently.
Veins bulged slightly on his forehead.
If you people want to chat—
Can't you do it later?!
He still had countless questions.
Yet these idiots were casually discussing Jaco.
"What exactly did that patrolman tell you?!"
Vegeta finally exploded and interrupted them.
"And if your space pod was originally heading toward Planet Vampa, why did you end up on Earth instead?!"
Broly calmly turned toward Vegeta.
"That patrolman told me…"
Broly spoke slowly.
"My pod really was heading toward Planet Vampa originally. But during the journey, someone suddenly struck the pod and changed its course. That's why I eventually landed on Earth."
Broly spoke casually.
As though describing some strange coincidence.
But the content itself—
A pod being slapped off course during interstellar travel—
Sounded utterly ridiculous.
Cold sweat slid down Piccolo's face.
Broly's life story really was absurdly complicated.
If somebody hadn't interfered—
Perhaps Demon King Piccolo truly would've conquered Earth successfully.
Maybe Goku would never have defeated his father at all.
Piccolo briefly imagined that alternate timeline.
"What kind of person could hit a moving space pod hard enough to alter its trajectory?"
Vegeta stared in disbelief.
The speed of interstellar spacecraft was absurdly high.
Altering its course manually should've been impossible.
"He was called Beerus."
Broly calmly spoke the name.
A cold light flashed deep within his eyes.
"One day, I'm definitely going to settle the score with him."
"If he had only knocked my pod off course, I could've forgiven him."
"But…"
Broly's voice suddenly turned icy.
"He also killed my father."
The atmosphere inside the restaurant instantly became colder.
"Who's Beerus?"
Krillin asked blankly.
"You… what did you say?!"
Vegeta suddenly shouted.
He shot to his feet so violently that his chair crashed backward.
His eyes widened.
His breathing became uneven.
The restaurant fell completely silent.
"Didn't hear me?"
Broly rolled his eyes impatiently.
"Do I need to repeat it?"
"What… what was that name again?"
Vegeta asked shakily.
"Beerus!"
Krillin answered loudly on Broly's behalf.
Vegeta's face immediately turned pale.
"Is that name important or something?"
Krillin asked innocently.
"Y-You mean… God of Destruction Beerus?"
Vegeta's voice trembled badly now.
Fear visibly spread across his face.
"Oh?"
Broly suddenly leaned forward with interest.
"You've heard of Beerus?"
Originally—
Broly intended to casually question Vegeta before killing him outright.
After all—
Vegeta and Nappa had murdered Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu.
But now…
Vegeta actually knew something about Beerus.
That changed things.
Broly decided to observe him a little longer.
"You're telling me your pod survived after being hit by Beerus?"
Vegeta's lips twitched awkwardly.
This Broly really had monstrous luck.
Surviving an attack from Beerus at all sounded unbelievable.
"Hmm… your friend's about to die."
Broly suddenly sensed Nappa's weakening life force.
"We should continue this conversation back at the battlefield."
"Who? Beerus is dying?!"
Vegeta looked utterly confused.
"I'm talking about your partner."
Broly looked annoyed.
"I'm going to save him first. You guys come too."
Immediately afterward—
SHWIP.
Broly vanished instantly.
Only the chair he sat on continued rocking slightly.
Vegeta: "????"
What partner?
…Nappa?
Krillin's expression suddenly changed.
"Hey! Broly! Why are you saving him?!"
Krillin rushed outside and shouted loudly.
SHWIP.
Broly instantly reappeared beside him.
"Broly, that guy killed Tien and Chiaotzu! Don't save him! Let him die!"
Krillin's voice trembled emotionally.
"That monster deserves it!"
Broly smiled faintly and patted Krillin's shoulder.
"If he dies that easily, isn't that letting him off too lightly?"
A cold glint flashed inside Broly's eyes.
"We should torture him properly first."
"Then kill him."
Krillin: "..."
Krillin's mouth twitched.
That was somehow…
Even scarier.
Yet strangely—
Also understandable.
SHWIP.
Broly disappeared once again.
This time completely.
Krillin wiped sweat from his forehead nervously.
Was Broly actually angry?
He had never seen Broly this furious before.
Usually Broly remained calm no matter what happened.
Even during Demon King Piccolo's chaos.
Even during Raditz's arrival.
But now—
Krillin could clearly feel the terrifying anger hidden beneath Broly's calm surface.
When Krillin himself died years ago—
Broly had indeed been angry.
But not nearly this much.
Because back then—
Goku's rage had overwhelmed everything.
Now, however—
Goku wasn't here.
And three friends had died.
Of course Broly was furious.
Though he rarely expressed emotions openly—
Broly already considered these Earth warriors his companions.
How could he not be enraged after seeing them murdered?
"Cut in half…"
Vegeta's pupils contracted slightly.
Was Krillin talking about Nappa?
Had Nappa actually been bisected?
Who did it?
That image briefly flashed through Vegeta's mind—
Nappa's body severed cleanly in two.
Blood everywhere.
Intestines spilling out.
A horrifying death.
"Vegeta. We're going too."
Piccolo spoke coldly.
"Hmph. Why should I?"
Vegeta crossed his arms arrogantly again.
Though internally—
He absolutely wanted to go.
He needed answers.
But he refused to look obedient.
Especially in front of Piccolo.
"You'd better think carefully."
Piccolo's tone carried open threat now.
"If Broly doesn't see you there later, he'll come back personally."
"And next time, he won't be this polite."
Vegeta clenched his fists tightly.
That meal suddenly tasted like cardboard.
Broly truly didn't seem normal.
Surviving Beerus.
Birth power level of 10,000.
Impossible strength.
Should he go?
…Probably.
But admitting that irritated him immensely.
"I hope you make the right choice."
Piccolo said coldly before turning toward Gohan.
"Let's go."
"Okay, Piccolo Uncle!"
The two exited the restaurant.
Then launched into the sky.
"Wait for me!"
Krillin hurried after them.
Three streaks of light shot across the sky toward Nappa's location.
Along the way—
Wind roared beside them.
"Piccolo, are we seriously just ignoring Vegeta now?"
Krillin asked while flying.
"He'll come."
Piccolo smirked slightly.
"He acts arrogant, but in front of overwhelming power, it's all just forced composure."
"Raditz proved that already."
"Uncle Raditz beat Vegeta up really badly too!"
Gohan added innocently.
Krillin laughed awkwardly.
"Raditz actually left Earth in a spaceship…"
"He thinks Yamcha's death was partly his fault."
Piccolo spoke calmly.
"He's afraid Broly or Blanch might blame him."
"Oh…"
Krillin sighed bitterly.
"Honestly, Yamcha's death really wasn't Raditz's fault."
Meanwhile—
Back inside the restaurant—
Vegeta forced himself to eat a few more bites.
But the food had completely lost its flavor.
Finally—
SLAM.
He stabbed the fork straight into the table.
Then blasted through the broken window into the sky.
Because there were simply too many things he needed answers to.
As he flew—
Vegeta's emotions became increasingly chaotic.
Broly…
A Saiyan with 10,000 power level at birth.
Could such a monster truly exist?
Then suddenly—
A terrifying possibility struck him like lightning.
His eyes widened.
His breathing quickened.
Broly…
Could he actually be the legendary Super Saiyan that Frieza feared so much?
The more Vegeta thought about it—
The more everything made sense.
Frieza once spoke about the Super Saiyan legend.
A warrior of unimaginable power.
The only being Frieza truly feared.
Wasn't that the exact reason Planet Vegeta had been destroyed in the first place?
Otherwise—
How could Broly possibly be this absurdly powerful?
But then—
Vegeta's face twisted fiercely.
No.
That's wrong.
The legendary Super Saiyan should be ME!
I am the greatest Saiyan prodigy!
Damn it!
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