Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Culinary Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 249 If a sister-in-law came from another world, she would definitely give her a good beating

Chapter 249 If my sister-in-law came from another world, I would definitely give her a good beating!

Arthas, the god of war, was born from war and died in war. With a wave of his sleeve, he left without taking anything with him, but left Broly, the Saiyan boy who defeated him, a whole bunch of his own legacy.

The War God Apostle, Abant Heim, is a fantasy species that resembles a giant sky city, somewhat like a celestial beast. There are also 164 winged individuals who are still alive today, and can be both cute and docile.

They were all winged beings created by the God of War before Jibril. If they were ordered by birth order, there would be 164 sisters-in-law.

"By order of Lord Artesius, the remaining 165 Skywing individuals will henceforth serve you, Lord Broly."

A group of Winged Race girls knelt before Broly, and Azriel, who was leading them, spoke these words in a somewhat cold tone.

She could not defy the final command given by her Creator, so her bad attitude was her last act of stubbornness.

"If you don't want to do it this way, you don't have to."

Broly could sense the other person's indifference, so he said something.

"This is Lord Artesu's order, and even if I don't want to do it, I will."

Azriel declined the offer.

Broly figured he'd be leaving soon, so he didn't say anything more.

He looked at Jibril, walked over, and asked, "Are you alright?"

"What could possibly be wrong with me?"

Little Jibril countered with a question.

"But you're very unhappy, I'm sorry."

Broly apologized.

"What are you apologizing for?"

"Jibril asked."

"I shouldn't have fought with your Creator, so He wouldn't have died."

Broly said that other things might be deceiving, but the happiness stat displayed by Crystal Palace wouldn't lie. When the God of War died, Jibril's happiness stat started to decline steadily, not drastically, but just continuously.

"Ha, do you think I'm saddened by Lord Artesius's death?"

No, Lord Arthas left this world happily; He was fully satisfied, and I have no reason to feel sad for Him.

"So what's making you unhappy?"

"Lord Artes said he hoped I would grow strong enough to defeat Him someday, but now that He's dead, I can never defeat Him again, sob sob sob..."

As she spoke, little Jibril started shedding tears, hitting the Saiyan boy in front of her with her fists while crying.

But whether he was saddened by his inability to challenge the God of War, or by the death of his father, Altshu, is hard to tell.

"You can't defeat Him, but you can defeat me. I defeated Him, and if you defeat me, it will prove that you can defeat Him."

Broly's words were a bit awkward, but he was trying to comfort Jibril.

Comforted by him, Jibril wrapped her arms around Broly's neck and blinked her big, pearly eyes, asking, "After I defeat you, can I cut off your real head and keep it?"

Broly: "..."

From the moment we first met yesterday until now, this Skywing girl still loves heads so much.

"If you can beat me."

However, Broly agreed.

Jibril's happiness level has increased.

After his happiness score continued to decline, it was finally reversed because of his promise.

"Uh, Lord Broly..."

And right after he agreed to Jibril's request, the other Skywings gathered around.

"what?"

Broly looked at them with some confusion.

"We also want to defeat you and cut off your head. Will you allow us to challenge you in the future?"

These winged creatures, resembling young girls, twitched their furry ears, looking expectantly at the new god they served.

"What nonsense are you all talking about?"

Azriel was probably the most disliked of the Winged Race among Broly, but she still stood up to stop the other Winged Race from saying such disrespectful words about the new god.

"It's okay. If they want to do that, I can allow them to do it, including you. I'll allow you to do it too."

However, Broly gave the Winged Race a positive answer, simply because although they weren't his wives, they were all considered Jibril's sisters.

Based on Jibril's rising happiness level, agreeing to their demands should make them happy, so Broly doesn't mind being treated as prey.

Of course, this is on the premise that these Skywing species can travel across worlds to find him on Planet Wanpa when they want to take action later.

If there really were a Winged Race that could travel between worlds, Broly wouldn't mind beating up the Winged Race that came to Vampa to find him.

There's a saying that goes something like this: "If friends come from afar, even if they are far away, we will surely punish them."

Strange knowledge about the brain has increased.

Broly shook his head, banishing the strange knowledge that had surfaced in his mind. He invigorated the group of dejected Skywings by promising to allow them to challenge him in the future, and even Azriel softened her icy demeanor.

"Lord Broly, should we clean up the battlefield now?"

Azriel asked.

"tidy?"

Broly was somewhat puzzled.

"It's about whether or not to deal with those inferior creatures below."

Raphael, who only had a single wing, pointed to the goblin and forest elf army below and said.

"However, we need to recover our strength before dealing with those ignorant creatures."

There is a healing spell on Abant Heim that can help Skywings quickly recover their strength.

Of course, if the new god they serve decides to take action himself, then the power of the Skywing race should not be needed.

After fighting Altshu, Broly seamlessly became the master of the Winged Race. Now, the final outcome of the three-way battle is up to him.

However, Broly hadn't figured out the current situation yet, but one thing was certain: wiping out an army group with wives among its members was not a good idea.

Broly flew directly off Avant Heim and landed right in the midst of the Forest Elf army.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of forest elves, he arrived before Hink Nielbaren, the military commander of the forest elves.

"What do you intend to do?"

Sink Nielbarn asked cautiously.

"I'd like to ask you, is it possible for us to engage in friendly dating, with the ultimate goal of becoming my wife?"

Broly asked bluntly.

"Um?"

The forest elves next to them all gaped open.

"Are you joking with me?"

Even Sink Nielbaren thought the guy in front of him was playing a trick on him.

The personalities of the divine species are diverse, so it's not surprising to find one who enjoys playing tricks on people.

"A joke? No, this is not a joke. I'm serious. I want you to agree to be my wife after this."

Broly spoke seriously, his expression devoid of any hint of joking.

Sink Nielbaren: "..."

The forest elves also have a concept of marriage, but she doesn't understand why the being who defeated the God of War would say such things to her.

"If I don't agree, will you kill me?"

Sink Nielbarn squinted and asked.

"No, I will respect your decision and will not kill you."

Broly shook his head, denying the other person's claim of paranoia.

An eerie silence fell over the two men, one tall and one short, staring at each other.

The forest elves beside them held their breath, waiting for their commander's reply, while also worrying that if their commander refused, it might anger the terrifying being before them.

"A strange request, but I seem to have no right to refuse. Whether what you say is true or false, for the safety of myself and my clan, I find it difficult to refuse your request. So, I, the head of the prestigious Forest Elf family, Sink Nielbaren, agree to become your wife."

Sink Nielbaren forced a smile, and after figuring out the situation she was facing, she extended her hand without hesitation.

"Broly, a Saiyan from Planet Vampa."

Broly introduced himself and then casually grasped the hand of the blonde, large-breasted, long-eared Senno-sei woman before proceeding to the next step.

"Now that you've agreed to become my wife, let's talk about how to make you happy!"

"Huh, is it progressing that fast?"

Although he had been serving as the military commander of the Forest Elf race and had no free time to engage in normal sexual relations, it did not mean that Sink Nielbaren was unaware of the act of reproduction.

"Of course, my time... well, it seems like I have a little more now, but it's still relatively tight. Is there anything you want to achieve?"

Broly's stay time has decreased significantly since he received the concept of "Strongest" from the God of War and became the "Strongest God." This is reflected in his current stay time of 29 days, 11 hours, and 23 minutes. However, this time is still tight, so he directly asked the forest elf in front of him.

"desire?"

Sink Nielbar was taken aback for a moment, then realized that the other party did not actually want to use her body.

The forest elf military commander's eyes flashed with thought before he chuckled and asked, "Does that mean if I say what I wish for, you will grant it?"

"It depends on what your wish is. If it's something I can do that will make you happy, I can help you make it come true."

Broly didn't take on too much responsibility, since he couldn't realistically fulfill Jibril's wish for his head.

Furthermore, if the other party asks him to kill another wife, or to do something that would hurt another wife, would he do it or not?

"Hmm, what if I wanted to ask you to bring the Goblin Commander-in-Chief to me?"

Sink Nielbaren tried to say.

"What kind of race is a goblin?"

"Those are the guys on that airship over there."

"Then wait a moment..."

Broly left those words and headed towards the distant airship.

"Who among you is the commander-in-chief of the goblin race?"

Broly asked, and after much effort, he found Ronnie Delaunier.

"What are your instructions, sir?"

Ronnie Delauniel also showed respect to the unknown being who had defeated the God of War, bowing and asking questions.

"Sink Nielbaren wants me to take you to her."

Broly revealed the reason for his visit.

Upon hearing this, the goblin beside Ronnie immediately pointed his weapon at the Saiyan boy in front of him.

Everyone knows that goblins and forest elves are mortal enemies, not to mention the supreme commanders of the two races who have been fighting each other for many years.

If you're taken there, it's definitely not going to be anything good.

"May I ask why you helped her?"

Ronnie stopped the goblin beside him and asked the boy in front of him who was about the same height as him.

"She said she wanted to be my wife."

Broly answered.

Ronnie: "..."

"Lord Ronnie, let's fight this guy, along with the forest elves."

The goblins beside him shouted, "They've never been good-tempered."

"Fight! Fight with our heads on the line! The result of that fight will be the annihilation of us all."

Ronnie Delaunier whispered a few words to his adjutant and then approached Broly.

"I am willing to go with you, sir, but please spare my people."

He said.

"Okay, my only purpose is to take you back."

Broly nodded.

Ronnie was taken away by the Saiyans, and after he left, his lieutenant began issuing the order to retreat.

The goblin airships and the ground support troops remained on guard and retreated little by little.

The Mori Sei clan also discovered this action.

"Lord Sink Nielbaren, this is a good opportunity."

Her adjutant reminded her.

"Sink, I've brought back the Goblin Commander you requested."

Before Sink Nielbarn could give any orders, Broly returned with Ronnie Delaunier.

The short, goblin commander-in-chief was placed on the ground by Broly.

"Ahem, Lord Sink Nielbaren, may I ask what business you have with this gentleman who brought me before you?"

Ronnie tried his best to remain calm.

"We are mortal enemies. Guess why I had him bring you before me, Lord Draunier?"

Sink Nielbaren asked with a smile.

"Life-and-death enemies? That's just a matter of different stances and each serving their own race. However, I originally thought you would defeat me fair and square on the battlefield, but I didn't expect you to use underhanded tactics and have this lord come to capture me."

Ronnie started speaking in a sarcastic tone.

"You're right about the underhanded tactics, but it wasn't something I asked for. It was Lord Broly who took a liking to me and offered to do something for me. If you were capable, you could also get him to do something for you. Unfortunately, you don't seem to have my luck."

Sink Nielbaren's happiness level has increased.

What could be more enjoyable than showing off in front of an old rival?

Sink Nielbaren was overjoyed, never expecting that the person who had come to him would actually grant his wish.

"Do you have any other wishes?"

Broly only asked the question after Hink Nielbaren had the goblin commander taken away and imprisoned.

"Then can you help me eliminate the Skywing race?"

She pointed to the sky city above her head and asked.

"This won't do."

Broly resolutely refused.

"Could I ask why it's not possible?"

After realizing that Broly meant him no harm, Sink Nielbaren mustered up the courage to ask.

"There are other wives among the Skywing race."

"What about eliminating the other Skywing species?"

Sinknierba pressed for more questions.

"If I killed your comrades, would you feel sad or upset?"

Broly didn't answer but asked a question in return.

"I see."

Sink Nielba nodded repeatedly, understanding the boy's refusal.

"What if we eliminate the retreating goblins?"

But then she changed the question.

(End of this chapter)