Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 245: Jibril's Defection

"So, this is what a world without war looks like. The sky is so blue, the grass is so green, the clouds are actually white, and the food is so delicious..."

Everything in the dream shocked Riku extremely. Broly looked at this guy and suddenly felt that the other person seemed to be living a worse life than himself.

But before Broly could say a word of comfort, Riku cheered himself up, wolfing down the food in his dream with one hand, while shouting that he must bring peace to the world.

This beautiful dream made Riku even more excited about a peaceful world. Jibril, on the other side, after fighting with Broly's dream copy, noticed the way the people here were eating, so she stopped fighting and flew over curiously.

After tasting the dream food, I instantly fell in love with it.

For the Flügel, eating was an unnecessary act.

Broly has also developed Jibril's sense of taste, first by stewing her with mushrooms, and now with dream food.

"Is it true what you said before, that as long as there is world peace, we can eat a lot of delicious food?"

Jibril suddenly asked Riku.

"Of course!"

Rick didn't know either, but he was willing to think so, so he gave an affirmative answer.

"Then do you still need people for your plan to bring world peace?"

Jibril asked again, her mouth full of oil from gnawing on the chicken leg.

"Que, what's wrong?"

"Then I'll join."

"Um?!"

Hearing this, Riku looked over with wide eyes, looked the Flügel up and down, and reminded him: "We are going to challenge the God of War, and the God of War is the God of you Flügel."

“So what? Master Artosh has been bored to death these years because there is no challenger.

Although you guys don’t have much strength, but you have the courage to challenge Him, Lord Artosh may be very happy.

As for me, I have used Air Strike against Artosh-sama before, and although I was defeated by Artosh-sama with just one finger, Artosh-sama was not angry at all, but was very happy. He praised me for doing well and said that he hoped that I would grow to the point where I could defeat Him one day..."

Jibril said the words of rebellion without caring. Of course, in her understanding, even if she were included, she would probably not be enough to defeat Artosh.

Through Jibril's words and attitude, Riku also deepened his understanding of the God of War.

"You, the Flügel God, aren't you worried that after you take the Star Cup, there will be even fewer challengers and you will be bored for an endless number of years? Is that why you don't take the Star Cup?"

"Hearing you say that, it seems that this is really possible."

Jibril suddenly realized.

However, she didn't care why her Lord God of War didn't want to take the Star Cup. The food in front of her was more important.

Rick wanted to be angry and laugh at this, but suddenly he seemed to understand the God of War's feelings.

If the world is a board game, then it is natural for the God of War, who is always playing a winning game, to feel bored.

And if the war ends like this, this boredom will definitely accompany each other for the rest of their lives, which will be an even longer period of time.

The God of War may be waiting for an opponent, an opponent who can make him willingly prove himself as the winner and take the initiative to pick up the Star Cup.

Thinking of this, Rick suddenly found it funny that as the weakest human being, and someone who often lost to non-human beings in board games, he could suddenly empathize with the strongest God who was high above and had never lost.

But perhaps it was his intuition as a veteran player who could imagine a certain being playing games with him, Rick suddenly became very sure of his peculiar idea.

"You can join us if you want, but I have to ask you a question. If I ask you to return to the Flügel base camp and launch a Sky Strike, the representative attack of the Flügel species, at the base of the other two alliance species near your base camp, will you agree?"

Rick asked.

"You want me to take the initiative to provoke a war on behalf of the Flügel?"

Jibril raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, but you have to ensure that no one is sacrificed in the process."

Rick nodded.

This task was originally envisioned to be left to the three parties on the front line to perform on their own, and was full of uncertainty.

After Shuvi connects to the Ex-Machina and the Ex-Machinas are willing to help him complete his plan, he is ready to let the Ex-Machinas perform a simulated air strike attack, thus triggering a war.

And now, when Jibril, a Flügel, suddenly said that she wanted to join them, things changed again.

Plans can never keep up with changes, and a true strategist must adapt to the situation. Rick is undoubtedly a strategist.

Compared to the possible failure rate of the Ex-Machinas imitating the existence of Air Strike, it would be the best thing if Jibril, a genuine Flügel, was willing to help him start a war.

“It’s easy to start a war. If we hadn’t received the order from Artosh-sama before, we would have attacked the low-level creatures like the Elves and Dwarves as soon as they dared to approach Avant Heim.

But what kind of strange request is that you asked me to promise not to let any victims appear?"

"These are just the rules of the game. I set them."

Rick set six rules:

First, you can’t kill anyone.

Second, no one should be allowed to die.

Third, it cannot be seen through by anyone.

Fourth, no means are considered cheating.

Fifth, there is no need to pay attention to the rules of other races.

Sixth, if you violate any of the above rules, you will lose.

Of course, these six rules do not include Rick himself and other humans who carry out the Ghost Project.

To conceal one's identity by actively contacting the black and gray is in itself a situation that invites death.

If Broly hadn't been encountered, everyone infected with Black Ash would have died, unless they got the Star Grail and found a way to cure the corrosive disease brought by Black Ash.

"Rules of the game?"

Jibril didn't quite understand.

"Since you can't prove your determination to become one of us and fight against the God of War, I can't explain the specific situation to you, who might be our enemy. But in short, not killing anyone is a rule we must abide by if we want to win."

Rick explained.

"What kind of broken rules are these?"

Jibril complained.

“But anyway, I just need to strike the sky near the bases of the Elfs and Dwarfs, causing us Flügel to take the initiative to attack them, and that will be all, right?”

"Correct."

"Okay, but there's still a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"I am his collection now, and my actions must be approved by him."

Jibril raised her finger and pointed at Broly. She still remembered herself in the outside world, in the form of a harmless young child.

If they wanted her to be a traitor and launch air strikes against the elves and dwarves, they would have to let her recover her strength and return to Avant Heim, right?

"I have no opinion, you can do whatever you want..."

Broly reacted as soon as he finished speaking and quickly added, "Except that you can't kill other people who are willing to be my wife in four days, and you don't want to be my wife in four days."

"Eh?!" Riku looked at Broly with wide eyes, pointed at Jibril and asked, "Is this also your wife?"

"Is there a problem?"

Broly looked at him strangely.

"Are you Saiyans polygamous?"

Broly thought about it and realized that he had never asked his old father about this kind of thing, so he answered honestly: "I don't know."

Hearing this, Rick was helpless, so he asked: "So, you can let her go free to do what I want her to do to provoke a war on the front line?"

"As long as Jibril is willing to do it, I won't object. But do you need me to do something?"

Broly asked.

"No, I don't need you to do anything. You just need to treat my sister well and take care of Chloni Dora and the human settlement she leads. That's enough."

Rick didn't care whether Saiyans had many wives or not. He grabbed Chronicle's hand and handed his sister's hand to the boy as if entrusting an orphan to him.

"I will, as long as I am still in this world."

In response, Broly solemnly agreed, and Riku looked relieved.

Compared to Jibril who is still untrustworthy, Riku thinks Broly, the Saiyan boy who saved Shubi, saved him, and saved many other people, is trustworthy.

. . . .

After leaving the dream, there were still seven hours before the war was provoked. Bro used life energy to restore Jibril's strength. After Jibril left with the timed mission, he was asked by Rick to send Kroni Dora back to the human settlement.

Broly did so, and Chronicles left the boy in the settlement after returning, saying that they needed to develop a relationship.

Broly did not refuse and was taken into Chronicle's room, but nothing inappropriate happened in the room afterwards.

After providing the boy with her lap pillow, Chronicles talked to Broly about herself, Riku, and the human settlement.

For example, how a settlement grew from a small one to a large one with two thousand people.

And what she gave, what Rick gave, and what others gave.

To put it simply, it is just playing the victim in front of Broly. Of course, the humans in this world are really miserable.

"Use the other person's liking for you as leverage and try to make him/her like other humans as well."

This was the task Rick gave her when he pulled her aside before leaving.

“I’m using Shubi, but now I need you, Dora-sister, to use Broly.

I know this is a despicable thing to do, but as weak people we have no choice.”

The fourth rule of the game set by Rick is that any means are not considered cheating as long as they are not exposed.

After playing the victim, Chloro Ni was ready to please the boy, hoping that the boy would love her as well.

but……

"HuhZzzz..."

Broly listened to the hard survival stories of the humans in this world, and before he knew it, he fell asleep on Chronicle's legs.

Listening to stories is a good way to help you sleep, and Broly hadn't slept for a long time, so he fell asleep as soon as he relaxed.

Chronicles felt a little helpless, and so did the other children in the village. She did not disturb the boy's sleep, but pulled a blanket over Broly and patted his chest gently, allowing the boy to sleep more soundly.

. . . .

At the same time, Jibril bypassed the frontline battlefields of the two alliances and returned to Avant Heim. After meeting Artosh, she sold out Riku and informed the God of War about provoking a war.

After saying this, Jibril talked about the delicious food she had eaten in her dream.

"That food is really delicious. Have you ever eaten it, Master Artosh?"

She asked.

"I am a god born in a great war. I have never seen the world before the war."

Artosh shook his head.

He was not the initiator of the Long War, but a god born from the Long War.

"That's such a shame."

Jibril was chattering a little, as if she really felt sorry that her own god had not tasted the pre-war delicacies.

"By the way, when I come back, let me ask you on behalf of that guy named Rick, are you willing to accept the challenge from the weakest man?"

"A challenge from the weakest? But it seems that the weakest is really arrogant. He doesn't even hide his existence from me."

“Come on, I don’t believe you didn’t realize, Artosh-sama, that the Dwarfs and Elves came here because someone was pushing them from behind.”

In response to this, Jibril curled her lips. Her Lord God not only had the concept of "the strongest", but also the concept of "God of War".

The concept of "God of War" comes before the concept of "Strongest", which means that Artosh is a world-class strategist.

On the eve of the battle, various races made unnatural movements. Azrael, who was about to send troops to approach Avant to teach her a lesson, was stopped by Lord Artosh from leading the Flügel army to sweep the two alliances.

I think that at that time, our Lord God had already seen through the conspiracy behind the scenes, but he was just bored, so he allowed the weak human behind the scenes to carry out his schemes to his heart's content.

"I just know that someone is pushing the situation, but I didn't know that the person pushing it would be a naturally evolved creature, not even a follower of a god."

Artosh did not deny it.

"So, Artosh-sama, are you happy about this now?"

Jibril asked curiously.

"I am surprised by the true identity of the challenger, but it is too early to be happy. I have to wait and see whether he can give me a satisfactory answer next..."

"Another prophecy of the End Dragon? It was just a defeat for you, Master Artosh. Is it necessary to care so much about it?"

"The strong are defined by the weak, but what defines me as the strongest? I just want to know the answer."

It is lonely at the top. Artosh has been at the top since he was born. He thought that fighting against the former strongest dragon, the End Dragon, would give him the answer, but the result disappointed him. After defeating the End Dragon, his heart was still empty.

"In that case, Artosh-sama, you wouldn't mind if I help you get the answer, right?"

Jibril asked.

"What do you want to do?"

Artosh looked at Jibril curiously.

"I will follow their instructions and launch a sky strike against the other two alliance bases later."

Jibril spoke the truth.

Artosh: “…”

Knowing clearly that it was someone else's plot, she still helped Him, the Creator, to step into it. Should we say that Jibril is truly the imperfect final individual created by Him?

While the other Flügel were respectful to their Creator, Jibril as a child could jump on Him and pull His feathers.

"Do you need me to ask Azriel and the others to cooperate with you?"

However, Artosh is not a normal god.

(End of this chapter)