Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 791 The Incompetent Elf and the Attacking Cassandra and Her Companion Daphne

After discussing the heretic, Fels then talked to Broly about the problems encountered in resurrecting the girl Adi and the need to improve the resurrection magic.

The resurrected chicken, which cost 500 million francs and had a quarter of its limb implanted, finally died after 25 days.

The reason they died was similar to that of the chickens that Fels had previously resurrected by repairing their remains with other materials; necrosis began to appear in the areas where the damaged parts were filled.

The Resurrection Chicken, which uses materials from the Dean Clan to fill in the missing parts of its prosthetic limbs, lasts longer.

"Based on the method of controlled variables, I can confirm that using prosthetics to repair remains has a positive effect on the resurrection effect of resurrection magic..."

Regarding this situation, Miss Fool made her own speculation.

She believes that the initial resurrection magic worked well in stitching the prosthetic chicken together, but the problem lies in the subsequent filling of the prosthetic limb, where the soul could not be retained.

"I believe that the problem of not being able to retain the soul can be solved by improving the materials used in prosthetics."

Fels stated his conclusion.

"Then why don't you just do it directly and tell me? Is it because you don't have enough funding on your end?"

After listening, Broly asked a question.

"No, after selling some magic books, I have a relatively good budget, enough for me to continue burning money for a while. The reason I didn't make any improvements directly is because I don't understand prosthetic limb manufacturing technology."

Direct improvements, while not exactly starting from scratch, still require time and cost more money to reverse engineer the technology.

Therefore, I would like to invite Amid Theasanare, the "Battlefield Saintess" of the Dean Clan who possesses prosthetic limb crafting skills, to join our magic research lab and conduct research with us.

"Hmm, Broly, what are your thoughts?"

“No problem, Miss Fells. You have complete control over the magic research lab. You can make all the decisions yourself.”

"Uh……"

"what happened?"

I thought you wouldn't agree.

Why shouldn't I agree?

"The resurrection magic that can be successfully used is a closely guarded secret of your clan."

"But it can't bring back the dead whose remains are incomplete, can it?"

Besides, this isn't some kind of evil magic, is it?
If it could be researched and improved to the point that anyone could use it, wouldn't that be good for everyone in the world?

"Well, I was being a bit narrow-minded."

In technological research, many people keep their research findings very secret. Fells was simply looking at Broly from a researcher's perspective.

But Broly only cares about whether the resurrection magic can be improved to the point that it can resurrect the person he wants to resurrect.

As for exposure or open-sourcing technology, he didn't really care, and he didn't even consider the interests involved.

Broly was a realist and pragmatist who valued efficiency and practicality. Recognizing this, Fels also suggested that he wanted to add researchers to other research areas.

"Besides the prosthetic limb repair plan, I am also researching the technology of activating dead bones and directional growth repair. However, guiding the complete growth of incomplete bones requires extremely high stability of magic power. Even though I have specially made a device to stabilize magic power, I always face failure."

Our laboratory also needs someone skilled in healing magic, with precise manipulation of magical energy and the ability to consistently output it.

Do you have any candidates in mind?

"We have candidates, but they are a bit difficult to recruit."

"Who?"

"Haise Bellupet, the chief healer of the Freya Familia, nicknamed 'Goddess Gold'."

Fels' words immediately reminded Broly of the pink-haired girl he had seen before, who resembled Mine.

"As for Amid of the Deankat Familia, we can probably handle her by spending money. But Haici of the Freya Familia is a different story. Especially since the members of the Freya Familia have a habit of daily combat training in the Battle Wilderness. As the chief healer, her daily workload must be extremely heavy. If we invite her, she will most likely refuse outright..."

Just as Miss Fool raised her concerns and lamented how difficult it was to recruit excellent healers, Broly said, "It's alright. I have a very good relationship with Lady Freya. I'll ask her for a favor. Maybe she can lend us some of her family's children."

"Huh?!"

Seeing the Saiyan boy's confident demeanor, Fels couldn't help but recall the time when the boy had started the War Game with the Ishtar Familia, and subconsciously asked, "Broly, you haven't really been taken a liking to the goddess Freya, have you?"

"It's hard to say whether she's interested in me or not, but it's true that I'm interested in her, at least in a part of her. I won't give up on her easily."

Broly thought for a moment and then answered.

Fels: "..."

I originally thought that Broly's new nickname, "Extremely Lustful Tyrant," was just a misnomer spread by people in Orario.

But now, hearing the Saiyan boy fall for the goddess Freya and say he won't give up on her easily...

No matter how you look at it, the other person's nickname doesn't sound like a rumor; it sounds like it's true.

"By the way, about the hiring, should you go talk to them tomorrow, or should I?"

Broly's question broke Fels's daze.

"Well, tomorrow I'm going to visit Loki, Hephaestus, and Dionysus on behalf of Lord Uranus, so I probably won't have time."

"Okay, I'll go and talk to them."

Broly nodded and took on the task of recruiting talent.

With Winnie around, it's not a good idea to have dinner at the pub in the evening.

Broly took out the communication crystal and placed a remote order from the Tavern of the Abundant Mistress.

The food delivery was handled by Seele, a young girl pulling a small cart filled with food boxes containing pre-packaged dishes.

Six days later, Helen met Broly again. Having learned from Lady Freya that Seele's identity had been exposed, Helen's feelings were somewhat complicated.

"Broly, don't you have anything to say to me?"

As the Saiyan boy took the cart and pulled it into the courtyard, preparing to pay her tavern bill for the night, Helen couldn't help but speak up.

"Uh, Seele, what do you want me to say?"

Broly looked at the mascot girl with some surprise.

"Don't you already know that I was impersonating Seele with Lady Freya? Aren't you going to give your opinion on this matter?"

Helen Hill said angrily that Lady Freya had been troubled by this guy these past few days, but after he returned from the dungeon, he acted as if nothing had happened and treated her, who was playing Seele, normally as before.

"Uh……"

Broly fell into deep thought. He didn't quite understand what Seele wanted him to say, but his mind raced and he quickly remembered that he had expressed his opinion to Lady Freya before, but not to Miss Helen.

“Seele…”

"Ok?"

"I like you."

"Huh?"

"Whether you are Lady Freya or Miss Helen inside, I love you as Seele."

As Broly spoke, he immediately hugged the girl who was the signboard girl in front of him. Helen Hiller subconsciously raised her hand to stop the boy's hug, but found that she had lost her strength.

At this moment, as Seele, she couldn't bear to hear the boy's simple and direct confession, and she found it difficult to muster the strength to stop him from embracing her in a way that expressed his affection.

Even though I had so much to say, my mind went blank after my lips were kissed, and I just subconsciously went along with the kiss.

"Hey, Broly, what are you doing?"

Once she came to her senses and realized she was reciprocating his actions, Helen abruptly pushed him away with her tongue and questioned the Saiyan boy in front of her. "I was just expressing my affection for Seele this way, Seele. Do you hate it when I kiss you?"

The girl on the signboard blushed, unable to utter the words she wanted to say. In the end, Helen simply raised her hand and vigorously wiped her mouth.

"If it's something like expressing your feelings, you should say and do it to Seele, who is played by Lady Freya, not to me, her stand-in."

"Uh, but I've done it with both of you."

"Then do it a few more times."

The girl on the signboard stomped her foot and turned to leave.

"Oh, Seele, you haven't collected your money for dinner tonight."

Broly's words brought the blushing signboard girl back to reality. Helen's current status as Seele was still that of the Mistress of Abundance. If she didn't want to be nagged by her mother Mia when she got back, she'd better not forget to collect the money for tonight's meal.

"Seele, I have to visit Lady Freya tomorrow. Please let her know when you get back."

Seele didn't turn her head, but she paused slightly, presumably because she had heard what he said.

Broly figured Seele would tell Freya about it when she got back tonight, so he didn't chase after her.

Turning around, Broly saw Ryu standing behind him, her mouth slightly open, looking at him with some surprise.

"I... came to call you back for dinner."

Ryu was actually planning to have a talk with Seele about the situation of the women around the young man.

She never expected that when she came out, she would see the two of them kissing passionately at the outer gate.

Although I didn't get close just now, judging from Seele's expression when she left, she must have run away shyly after being discovered.

"Uh, Ryu, what I was doing with Seele just now was..."

Broly was about to explain.

Ah, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

It was interrupted by the elf.

"Yes, everyone is waiting for you to eat. Let's go inside quickly."

At this point, Broly had no choice but to swallow his words.

Honestly, I thought you weren't doing anything, but it turns out you and this guy had already gone this far...

Looking at Broly's back as he walked ahead, and recalling the scene of him and Seele exchanging saliva at the door earlier, Ryu was speechless. Her friend hadn't told her about the specific progress of her relationship with the boy, making her think that the two were still in the stage of holding hands.

[Wait a minute, the plan was to keep an eye on people for Seele and, incidentally, assess whether they were worthy of her. How did I subconsciously assume that this person was definitely worthy of Seele?]

Such thoughts were becoming increasingly difficult for Ryu to entertain. This was mainly because he felt indebted to those who had helped him, and the boy was doing his best to revive his friend Adi. Ryu simply couldn't bring himself to repay kindness with enmity.

Ah, I really need to go to Lady Astrea to update my stats, otherwise the debt of gratitude I owe Broly will only keep growing. Even if I want to do something for Seele, I have no right to do it. I'm just like a useless friend...

Feeling somewhat useless, Ryu made up her mind to find the former Goddess and even shamelessly begged Lady Astraea to update her ability stats.

At the dinner table, Ryu took the initiative to mention that she would be leaving Orario for a while. When asked what she would be doing after leaving Orario, the elf only said that she had some personal matters to take care of, and Broly did not press her further.

"By the way, Broly, please give all the profits from this dungeon run to Miss Fels."

"it is good."

Knowing that Ryu intended to bear the cost of reviving his friend alone, Broly didn't say anything and simply nodded in agreement.

When it was time to sleep that night, the dragon girl Winnie went to Ais's room to sleep, while Broly stopped the blue-haired girl who was about to go back to her own room.

“Miss Cassandra, thank you so much. Without your precognitive dream, I would definitely have missed Winnie.”

Broly thanked him sincerely.

"Ah, you're welcome, it's what I should do."

Cassandra quickly waved her hand.

"Miss Cassandra, do you have any wishes that you wish to fulfill?"
If so, please let me know. As long as it's within my ability, I will definitely help you achieve it.

Broly made his promise.

"Well, if I had a wish to fulfill, I actually do have one..."

"What is it?"

Broly stared intently at the blue-haired girl, seemingly wanting to immediately repay her for ensuring he didn't miss the chance to save the Crystal Palace's target.

"Ugh, Mr. Broly, could you treat me, and Daphne, the same way you treated Miss Tiona and the others?"

Cassandra whispered her wish, but seeing the surprised look on the Saiyan boy's face, she quickly waved her hand and said, "Ah, if this is too much trouble for you, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Well, it's not difficult, but if that's the case, you and Miss Daphne will really become my wives."

Originally, they were just people who were nominally using the buffs, but according to Cassandra, they'll become the kind who aren't actually using the buffs.

“Ah, well, actually, Mr. Broly, you are the first person who was willing to believe in my precognitive dreams and to act according to my prophecies, so if it were you, I would be willing…”

Cassandra's voice grew softer and softer, and she shrank her neck like a quail.

"Since Miss Cassandra, or rather, Cassandra, are willing, then from tonight onwards, I will treat you as my real wife?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll go to your room and help you activate your Qi first."

"Huh?"

"This is the treatment that Tiona and the others all receive."

Just as Broly was pulling Cassandra along, preparing to go to the blue-haired girl's room, they ran into Daphne, who had finished washing up before bed, around the corner.

"Commander, what's going on here?"

Daphne looked at their clasped hands and a look of confusion appeared on her face.

"Daphne, come with me too."

Cassandra sensed that something was wrong and immediately pulled the red-haired girl she trusted along.

"Huh?"

The three of them entered the same room.

. . . . .

The night passed quickly.

The next day, as dawn broke, Daphne woke up still somewhat disoriented.

She had thought that in the Hestia Familia, she might only need the head of the bedchamber in the future.

As a result, before she could even do what she was supposed to do—serve the leader of the troupe in bed—her friend Cassandra took the initiative and made the young leader serve her in bed, and even dragged her along as she passed by.

Thinking back to last night, after the boy leader had stirred up her so-called anger and then carried out his actions, Daphne felt a headache coming on, and her face couldn't help but flush.

She glanced at Cassandra, who was fast asleep beside her, and said helplessly, "Sigh, now I really can't run away anymore. I'll have to be your concubine too."

Seemingly hearing her words, Cassandra rolled over and hugged her, muttering in her sleep, "Mr. Broly, I can't take it anymore, please don't continue..."

Cassandra, still under the covers, was having some strange dream, while Daphne, still in her arms on the bed, thought: "..."

(End of this chapter)