Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 83 Does Trust Have to Be Complicated?

Seeing that the person opposite him seemed to be unaware of the situation, Broly told him about the trouble that had occurred at the Greene's bookstore.

After Broly finished recounting this all too common story of bullying, the expression of the 'young marquis' opposite him began to twitch.

Cassim had no idea that the reason why a terrifying strongman attacked the city lord's mansion was simply because the younger brother of one of the real Marquis's mistresses took advantage of his power to bully people among the people.

"So, you came to the City Lord's Mansion to seek justice because your friend was in trouble because of the brother of the woman I favored?"

"Seeking justice?"

Broly was stunned for a moment, and the message of denial appeared in his mind.

"No, I'm not asking for justice. Those who dared to cause trouble for my companions were turned into ashes by me this morning.

I'm just worried that if I don't get rid of the root of the problem, someone else might come to trouble my companion, so I came to ask if you are that guy's accomplice."

"What if I say yes?"

Cassim asked tentatively.

"Yes, then I'll take you as well."

Broly's eyes turned solemn, the Saiyan's malice was extremely naked, and his murderous intent was undisguised.

"Wait, that's not what I meant. I was just assuming that if..."

Clearly feeling that life might just depend on a thought of the person in front of him, Qasim hastily denied it. Now he really wanted to slap himself twice, blaming himself for being too talkative and curious.

"What if?"

Broly frowned and asked, "So, are you going to cause trouble or not?"

"Of course not!"

I believe that even if the real Marquis were here, he would give the same answer.

After all, just because of the trouble caused by a mistress's brother, he got involved with such a terrifying person.

Anyone with a normal mind would not take on such a terrible thing.

And according to the true character of the Marquis Bosir, after knowing the truth that his own City Lord's Mansion was attacked, I am afraid that he would only want to kill the bastard who dared to provoke him.

"Hey, it turns out you won't cause trouble. I feel relieved then."

Just when Qasim was thinking about how to convince the person in front of him that he would never cause trouble for him and his friends.

Broly's words and the sudden relaxation of the atmosphere made him a little stunned. How could this man believe his words so easily?

"Shouldn't you ask me for some assurance or something?"

This overly simple and direct trust made Qasim ask.

"What guarantee do you want?" Broly was puzzled, but then he thought of something and asked immediately, "Wait, are you saying that you are deceiving me?"

The expression on the child's face was like the weather in June, changing in an instant. The group of guards who had been relaxing became nervous the moment Broly became serious again.

"How is that possible? It's just that your trust in 'me' is so simple that it makes me feel a little unreal."

Cassim quickly waved his hands and explained.

“Should trust between people be complicated?”

The atmosphere relaxed again, and Broly asked in confusion.

This question stumped Qasim, as he had witnessed his own father being assassinated and had also shouldered the responsibility for the rise and fall of his family at a young age.

Even though he knew clearly who had conspired to kill his idealistic father, he buried his hatred deep in his heart.

He played the role of an ignorant and naive clown, showing his own incompetence in front of his enemies, and even earned the derogatory name of a greenhouse family for his family.

My father was killed because he had the ability to change the status quo. The reason why I, who was incompetent, was able to prevent that group of people from wiping out my family was because of my own incompetence, which made them feel that even revenge on them was impossible.

In the past, his father, who had high hopes and trust in the city lord and the Marquis of Bossier, died. Now, he is using lies to keep his family alive. Now, when he is taking the blame for the Marquis of Bossier, he meets such a trusting boy.

For a moment, Cassim Thrace felt mixed emotions and hesitated to speak. Finally, with a dry mouth, he replied to Broly.

"Trust can be simple, but there are always people in the world who like to deceive others with lies. People who are more likely to trust others are always more likely to suffer losses in such situations..." [even death! ]

The young noble added silently in his heart.

"But don't worry, I'm telling the truth. I will never cause trouble for your friends."

Cassim has decided to conceal the truth of the conversation here. In order to prevent the other party's friends from encountering misfortune and not exposing them to the petty-minded Marquis, this is the best option.

As for the rest, all he had to do was make up a lie, saying that the mistress's brother had bumped into the strong man in front of him, which led to the City Lord's Mansion being attacked by the furious man.

Given the Marquis Bossier's character of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, as long as he cannot deal with this person, he will probably choose to keep quiet.

There is a high probability that the mistress will be dealt with, and it is estimated that no one will be held accountable for the death of the other party's brother.

Everything that is happening right now will be calmed down by lies mixed with real information.

There is no need to continue killing the strong man in front of you.

The soldiers behind him don't have to throw away their lives here just because of the city lord's order.

Everyone has a bright future.

"Well, I believe you." Broly nodded, but added, "Although I have been deceived by some people many times, there are also people who have not deceived me, and the number of those people is greater, so I am still willing to trust others."

"However, once I discover that it is a lie, and the lie will cause harm to my companions, I will let the guy who deceived me know what it means to be destroyed."

Broly said this very seriously.

"What if it's a lie, but the lie doesn't cause any harm to you or your companions?"

Qasim asked, his current identity was fake.

"Oh, well, that doesn't matter."

Broly thought about it carefully, then put his hands on the back of his head and responded with an indifferent look.

"You are really broad-minded, but you still don't know your name?"

"You can call me Broly."

Broly introduced himself.

"I am Thrace, Cassim Thrace."

"Aren't you the Marquis of Bossier?"

"I am the Marquis of Bosir for now, but I will give up this identity later. After giving up this identity, I want to become your friend."

Cassim Thrace smiled and told the truth about his substitute, but he sincerely wanted to make friends with the person in front of him.

"Be my friend, but give me food."

Broly said very seriously.

"Although the Thracian family has declined, we can still host one or two tables for a grand dinner to entertain friends. I welcome you to visit my home."

“If someone is willing to give me delicious food, then he is my friend.”

Broly shook hands with Cassim and made a new friend on the spot.

"Well, now that I have asked all my questions, it is time to go."

Broly prepares to leave.

"Remember to come to my house afterwards. I'll treat you to a big meal, but come quietly."

Cassim gave an instruction and then suddenly changed the subject.

"Goodbye, sir. If you have any problems next time, remember to come to me and solve them."

He acted in a servile manner, and this was done for the group of people in the distance to see.

　Okay, I'll finish this side story as soon as possible, and then go to write the main story. In the imperial capital, I'll meet the confused Miss Hill and the tomboy broker Leone. As for Chelsea, the time point is too small to fit her in, so I'll just have to pass it by. By the way, no one should want Chelsea, right?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)