trembling with anticipation and nervousness to present her prince to the others, and ran off. It was really fast, but this was also due to the low gravity. Vegeta thought about flying, but decided against it because Leeka obviously couldn't either. It was easy for him to catch up with her. He could have left her far behind, but that was her world and her big day, he didn't want to be like that. So he suppressed his aura, and adjusted his steps to those of Leeka's. They ran shoulder to shoulder across the plain.
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Vegeta looked in vain for any large animals. Except for a few arm-length lizard-like creatures dozing in front of them and a few fist-sized, iridescent flies, nothing was to be seen. Vegeta mentally shrugged his shoulders and made a note to ask Leeka about it later, then concentrated on the city that they were getting closer and closer to.It was already possible to distinguish the closely spaced auras of the different Saiyans. Vegeta cleverly hid the disappointment that was beginning to germinate him: none of the Saiyans there seemed to be a match for Kakerott.
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Little by little, the outlines of many flat buildings peeled out of the swirling air, the color of which was very similar to the ground and the parched grass. The few windows were tiny and circular, the roofs had trough-like depressions where the rainwater (if it should fall) could collect and flow into the interior of the house through funnel openings at the bottom of the troughs.
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Around the center of the city rose a tower that towered over the buildings around ten times. In contrast to the gray to ocher-colored houses, it shone in a dirty white.
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"That," said Leeka proudly, "is our abode and also your future palace."<br />
In the meantime they had reached the outskirts and since Leeka seemed to be very familiar with the maze of crooked alleys, Vegeta let her take the lead. Under the soles of his feet he could feel the coarse cobblestones under the thin layer of dust. There were isolated carts and wagons in front of the houses. Neither phone lines nor satellite dishes, no signs of advanced culture. * But you have chosen a pretty primitive planet *, Vegeta thought, shaking her head.
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"Is something, my prince?" Asked Leeka, who had noticed his absent mind.
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"Where are all the people in town?" Asked Vegeta.
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"Around noon, so now, because of the heat, they retire to their houses and sleep. Towards evening they go about their business."
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"I haven't seen any fields or anything like that. Where do people get their food from?"
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"What you see here is only the surface, my prince.It is actually only there for living. Deep below us there are huge underground cave systems even with real lakes. Various edible plants are grown there under artificial light and animals are kept, the meat of which you will surely enjoy. "
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Vegeta, who didn't really appreciate experiments when it came to eating, thought of Leeka's culinary art and nodded.
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They were now very close to the tower. Again, there were hardly any windows because of the heat. The entrance was not on the ground floor, but on the second floor, where a wide ledge provided a good landing spot, provided you could jump that high.
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Leeka looked over at Vegeta out of the corner of her eye. The prince didn't seem particularly impressed with his new home. Well, she would have been in favor of pushing the infantry to a bigger building, but at the moment there was easily enough space for all of them. The best was underneath the tower and she was looking forward to showing it to Vegeta.<br />
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Like countless times before, Leeka easily jumped out of the barrel onto the ledge. She looked back, but Vegeta had already passed her and was already standing in front of the massive gate. There was neither a bell nor a knocker. Leeka caught his questioning look and smiled. "There is nobody here who would dare to enter this place, unless he belongs to it." She simply stepped next to Vegeta and pushed the gate leaves open with both hands. A surge of soothing, cool air came towards them. Vegeta's eyes took a few seconds to get used to the twilight inside the tower. His dusty boots patted audibly across the smooth stone floor. The room, probably a kind of hall, took up the whole level of the tower. Far back was a long, roughly hewn wooden table. Ten armchairs on one side, ten on the other, one at the bottom and one at the top, and all the others except for these two were occupied.Vegeta had finally found his lost people.
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"Leeka!", One of the Saiyans, a man's wardrobe, jumped up when she entered. "Leeka, we were worried ..." The look out of his dark eyes looked at Vegeta thoughtfully. "Who is that? He looks like ..."
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"... like Prince Vegeta?", Leeka asked and enjoyed the excitement her remark caused among the Saiyans. "He is too. Today is a great day for us, we will finally have a new king. Vegeta has come to take on his inheritance here on New Vegeta!"
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The Saiyans (they were all men and none smaller than Vegeta) jumped up and surrounded the two of them.
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"He has the same hairstyle," said one.
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"The look is also the same as in the pictures," agreed another.
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Only the largest and probably the strongest of the Saiyans remained at the table. He reached for his tankard and emptied it in one gulp.With a bang he put the jar down again. The Saiyans stopped murmuring, apparently he was their leader too.
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"Appearances have never been enough for Saiyans to be given orders," he said aloud.
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Vegeta had to agree with him mentally. His people certainly hadn't subordinated themselves to Freezer because of his charm.
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"What would you accept as evidence?" He asked aloud. “This maybe?” He intensified his aura until it shimmered blue. Now the other would feel his strength and ask for forgiveness. Not even close. The great Saiyan pushed the cluster of his friends apart until he was standing in front of Vegeta and spat contemptuously at his feet. "What's that supposed to prove, except that you've got some sleight of hand?"
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Vegeta was so surprised that he let his aura go away. Could it be that the Saiyans hadn't learned the aura sensing technique here?He looked around for a scanner used by Freezer's troops. But no Saiyan wore one. If he turned it all the way up now, it would probably break more than just the dishes on the table there. So probably only the hard way helped.
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"If you want, we can fight too, but not here, unless you no longer value your tower."
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Leeka stepped between the tall Saiyan and Vegeta. "Please, Cauwlif, don't do that, you don't stand a chance against the prince."
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The feared man's eyes narrowed. "Aha ... that's why the wind blows. You made it into your head to put this broken dwarf on the throne ..."
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Leeka drew in a sharp breath and threw Vegeta a pardon over her shoulder. Vegeta didn't even think about exploding. A narrow, dangerous smile played on his lips. Too often it had happened that he was underestimated because of his size.For this cauwlif there would soon be a very painful awakening ...
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"You're judging too quickly, Cauwlif," interfered a relatively young Saiyan, who looked a lot like Kakerott, so he was also from the third and lowest grade. "Freezer was much smaller than all of us, wasn't it?"
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* At least one who can think a little, * Vegeta quietly applauded the speaker.
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"Tomao is right!" Said another. "If the new guy thinks he can beat Cauwlif, we should let him try."
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Cauwlif drew his bushy brows together but didn't argue. Instead, he pointed to a couple of his people. "You, you and you, you drive me the Seedas together. I want the whole weak bunch to see again that they have to fear us. Lately the presents have decreased and they no longer hide their children from me, when I walk through the streets. "
<br />"We have agreed not to kill any more Seedas as long as they don't contradict us, don't deliver our food on time, hide their beautiful females or attack one of us," Tomao counted off on his fingers. "I hope you held back, Cauwlif."
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"And what if not? Are you going to give me room arrest?" Sneered the tall Saiyan.
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Vegeta held back. He could well remember destroying an entire world on a whim because it was too ugly for him. Not that he was proud of what he did today, but he understood these Saiyans here all too well. The constant fear of Freezer in the neck, the fresh scars of the last humiliation in the soul, he knew about the overwhelming urge for a balance, for a proof that you weren't the weak worm when the Feezer treated you to the cold in the you wrapped your soul and every positive spark just so that it wouldn't hurt so much when Freezer struck again ...<br />
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Yes, it had been a long time since Freezer was dead. Definitely. Chopped up by the blade of this purple-haired stranger from the future. Wasn't it about time that these Saiyans set themselves a new goal here too?
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"How long haven't you been training?" Vegeta's question made faces at first confused, then angry.
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"What do you mean?" Snapped Cauwlif. "We train every day. You'll see when we show you our arena."
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"Fighting for an hour or two is not training." Contempt dripped into each of Vegeta's words. "But show me your arena so that I can finally show you bottles of what a real Saiyan should be made of."
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With a few harsh words, the angry Cauwlif drove the previously selected Saiyans out the door. Vegeta didn't care. He strolled over to the table with his arms crossed and