glanced at the remains of food on the plates.Meat, meat, meat ... hardly any grains or vegetables. He gave Leeka a puzzled look. She had cooked a very balanced meal for him. She went to his side and offered him a still clean glass of clear water. "You will be happy not to get that strange mixed meal that I had to prepare in the spaceship because there wasn't enough meat," she said with a proud look at the half-full plates. “We get the food delivered ready by the Seedas and I don't have to do all this humiliating drudgery.” She caught Vegeta's gaze and hastily assured him, “Doing it for you was something special, but it reminds me too much this humiliation with the stamp. "
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Vegeta could understand that, even if he was sorry for her cooking skills. He sat down in the unused space at the head end, picked up a fresh cutlet and took a bite. Tough and so weakly flavored that it felt like he was chewing the sole of an old shoe.Even Bulma's convenience food was a poem against it. Bulma. She was sure to be fine by now. It had been right to send her home. Well, here he was at last among his own kind, nobody here asked that he clean a bathtub or behave at the table. With a few sips of water, he managed to choke the bite down. Because of the food, he would have to think of something else.
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"Better not make yourself too comfortable," said Cauwlif aloud from behind his back. "Once I've mopped the floor with you, you'll beg for mercy."
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Vegeta laughed hard and scornfully. "We'll see. Where is your great arena now?"
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They led him down many, many steps (the underground part of the tower was higher than what protruded above the ground) and the last basement had actually been converted into a battle arena.
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The actual inhabitants of the planet trickled in from an entrance that Leeka told him led to the city's cave system.They were pale, stooped figures, human-like, but with four instead of two eyes and thin limbs with spider fingers and sparse, greenish hair. Their big eyes showed that they were far better adapted to life in the dark caves than to the heat and sunlight. They were definitely very harmless, peace-loving beings with ridiculously low fighting strength. No wonder that they submitted to their fate without much resistance. Vegeta watched with disgust as the three Saiyans drove the Seedas in. Those who didn't run fast enough were yelled at, little children who stumbled and fell received rough kicks that they lay whimpering until their frightened mothers picked them up and continued to stumble with them.
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Vegeta was glad that Bulma wasn't there. She would have stormed straight at these three cowards and would have given them her opinion. That would have given a scene ... Vegeta shook his head.Of course he should have protected her from the consequences and then he would have asked for a special thank you ... His thoughts wandered back to their last kiss. Why did it feel like it was ages ago and at the same time he hadn't forgotten a detail. He still knew how she smelled, how her hair felt when it brushed his cheek and shoulder, he could still feel her nails digging them into his upper arms ... the delicate skin of her cleavage under his fingertips ... her frightened and yet expectant eyes, her hesitation between fear and letting go ... that's what he had wanted when they were alone again ...
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"We're ready!" Came from the rows of seats. In fact, all the seats were filled with the pale Seedas, only part of the front row remained free for the Saiyans.
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Vegeta woke up from his daydream. Bulma still managed to confuse him.She was light years away and if he stayed here he would probably never see her again. Why did this thought fill him with so much horror and cold? Why did it seem to him as if the world all around was suddenly darker and emptier? So far he had only thought of seeing the people from his people again and had postponed a final decision and therefore had not yet made a radio to earth, although during these seven hours of training he had been tempted again and again to switch the converter down for the duration of a radio message drive. But Leeka could have overheard downstairs and he wanted to avoid that she heard about Bulma ... that she had found the laundry was bad luck.
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“Don't you dare?” Cauwlif had already stepped into the ring and looked challengingly up at Vegeta, who was still standing next to the entrance in the top tier of the audience.
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Fortunately, this last part of the tower alone was as high as four floors, so that the step-by-step, steeply rising spectator tiers really offered a good view of the arena.Certain mushrooms, which covered the walls and ceiling of the arena with their bright white spore heads, provided the twilight down here. Their light was also intensified by a few primitively installed light fittings on the ceiling. (Bulma could have done it a hundred times better, he was sure ...) Vegeta noticed the dull, indifferent gaze of the Seedas and he thought of the recordings from the great tournament on earth where Kakerott had defeated Piccolo and the enthusiastic spectators there (at least before they fled towards the end of the finals ...). These poor devils here would certainly not enjoy the fight no matter what they were offered.
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"It's a long way down," Leeka nudged him. She had not left his side and was not now sitting with her people either.
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Vegeta pulled herself together. This Cauwlif was only about as strong as Raditz, but if he wanted to shake up the Saiyans, he had to offer them something.Vegeta didn't bother going back down the stairs. He flew. Not only Leeka kept her mouth open at the sight.
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Cauwlif, too, was visibly startled when Vegeta landed in front of him with the elegance of a predator and immediately went on the attack. It was a brief pleasure. One blow to the chin and the tall Saiyan flew out of the ring in a high arc.
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Vegeta put a little more strength into his fist and struck the stone floor of the ring. There was a crash, a cloud of dust blocked the view for a moment, then nothing was left of the ring but a deep crater.
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When Cauwlif came to, the Seedas had long since disappeared and the Saiyans surrounded their prince.
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Vegeta only listened briefly to her whine for forgiveness. His decision had long been made.
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"I'm not going to stay here," he said aloud so that Cauwlif could hear too. "Those of you who really have the spirit of a Saiyan will immediately give up this lazy, useless life here and move to the equator, hunt their own food in the woods and just train from morning to night.A true Saiyan has only one goal in life, and that is the goal of increasing one's strength in order to defeat increasingly strong opponents. Even without a Freezer, the universe certainly still has enough opponents to offer. Here you continue to become more and more decadent weaklings and failures. I'm supposed to be the king of a bunch like this? "He laughed contemptuously." I'd rather be crowned by a couple of frogs than by you whimpers. You may or may not take my advice, I don't care. I have a goal and for that I want to go back into space and continue training out there. "
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"But ...", Leeka no longer understood the world, "I am the only female Saiyan. You will take me with you, won't you? Only I am worthy to be the mother of your heirs, because no blood of another people can have strong offspring guarantee. "Vegeta looked at her. She was beautiful, she was strong, devoted to him, and very loyal. "How did you escape from the slave ship?", asked he.
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"Suddenly there was a golden light," she said, confused that he was now starting to do it, "my stamp fell off and I was mistress of my body again. I searched the ship for this villain, found him, both legs and his Broken a few ribs. Then I cleared an escape pod and destroyed the engine room. Before the ship exploded, I escaped. "
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"What about the others? With the other awakened slaves. Who else did it besides you?"
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She shrugged. "Nobody, I think. They were way too confused and looking for their friends and families."
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"You could have waited until they got away before you vacuumed the ship, right?"
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"What for? They weren't Saiyans."
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Vegeta sighed. As a fighter, Leeka was not to be despised after a few years of hard training, but as the mother of his children (if he wanted them at all) he wanted someone who could give them what he was as a child was very much missing: warmth and love.His children shouldn't grow up feeling as cold as he was. Bulma crossed his mind. Warmth and love, yes in the Briefs family, there was more than enough of them on the chaotic earth.
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"I don't need any distraction and I don't even think about tying myself to any woman. I'm sorry. You should rather devote yourself to your training together with the others."
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Since he really meant it, Leeka understood and stepped back disappointed. "We are not worthy of you yet, Prince Vegeta. Will ... will you come by again?"
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"Train hard so that I can feel your power to the furthest star. When I have achieved my great goal, I will come back and fight each of you to test you."
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Vegeta was actually glad that he didn't have to appear here as king. What should he do with such a title and the boring duties that go with it.These speeches were already anathema to him, he never needed so many words to Kakerott, they usually understood each other that way. Beating Kakerott, taking out the cyborgs ... he couldn't lose sight of those goals.
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Somehow, the remaining twenty Saiyans didn't seem to be angry with him that he was leaving them again. In any case, no