Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 623 Miss Chelsea has a bold idea
"Besides that, there is another target in this large venue."

"Who?"

“A person named Chelsea.”

"where?"

"I only know that she is in the audience over there, but I haven't been able to tell which one she is."

Broly answered honestly.

"Brother Broly, what are your thoughts?"

Mine asked, twirling her fingers through her pink hair.

“I would prefer to increase the number of Crystal Palace members, but this is your world, and I will also consider your opinions.”

Unlike the situation where Medea was invited, who already knew Sakura and the others, the two newly discovered targets in this world are one whose ideas might differ from those of the existing waifu group members, and the other whom they don't know at all.

While increasing the number of Crystal Palace members was what he wanted to see, he also had to consider the relationships between his wives in the same world.

The term "fickle" doesn't apply to Broly. Compared to Akame, Esdeath, and others, newly discovered targets don't hold much weight in his heart.

Broly would be happy to increase the number of wives if it didn't affect the harmony of the existing wives' group. However, if it would affect the harmony of the existing wives' group or even cause some ideological conflicts, losing one or two unfamiliar romance targets with single-digit happiness values ​​wouldn't be a big deal.

Broly didn't hide anything and told Mine, Akame, and the others his true thoughts. After listening, Mine and the others each generated some happiness points, clearly showing that this consideration for their thoughts made them happy.

"I personally have no objection to adding more members, but if possible, let's check on the two new targets first."

Melard stated.

"Najeta needs no further explanation. I've dealt with her before. She's a bit of an idealist. Joining us shouldn't create any conflicts or conspiracies among us."

Esdeath seems willing to vouch for Najenda, a former Imperial Major General, a revolutionary general who later rebelled against the Empire, and now a three-time traitor preparing to switch allegiance to Atlantis.

"So, the target we need to examine is actually someone else, right?"

Mine picked up the conversation.

"Couldn't the Crystal Palace pinpoint that person's exact location?"

Black Eyes asked, licking the milk ice cream.

"It can only remind me whether the new target is in my perception; it doesn't seem to have that kind of precise guidance function."

Broly answered Kurome's question by opening his mouth and taking in the ice cream that Kurome had licked, accepting the girl's indirect kiss-like sweet treat.

"Then we'll have to send someone to investigate further."

Merad instructed his two maids, who quickly went out to tell their men to search for a woman named Chelsea in the audience.

Below, on the large stage, one match had already been completed, and the winner was a blonde woman with a healthy tan skin, wearing a white bikini.

"Horse Head, a reserve member of the Four Demon Rakshasa, but he failed to take up the post of executioner before the imperial regime was overthrown."

"Her purpose in participating in this martial arts tournament is to join our Assassin's Guild. She may be a liaison sent by the current exiled imperial regime to try and gain the support of our Great Western Kingdom..."

"But we cannot rule out the possibility that they may genuinely pledge allegiance to us. After the imperial regime was overthrown, many former imperial officials switched their allegiance to our Great Western Kingdom and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to it."

Leone reminded them that after the imperial regime was overthrown, the Great Western Kingdom was the one that profited the most. If the Assassin's Guild hadn't had no intention of expanding outwards, many of them would probably have secretly contacted the lords of their central cities beforehand, willing to open their city gates and welcome the Great Western army.

"That's also a possibility."

Nahash nodded. The League of Assassins was relatively tolerant of non-villains who were capable and willing to switch sides.

The young man circled a nameplate in red on the application form for the woman with the horse head, indicating that he needed to contact her, interview her, and understand her situation before deciding whether to accept her.

The contestants who advanced to the top 32 all possessed excellent martial arts skills. On the arena, which attracted the attention of most of the nobles and citizens of the Great Western Kingdom, they displayed their prowess and demonstrated their value.

In previous years, there were often reports of city lords or wealthy merchants recruiting people as their advisors or subordinates by promising high-ranking military positions or high salaries.

The martial arts tournament is also a recruitment event. Skilled martial artists can gain wealth, fame, status, and even the opportunity to realize their ideals and ambitions on this stage.

As Najenda thought this, it was soon her turn to compete. Her strength had improved significantly after obtaining the Qi Fist technique. Even though she wasn't a Teigu user, her strength was still above that of the other contestants.

Less than two minutes after entering the arena, Najenda used her long whip to bind the hands and feet of a burly contestant wielding a giant axe and wearing a new sand mask recently launched by a certain chamber of commerce, and threw him off the stage, easily winning the match between the top 32 and the top 16.

"Take this punch I honed by pounding giant trees in the Gifunola Sea Tree Forest."

Sambasang soon appeared as well, and he defeated his opponent with just one move.

"Hey, this uncle has gotten stronger too. It seems he has indeed been working hard to improve his martial arts skills."

On the viewing platform, Broly recognized Sambassador and was somewhat surprised that the bearded man, to whom he had once conceded the championship, had improved so much in terms of skill.

Although this improvement is negligible compared to his own abilities, it must have taken countless efforts and hard work for the boastful uncle below him to achieve such strength.

"Sambasan is a bit slippery. The Imperial Assassination Force once tried to bribe him to deal with our Assassin Alliance, but he betrayed the Imperial Assassination Force and sold them to us."

Then, fearing retribution from the Empire, he fled to the Giant Tree Forest, teeming with dangerous creatures, to lay low. He only recently emerged and contacted the Rabbit Merchant Guild, which has close ties with our Assassin Alliance, to establish a partnership.

Based on his behavior, the other party is clearly pragmatic and fully willing to follow our lead.

Another match has ended. With the strong teams intentionally matched against the weak, the 32-to-16 qualifying round of the martial arts tournament was played very quickly.

However, in the penultimate match, a dark horse emerged. A boy shouted, "So that everyone in the village can have enough to eat this year," and defeated an opponent who was supposed to be stronger than him.

Tatsumi, covered in wounds, was panting heavily, and there was a deep, bone-revealing gash on his abdomen, slashed by his opponent's final blow with a curved blade.

If no one had helped treat him, he would have had a high chance of dying from such injuries, but a nectar that fell from the sky healed him.

Combining the life force and the basic healing magic of the six-sided world, with Broly's pure numerical bonuses, it performs almost like a high-level healing magic.

"My strength is returning, and my injuries are healing. This is truly a miracle!"

The boy was excited and made up his mind that when he earned enough money to return to the village, he would invite a statue of the true leader of the Sayan God Cult and the Assassin's Guild back to worship, and ask the other party to bless the village with good weather and the well-being and safety of everyone in the village.

. . . .

"Chelsey, is there anyone named Chelsea? A gentleman wishes to see Miss Chelsea. Any woman named Chelsea can step forward, even if she is not the person the gentleman wishes to see. She will receive a reward for going to see the gentleman."

The Assassin Brotherhood has already begun searching the stands.

Chelsea certainly heard these people shouting, but she didn't feel like she was being summoned by some important figure.

The girl wasn't interested in the so-called reward; in her mind, it would just be a small amount of money at most.

Instead of wasting time meeting some important figures, she should sell more hamburgers and drinks in the audience. Maybe the money she earns this time can help her open a few more hamburger shops in the West End.

Chelsea is completely absorbed in her restaurant business, fantasizing about becoming the future Burger Queen of the Great West, and is somewhat unable to extricate herself from it.

The round of 32 to the round of 16 was completed quickly. Thanks to Broly's methods to help players recover their strength and injuries, the round of 16 to the round of 8 matches started an hour earlier.

Strong competitors like Ma Tou, Najeta, and Sambasang won again in no time.

The match between these three was not worth watching; they were simply much stronger than their opponents and thus won easily to advance.

In contrast, the matches between other contestants of similar skill were evenly matched, making for a more exciting spectacle. Two individuals in particular caught Nahash's attention: "Will and Tatsumi, two boys from a remote rural area who came to participate in the martial arts tournament to earn money and reduce the burden on their village."

"Although their strength is weaker than their opponents, their will to win is stronger. In addition, they are not very old. Lord Nahash, they have great potential to be cultivated into the backbone of the Assassin's Guild!"

When the handsome clerk named Lan handed over the two boys' information to Nahashu, he also gave his own evaluation of the two young men.

Even though their individual skills weren't the strongest among the players in the competition, their resumes were the cleanest and they had tremendous potential.

Based on their respective goals for participating in the competition, as well as their character and potential, they are both highly malleable. With just a little guidance, they could likely become qualified inspectors for the Assassin's Guild.

"Ah."

Nahash nodded, acknowledging the opinion of the clerk who had joined the Assassin's Guild.

After the round of 16 was completed, the organizers of the martial arts tournament, after consulting with the Assassin's Alliance and receiving no response about how it was arranged, decided to schedule the round of 8 to be completed today as well.

The audience cheered, ignoring injuries and exhaustion in the fight; they swore it was the most exciting martial arts tournament they had ever seen.

Of course, viewers who watched the martial arts tournament eight years ago may have different opinions, but that does not affect the continued popularity of this year's martial arts tournament.

Of the three favorites to win the championship, Ma Tou was unable to defeat his opponent easily at first, as was Samba Sang. Only Najeta, thanks to the improvement in her strength gained from practicing Qi Fist, still managed to win within two minutes.

However, although they couldn't win easily, they managed to seize an opening and win after about seven or eight minutes.

The final match was a duel between two village boys, Tatsumi and Will. They shared the same reason for fighting: they came to participate in the martial arts tournament so that their village could have a better life.

"I have a reason why I can't lose."

"me too."

"If I win, the village will be able to pay this year's taxes and won't have to risk going out to sea to hunt those dangerous aquatic species during their breeding season."

"If I win, no one will starve or freeze to death in the winter next quarter."

As dusk fell, on the arena, two boys, both determined to win, clashed with swords.

They may not be the strongest, but they received the most enthusiastic cheers from the audience in the main hall.

Simply because their reasons for fighting were more noble than those of other fighters who wanted fame, status, and wealth.

Although both of them came for the prize money, they wanted it for their hometown.

The people of Atlantis greatly admire athletes who fight for their homeland.

The fight between the two boys lasted for nearly an hour from start to finish.

It ended just as the sun was about to set.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want to do this, but my hometown needs the money.”

Will, from a southern coastal village, defeated Tatsumi, from a remote village in the north of the central region.

The key to victory was the Imperial Arm, which resembled a large sword, in his hand—the Noble Chariot.

The stadium erupted in enthusiastic applause. Although Will had used a Teigu, the martial arts tournament hadn't stated that Teigu couldn't be used.

Weapons are also a part of strength, as clearly stated in the rules of the top 32 of the martial arts tournament.

"Although we were eliminated in the quarterfinals, we still have a million-dollar prize to win."

With their injuries and strength restored, Ieyasu and Sayo comforted the defeated Tatsumi.

"If I can make it to the semi-finals, the prize money will double."

The boy was somewhat unwilling, but he had no choice but to accept the outcome.

Just before he left the venue, members of the Assassin's Guild approached him.

"Hey, you guys want to invite me to join the Assassin's Guild?"

“Yes, Lord Tatsumi, you have the qualifications. As long as you join the Assassin’s Guild and demonstrate sufficient ability, you can even help your village relocate to the Great Western Kingdom to settle down.”

Faced with the job offer from the Assassin's Guild's staff, the boy from the countryside had no power to resist. This was far better than simply earning money to return to the village and improve the lives of the villagers.

"I'll join."

. . . .

"Ugh, I'm exhausted!"

That evening, back at the hamburger joint, Chelsea felt extremely tired.

But thinking about the profits from selling hamburgers and drinks today, the fatigue seemed to disappear.

While she was happily calculating the day's expenses with the maid who was with her,

The door to the hamburger shop was pushed open, and a girl in a white training uniform stood in the doorway.

"Hey, Taeko, what brings you here?"

Upon seeing the girl, Chelsea's eyes lit up, and she stepped forward to ask.

"I'm looking for someone."

Miaozi said.

"Who should I contact? Do you need my help?"

Chelsea was very enthusiastic. If it weren't for the burger that the assassin lady gave her, she wouldn't be able to become the owner of a burger shop with about ten employees.

"I'm looking for Chelsea."

"Hey, you were looking for me?"

"Just find a Chelsea woman, she might be you, but she might not be you."

Taeko looked at Miss Chelsea and answered seriously.

"Ah, Miss Taeko, you speak in such a riddle-like manner. Could you please give me a clue as to why your Assassin's Guild is looking for someone named Chelsea?"

Chelsea had only asked casually and hadn't expected to get an answer from the assassin, but to her surprise, Taeko readily agreed and answered her question: "Yes, we are looking for a woman named Chelsea because our leader, Lord Broly, wants to invite her to become a high-ranking member of the Assassin's Guild."

Chelsea paused for a moment, then asked, "Does that guy with the same name as me have some kind of amazing ability?"

"I don't know, but would you be willing to come with me to see the chief?"

Miaozi shook her head and then asked again.

"May I bring one of our shop's hamburgers to present to Lord Broly?"

Chelsea thought for a moment and suddenly had a bold idea.

(End of this chapter)