Chapter 440: No Martial Virtue, Sneak Attack on a Child!

"Randolph, give me a signature dish with Magic Continent flavor, plus roast chicken and grilled fish."

Half a month later, Broly flew back from the Miris Continent side specifically for this; after entering the Death God Restaurant, he went straight to the back kitchen door, poked his head in, and shouted at Randolph, who was chopping vegetables with superb knife skills inside.

"Alright, go sit in the private room first."

Randolph put the kitchen knife on the cutting board, tied on his apron, and personally cooked for Broly; not long after, inside the expanded Death God Restaurant private room, he served the dishes the Saiyan boy had ordered.

"Randolph, let me tell you, the people from the Miris Holy Kingdom side have absolutely no manners; they not only discriminate against me but also keep spreading rumors about me, though the food there is quite exquisite, especially..."

Broly moved his chopsticks while sharing with Randolph his experiences on the Miris Holy Kingdom side.

"What's wrong?"

However, unlike before when he came to eat and told Randolph about his travel experiences, and Randolph always offered different opinions, this time Randolph seemed a bit silent.

"Broly, do you know Orsted?"

Randolph asked.

"Don't know, who is that?"

Broly was somewhat confused; he had no impression of that name.

After all, he had only heard it once.

Moreover, during the process of searching for capture targets in this world, he had seen too many things and people; apart from a few matters and figures he could remember, the rest were basically passing travelers who came and went in a hurry.

"He claims to be the Destined One you are looking for."

Randolph added.

"Haha, that's truly rare; I don't even know who I want to find myself."

Broly joked.

"That person is very strong; he's looking for you, I don't know if he's your enemy."

Randolph said again.

"What kind of guy is he?"

Broly asked curiously.

"Silver-white hair, eyes with golden pupils like dragon-type creatures, lots of sclera, a very fierce gaze, and more importantly, that person constantly emits an intimidating aura that makes people feel fear, like some kind of magic ability."

Randolph described the image of Orsted he had seen, while Broly carefully recalled whether such a person existed in his mind, and soon he remembered.

"So it's him, the Next Time Mister!"

"What is that?"

"I didn't remember his name, only remembered what he said, 'next time,' so I call him that."

Broly explained.

"Is he your enemy?"

Randolph asked curiously.

"Uh, I don't know if he's an enemy either; he had a conflict with me because of one of my friends, and although he attacked me first, I'm still quite grateful to him."

Broly looked at the Crystal Palace Panel, where only thirty-three days of stay duration remained, yet he felt delighted at the prospect of the Next Time Mister appearing again.

"So his name is Orsted; I'll remember it this time."

Randolph couldn't quite understand Broly's happiness; after thinking, he said: "He asked me to tell you that he's waiting for you near the Red Dragon Jaw."

"The Red Dragon's jaw?"

"Not the Red Dragon's jaw, but a plateau region in the northwest direction of the Wanglong Mountain Range, bordering the Asura Kingdom's frontier line; however, a group of S-class Dragon-type Magic Beasts, Red Dragons, live in those mountains over there, making it a rather dangerous area."

"I see."

"So Broly, do you plan to go there to see that person?"

"Of course."

Broly nodded without hesitation; he wanted to thank that person named Orsted, the Next Time Mister, and also wanted to discuss with him whether he could extend his stay duration again.

"Shall I accompany you there?"

Randolph asked.

"What would you come with me for?"

Broly looked at him somewhat confused.

"When Dragon God Orsted came over to this side, his appearance didn't look very friendly, as if he wanted to cause you trouble."

"Uh, he probably came to cause me trouble."

Broly scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly.

After all, last time that person was used by me as a sandbag and beaten, and finally had his neck broken; even though he struck first, the matter of resetting and doubling my stay duration had already made Broly completely forgive him.

"Then I'll accompany you there; if he causes you trouble, I'll deal with him together with you."

Randolph said very loyally, even if this might mean going to his death.

"No need; you're not his match."

Broly could sense the difference in strength between Randolph and Orsted just from the aura naturally emanating from the outside.

"I know that, but you've done me a favor; you brought my family's restaurant back from the brink, so I must do something for you."

"Randolph, if you want to repay the favor, just cook for me; as for fighting, forget it, I can fight on my own."

"Dragon God Orsted is the Second of the Powers; you escaping from him once doesn't mean you can escape a second time."

Randolph seriously advised him.

"Uh, did you misunderstand something?"

"What did I misunderstand?"

"It's not that I escaped from Orsted once, but that Orsted escaped from me once; although to be precise, that doesn't count as escaping either, I just don't know how he did it, making me return to the place where I came to this world."

Broly explained.

"Are you bluffing?"

Randolph did not believe the boy.

"No."

"Then after you finish eating, can I test your skills?"

"Sure."

Broly agreed, and after he finished his meal, Randolph took him outside the city.

"Is it necessary to come outside the city?"

"I need to confirm you're not joking with me."

Death God Randolph drew the knife at his waist.

"So, I'll go all out against you; this is for your own safety."

"Alright, alright."

Broly accepted Randolph's concern.

"Then I'm coming."

"You come..."

Before Broly could finish speaking, Randolph's figure vanished from the spot; when he reappeared, he had already silently circled behind Broly, the long knife gripped at his waist, sweeping horizontally straight at the Saiyan boy's neck.

Of course, if Broly had no reaction to his attack, Randolph would stop his blade edge right before it slashed the other's neck.

However, Broly reacted, merely leaning back to dodge the horizontal sweep; in an instant, the two's gazes met, one above, one below.

The next moment, Broly flipped and moved to the side, dodging the upward-flicking blade edge Randolph switched to.

And the blade energy splashing from the blade edge plowed a deep gully into the ground.

A tree growing nearby suffered collateral damage, split vertically in two from the middle.

Just as Randolph, having lost sight of Broly, placed his other hand on the hidden flying knife's hilt at his waist, preparing to throw it into the blind spot of his surroundings, Broly's hand arrived beside his neck.

"It's over, Randolph, I win."

Broly lightly tapped his throat with his index finger, then landed on the ground nearby.

"Yes, I lost."

Randolph touched his neck and nodded in acknowledgment; he, an Assassin King, had lost sight of Broly head-on, then been circled behind and had his throat tapped by Broly's finger — the gap in strength was already extremely obvious.

"With strength like yours, if I went along I'd only hold you back."

"Don't say that, you're still very powerful; you're the second strongest I've met in this world."

"Then who's first?"

"Next time, sir."

After having Randolph acknowledge his strength, Broly bid farewell to him, took the map already marked with the route to Red Dragon Jaw, and flew off.

But due to this world's map accuracy issues, Broly had to descend altitude many times to confirm landmarks, which kept his travel speed from picking up.

Of course, this is only relative to his normal flight speed; compared to this world's native residents, his speed is simply extreme.

By afternoon, Broly arrived in the airspace of Red Dragon Jaw, which connects to the Snowfield Mountain Range; only, there were quite a few powerful creatures here, but he couldn't find Orsted's traces.

The Dragon Boss's aura, under the influence of the Dragon Race's secret technique, is relatively faint when not in battle; Broly didn't even remember his name, let alone his aura.

"Hey, Dragon God Orsted, I'm here, where are you?"

Broly could only shout while flying in mid-air, yelling as he flew.

His voice echoed across this high-altitude Snowfield Mountain Range; some accumulated snow was shouted down by him.

"Roar—"

Naturally, this also attracted the attention of the Dominant-class magic beasts here; a group of Red Dragons, discovering an intruder in their territory's airspace who didn't take them seriously at all, flew over in droves.

"I'm not here for you guys, and I'm not hungry right now, so don't attack me..."

Such words are naturally useless against magic beasts; soon Red Dragon rain poured from the sky, each Red Dragon attacking Broly smashed in the skull by the Saiyan boy and plummeting to the ground.

Orsted, walking out of the cave, watched the one-sided slaughter happening in the sky, involuntarily tightening his grip on the God Knife forged by the Ancient Mad Dragon King for the First Dragon God.

After Broly dealt with the attacking Red Dragon swarm, he suddenly sensed a powerful aura rising from the mountain range below.

"Dragon God, Orsted?"

Following the aura, Broly quickly found the silver-haired man in white robes below.

"Human God Apostle, Broly!"

Fierce eyes met the boy in the sky; Orsted raised the knife in his hand high.

Terrifying Dragon Saint Battle Aura and Magic Power coiled around the blade edge; an ordinary weapon would likely have shattered by now, but this weapon used by the First Dragon God did not.

As Orsted aimed at the person in the sky and chopped down with his blade, terrifying blade energy was released along with it.

A rumbling, muffled sound rang out; the figure in the sky seemed to suffer a heavy blow and plummeted down.

The Snowfield Mountain Range below, like cream cake meeting a scorching hot iron knife, melted and split apart.

Even the dark clouds that perpetually shroud the sky here now saw a straight crack appear, stretching to the distant horizon.

Death God Randolph's blade energy at noon, compared to Dragon God Orsted's blade energy now, is like a child's toothpick toy versus a DF Express nuclear warhead.

"Hah, hah..."

A crack tens of kilometers long pierced through the entire Red Dragon Mountain Range, and this is why Orsted arranged to meet Broly here.

The Red Dragon Mountain Range is occupied by terrifying gregarious S-class magic beasts, Red Dragons; areas near this mountain range have little human habitation, so destruction from a divine weapon battle here won't affect many innocents.

If too many innocents die, the Human God can easily induce hatred in the strong within those heavily affected countries against him.

Although Orsted doesn't fear those people, endless waves of avengers attacking would force him to expend Magic Power to counter them.

To deal with the Human God, Orsted must preserve his own state as much as possible; to deal with Magic God Laplace who revives in Armor Dragon Year 500, he must also let the strong of various races who would fight Laplace preserve their vital strength.

Otherwise, even if he defeats Human God Apostle Broly, this reincarnation of his would equal failure.

Fortunately, everything developed just as he expected.

Next, he just needed to find a place to stay quiet and recover his depleted strength.

Just as Orsted sheathed his divine weapon, turned around, and prepared to leave.

"Rumble..."

The ground, which had already stopped humming, vibrated once again.

"Bang~"

Broly drilled out from a ground crevice behind, looking somewhat dusty and disheveled, and complained at Orsted who had suddenly launched an attack at him: "You guy are too lacking in martial virtue, actually directly launching a sneak attack on me?"

Orsted turned around with some difficulty; although unwilling to believe, the fact was right before his eyes — the guy he had ambushed with his divine knife was still alive right now.

Besides looking a bit dirty on his body, almost no damage could be seen.

"I know you have grievances, so this time..."

Broly's words of forgiveness hadn't been spoken yet when Orsted drew his blade and attacked again.

He believed Broly being able to dodge that strike just now might have used some secret technique he didn't know, or perhaps protective gear similar to the divine weapon in his hand.

And the most representative one was that already missing War God Armor.

"You're coming again?"

Broly dodged the divine knife's attacks.

"If you come again, I'll fight back!"

Broly warned.

But Orsted still disregarded everything and continued attacking.

Broly's mood of originally wanting to say thanks directly disappeared.

After his fire qi was beaten up, he then began to counterattack.

Not much different from last time, even more miserable than last time.

Orsted, who right from the start burst out with his strongest strike, consuming a large amount of battle qi and magic power, after Broly counterattacked, was beaten into continuous retreat.

"This time I miscalculated, next time, I'll definitely kill you!"

Discovering he could no longer defeat Broly, beaten covered in scales and wounds, Orsted also didn't want to continue wasting time in this reincarnation cycle, raised his divine knife and committed suicide without hesitation.

Broly raised his hand just preparing to stop him, when the scenery before his eyes changed in a burst, and he returned to the starting point of Qingqing Grassland.

"That guy's temper is bad enough, attacking me without saying two words upon meeting..."

Broly complained, and a rabbit flying past in the sky then entered his belly again.

"Forget it, let that guy attack me if he's willing to attack me, saves me from having to request him to help extend my stay duration in this world."

Looking at the Crystal Palace's already reset 2 stay durations, plus the extra stay duration (3), Broly's mood quickly walked out of the depression from being attacked.

And this time, Broly decided he would sleep at night, without this Navigation Officer god, the second playthrough him always had to read the map himself.

(Chapter End)