Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Culinary Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 258 Natural Talent Overcomes Cunning

Chapter 258 Natural Talent Overcomes Cunning

These days, Sink Nielbaren has been in a pretty good mood. The thought of being able to effortlessly become the world's administrator, second only to the emperor and above all living beings, makes her feel that having a strange little husband is no big deal. This thought has also made her happiness level continue to rise.

From a distance, whenever Broly occasionally checked her happiness score, he felt the same joy as an old farmer seeing his crops growing well.

I think Sink Nielbaren, his Elf wife, is simply a born lucky person.

Even when they weren't together, they could still boast and boost his happiness level, making strange thoughts like "possessing self-cultivated leeks" pop into his head.

Thinking that they would meet again soon and that he should bring the other person a gift, Broly carried a replica of a dragon spirit's head and jumped off Avant Heim.

"This is a gift for you."

Upon reaching Sink Nielbaren, he placed the large head he was holding on the ground and said this to him.

"Uh, thank you..."

Sinker Nielbaren stared blankly at the dragon head in front of her. There was a group of dragon spirits watching over there, and they were already offering her the head of a dragon spirit. Her lips twitched slightly, but she still accepted her cheap little husband's kindness.

After all, the remains of dragon spirits are considered precious and rare materials.

After having the dragon spirit's head moved away, Sink Nielbaren told Broly about his god's willingness to withdraw from the Star Cup competition after his persuasion. He also mentioned the situation of the goblin race, who had also been dealt with and whose information had only been sent half a day earlier.

As Sink Nielbaren had predicted, Ronnie Drauniel persuaded the goblin god.

However, the other party is somewhat worried about the future prospects of their own race.

The letter mentioned this matter several times, but it was an attempt to get information from her.

Frankly, if he hadn't foreseen that he might become the agent of the world's administrators in the future, Sink Nielbaren would definitely have wanted to slaughter all the goblins as the commander-in-chief of the forest elves' military.

But when she could see it, Sink Nielbaren's stance changed; her narrow-minded and vindictive nature suddenly became as broad as her heart.

Rather than killing a former nemesis, it's better to subdue them and make them work for you.

This would not only inflict great humiliation on the other party, but also reduce the workload of the various tasks that I, as the future agent of the world's managers, would need to handle.

Sink Nilbaren always referred to the goblin race as trash, but she did not underestimate her nemesis Ronnie Delauniel's talent; he was indeed a genius who could rival her.

Subdue that person, and then slightly win over the goblin race behind him, in order to balance the forest elf race behind you.

This was a plan that Sink Nielbaren had already conceived when he proposed to take charge of persuading the gods of the forest elves and the goblin race after correcting his own position.

Although she wanted to rely on Broly to become the agent in charge of this world, she did not want to be a mere ornament under the boy who was about to become the only god.

Ambitious and capable, Sink Nielbaren wanted to use his political skills to transform himself from a figurehead into someone with real power.

The key to this is to bring together the two powerful races that were once qualified to compete for the Star Cup, the Forest Elves and the Goblins, under his command.

Given that Broly didn't seem to care about the conflict between her and her fellow Winged Servant, Sink Nielbaren felt that even if he gained the right to manage the world, he probably wouldn't be able to control Jibril, that Winged Servant.

Therefore, if you want to control a fellow wife, you can only rely on your own abilities.

"What? A goddess-born wife?"

Sink Nielbarn's eyes widened. After hearing Broly introduce Fanlou's identity, his previously unwavering confidence began to crack.

Sinknier Barn didn't think she would lose to the Skywing race, but she was really not confident about competing with the God race, even though Fanlou appeared to be a young girl.

"Greetings, Lord Fanlou, I am Sink Nierbalen. May I ask, are you a newly born deity?"

Sink Nielbaren was shocked inside, but he maintained a calm demeanor and asked questions without showing any emotion.

God does not represent absolute wisdom.

Even gods can be fooled.

She wanted to test this divine being to find out what kind of situation it was.

"Newly born? No, I was born a long time ago. I came into this world before this planet beneath my feet was even born..."

Fanlou gave a negative answer.

"Wow, a god that existed before the planet we're standing on was even born... how old must it be?"

Klonie, who had already gotten off at Avant Heim, asked the question instinctively.

"If it was born even before a planet, then Lord Fanlou is at least two hundred million years old..."

Hughie answered her question.

Sink Nielbaren: "..."

Where did this primordial monster come from?

"The primordial god, the creator god?"

At this moment, the Forest God condensed his form using plants. After appearing in the form of a deer-headed human, he bowed slightly to the Sail Tower.

There is no hierarchy or rank among the gods, but if Fanlou is the first god, then he is quite special.

His concept of doubt is the origin of this world. It is because of this concept that this world has so many possibilities and infinite potential.

The forest is also a possibility born from this infinite possibility, which is why there is no such thing as a father god or mother god in this world. Otherwise, Fanlou might have been nicknamed the primordial mother god.

The bow of the forest god was merely His way of showing respect to the primordial god on behalf of the forest.

Sink Nielbaren: "..."

Even her own god bowed to the other party, so what else could she do?

In just a few days, they went from being full of confidence to having lost all hope.

Sink Nielbaren bit his lip and, along with his god and the other forest elves, bowed in the same manner to the sail tower.

The resentment on her face was replaced by a fake smile after she raised her head again.

"Until we contact the various races to have them send representatives to witness my husband obtain the Star Grail, you will all stay in our Forest Elf capital. We Forest Elves will treat you with the highest honors. Broly, you can stay with me."

As Sink Nielbaren said this, he naturally walked over to Broly and led the Saiyan boy away.

So what if he was the original god? He wasn't the one who became the only god. The key is the preferences of Broly, his cheap little husband.

Do gods lick?

will not.

But she, Sink Nielbaren, will.

Whispering to his second-in-command, just as Fanlou was about to follow Broly, he was stopped by Sink Nielbaren's second-in-command.

The other party respectfully led Fanlou towards the direction of the Forest Temple, which was undoubtedly the place of highest etiquette for the forest elves to welcome distinguished guests. After all, the one who personally received and chatted with them was their race's creator.

As for others who wanted to settle in the Forest Elf capital, they all received very good treatment.

Soft beds of flowers or mushrooms, warm and sweet forest spring water, and various fruits and vegetables cultivated using growth techniques...

There was nothing outwardly wrong, but it was a deliberate act to isolate Broly from other people.

. . . .

"Rick, the forest elves really live a much better life than we humans."

Klonie sat on the soft, mushroom-shaped bed, holding an apple-like fruit in her hand, eating it as she exclaimed.

"Of course, after all, the Forest Elves are the second most powerful race in terms of military strength. It's just that Lord Sink Nielbaren is a bit too scheming."

"What happened?"

Klonie was a little confused and didn't understand what Rick meant.

"She took her brother-in-law away, thus cutting off our direct contact with him."

Rick said.

"Uh, but what's the problem with that?"

Klonie still didn't understand.

"This involves the issue of how to manage the world in the future."

Rick offered an explanation.

World peace has been achieved, but what form that peace took is something we will discuss later.

Broly's own subjective opinion is crucial in this regard.

It can be said that whoever controls him controls the discourse.

"Is that so? I think as long as the world is peaceful in the future, and no one in the settlement is killed because of the spread of battles, that's enough."

Kloni didn't really care about the issue of having a voice. In the context of humanity in this world, the identity of a human leader has never been about enjoying rights, but rather about having an obligation and responsibility to lead their people to survive. They have little concept of rights.

"Peace is certainly enough, but if we want to live better lives, we still need to have a voice."

Rick, on the other hand, could see it clearly.

"Is there anything we need to do?"

Klonie asked quickly.

"No, we don't need to do anything. We just need you to stay happy, Dora."

Rick shook his head.

Above Avant Heim, he had already found out about Broly's Crystal Palace situation, and knew why his brother-in-law was looking for a wife and why he wanted her to be happy.

Before understanding the purpose of the young lady's husband in finding a wife, and his genuine desire for the wives he finds to be happy, any attempt to please him is likely to be futile.

Judging from Sink Nielbaren's actions, the other party undoubtedly sensed a crisis in Fanlou and wanted to isolate the other people from their brother-in-law, while he went to curry favor with him alone in order to gain some influence over the world in the future.

But this was difficult for that female demon, because the more cunning a person is, the less likely they are to give their true heart.

It is difficult to feel happy if one is unable to give their true heart and only tries to please others in a utilitarian and purposeful way.

What is the point of a husband who cannot feel happiness if he only wants to gain happiness points from a wife who is happy?

The answer is meaningless; it's not as good as his simple-minded older sister, who is happy that the war has ended and is full of gratitude towards her brother-in-law.

In terms of their status in each other's hearts, you can tell from the attitude of the younger sister's husband. Before this, her own sister should have been the highest.

Even after Lord Fanlou helped fulfill her wish, her sister's position in her husband's heart was still second only to Lord Fanlou, higher than Jibril, and even higher than Sink Nielbaren.

The advantage lies with his sister, so she's not worried at all.

. . . .

As Rick had predicted, for the next period of time, Sink Nielbarn spent a lot of time trying to please Broly.

They used every means at their disposal. To be honest, if it weren't for Broly's body, he wouldn't have developed to the point of being able to have children.

On the very first day of staying in Sink Nielbaren's room, she might be led by Sink Nielbaren to do all the things that couples do.

For three days straight, Sink Nielbarn did everything he could to please the Saiyan boy, and Broly did not refuse his forest elf wife's kindness.

He was now lying in his partner's arms, receiving the care of his forest spirit wife, who carefully peeled the skin of a grape-like fruit and fed him by hand.

"Broly, do you really like me?"

For three days in a row, Sink Nielbaren believed that he had done everything a real wife could do.

But the boy lying in her arms accepted everything without a second thought, and seemed to enjoy her gentle service without a care in the world, which made her feel a little uneasy.

As the gods and representatives of other races arrived at the Forest Elves' side, Sink Nielbaren finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked the question to the boy in his arms.

"Of course I like it."

Without the slightest hesitation, Broly gave an affirmative answer.

Sink Nielbaren's licking was indeed effective; it was the most licking wife Broly had ever encountered.

The act of licking did indeed have a significant effect on Broly, who had little experience with this.

In other words, for Sink Nielbaren's side, there are currently no specific values ​​provided by the Crystal Palace panel, so we can't see the happiness value that Broly generated because of her licking behavior.

"Then how come I can't see it?"

She asked the question, her voice tinged with sorrow.

"Uh, do I need to show any specific performance?"

Broly asked, puzzled.

"But I don't see any happiness in you..."

As he said this, Sink Nielbaren saw the tail wrapped around the boy's waist, and the tip of the tail, which had been swaying gently, suddenly stopped moving.

Sink Nielbaren then realized that the boy's happiness was still noticeable; all he had to do was look at the tip of his tail to see if it was wagging unconsciously.

"I am happy with many of the things you do for me, but you yourself don't seem happy when you try to do these things that make me happy."

Broly said.

"No, I'm very happy too..."

Sink Nielbaren's voice trailed off. The Saiyan boy lying in her arms looked up at her with such clear eyes that it gave her the feeling that he could easily see through her and see if she was lying.

"Okay, I'm a little nervous because I don't know if what I'm doing will win your favor."

With a jumble of thoughts swirling in his mind, Sink Nielbaren chose a relatively simple approach, giving this answer in a way that was both genuine and insincere.

"Uh, what does 'favor' mean?"

However, Broly couldn't understand complex vocabulary.

"Favor means to treat someone differently, to be willing to entrust me with some important tasks."

Sink Nielbaren remained silent for a moment, then could only be more blunt, practically revealing his true intentions.

"So, what important task do you want me to entrust to you?"

Broly understood and asked directly.

"What do you think about entrusting the management of this world to me?"

Sink Nielbaren realized that he couldn't be tactful when talking to Broly, so he asked directly and bluntly.

"If you can guarantee that other people will live happy lives, then yes."

Broly thought for a moment and then answered Sink Nielbaren's question directly.

What specifically do you mean by "others living happily"?

"According to Chloe, she hopes that the war will end so that humanity can live in this world without having to hide and without their lives being threatened by war."

Jibril, on the other hand, loves fighting. She enjoys battling powerful individuals to improve herself, and she also likes to collect the heads of powerful people. However, I don't think that's a good thing, so all you need to do is satisfy her desire for fighting and self-improvement.

Fanlou has many questions; she has a strong thirst for knowledge and wants others to answer them. If you can answer all the questions she raises, I think that would be a way for her to feel happy.

As for you, if entrusting you with managing this world will make you happy, then I'll leave it to you. You don't need to force yourself to do things to please me...

Broly would rather make his wives happy than feel happy himself.

"Is it enough to just make them happy?"

"Um."

"Broly, don't you think that me, who's trying to please you with a clear ulterior motive, is actually a very calculating and terrible guy?"

Sink Nielbarn asked the question out of curiosity.

"I don't know what pragmatism is, but you've been very good to me. I like people who are good to me, and I especially like my wife who is good to me."

Broly's answer was simple and clear: he couldn't read minds, so he didn't care what the people who were good to him were thinking.

"So that's how it is. What an easy person to be deceived by appearances..."

Sink Nielba muttered something under his breath and then peeled another small fruit.

"Since you like it when I treat you well, then I'll treat you even better."

She put the small fruit in her own mouth and then fed it to the boy mouth-to-mouth.

"What's this all about? Do you think your imported fruit will make the fruit taste better?"

Broly really wanted to ask that.

However, Crystal Palace's notification interrupted him.

[Sink Nielbaren's happiness stat increased]

"Do whatever makes you happy."

I don't know what happened, but my interactions with my forest elf wife, Sink Nielbaren, suddenly started increasing her happiness level.

(End of this chapter)