Trunks' words were like a stabilizing pillar calming the sea, instantly soothing the panic and unrest in everyone's hearts.
Beerus, who had an impatient expression just moments ago, seemed like a different person entirely. The irritation on his face gradually faded, replaced by a hint of satisfaction and appreciation.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he muttered to Trunks, "Just as I thought. Whenever a critical moment arises, you're always the one who can steady the situation! Now, tell us... who exactly are you talking about?"
Upon hearing Beerus's question, everyone turned their gaze toward Trunks, their eyes filled with expectation.
Feeling their eager stares, Trunks took a deep breath and slowly began to speak again.
"Mm... This method might carry a certain degree of risk. But, in my opinion, if we can get this little guy to join the battle, he might bring about an unexpected turning point. However, on the battlefield, we'll probably need to expend extra effort to protect him."
As he spoke, a small silhouette appeared in his mind. It was the most outstanding young Namekian at present... Kiru.
Despite his young age, Kiru's abilities were not to be underestimated. His unique long-range healing ability was especially astonishing.
This ability allowed Kiru to cast healing techniques from a distance, restoring both stamina and injuries rapidly without placing his hands directly on the injured target.
Not long ago, Kiru's healing ability had already demonstrated its brilliance. At that time, a temporal rift opened, threatening to devour Vegito and Truhan.
At the critical moment, Kiru cast his long-range healing technique, successfully saving their lives. His healing ability far surpassed those of Dende, Majin Buu, and Kibito.
The other three needed to place their hands on the target, but Kiru did not.
"Kiru... the little Namekian. Dad, Uncle Goku, and Brother Gohan should remember him," Trunks said.
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. Clearly, he had already recalled the little fellow.
He frowned slightly and said, somewhat dissatisfied, "Trunks, that little guy's special ability is impressive. But the problem is that his combat power is practically negligible. It's almost equal to zero. And you still want to bring him into our team?"
With a serious expression and a firm gaze directed into the distance, Trunks slowly replied, "Dad, having someone who can provide healing and support is crucial in a team. Even though Kiru's combat strength isn't great, his abilities make up for our team's shortcomings."
"Right now, we're in a tricky situation. The originally planned best candidate, Majin Buu, has been barred from participating due to unavoidable circumstances."
"So, we have no choice but to reconsider other candidates."
Beerus listened to Trunks and nodded, finding his reasoning sound.
"I agree with Trunks. Then it's settled!"
After careful consideration, Trunks finally made the decision.
"Since Lord Beerus has spoken, I'll bring Kiru here right away. During the battle, we'll need to pay close attention to Kiru's movements and protect him whenever necessary. That's the plan."
With that, Trunks raised his right hand and pressed two fingers together like a sword. A powerful energy instantly gathered at his fingertips.
The next moment, Trunks vanished like lightning from the spot, using Instant Transmission to travel to Namek.
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New Namek.
Trunks found Elder Moori again and explained the Tournament of Power to him.
Soon, Elder Moori brought Kiru over.
"Brother Trunks, Elder Moori has already told me everything. This concerns the fate of Universe 7, so I must participate as well. So please, take me with you!"
Trunks gently patted Kiru on the head. "Then I'll be counting on you, little Kiru. Come with me."
With that, Trunks prepared to use Instant Transmission.
Kiru's matter was settled. Next, he needed to find Frieza. He placed two fingers against his forehead and quickly located Frieza's energy signature. However, something felt unusual; Frieza's aura was different from before.
"Oh? Looks like this guy has been secretly training as well?"
Whoosh!
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Frozen Planet.
Frieza stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking like a reclusive master beyond the world.
"Ho ho ho... You've finally arrived, Vegeta's son."
Frieza turned around and glanced at Trunks, immediately noticing something different about him.
"Oh? It seems your special training has yielded impressive results."
His puzzled gaze then shifted to the small Kiru beside Trunks.
"And who is this little thing? A Namekian?"
Before Trunks could explain, Kiru spoke up on his own.
"Hello, King Frieza. My name is Kiru. I'm a Namekian. Brother Trunks asked me to participate in this Tournament of Power."
Frieza's doubtful eyes wandered over Kiru repeatedly. Finally, he looked back at Trunks and asked,
"Hey, Vegeta's son, are you serious? You're letting this little guy join the Tournament of Power? I don't see the slightest hint of intimidation from him. Is he the team's mascot?"
Trunks was speechless. Everyone seemed to question his decision, so he explained Kiru's ability once again. After listening, Frieza's attitude toward Kiru changed immediately.
After all, he had personally enjoyed the benefits of healing multiple times. Kibito alone had healed him three times, so he understood better than anyone the importance of having a healer.
"Hm... Vegeta's son, your idea is quite good. However, there's something I must tell you. It might prove to be even more useful to our team."
Trunks's expression sharpened. "What is it? Let's hear it."
Frieza fell into recollection. He clearly remembered that Namekians had the ability to assimilate. Back on Namek, he hadn't killed Nail completely. As a result, Nail had assimilated with Piccolo, creating a much stronger Piccolo.
Frieza spoke again: "This little guy's healing ability is excellent. However, his self-defense ability is lacking."
"Ho ho ho... Vegeta's son, while you were away for three days, something interesting happened on your Earth."
Trunks was genuinely caught off guard by Frieza's words.
"What happened?"
"If this great king remembers correctly, the Namekian on Earth is called Piccolo, isn't he? If you want to know what happened, you can ask him. Bring this little fellow along."
"Ho ho ho... I believe our team may soon gain a new Namekian who possesses not only self-defense abilities but healing abilities as well."
(End Of This Chapter)
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