Whis had always been a gentle and refined person, but Gran's departure—and Beerus's constant yelling at him—had finally pushed him past his limit.
Whis swung his staff and brought it down hard on Beerus's forehead.
"Ah!"
Beerus's eyes bulged forward once again as he clutched his head, crying out in pain.
Seeing Beerus's miserable state, the Old Kai immediately stopped his own outburst. He quietly shrank back to the side like a frightened quail.
"Hmph. Gran's already gone. What's the point of talking about it now?" Whis said irritably.
"That's still your fault!"
Beerus was unwilling to accept the blame, so he immediately talked back.
However!
Bam!
Whis brought his staff down on Beerus's forehead again.
"AAAAAH!"
Whis ignored Beerus and simply waved his staff.
In an instant, the World of the Supreme Kais—which Beerus had just destroyed—was completely restored.
"Lord Chronoa, did you already anticipate this happening?" Whis stood beneath the great tree, his tone carrying a faintly sarcastic edge.
"Uh... The weather is quite nice today."
Chronoa pretended not to understand what he was talking about and looked up at the sky.
Whis: "..."
Whis remained silent.
But Beerus wasn't about to let Chronoa off that easily.
He was the type who always repaid every grudge.
Just as Beerus was about to rush over and take his anger out on Chronoa, she hurriedly slipped into a rift in space-time.
"Lord Beerus is so violent!"
Chronoa's voice echoed through the rift and reached everyone's ears.
Beerus ground his teeth in anger and shouted toward the empty space.
"You brat! Get your ass out here!"
"Gran isn't from your timeline. Do you really think he'll stay just because you force him to?"
"..."
"Lord Beerus, if I were you, I'd just recruit another Candidate God of Destruction."
The moment Chronoa said this, everyone's eyes shifted toward Trunks.
Just before leaving, Gran had told them that, if possible, they should give Trunks more guidance in his training. Perhaps Trunks could eventually help Beerus shoulder some of his burdens.
Could it be that Gran wanted Beerus to take Trunks as his Candidate God of Destruction?
Feeling everyone's eyes on him, Trunks's breathing grew rapid.
Clearly, he had reached the same conclusion.
"Chronoa! What the hell do you mean by that?!"
Beerus looked up at the empty space again.
Seeing that Beerus was no longer angry, Chronoa cautiously poked her head back out of the space-time rift and smiled.
"What else could I mean? The Seventh Universe in your timeline doesn't have a Candidate God of Destruction. If you recruit one yourself, you won't have to keep thinking about Gran anymore."
Everyone: "..."
That was her reason?
Why did no one believe her?
"Kid, are you interested in becoming a Candidate God of Destruction?"
After a moment of silence, Beerus slowly spoke.
Neither the Old Kai nor Whis objected to Beerus's decision.
Although Trunks looked rather weak at the moment, he had been recommended by both Gran and Chronoa.
And Gran and Chronoa were both people from the World of Time. They certainly knew something that the others didn't. Otherwise, they wouldn't have recommended this kid so strongly.
"I..."
Trunks's pupils suddenly contracted.
He had never imagined that he would have such an opportunity.
Seeing that her son was frozen in place without reacting, Bulma immediately smacked him on the back of the head.
"He's asking you a question!"
"I accept!"
Trunks finally snapped out of his stunned excitement and nodded vigorously.
After experiencing the Android crisis, he had developed an intense desire for power.
Only by becoming stronger could he better protect his mother.
And Lord Gran was a Candidate God of Destruction!
If Trunks could also become the Candidate God of Destruction of his own timeline, could he one day become as powerful as Gran?
"Very well. From now on, you are the Candidate God of Destruction of my Seventh Universe."
When Beerus said this, he sounded somewhat gloomy.
The main reason was that Gran's performance as a Candidate God of Destruction had been far too impressive.
Compared to Gran, Beerus really couldn't bring himself to think highly of Trunks.
But, just as Chronoa had said, Gran belonged to another timeline. There was simply no way for Beerus to keep him here.
In that case, he might as well recruit another candidate.
Perhaps Trunks had some hidden talent of his own.
And even if Trunks didn't possess any particularly outstanding abilities, having him as a candidate could still allow Beerus to delegate certain tasks to him, such as dealing with planets that failed to meet the necessary standards.
It could at least be considered a form of "putting useless resources to work."
"Whis."
Beerus gave Whis a meaningful look.
Whis immediately understood what Beerus meant.
He waved his staff, and Trunks's clothes instantly changed.
"These clothes!"
Trunks stared at what he was wearing.
They were exactly the same clothes Gran had worn earlier.
"Hmph. I don't know why Gran and Chronoa recommended you, but if you ever embarrass me, I'll make you regret it."
Beerus glared at Trunks.
"Don't worry, Lord Beerus! I promise I won't embarrass you!"
Trunks's face flushed bright red as he spoke with absolute determination.
Beerus nodded.
At least the kid's attitude wasn't bad.
Nearby, Chronoa also nodded secretly.
In truth, aside from Trunks, there was no one else in this timeline who was suitable to become a Candidate God of Destruction.
That was precisely why she had made the suggestion to Beerus.
And perhaps this was also what Gran had intended.
The two future timelines Gran had encountered were both hopeless timelines.
Although he had changed the outcome of the Zamasu incident, what if another crisis appeared in the future?
With Beerus's lazy personality, Zamasu had only succeeded because Beerus had been asleep.
What if the next crisis was caused by someone taking advantage of the same weakness?
Wouldn't this future timeline once again descend into despair?
But if Trunks became a Candidate God of Destruction, he could keep watch over the universe.
Perhaps, with him observing the universe and taking action when necessary, all those future tragedies could be prevented from ever happening.
END OF CHAPTER
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