Politics.
The universal language for being too lazy to engage in a fist fight.
Honestly, Rael wasn't that lazy, but he was a little uneasy. Why could just anyone find this world and kill everyone here? Was there no decency?
Though, when he thought about it, he did the same. Except whenever he entered a planet he didn't recognize, he didn't go ahead and attack it. If anything, he didn't do much aside from add it to his collection for earning money.
Was this what they called natural selection? If someone was unlucky enough to be passed by a powerful being, they'd have no choice but to just take it and die?
It was a stupid idea, and honestly, Rael wished things could be different. But then again, he knew that the one sure-fire way of preventing stupid shit like this was by becoming so strong that no one would even dare to try anything funny.
With that in mind, Rael nodded to himself and then glanced at Altros and the swordsman. Afterwards, he said:
