NABC Chapter 15 Death's Disappearance
Chapter 15 Death's Disappearance
That strange phenomenon was definitely not a normal natural occurrence.
Yamamoto was certain that something must have happened somewhere.
Seeing that the monk was alright, he overlooked the Spirit King Palace.
The monk slowly stood up.
His tall frame moved like a small mountain in the rather cramped room.
He took two steps forward and stopped in front of the window that let in a faint light, with his back to Yamamoto.
The sky outside the window was grayish-white, as if an invisible shadow had been cast over it because of Yamamoto's problems.
"The Three Realms are indeed about to usher in a new era."
The monk's voice rang out, even lower than before, carrying a distant and heavy meaning.
"That's why Lord Soul King is thinking about restoring stability to the Soul Society in order to prepare for future changes."
The disappearance of the Spirit King was too shocking, so the monk kept the news strictly confidential, and no one except him and Wang Yue was told.
Therefore, even now, he still addresses him as Lord Spirit King.
He didn't have time to help the five noble families quell the chaos this time he descended to the mortal realm, because he had to search for the Spirit King's whereabouts.
Because of the disappearance of the Soul King, he suspected that there might be some huge threat in the Three Realms, so it was necessary to stabilize the Soul Society first.
This task can only be left to Yamamoto.
"A completely new era? What does that mean?"
Faced with Yamamoto's direct questioning, the monk suddenly let out a low laugh, which contained little joy but rather a sigh of the unpredictability of life.
"I can only say that there are indeed evil forces eyeing the Soul Society, which is why Lord Soul King sent me down."
He turned his head slightly, glancing at Yamamoto behind him out of the corner of his eye, and said softly:
"If you don't handle this well, you might suffer a great loss."
"Evil forces?" Yamamoto's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing this, and he pressed, "What are they?"
"Well, we can't say for now. This is an enemy you need to deal with." The monk continued to feign mystery.
"I think the name you mentioned earlier, the Gotei 13, is very good. Gotei, that's your mission, while our mission is to protect the Soul King."
"Therefore, it's better to clearly define responsibilities. Before the Gotei 13 is completely wiped out, we, as royal agents, should not interfere too much with your operations."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, turned around, and revealed his arm.
This was a thick, muscular arm. The fingers of his other hand pointed to his arm bone, and his gaze deepened: "Our bones, shaped by the power of the Spirit King, allow us to connect with His Majesty the Spirit King. And such divine generals are currently lacking three."
"Since you want to be called the Gotei 13, then I think we, as royal agents, should be the Zero Division."
"While you are forming the Gotei 13, I will also try to select three people to form the Zero Division."
"Even you need combat power now..." Yamamoto's heart sank upon hearing this.
He knew that what the monk meant by saying this was to tell him not to be careless, because even the Spirit King Palace needed to expand its combat power.
"Alright, let's leave this heavy topic behind."
The monk lowered his hand again, seemingly unwilling to talk any further. He put on that seemingly magnanimous smile again, waved his hand, and walked straight towards the door.
As he opened the door, the faint light from outside and the indistinct noise rushed in.
He turned to the side, taking one last look at Yamamoto, who stood as immovable as a mountain in the room, and left with a weighty entrustment: "The safety of the Soul Society is now in your hands."
After saying that, he walked out.
Yamamoto saw him off, then stood at the door, motionless for a long time.
Gotei 13...
Zero Squad...
An unknown evil force.
This world may truly be about to undergo a massive transformation.
Instead of immediately heading to the remote Rebellious Bone District, he decided to first engage in deeper communication with the noble forces.
To establish an organization capable of stabilizing a chaotic situation, one needs not only a strong military core, but also a clear program, legitimate status, and stable resource support.
When he arrived at the Shihōin family, he heard something from the current head of the Shihōin family.
"Death has disappeared?"
The residence of the Shihōin family, one of the five noble families.
As one of the most distinguished people in Soul Society, the Shihouin family is located in a renowned noble district of the Soul Society. The courtyard is deep and secluded, with ever-changing scenery at every turn, winding corridors leading to secluded spots, and even a tranquil lake in the distance that is fed by flowing water.
At this moment, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni and Shihōin Senhisa sat facing each other in the lakeside pavilion.
Besides the main family members of the Shihōin clan, there are also a large number of samurai they have recruited.
In this era, every nobleman maintained a large private army.
In reality, the Shihōin residence in the Seireitei is only a part of it; outside of the Seireitei, they own vast territories.
Senji Shihouin was in his prime, with an elegant demeanor. He had the dark skin typical of the Shihouin family. As a renowned martial arts family among the five noble families, the members of this family were different from the pampered lives of other nobles. They received various kinds of training from a young age.
As the head of the family, Chihiro Shihouin wore a magnificent robe embroidered with the family's secret crest, and her demeanor exuded the composure and elegance unique to a great nobleman.
The two were old acquaintances and had a fairly good relationship.
Exquisite tea sets were laid out on the stone table. Wisps of steam rose gently, mingling with the aroma of tea, and mingled with the misty water vapor on the lake. A gentle breeze rippled the clear water and brought a touch of coolness.
Shihōin Sennhō told Yamamoto about the strange things that had been happening recently.
"Yes, and the situation is a bit strange." Shihouin Senhi nodded slightly, her fingertips gently stroking the warm, smooth rim of the porcelain cup.
"Not only within the Soul Society, but also in the past week, a large area from the 33rd to the 56th wards of West Rukongai has reported more than 100 missing Shinigami."
Being murdered is quite common, but going missing is a bit strange.
This makes them wonder if someone is secretly recruiting soldiers and accumulating strength.
Yamamoto thought so too, and he said in a deep voice, "Even you don't have any clues?"
The Shihouin family is highly skilled in Shunpo (the instant step technique) and possesses the secret method to transform into a black cat. Their intelligence network extends deep into every corner of Soul Society, with numerous spies and informants.
Shihōin Sennhō slowly shook his head, a hint of solemnity in his expression, and said, "None of my spies in other factions have mentioned that any side has suddenly gained hundreds of soldiers."
There are not many, only few. So where did their missing people go...?
If their fate is unknown, then they are dead.
"This kind of 'disappearance' is actually something that some people can do," said Shihouin Senhita.
Yamamoto understood his meaning and immediately replied, "You mean it's illusory?"