The facts proved that Uchiha Yato's judgment had been correct.
Amid the ruins of Las Noches, Menos Grande slave laborers stood in long lines, hauling stone and using their fangs and claws to polish it smooth as they slowly rebuilt the palace.
Putting everything else aside, Barragan's taste was fairly refined. But constructing such a magnificent palace complex was torment for those Menos Grande laborers. Without tools, they could only rely on their bodies.
Using Kamui, Uchiha Yato and Nelliel infiltrated the area and quickly found the filthy, dust-covered Dondochakka Birstanne and Pesche Guatiche.
Poor Dondochakka's huge, pudgy hands were even being made to carve patterns into stone.
One Vasto Lorde and one captain-level Soul Reaper taking away two Menos Grande slave laborers was effortless.
Without any complications, Yato and Nelliel successfully rescued them.
"So, I've fulfilled my promise." The young man looked at the green-haired Menos Grande, who was clutching her two subordinates and sobbing. "Someday in a few years, I'll need your strength. Try not to get injured during that time. Have Nnoitra contact you later."
"You're leaving already? You've helped me tremendously. I should at least treat you to a meal—"
"Haha, thanks, but Hueco Mundo only has sand, right? When you come to Soul Society someday, I can treat you to little cakes or something."
Uchiha Yato smiled and waved, stepping into the Kamui Dimension.
"Lady Nelliel!" The moment the young man left, the scrawny Pesche leaped up and said nervously, "You're going to Soul Society with that Soul Reaper? You can't!"
"It's fine, Pesche." Nelliel wiped away her tears and smiled gently. "I'm only following him to fight someone."
"That's exactly the problem, Lady Nelliel! That Soul Reaper is already so powerful, yet he still asked for your help. What kind of monster is his