"Teacher, what is this sacrifice?" Shuichi asked in confusion
"Shuichi, this time you need to face Soul King's Fragment"
Yamamoto's voice is very heavy
"This fragment was discovered not long ago. It has manifested itself. It is no longer in the form of a fragment. It is now a god, a god who was corrupted by evil thoughts and went berserk. Other teams have already set out to contain it. They established a blockade outside South 77th District, trapping the god in a wasteland."
Yamamoto paused
"Shuichi, your and Saito's mission is very simple. Escort Qian Lida to the place of sacrifice. Once the sacrifice is completed, the god's evil thoughts will be purified, and they will return to the form of fragments and be sealed again. This is your mission."
Ise Chiyo and her daughter Ise Akira stood aside, listening silently
Qian Lida's expression is very calm, because she has thought about everything that needs to be thought about and swallowed everything that needs to be said. She is so calm.
Yi Liang lowered her head and gently rubbed her fingers on the cuffs. The fabric of the cuffs had been pinched into fine wrinkles by her. Qian Lida had told her these things a long time ago, not just today, but a long time ago, when she didn't quite understand what "sacrifice" meant. Every time she said it, Yi Liang would be silent for a long time.
This time, she lowered her head and listened silently without asking anything.
"Ise Clan Each priest can only perform three sacrifices."
Yamamoto continues
"Qian Lida has done it twice, this time is her third time"
Shuichi He still doesn't understand why Qian Lida entrusted his daughter to him. Ise Curse He has heard of it, but he doesn't know the specific appearance of the curse. Now that Shuichi has said it, do you understand the reason for the curse and the price?
Shuichi looked at Yamamoto: "Teacher, why me? There is obviously someone better to entrust to you."
Yamamoto did not answer immediately. He patted Shuichi on the shoulder. "It's me. I entrusted her to you."
Shuichi was stunned. Isn't it Ise Clan's request? Not Qian Lida's entrustment? Is it the teacher's entrustment?
"Teacher..." Shuichi didn't know what to say. He had never felt that there was anything special about himself.
"The answers to some questions are not in any book, not in any document, not in any ancient volume of Great Spirit Library. They need to be found by yourself, and all I can do is tell you where the way is." Yamamoto took back the hand on Shuichi's shoulder and looked at Shuichi with bright eyes.
Shuichi was silent for a moment and nodded with determination.
"I will go"
Yamamoto patted Shuichi's shoulder again and nodded, looking very satisfied.
Yamamoto knows Qian Lida's mother, Ise Mikako
Many years ago, she stood like this in Yamamoto's office, took her young daughter like this, and entrusted the most precious things to Yamamoto before the third sacrifice. She was better than Qian Lida is younger and thinner than Qian Lida, but the light in her eyes is brighter than anyone else. She smiled and said to Yamamoto, "Sir Yamamoto, please excuse me."
Like talking about a very small thing
This news has a completely different taste for the nobles
Seireitei Central Ring In the high-end restaurant, a group of nobles sat around the low table in the elegant room.
"Yamamoto asked Shuichi to attend the sacrifice. What do you mean?"
The speaker's voice was very low, but he couldn't suppress the thorn in his tone. He was not asking a question, but questioning. Even though he already had the answer in his heart, what he needed was a conclusive confirmation.
"The future of Soul Society belongs to Shuichi." The voice of the person who answered was softer, with a tone that was unclear whether it was ridicule or resignation.
This sentence fell in the air of the elegant room, like a stone sinking into a deep pool. No one answered immediately. Some people looked down at their wine glasses, some silently tapped the table with their fingers, and some leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at the ceiling beams, as if the lines on the wood contained some answer.
"It was the same with Yamamoto back then. Ise Clan entrusted his daughter and that sword to him." The speaker was an old nobleman.
"From the moment Ise Clan handed his daughter and the sword into his hands, Soul Society's new pattern was destined."
The speaker was another old man sitting by the window. His hair was gray, his fingers were thin, but his eyes were bright. His voice was not high, but it made the whole room quiet down.
"What is destined?" asked a young nobleman sitting in the corner. He was the youngest person here tonight. He had just inherited the position of head of the family not long ago. His question made the entire private room quiet for a moment.
No one answered him. The young noble looked at the people around him and found that most of them were looking at him. There was pity, helplessness, and something inexplicable in their eyes. His lips moved, trying to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Because the answer is so obvious
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, Gotei 13 Commander-in-Chief, the strongest person holding Soul Society, the strongest Zanpakutō, Seireitei
This is the best answer
No explanation, no argument, no modification is needed. He did not become the strongest by playing tricks, but this has never hindered anything. When he stood at the top of Soul Society, overlooking the entire three hundred and twenty districts of Seireitei and Rukongai, no one dared to say no in front of him.
The other noble sighed and shook his head. The water in the tea bowl swayed slightly, reflecting his tired face.
"When Yamamoto took over Qian Lida, many people thought he was just doing Ise Clan a favor. Looking back now, it was not a favor, it was a signal."
After the old nobleman finished speaking, he picked up the tea bowl and brought it to his mouth, with a self-deprecating smile on his face.
"The first batch of graduates from the Spiritual Arts Academy have begun to become the backbone of each division."
"It's not obvious yet, but in a few years, the grassroots strength of the division will be all Spiritual Arts Academy people, nobles? How many people can the nobles recruit? How many powerful people can a family produce in one generation?"
"With hundreds of the Spiritual Arts Academy graduates a year, there will no longer be positions for nobles at the grassroots level of the squad. By then, if the nobles want to have a Seated Officer position in the squad, they must first go to the Spiritual Arts Academy to get a diploma, and then compete fairly with the Rukongai people."
He laughed bitterly, and there was a helplessness in that laughter that he had seen through the ending but was unable to change.
The young noble's face changed several times, and he opened his lips, wanting to say 'This is not fair', but he also knew how ridiculous this sentence was. Fairness has never been Soul Society's rule, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto is the rule. He thought for a long time, and finally said one sentence.
"Then what do we do?"
no one can answer him