In the meeting hall of Central 46
Uesugi family's noble nephew has been gone for a while
World of the Living garrison report, Rukongai Hollow Disaster statistics, each squadron equipment application form, the elder Sage finished approving one document after another, picked up another document, dipped the pen tip in ink, and was about to drop it.
The door was pushed open, and everyone in the meeting hall raised their heads at the same time and looked towards the door.
The one who came in was the soldier on duty Sage. Behind him was a man wearing a black tights and a mask covering the lower half of his face. Onmitsukidō's attire was recognized by every Sage present. The soldier was holding a Hell Butterfly in his hand.
Sage put down the pen and looked at him. "What's the matter?"
The soldier raised the Hell Butterfly in his hand, and every word in his words was like a nail hammered into the ears of everyone present. "50th District of West Rukongai, the Quincy armed force was discovered, the Tenth Division patrol reported the sighting, and Onmitsukidō was ordered to conduct reconnaissance and confirmation."
The atmosphere in the meeting hall suddenly changed
The three words Quincy were like a stone thrown into the calm water. The ripples spread from the center of the hall to all sides, spreading to the faces of every Sage present. Some people frowned, some put down their pens, some closed the document they were reading, and some unconsciously slapped their hands on the tabletop.
"Confirmed?" The elder Sage's voice was deeper than before.
The soldier nodded. "Confirmed, the Tenth Division patrol witnessed 50th District of West Rukongai, Onmitsukidō found traces of the Quincy armed forces from West Rukongai 52nd District to the 48th District, and there is currently no further action."
Onmitsukidō never reports unconfirmed information. This is an iron rule set by Shihōin Qianri. Since the people of Onmitsukidō are standing here, it means that there is no need for any suspicion.
The meeting hall was quiet for a moment
Then someone spoke, and each word carried a long-suppressed muffled sound, like a volcano about to erupt. "Mie~Que~Master~"
He chewed these three words in his mouth, as if to make sure he heard correctly. He stood up, and the chair made a harsh friction sound as it moved backwards.
"Quincy! Quincy still dares to come!"
"Quincy thing! Can't wait!" Another current fan stood up, slapped the table with both hands and shouted
No one objected, no one said 'calm down', no one suggested 'listen to the detailed report first'
Quincy has unparalleled weight
"Notify First Division! Notify Gotei 13 captains!"
Central 46's meeting hall has not accommodated thirteen captains at one time
Forty-Six Sages Everyone is here
Some people have completely white hair, some have gray hair, and some have black hair, but their expressions are surprisingly consistent.
Angry
The three words Quincy are not nouns in Central 46, they are scars. Some of the Sages here have lost family members, some have lost their industries, and some have lost Seireitei's peace. Now the scars have been revealed.
The first driver was the elder Sage. He was sitting in the middle of the first row. His hair was all white and the wrinkles on his face were deep enough to hold a pen. At this moment, his voice was trembling. "Master Mie~Que~! They actually dare to come!!"
"The war more than ten years ago! How many of us died!"
A gray-haired Sage stood up and pointed forward, his fingers trembling. "Seireitei's city walls were burned to such a state! There are still memorial tablets for the fallen in the mourning halls of major families! How dare they appear in Rukongai! Under our eyes!"
Someone cursed in a low voice, and the sound of the collision between the palm and the table was like a muffled thunder. Another Sage stood up, his voice higher and sharper than the previous one. "How many years have it been? What do they think we are? What do they think Seireitei is? Come when you want to come? Leave when you want to leave?"
No one answered, not because they disagreed, but because they agreed so much that they didn't need to answer. Forty-Six Sages's anger surged out from the three-story semicircular seats like a tide, and rushed to the center of the conference hall, in front of the thirteen white feather fabrics.
Some people cursed in a low voice, some people slapped the table, and the sound of the collision between their palms and the tabletop was like a muffled thunder. Some people did nothing and just sat, but their faces were more convincing than any curse words.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto stood in the middle of the thirteen captains, folding his arms and looking around, without any unnecessary emotions. Forty-Six Sages was scolding, but he did not stop him or agree with him.
The captains behind him didn't speak either.
Shihōin Qianri stood on the right side, with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes sweeping over Sage's faces, looking at Sage who was now blushing with anger.
Yachiru Unohana stood on the left side, her hand on the handle of the knife, her face as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but people who are familiar with her know that she wants to go out and kill people now.
Yanyuan Jinle pushed up his glasses. The lenses reflected the candlelight, covering his eyes.
Furoufushi Saito had mid-length twintails tied around her eyes. She, Chikiri Shijima and Danjiro Obana stood expressionlessly in the corner with their hands hanging by their sides.
Nobutsuna Shigyo Hold your arms across your chest and hang your hands naturally Bakuzan Katori Stand on the side
Entetsu Kumenoi stood next to Katori, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Senjumaru Shutara stood in the back row, crossing his arms and looking at the wall, as if he was thinking about other things, or as if he was using this method to keep himself patient.
Shiba Ichisegawa stood at the back on the right and Qianri glanced calmly at the angry faces of Sage
Shuichi stood at the end, looking at the angry faces of Sage, listening to their angry voices, and now he was silent.
Forty-Six Sages's scolding continued for a while. Some people scolded Quincy for his cruelty, some scolded Quincy for his breach of trust, and some scolded Quincy for his ambition.
After the scolding, the topic gradually shifted from "What did Quincy do" to "What should we do".
Some people suggested sending troops to clear the place immediately, some suggested reconnaissance first before taking action, and some suggested blocking West Rukongai. Opinions were divided, the voices were noisy, and the meeting hall was like a pot of boiling porridge.
Finally, Yamamoto spoke, his voice was steady, but all the sounds in the meeting hall disappeared at the same time.
"Katori"
Yamamoto turned his head slightly and looked at Bakuzan Katori
"In" Katori stood calmly, his hands hanging down naturally, and his eyes glowing under the light.
"Eighth Division is responsible for the intelligence. You will lead the team and confirm it again."
Katori nodded: "Yes"
Central 46 wanted to say something, but Reiatsu of Yamamoto suppressed it. Apparently Yamamoto was also angry. Quincy, who had lost so many men to defeat, actually came back so soon.
They felt his anger when Reiatsu pressed on Central 46. Central 46 knew that although Yamamoto's face was calm now, he was angry and did not need to explain.
"The meeting is dismissed!" Yamamoto said.
Thirteen captains Shunpo left at the same time
Forty-Six Sages is still sitting on the chair, some are still angry, some have begun to calm down, and some are just sitting there without any expression.
The elder Sage looked at the door of the chamber. He was silent for a moment, and then said, "Yamamoto... it's still the same."