The Shinigami the Unforgiven, Chapter 14: The Movements of Unohana, Silbern.
A legendary Quincy holy land.
No one knows how this legend spread in the isolated Old Land.
No one can say for sure when it spread.
Just like boiling water before drinking it, it's unclear who spread it, yet a nationwide consensus can be reached.
According to legend, one must traverse heaven and earth to reach Silbern, the sacred land where the sealed king resides.
Previously, Uryū Ishida didn't quite understand the definitions of heaven and earth, but after experiencing it firsthand, he understood.
The so-called sky is Sky Island that is lifted up by the wind.
The darkness beneath the Sky Island is the earth.
Emerging from the darkness, the sunlight was blinding the moment I reached the ground.
The whole world became exceptionally dazzling.
The pure white walls, bathed in light, were so tall that they seemed to support the entire sky.
Calling it a holy site is no exaggeration.
Uryū Ishida squinted as he pushed the motorcycle powered by the Spiritual Power left behind by Kisuke Urahara.
He didn't ride up to Silbern because he felt a little dizzy, probably because he had just come up.
He wanted to walk for a while to slow down before riding his motorcycle to the distant Silbern.
However, the dizziness did not subside and instead worsened.
Uryū Ishida finally realized it wasn't the sunlight; his neck was itchy. He reached up to scratch it, and the texture of his skin felt a little strange.
There was a lump there, the size of a Riot Games, which had appeared out of nowhere.
"This..." His thoughts became sluggish. He remembered being stung by something down there; it turned out to be poisonous.
He suddenly felt weak in his limbs.
The only thing to do is to fall towards the motorcycle to avoid being crushed.
My forehead slammed into the ground, my vision blurred, and I struggled to turn my head. Someone was walking towards me in the sunlight, with long hair draped over their shoulders, but I couldn't make out their face.
"Mother..."
He murmured, his eyelids closed completely, and he sank into a deep darkness.
As a young boy, he walked along the path and saw his mother waiting ahead. Excitedly, he opened his arms and shouted, "Mommy, Mommy!"
The image of my mother shattered like a bubble.
The room was dark and cold. The mother lay on the operating table, cut open by a slender blade. The man who dissected her had long, silver hair that covered his ears.
"Don't want!"
Uryū Ishida exclaimed in surprise, sitting up abruptly with sweat beading on his forehead. Realizing he had just been dreaming, his racing heart gradually calmed down.
He looked at the quilt in front of him, then turned his head to look out the sliding door, where there was a Japanese-style garden.
A wooden deer scarepost sits by the small pond, occasionally tapping a stone to produce a clear, bell-like sound.
Green grass surrounds the pond, with a pebble-paved path and two pine trees planted along the courtyard wall.
Where is this?
Uryū Ishida was a little dazed. He remembered seeing someone before he fainted, so it wasn't a hallucination after all.
He reached down and touched the back of his neck; the swollen lump had disappeared.
Light footsteps sounded from outside. Uryū Ishida looked toward the sliding door, and with the soft sliding of the door, a very beautiful woman appeared before him.
Her features were exquisite, her skin as white as snow, and she wore a classic moon-white kimono with cherry blossoms adorning the cuffs, making her seem like a fairy who had stepped out of a dream.
Uryū Ishida was stunned; he had never seen such a beautiful woman before.
While Kūkaku is undeniably beautiful, her overly bold personality makes it difficult for anyone to harbor any ill intentions, as I've suffered her iron fists countless times since childhood.
Unlike the woman before him, who exuded a gentle and tender temperament.
"You're awake. Do you feel unwell anywhere?"
The gentle, soothing voice made Uryū Ishida blush. He instinctively pushed up his glasses to hide his panic, saying, "No, it's nothing. Thank you for saving my life. My name is Uryū Ishida. May I ask your name?"
" Retsu Unohana, a doctor with considerable knowledge of herbs."
She replied gently, "I did not save your life. The bite from the black butterfly is not fatal; it will just leave you unconscious for two or three days."
Even without me, you can still survive.
Uryū Ishida shook his head and said, "If I were to encounter a Hollow while unconscious, I would be in great danger."
" Silbern is a sacred place; the Pure-Blood Quincy residing within its walls will not allow Hollows to set foot here."
Retsu Unohana laughed as she explained to him, " Quincy are stronger than Hollows, but there are very few Quincy outside."
Because almost all pure- Quincy stayed inside the city, the Mixed-Blood Quincy stayed outside were all killed by His Yhwach Auswählen.
Uryū Ishida clenched his fist tightly. Yhwach! Wait, who said all the Mixed-Blood Quincy are dead?
He suddenly realized that he was Mixed-Blood Quincy, yet he had not died in the Auswählen.
In that case, he might be able to impersonate Pure-Blood Quincy and infiltrate Silbern to get close to Yhwach and assassinate him.
"Miss Unohana, I'd like to ask if Pure-Blood Quincy from outside the region are allowed to enter Silbern?"
"Of course, you can enter Silbern by using the Heilig Pfeil spell from the west Silbern."
Retsu Unohana replied with a smile.
Uryū Ishida made up his mind. He threw back the covers, stood up, and said, "Thank you for taking care of me, but I have other matters to attend to and cannot stay here any longer."
She didn't ask what it was about, but her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes as she smiled and said, "Whatever you do, please be careful and take care of your safety."
"She's so gentle," Uryū Ishida thought, feeling a warm glow in his heart. He couldn't help but ask, "Why do you wear your hair down instead of up?"
Perhaps it was because of his mother that he had a particular fondness for women with their hair up, yet at this moment he suddenly asked her this question.
The Fairy Tree Romance
Realizing his rudeness, Uryū Ishida hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked such a rude question."
"It's alright." Retsu Unohana didn't blame him. She rolled up a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled, "The man I love really likes the way I look with my hair down."
Cut... Uryū Ishida, fifteen years old, his hazy first love just ended, lasting three minutes.
"He must be very outstanding to make you like him."
Retsu Unohana's expression softened even more. "To say she's excellent is an understatement."
However, he's a womanizer, juggling five women at once, and there might be others I don't know about. You absolutely mustn't be like that man."
"Huh?!"
Uryū Ishida was stunned. "Can you allow something like this to happen?"
"There's nothing we can do about it."
Retsu Unohana chuckled softly, "He's still young, his personality is like a child's. He's afraid of being alone, and he wants to hold anything he likes in his arms."
"Please give him a good scolding."
Uryū Ishida complained that he was still not satisfied with having such a beautiful and gentle woman as Retsu Unohana, and was looking for other women.
This is absolutely outrageous!
Retsu Unohana's eyes remained narrowed as she chuckled and said, "Haha, it's not bad to tease him like that once in a while."