Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

…………

Not long after.

The crimson hue in the dense forest vanished completely, as if it had never existed.

As the guard slashed at White Wing's face, White Wing vanished into spiritual particles.

"Finally solved, that damn Hollow!"

"Such terrifying strength is definitely not that of some nobody; it's probably comparable to a high-ranking official, isn't it?"

"Why would such a terrifying creature exist in the Soul Burial Area?"

"My lord, thank you so much... My lord, what's wrong?"

"..."

Two guards, covered in wounds and with grim faces, stood before the crowd.

on the ground,

Several pieces of clothing were scattered about, but their owners were nowhere to be seen.

"How could this be? Where has Lord Chaofeng gone?"

The students, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately turned pale and became tense again.

"That Hollow seemed to have come from here."

"Shut up and go find her! Even if you have to turn this place upside down, find Lady Chaofeng!"

The guard's expression changed, and he immediately had a bad feeling. He roared loudly.

"If we don't find it, you will all die!"

At this moment, their spiritual pressure erupted without restraint, and their previous joyful mood vanished, replaced by an even greater sense of urgency than that of the students.

If Gang Midai Chao Feng encounters any mishap, they will surely die!

The students' legs went weak and they almost knelt on the ground.

Gin Ichimaru and Rangiku Matsumoto, who were not far away, also sensed the two spiritual pressures and looked up abruptly.

"Stop looking, the soul burial internship isn't over yet."

Mayuki's voice came from behind the two of them, who were holding three unconscious children in their arms.

A child in a spiritual state.

"If you don't finish your internship, you'll have to go back to the Spiritual Arts Academy for a year before you can reapply for graduation. Don't say I didn't warn you then."

A hint of doubt flashed in their eyes, but they wisely chose not to ask.

The main thing is that this guy looks relaxed, so the situation shouldn't be too bad.

Matsumoto Rangiku asked with a smile, "Matsuki, where did you kidnap this child from?"

Aozaki Mayuki said irritably, "I didn't kidnap this; I found it in a nearby town."

“That town is not safe; there are often ghosts around. It’s not safe for these three kids to stay in the town.”

"Let's just have them help us complete our Soul Burial internship, and send them to the Soul Society while we're at it..."

Chapter 51 Central 46

Several days later.

In the ancient Japanese architecture, which is extremely luxurious, there is a towering black-roofed pavilion that seems to disappear into the sky.

The residence of the Tsunayo family.

A cluster of tall, ancient buildings stand together, their pillars, beams, and walls unpainted, exuding an antique charm.

This is the residence of the nobles, the great rulers of Soul Society, one of the four great noble families—

The residence of the Tsunayo family.

Elderly men dressed in magnificent robes sat in high positions, while patterns of ancient trees and mountains were engraved on the tall walls, showcasing their supreme power.

“Sinners, tell us what happened.”

In the center of the council chamber, two men, tortured beyond recognition, knelt.

They were missing limbs, their faces were covered in blood, and they were barely breathing.

One of the men spat out a broken tooth and said weakly:

"Lord Chaofeng...is dead..."

The group of elderly people exchanged a cold glance, closed their eyes, and shook their heads.

Whether Tsunami Dai Chaofeng is dead or alive is not important; what is important is that she is a member of the Tsunami Dai family and represents the face of the Tsunami Dai family.

"How did she die?"

"Someone saw that it was a feint attack on Lord Chaofeng."

The man jolted awake, forcing his limp body to swallow the blood in his mouth and say.

"You are her guards, yet you have to learn how your master died through outsiders. What use are you? Go and be loyal to her!"

"Thank you, sirs!! Thank you, sirs!!"

The two guards knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to express their gratitude, until their heads bled.

For them at this moment, simply being alive was the real pain.

Seeing the two being dragged out of the meeting room by family guards, an elder frowned at the bloodstains on the ground and asked:

What should we do next?

"Have the Central Bureau of Investigation issue an order that this matter be thoroughly investigated and brought to the bottom of!"

Another elder slammed his fist on the table and roared.

The news spread quickly.

The Tsunayo family was in a tense atmosphere. Assassins dressed in black moved through the clan's territory like ghosts, members of each branch who were away were urgently recalled.

The servants looked anxiously toward the central pavilion, their hearts filled with turmoil.

The ruler of Soul Society, one of the five noble bloodlines, is dead.

This is the first time in the Soul Society's millions of years that members of the five noble families have died unnaturally since the Quincy invasion of Soul Society a thousand years ago.

…………

Late that night.

Yamamoto was woken up from his sleep by his deputy. Although he was annoyed by being disturbed from his dream, he suppressed his displeasure and rushed to the main conference room of the Central Academy of Sciences, Room 46, that very night.

Soon, he passed the barracks of each squad, went through the "bamboo forest" made of white pagodas, passed through several gates, and came to a huge stone wall.

The exterior of the stone wall is entirely white, and the stone gate has red and black alternating octagonal patterns.

"Captain-Commander Yamamoto."

Two Shinigami from the 7th Division, who were responsible for guarding the door, stood outside and bowed to Yamamoto.

Yamamoto nodded to them.

The two Grim Reapers opened the door, and what came into view was a familiar wooden bridge, beneath which was a pool of crystal-clear water, and in the center of the pool was a house built of murderous stone.

Yamamoto pushed open the door and entered the central underground conference room.

The interior of the conference room is also an octagonal structure, with a pitch-black floor that resembles a bottomless abyss, giving one a sense of being unable to stand.

Rows and layers of long tables surrounded the entire room, with screens bearing numbers on them. Behind the screens were long benches, where forty-six nobles and elders sat.

Seated at the highest position were six judges, and below them were forty council elders known as sages.

These forty-six people represent the pinnacle of power in the entire Soul Society; they are the highest judicial body in Soul Society... the Central Forty-Six Chambers.

"Commander-in-Chief of the 13th Division of the Gotei 13, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, pays his respects to all the wise men and judges."

Yamamoto stepped forward steadily, a square of white light illuminating the ground where he stepped, and said calmly.

The six judges and forty sages seated in the high positions showed no dissatisfaction; in fact, they all raised the corners of their mouths in smiles to ease the atmosphere, even though Yamamoto couldn't see their faces at all.

No one sitting here is a fool.

Their broader perspective allows them to better understand reality.

This old man is not someone they can manipulate at will.

Even if the other party is willing to obey now, it doesn't mean they will always obey.

If one day the other party gets tired and weary, and no longer wants to play children's games with them, none of us here can withstand the blade that can burn the world to ashes.

The judge seated on the far left, Shihouin Mayo, waved his hand and chuckled softly:

"Our sharpest blade, Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, Lord Yamamoto Shigekuni, congratulations on gaining a new disciple."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni said in a deep voice:

"There's no need for such formalities, Your Honor."

“I know very well why you asked me to come here this time.”

"But before that, I have a question for you gentlemen..."

He paused, his eyes suddenly sharpening, his piercing gaze sweeping over the high-ranking crowd.

"Why did you lords bypass the Gotei 13, the Onmitsukido, and the Kidoshu, and instead have your family guards surround the Shiba family?"

"The Shiba family was once one of the five great noble families, and that remains unchanged even though they left Seireitei!"

The green-haired judge sitting in the middle asked in displeasure:

"According to regulations, any act that harms a nobleman should be severely punished."

"Tsuna died during the Soul Burial training in the present world, and we have not yet held you, the Gotei 13, accountable for your dereliction of duty."

"Or do you think that the life of a nobleman is less important than that of a mere commoner from Rukongai?"

Upon hearing this, the other sages and judges all tensed up.