In Soul Society, love and bond begin

"Hey!"

Buzby suddenly opened his eyes, a smug smile on his face, and turned his head provocatively in Hasward's direction.

However, when he noticed that this guy was still holding his sword and seemed to have noticed nothing, the arrogant expression on his face unconsciously drooped, and he looked quite bored.

Ever since seeing the power of that Death Monk, Hasward seems to have increased the intensity of his training, right?

Buzby lowered his eyes slightly.

Even now, Buzby can still remember how cowardly he looked when he was protected by Haswood and faced the big monk.

Just recalling that scene, he unconsciously clenched his fists.

I don't know what's happening with the Empire now.

And, that guy Yhwach...

hateful!

You have to become stronger!

Buzby gritted his teeth and thought hatefully.

However, just as he entered a meditative state again.

Hasward suddenly seemed to realize something, frowned slightly, and looked back in the distance.

Almost the moment his eyes swept over it.

In the dim and white space, a dark 'dot' suddenly appeared.

At the moment this subtle spatial disturbance appeared, Buzby, who was in a meditative state, subconsciously stood up from the bed. He paused for a moment, then rushed out of the room.

In his hand he tightly grasped a standard spiritual weapon spear.

Doubtful.

As he ran out of the house, he turned around and shouted, "Hastward! Go and inform everyone!"

"Maybe those damn Grim Reapers are attacking!"

However, Haschwalth seemed not to have heard his voice at all, and walked slowly towards the reflection.

"Hey! Haschwalth!"

Buzby looked stunned and shouted loudly.

"That's fatal stupidity, Buzby."

Just as he was shouting, he saw another tall man yawning, lazily walking out of the room and sighing helplessly.

"ha--?!"

Buzby turned his head sharply and said viciously, "What did you say! Bastard Yaskin?!"

However, a hint of fear flashed across his eyes.

Although this guy looks impulsive and reckless.

But in fact, Neri is a very restrained guy.

The future lethal dose. The current candidate Knight Order member, Yaskin Nakruval, lazily extended a finger and tapped his head. "Use your brain, Lord Candidate Knight Bazby."

"If it's the 'enemy' coming, it means our large force outside has been wiped out - otherwise no one would get this news."

"Furthermore, facing an enemy capable of annihilating a large force, there is no possibility of our survival."

"But how could your Majesty, with his wisdom, allow such a thing to happen?"

Yaskin walked forward, wiping the sleep from his eyes. "Naturally, there's only one answer."

"The people on the other side are our own."

"..."

Buzby was startled at first.

When he turned around, he saw that the remaining candidate knights were all slowly walking towards the direction where the spirit particle fluctuations came from.

He seemed to be the only one looking nervous.

He looked at the crowd around him, then at the spear in his hand, thought for a moment, and finally threw it aside, quickly following Hasward.

No matter what, anyway...if it's that guy, there's no mistake!

......

"Clap!"

The pitch-black boots landed on the shadowy ground, making a crisp sound.

Yhwach's cloak fluttered as he strode forward.

Behind him followed several members of the Stern Cross Knights in pure white uniforms.

However, after they walked out of the space channel built by Baber, they saw rows of dozens of candidate knights half-kneeling and waiting quietly in place.

"Greetings to Your Majesty——"

Yhwach simply glanced at everyone present, his gaze fell on Haschwalth who was in the front, and he nodded slightly.

"Hastwald, you are very good."

"All of this is a reward from Your Majesty."

Haschwalth's expression remained calm and polite, without any change.

After saying this, Yhwach strode through the crowd kneeling in front of him without looking at anyone else.

"Get up."

Only after he had passed through everyone did he say this calmly.

However, this level of praise alone immediately attracted the gazes of several candidate knights present, with expressions of disdain, doubt, mockery, and even jealousy.

However, Hasward ignored them all and stood there calmly.

For the vast majority of Quincies, His Majesty Yhwach is the supreme god and a belief that cannot be slandered.

Being selected as candidate members of the Stern Cross Knights, their faith is naturally beyond doubt.

It’s a pity that when faith is too deep, it also brings about some other emotions.

"Oh--"

Just as Haschwald was about to follow His Majesty, a beautiful woman with long golden hair lifted her military cap and reached out to Haschwald without hesitation. She put her arm around Haschwald's shoulders and said with a smile as if she were a little brother:

"I can actually receive His Majesty's praise."

"You are very capable!"

The woman's uniform was open, revealing a vast expanse of deep scenery. The buttons of her shirt were tightly stretched, as if they would be shaken open by overly elastic jelly if not handled with care.

She tilted her head slightly, her cheek towards Haschwalth, and whispered, intentionally or unintentionally, "I wonder if the 'man' part of you is also so capable?"

Haschwalth remained expressionless, standing quietly in the same place, unwavering.

"Sir Knight, if you have no other orders, I will depart."

As he spoke, he glanced at the woman who was so close to him and whose breath was as fragrant as orchid with an almost indifferent look.

Even when facing official knights, powerful men who had been awarded "Holy Blood" by His Majesty, he did not show any fear.

The woman couldn't help but smile.

Eyes flickering.

It is such a lovely child that is worth teasing!

However, before she could say anything else, she heard the yellow-haired girl passing behind her say coldly: "La Ai, His Majesty is watching you."

The woman called 'La Ai' was startled at first, then subconsciously turned her head to look forward.

However, only the back of His Majesty Yhwach was reflected in his field of vision.

“Metal!!”

Laai turned his head sharply and raised his voice.

Unfortunately, when she turned around, the yellow-haired girl named 'Metal' had already left quickly and followed Yhwach's footsteps.

La Ai was left alone, still looking embarrassed.

"Lai, you'd better restrain yourself."

The big man behind him whispered, "These reserve players can't stand your 'joke'."

"whispering sound!"

La Ai then shook off Hasward and strode forward, shouting in dissatisfaction:

"What's it to you, stupid Pik!"

The big guy following behind them was the one who had gone to Soul Society to challenge and blocked Wang Tuchuan Yu Xuji's sword.

Pico scratched his head and looked at Laai's jumping Meitao with a silly smile.

Hasward seemed to be completely oblivious to what was happening before his eyes. He followed them quietly, his steps measured as if by a ruler.

He only glanced at the knights following behind Yhwach.

"Six people?"

"Are these the only ones left, or..."

As he thought about it, he quickened his pace.

His brows furrowed slightly.

......

"Ryoma, this is your share."

As Fujimiya Makoto spoke, he handed three black beads the size of a knuckle to Kurayashiki Ryoma.

He was still quite caring towards his old subordinate.

Kuryashiki Ryoma looked at the small beads in his palm and raised his head in confusion:

"Master Fujimiya, what is this...?"

Fujimiya Makoto casually explained, "This thing is called 'Hollow Pill'. It's a product that the Development Bureau has recently extracted from the 'Hollow Power'. It's very effective against Quincies."

"When you use it, remember to mix it with the ghost path and throw it out together."

"It can allow your spiritual power to take on some of the properties of 'void power'."

"Eh--?"

Kuryashiki Ryoma looked at the inconspicuous little bead in his hand in surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

"Just don't tell anyone else."

Fujimiya Makoto smiled and said, "It seems this is a special supply for seats of five or more, and the quantity doesn't seem to be quite enough."

Kuryashiki Ryoma carefully put the Kyomaru into his sleeve and nodded seriously:

"Yes, Master Fujimiya!"

However, just as he lowered his head, he saw a big hand silently pressing on the top of his head.

Kuryashiki Ryoma was stunned at first.

Then, Fujimiya Makoto lowered his voice with a kind smile: "And... you spread rumors about me, didn't you?"

"Don't run after the battle!"

"Just wait and see how I whip you."

Kuryashiki Ryoma's whole body twitched as if he had the hiccups, and his whole body became stiff.

After witnessing the fight between Lord Fujimiya and the Captain-General with their own eyes, no one could doubt the strength of this Lord anymore.

At most, I would doubt his XP.

"Eh--?!"