Chapter 105: Everyone Says I’m a Fool, but I’m Actually One of the Smarter Ones

"Hiss, noble?!"

Ru Yueming held the hot teacup in both hands, with a look of surprise on her face, and took a breath of cold air.

Are you talking about such an exciting topic right from the start?

Seeing the other party's cooperative expression, Qichuan Caoji nodded with satisfaction.

As he expected, no one in Soul Society could resist the temptation to become a noble.

nobody!

When the adult gave him the task, he thought it was a sure thing.

If the common people of Rukongai regard becoming a god of death as their lifelong goal and are willing to fight for it throughout their lives.

Then becoming a noble is the goal that Death strives for.

Except for the members of Division 6 and a few noble Shinigami captains and chief officers, the Shinigami who came from Rukongai civilians simply could not refuse such an offer.

Qichuan Caoji nodded, with a slightly unconcealable arrogance on his expression.

"As long as you are willing to pay your loyalty, you can stand at the top of power."

Ruyue Ming closed her eyes with a beautiful expression on her face, as if she was imagining the happy time after becoming a noble.

Seeing him like this, Qichuan Caoji suddenly felt relieved about him.

Based on his level of understanding of people, there was nothing fake about this appearance, after all, the saliva was almost flowing out.

When Kisaragi Ming finally recovered from his fantasy, Sichuan Caoji took out the last king bomb:

"And when the time comes, even if you want to become the captain of Team 11, that adult will support you."

"Even if you don't have the qualifications to become a captain, I will defy all opinions and send you to that position!"

"This is something that even the Sifengyuan family cannot guarantee!"

Hearing this, Ru Yueming's face turned red and she asked excitedly:

"Really, is it really okay?"

"But I haven't even mastered swastika yet..."

Qichuan Caoji nodded slightly and said calmly:

"Don't worry, these are not problems."

"Mastering the swastika is not a requirement to become a captain."

"Among the captains of the past generations, there are also such outliers."

"Besides, your talent is very good, which is why that adult is willing to invest in you."

Ruyue Ming is thoughtful.

It seems that there is some truth in it.

Everyone in the Soul Society knows that his talent is unparalleled, even Yamamoto is not even close to him. In the future, he will be the white jade pillar that holds the sky and the purple golden beam that holds the sea in the Soul Society.

It is quite normal for nobles to come to win over him at this time.

Just as he was thinking this, Qichuan Caoji glanced at the night outside the window, bowed slightly and said:

"Since Ruyue Sanxi is willing to be loyal to that adult, I'm relieved."

"But now is not the time to make it public. Remember to keep it secret and don't let the fourth person know about our conversation."

"The Lord will propose this matter when the next meeting of the Golden Seal nobles is convened, and then the lower nobles will have another member of the Ruyue family."

Kisaragi Ming nodded repeatedly: "It's easy to talk, don't worry, I'll keep it a secret. You can't find anyone in Soul Society who has a stricter mouth than me."

Hearing this, Qichuan Caoji felt relieved, and the two stood up to say goodbye and left the 11th Squadron.

Ruyue Ming looked at the backs of the two people disappearing into the night, a look of thought flashed in his eyes, but he quickly gave up this unnecessary behavior, turned around and went back to the house to sleep.

…………

Early next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the team building, many team members were already busy.

Soul Society has a large population and a lot of tasks.

In addition to their own duties, Team 13 often needs to go to Rukongai to maintain world peace.

After experiencing two Daxu invasions in a short period of time, Yamamoto directly increased the patrol work of Rukongai, increasing the manpower by more than three times to patrol it.

But not everyone gets busy with work the first time they wake up in the morning.

Yamamoto is one of them.

He likes to warm up a pot of tea under the sunshine in the early morning, when the team building is the quietest, and taste it carefully while letting his mind reach the state of being as calm as an ancient well.

Because only in this way can he achieve maximum efficiency when handling official duties.

Yamamoto sat cross-legged on the terrace outside the tea room, holding a tea cup in both hands, with a peaceful mind, quietly enjoying the few free time.

"It's really..."

"teacher!"

"Captain!"

"Lord Genryusai!"

"Something bad is going to happen!"

The sudden deafening roar outside the team building almost startled Yamamoto to drop the teacup in his hand.

When he noticed who the owner of the voice was, an old face suddenly darkened.

Akira Kisaragi excitedly broke into the first team's building, but the two strong men of the first team, Takuchojiro and Okiga Genshiro, couldn't stop him.

Looking at the young man's face that suddenly appeared in front of him, Yamamoto took a deep breath, put the tea cup on the small table next to him, then sat up straight and walked into the tea room.

"Hey, teacher, what are you going to do?"

"Get you a gift."

"How embarrassing. What kind of gift is it?"

"You'll know when you see it..."

Kisaragi Akira frowned, unable to remember what day it was today, and Yamamoto actually prepared a gift for him.

Not long after, Yamamoto slowly walked out of the room, holding a dark purple knife with a dark purple handle, an oval blade, and a blade burning with flames.

Seeing this, Ru Yueming's eyes widened:

"You can't do it, teacher, this is your life-and-death relationship. If you just give it to me like this, wouldn't it be..."

Blue veins popped up on Yamamoto's forehead: "When did I say that I would give you the Blade Ruohuo?"

"You said it yourself..."

Kisaragi Akira's steps were inconspicuous as he retreated, and he suddenly realized that today didn't seem to be a good time. It wouldn't be too late to report back tomorrow when Yamamoto's anger subsided.

Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.

When the danger instinct exploded, a big hand stretched out, grabbed the back of Ru Yueming's neck, ignored the embarrassing wailing sound, and carried him directly into the newly repaired dojo.

Soon, the first team building was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Outside the dojo, Takuchojiro and Okiga Genshiro looked at each other, both seeing the look of helplessness on each other's faces.

The good news is that the Captain is no longer as lifeless as before.

The bad news is that Captain Unohana has been commissioned to develop the latest antihypertensive drug.

I hope this kid like Ming Ruyue can survive the iron fist of the captain.

…………

After giving Kisaragi Akira a good beating, Yamamoto suddenly felt refreshed, much more comfortable than drinking hot tea every morning.

Ru Yueming jumped up from the ground like a carp, and then lay down straight on the floor with a muffled thud.

"Help me up, I can still deliver..."

He staggered and struggled for a while before he recovered.

When he fully recovered, Yamamoto came over with a tea table and placed it between the two of them. He poured two cups of tea and pushed it in front of Kisaragi Akira.

"Tell me, what's the big deal?"

The old man sipped the tea and said lightly.

After the previous invasion of Soul Society by Sal Apollo, Yamamoto said that nothing could surprise him anymore.

Ruyue Ming knocked on his still shaking head and replied nonchalantly:

"Oh, it's actually not a big deal."

"An old guy named Qichuan Caogen came to me last night and said that as long as I am loyal to that lord, he will make me a lower-level noble."

"Hey, who does he think he is?"

Ruyue Ming recovered completely and snorted disdainfully, "Shafulin, please give it back to that adult."

"He's just a rat who doesn't even dare to reveal his name!"

He recounted all the details one by one, directly severing justice with Akira Kisaragi, who had the tightest mouth in Soul Society last night.

After hearing this, Yamamoto lowered his eyes slightly, and a look of thought flashed through his slightly narrowed eyes.

The stupid disciple, what a loser, is clearly the head of the Qichuan family of the lower nobles, Qichuan Caoji, the most loyal dog of one of the five nobles.

A hint of gloom flashed across his eyes. Yamamoto didn't expect that he had already given in to such an extent. This group of people actually refused to give up and insisted on stirring up the muddy waters among the nobles to the Gotei 13 and even the entire Soul Society.

If it weren't for the stability of Soul Society, how could I compromise like this?

Although he tried his best not to participate in the war involving the rebels, how could Yamamoto, as the captain of the Thirteenth Team, not know that these so-called rebels were largely supported by nobles.

The huge Soul Society has been turned into a mess by this group of arrogant people, and no one can live in peace.

Is it easy for me, an old man who is several thousand years old, to work hard every day for the peace and stability of Soul Society?

Just thinking about this, an unknown fire arose in Yamamoto's heart, and he wanted to pull out his sword and kill him.

After feeling sulky for a while, he looked at his incompetent disciple and lowered his voice:

"What do you think about this?"

Hearing this, Ru Yueming raised her head, glanced at her rigid-minded teacher as if looking at a fool, and said unabashedly:

"Do you even need to think about it? Of course..."

Before he finished speaking, Yamamoto's fists were ignited with flames, and he looked like you're talking nicely, which immediately made Kisaragi Akira restrain his arrogance.

He smiled coquettishly and explained: "Of course I am on your side, teacher."

Ruyue Ming prides himself on being unable to outsmart these old yinbi who have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, but he knows one thing very well.

This is a world where force is supreme.

That group of nobles relied on their seniority to master some of Soul Society's Noble Phantasms and some unknown secrets.

Because Yamamoto was concerned about the stability of Soul Society, he acted recklessly.

If it were Yamamoto who fought against Yhwach hundreds of years ago, these nobles would never dare to be so angry.

Otherwise, the sword ghost will be really angry and the whole village will eat together.

At that time, Yamamoto was carrying the Ryuken Wakahu from one end of Soul Society to the other without blinking an eye.

It's just that after hundreds of years of self-cultivation, it has gradually converged.

Yamamoto now has too many worries.

We must not only consider the balance between the various forces in Soul Society, but also beware of disasters that may destroy the world at any time.

They even have to prevent some nobles from jumping over the wall and directly pulling Soul Society into an irreversible abyss.

Now the nobles have reached out to him again, as if they no longer take Yamamoto into consideration.

In other words, in their opinion, Yamamoto is just an old guy who just obeys orders and is not worth mentioning at all.

After all, for so many years, he has never questioned the orders of Room 46, and will only carry them out firmly.

Upon hearing this answer, Yamamoto nodded with satisfaction.

Even if this kid still has some conscience, it's not in vain for him to take more care of him.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Now that the Sichuan family has issued an invitation on behalf of the five nobles, it is no longer possible to stay out of the matter."

Hearing this, Ru Yueming frowned and fell into deep thought.

In fact, his first thought was to let Yamamoto directly use Wushuang, and just kill whichever one didn't like him.

Those nobles sounded nice, but in fact they were just bad-mouthed.

When it comes to military force, all of them combined can't withstand the scorching hell of a few shots from the Ryuken Ruohuo, let alone a world-defying Noble Phantasm like the residual fire sword.

But Yamamoto will definitely not agree. Doing so will undoubtedly completely shatter the order of Soul Society, and the peace that has been maintained for countless years will collapse in an instant.

I racked my brain and couldn't seem to think of any suitable solution.

Yamamoto looked at Kisaragi Ming with a constipated expression on his forehead and sighed deeply.

Okay, this stupid disciple is not that good, so let’s not embarrass him.

Just when he was about to speak, Ru Yueming's eyes suddenly lit up:

"I got it."

"Let's do this first, then that, and finally solve it in the final wave!"

When he finished speaking, he suddenly discovered that Yamamoto was looking at him with an unkind expression, and the hand holding the tea cup slowly lowered his hand, with a vague tendency to pinch his fingers together and clenched them into a fist.

"Ahem, it's actually a false promise that I will break into the enemy camp, obtain the corresponding intelligence, and then take down these uneasy factors in one fell swoop."

Ruyue Ming was afraid that the old man would punch him again, so he spoke his thoughts very quickly.

Hearing this, Yamamoto stared at the young man in front of him in surprise, seriously suspecting that someone had changed his brain.

Something's wrong!

With this kid's intelligence, he shouldn't have come up with such a solution.

He knew Kisaragi Ming all too well.

If you can be reckless, never use your brain, as if you have a grudge against your own brain.

Do everything intuitively.

"It's too dangerous, I can't agree."

After a moment of thinking, Yamamoto shook his head, "Can you guarantee that your true purpose will not be discovered by the nobles?"

"If you are not careful, you will be in an abyss."

"Unless the order is completely broken by then, even I won't be able to save you."

Hearing this, Ru Yueming scratched his head and said in confusion:

"is it hard?"

"Actually, I feel pretty good. After all, teacher, you have never noticed my ambition to become the captain."

Yamamoto: "?"

After taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed the impulsive thought of punching the traitor to death.

Glancing at the angry Yamamoto, Kisaragi said cautiously:

"In fact, there is no better way, right?"

"Faced with the superior nobles, either be assimilated, or choose to take the initiative."

Yamamoto was silent.

He clearly understands the pros and cons and the meaning of these words.

But after experiencing similar painful things, Yamamoto was unwilling to let his disciples put themselves in danger again.

There must be other ways...