Help! I am bound to Aizen!-Chapter 188

Chapter 188

The Sternritter?

Hearing this term, Kaelith paused in surprise.

Even though he had only read the opening chapters of the Thousand-Year Blood War arc before his transmigration, he still knew about the Sternritter—this was the name of the Quincy forces in that conflict.

But Aizen hadn’t yet become a captain, and Ichigo Kurosaki hadn’t even been born. Why had the Sternritter already appeared in the Seireitei?

All this time since arriving here, he’d never given much thought to the events of the Thousand-Year Blood War. To him, that conflict was at least a century or two away. Worrying prematurely was a waste; it was better to spend that time training and increasing his strength.

Yet in the blink of an eye, the enemy stood right before him!

A chilling sense of foreboding climbed up his spine, closing around his throat like a vise.

Although he hadn’t personally witnessed it, the images that had circulated through various groups online in his past life, as well as all the intel he had gathered, made one fact very clear:

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto would die in the Thousand-Year Blood War.

Recalling the image of that old man’s death, Kaelith’s reiatsu began to stir and grow restless.

Shaking off his daze, he acted without hesitation and spoke up:

“Bakudō #63: Sajō Sabaku!”

Whoosh!

Several chains of condensed reiatsu surged forth from thin air, binding Bambietta Basterbine’s limbs and stretching them taut.

Next, Kaelith brought his hands together in a precise sequence of incantations:

“Iron sand forming the wall, monk-shaped tower, glowing iron… converge silently, then subdue—Bakudō #75: Gochūtekkan!”

The instant he spoke, five massive iron pillars materialized from nowhere inside the laboratory and came crashing down onto Bambietta’s limbs and head, pinning her firmly to the spot!

The crushing weight forced a scream from Bambietta’s throat.

Yet Kaelith had no intention of stopping. Fixing his eyes on her, he raised his voice again:

“Bakudō #62: Hyapporankan!”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Multiple rods of solidified reiatsu formed midair and rained down from every direction. Like a volley of spears, they pierced through Bambietta’s arms, legs, shoulders—various points across her body.

These glowing rods not only caused piercing wounds; they also disrupted her reiatsu flow at multiple sources, making it impossible for her to manipulate spirit energy.

In the midst of her screams, Bambietta finally grasped what was happening.

These techniques were Bakudō—forms of Kidō. And that attire on this person’s body was a Shihakushō.

Two clues came together, confirming this person’s identity:

The Quincy’s mortal enemy—the Shinigami!

Why had she encountered a Shinigami? Weren’t they supposed to be little more than figures found in textbooks?

Eyes wide, Bambietta glared furiously at Kaelith.

At the same time, she desperately tried to activate every ability she could muster:

Blut Arterie, Blut Vene, and even the Quincy’s ultimate technique she had only recently learned—Vollständig!

Yet under Kaelith’s crushing reiatsu and his skillful web of Bakudō, none of these abilities could manifest. Each time she tried to draw in even a tiny amount of reishi from the surrounding air, Kaelith intervened and disrupted its flow, making her efforts futile.

Adding to her torment, the rods skewering her limbs inflicted agonizing pain.

Though a member of the Sternritter, she now seemed like nothing more than a lamb awaiting slaughter, utterly powerless.

Confirming that Bambietta could no longer resist, Kaelith shouted:

“Kisuke! Mayuri!”

Seconds later, Kisuke Urahara’s voice sounded from outside:

“Kaelith-san?”

“Kisuke, get Mayuri and go find my teacher! Then get my senior brother and Captain Hikifune to come as well… tell my teacher there’s an emergency! Prepare for battle!”

Hearing Kaelith’s shout through the closed door, Kisuke Urahara’s eyes widened.

In just a few short sentences, Kaelith had delivered information that set Kisuke’s nerves on edge. Even through the specially designed barrier that suppressed reiatsu, Kisuke could sense a terrifying disturbance inside the lab.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Kisuke nodded. “Understood!”

He spun around and took off running.

After alerting Mayuri so he could summon Shunsui Kyōraku and Kirio Hikifune, Kisuke rushed at full speed toward the First Division barracks.

Along the way, a few onlookers noticed him and couldn’t help feeling astonished.

Was that… Kisuke Urahara, Fourth Seat of the Second Division?

They’d never seen him move so fast. Compared to his usual displays, this was an entirely different level of skill.

Then, after Kisuke passed by, another figure dashed across Seireitei in a different direction.

This second individual, wearing a white coat that marked them as part of Kaelith’s Technical Bureau, was unfamiliar to most. Nonetheless, seeing the two sprint away, the onlooking Shinigami exchanged baffled glances.

…

Kisuke Urahara, holding nothing back, arrived at the entrance to the First Division barracks in record time.

Two gatekeepers barred his way:

“Halt! State your identity!”

Kisuke replied swiftly, “I am Kisuke Urahara, Fourth Seat of the Second Division. I have urgent business with the Head Captain.”

The guards frowned. While a Fourth Seat was not low-ranking, requesting a direct audience with the Head Captain was audacious. They considered sending someone to contact Lieutenant Chōjirō Sasakibe first.

But before they could speak, Kisuke added, “I’m here on behalf of Kaelith, the Third Seat.”

“!!”

Hearing Kaelith’s name, both guards started in surprise.

“Show your identification.”

One of the Shinigami extended his hand.

Kisuke quickly presented his credentials.

After verifying them and confirming no issue, the guards stepped aside.

The crossed halberds parted to allow him through.

“Enter.”

Observing how quickly their attitude changed at the mention of Kaelith, Kisuke felt a twinge of admiration. Even if his own boss could be a trickster at times, Kaelith’s name certainly carried weight.

Once inside the First Division grounds, Kisuke scanned the area. This was his first time here, and he didn’t know where to find the Head Captain’s office.

He was about to ask someone when a voice, old and steady, reached his ears:

[Over here.]

Startled, Kisuke immediately bowed his head respectfully and hurried toward the source of the voice.

Soon, he arrived at a study with its door left open.

Inside, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto stood behind a desk, brush in hand, writing something. Without lifting his eyes, the old man spoke calmly:

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“Kaelith sent you? What has happened?”

Kisuke stepped forward, stopping at the doorway:

“Report, Head Captain! Kaelith-san requests your immediate presence at the Second Division! He says it’s an emergency situation and asks that you be prepared for combat!”

At these words, Yamamoto’s brush froze in midair.

He raised his head to regard Kisuke.

Worried that the Head Captain might doubt him, Kisuke opened his mouth to elaborate—

But before he could speak, he realized something astonishing: Yamamoto had vanished from his sight.

He’d been watching the Head Captain continuously, yet the old man had simply disappeared. That level of Shunpo was beyond imagination.

Dazed for a brief moment, Kisuke quickly turned to head back.

But as he stepped outside the First Division gate, a thought struck him.

Hesitating for two seconds, he changed direction and headed toward the Fifth Division barracks…