Help! I am bound to Aizen!-Chapter 206

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Chapter 206

“We don’t have time to waste on him. Kill him.”

Aizen walked over, applying light pressure with his thumb to push part of the blade out of its scabbard.

Although he was tempted to bring Grimmjow back as raw material, priorities were priorities.

If wasting time on a single Adjuchas cost them the chance to severely damage Las Noches, it would be more than a simple waste—it would be a crime.

Hearing Aizen’s words, Grimmjow arched his back slightly, baring his fangs.

Kaelith raised a hand, blocking Aizen.

He stepped toward Grimmjow.

“Big cat, what do you think the difference in strength is between you and me?”

Grimmjow thought for a moment. “My strength is maybe a third of yours.”

Kaelith shook his head with a grin.

“You little cat, where do you get that confidence?”

“Not a third—right now, you can’t even reach a fifth of my power.”

“With such a huge gap, if I don’t guide you, if I don’t hold back, I could end your life in no more than two moves.”

“In such a short time, you’d have no chance to push your limits or gain any insights.”

Grimmjow fell silent, pondering.

Kaelith’s words seemed to carry some truth.

But here in Hueco Mundo, he could hardly find any worthy opponents.

If he didn’t challenge Kaelith, what else could he do?

Living forever as an Adjuchas, constantly fearing regression into a Gillian, sounded worse than death.

“What are you trying to say?”

Unable to think of anything else, Grimmjow asked directly.

Kaelith chuckled. “Let’s make a deal.”

“Sōsuke Aizen over there—the Shinigami who wants to kill you—and I are heading to Las Noches to stir up some trouble.”

“Come with us. Listen to my instructions and lend us a hand.”

“Once it’s done, I’ll spar with you from time to time. I’ll tailor the training, give you proper guidance. How about that?”

Las Noches?

Grimmjow looked a bit surprised when he heard that.

“Las Noches is Barragan’s domain—countless Adjuchas dwell there.”

“Lately, plenty of powerful Shinigami have been showing up in the vicinity.”

“You really plan on going there?”

Kaelith tilted his head slightly. “Cat, that’s the difference between us.”

“What you see as an extremely dangerous place to avoid at all costs, I see as just another testing ground.”

“My power didn’t come from someone else—I forged it by stepping into life-and-death battles over and over, pushing myself in the midst of terror.”

“If you want to understand why I’m this strong, the first thing you should do is come with me!”

Seeing Kaelith’s unwavering confidence, Grimmjow considered for a few seconds, then nodded.

“I understand.”

“You’re strong, so I’ll trust you.”

“As you say, I’ll go with you.”

Kaelith looked at the snowy-white cat in front of him, a faint smile curving his lips like an angel.

Then he glanced back at Aizen, grinning like a devil.

Aizen: “…”

Sure, it was just a Hollow, but Kaelith truly treated it like nothing.

“Woohoo!!”

The two men and one panther sped across the desert.

Well, to be precise, it was one panther galloping at full speed. Kaelith was perched on top, riding high.

At that moment, he finally understood the pleasure of a tribal chieftain.

Straddling a giant cat, one hand gripping the fur on its neck, the other raised in triumph, he whooped and hollered without restraint.

Such joy is reserved for the most mature men with a mental age under seven. Originally, Kaelith wanted Aizen to hop on for a spin.

But Aizen firmly, seriously declined.

Clad in his Shihakushō, he used Shunpo to flicker gracefully through the air, his robes fluttering like an otherworldly sage—an exact contrast to Kaelith’s raucous display below.

After who knew how long, Aizen suddenly appeared by Kaelith’s side in a burst of Shunpo.

“We’re almost there.”

Hearing this, Kaelith leapt off the big cat.

“Man, that was a long run. I’m beat.”

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He rolled his neck, letting out a sigh of relief.

“?”

Grimmjow eyed him in confusion.

I was the one doing all the running—why are you the one who’s tired?

Aizen remained expressionless, clearly used to Kaelith’s antics.

Sensing the shifting spiritual pressure in the air, Aizen nodded. “It’s already begun.”

“Oh-ho!” Kaelith grinned. “They’re pretty quick. Should we make our move too?”

Aizen nodded.

He took out a sheet of paper from his robes. “Earlier, I captured a few Hollows from Las Noches.”

“By interrogating them, I managed to sketch a rough map of the place.”

“This is where we need to go.”

He pointed at a high tower near the edge of the map.

“This is where the Shinigami are staying.”

“Knowing Senzo Tsunayashiro’s caution, he’s not likely to separate his subordinates too much. He’s probably there himself.”

“His room is most likely in one of these spots. We’ll start by focusing on these areas.”

Kaelith raised his hand.

“Teacher Aizen, why not go to the top floor?”

“Because that’s just an attic. You can’t live there.”

Kaelith nodded in sudden understanding.

Aizen was about to continue when Kaelith quickly raised his hand again.

“Teacher Aizen, why go to that old man’s room?”

“If we want to ambush him, we could just track his spiritual pressure, couldn’t we?”

Aizen gave a slight nod, glad to hear such a pertinent question.

Lowering his voice, he said, “Senzo Tsunayashiro may have the Enra Kyōten hidden in his room.”

“That blade isn’t his Zanpakutō, but it can absorb life force.”

“Unless there’s an emergency, he wouldn’t carry it on him at all times.”

“We’ll see if we can find it, then take it.”

Kaelith’s eyes lit up at the mention of the Enra Kyōten—

A legendary blade said to copy all Zanpakutō abilities it encounters, a sacred treasure passed down the Tsunayashiro line.

If not for Aizen’s reminder, he would’ve forgotten about it entirely.

“Excellent, truly excellent!”

Kaelith clapped, clearly excited. “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s get moving!”

Seeing the two about to leave, Grimmjow frowned.

“Shinigami, what do I do?”

Kaelith glanced at him and spoke without hesitation:

“Head over to the battlefield and keep an eye on Harribel and her people—the ones who came here to challenge us. She’s the blonde humanoid Hollow.”

“If they’re on the verge of defeat, use your feline speed to pull her out. Even though her Hollow mask fragment is currently on her…uh… chest, leaving little to appreciate, she’s bound to become quite alluring in the future. We can’t have her dying here.”