Chapter 227 – 227 ⥤ Captain, We Have Trouble!

Akira felt he had a unique approach to “raising hands.”

Though Little Lefty and Little Righty had their differences, through their time together, he gradually came to understand Pernida’s personality.

However, something felt strange to him. Initially, Pernida had been stern and taciturn, seeming cut from the same cloth as Mimihagi. But after he spent time raising it, problems emerged.

Pernida became increasingly talkative, curious about the outside world, and occasionally did things that made no sense. There was something familiar about its behavior, but he couldn’t quite place it.

Where exactly had things gone wrong?

After spending time together, Akira changed his mind. It would be too wasteful to sacrifice such an obedient Little Lefty to Hell.

In contrast, Gerard Valkyrie — who repeatedly challenged him and spoke disrespectfully, showing no regard for others — would be perfect for filling Hell. He’d need to find a chance to trick him out there.

Just as he was trying to think without his external brain, a figure radiating intense heat suddenly appeared before him.

Bazz-B said with a fierce grin, “I’ve developed a new technique for ‘The Heat’. Hashirama, come fight me!”

Akira scoffed disdainfully, “How many times must I tell you not to rely so heavily on the power of the Schrift? Think carefully — what was your ultimate goal in coming to the Wandenreich and joining the Sternritter?”

Bazz-B’s expression froze, his fighting spirit diminishing slightly, even the heat radiating from his body decreased.

“Wasn’t it to cut down Yhwach and take that bird’s position?” Before he could deny it, Akira continued, “But the power you’re using now was all granted by him. What will you do when Yhwach awakens from his slumber and takes back this power? Will you submit meekly and wait for death? What about avenging your hometown? The souls of Yhwach’s innocent victims are still crying out in hell!”

Bazz-B fell silent. He felt this guy had a point, but something seemed off.

“Bazz-B, the right path is to follow in my footsteps, carving the words ‘hard work’ into your bones to forge a supreme physical body.” Akira continued his persuasion.

Bazz-B shook his head, “I understand what you mean. But before that, you still need to fight me with full force. It would be a waste not to use the new technique I worked so hard to develop.”

Akira sighed helplessly — if persuading one fool was this difficult, how could he persuade others?

Words weren’t his strong suit. It seemed he’d have to communicate with these stubborn Knights through his fists.

If words couldn’t convince them, perhaps actions would?

“Actually, I have a technique I’d like you to observe as well.” He put his hand on Bazz-B’s shoulder like a conspirator, “It has a nice name, called…”

The Quincy watched the two figures on the training ground with excitement, their cheers becoming deafening enough to nearly crack the surrounding walls.

⤫ Tenrin Kōrin ⥤ Celestial Descending Halo! ⤬

Akira dodged Bazz-B’s surprise attack with a flying kick, grabbed his ankle, and with one burst of strength, lifted him into the air. Then came the merciless left and right slams.

Though the poor guy quickly used Blut Vene, after such a thrashing, he was too dazed to tell east from west.

To be fair, Bazz-B did have talent. Under Akira’s guidance, he had learned to integrate the power of { H } throughout his body, fusing it with Blut Arterie to unleash even greater power. By rough estimation, it was at least mid Captain-Level.

Among the current Sternritter, he could be considered quite capable.

After the beating, Bazz-B was carried away by the Quincy, and Akira began today’s lesson.

As Captain of the First Vanguard, Combat Instructor General, and Vice Captain of the Sternritter, his peacetime duty was to train the Quincy soldiers.

When there was nothing else to do, he would use Bazz-B for a sparring match, making him a living teaching example.

The Quincy’s progress was rapid.

Such swift improvement naturally drew opposition from within the Sternritter. Many Knights who deemed themselves stronger than Akira frequently challenged him for his position.

Jugram suppressed all of this.

As the balance of the Wandenreich, he had to protect this hard-won peace for their slumbering majesty.

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“Jugram!!”

Hearing that blood pressure-raising voice, the blond man instinctively turned toward the palace doors.

But in the next moment, he realized something was wrong. Turning back, he saw someone floating through the window, arms crossed over their chest, legs hanging straight down.

Seeing the person’s familiar posture, Jugram sighed helplessly.

He had corrected Yuekiming’s form of address numerous times, explaining that the Wandenreich had only one majesty — Yhwach.

After finally correcting this, the man had started calling him “Jugram” instead. Though somewhat awkward, it was better than “His Majesty Haschwalth”.

And as time passed, it seemed to become not so unacceptable. Most importantly, Akira had a natural affinity, making people feel at ease around him.

Sincere and unpretentious. Perhaps this was why he earned the respect of the rank-and-file soldiers.

Thinking of this, Jugram couldn’t help but feel emotional.

“Hashirama, I called you here to discuss some matters.” He said, looking forward with a gentle expression after his reflection.

At this moment, Akira had crossed his legs and was sitting oddly in the opposite chair, casually picking up coffee for a sip.

“Not enough sugar — it’s a bit bitter.” Under Jugram’s blood pressure-raising gaze, Akira poured half a cup of sugar cubes, stirring slowly.

Seeing him treating the office like his own home, Jugram sighed helplessly again. When exactly had things become like this?

“Regarding the other Sternritter members. As Vice Captain, you need to fully understand your subordinates.” He began explaining, “Most of them have personality defects, which is why His Majesty chose them and granted them power. For example, PePe Waccabrada. His understanding of ‘love’ has reached a distorted level, even attributing the emergence of battle to the emotion of love…”

After the long explanation, Akira became drowsy.

Seeing his absent-minded expression, Jugram’s mouth twitched.

When dealing with other Knights, he was usually gentle in demeanor. Even if they behaved extremely poorly, he remained unchanged. This was why he earned the respect of most Knights in the Sternritter.

But when facing Akira, it was somewhat difficult to suppress his rising blood pressure.

Bang-Bang—

The sound of knocking on the table rang out, instantly waking the drowsy man.

“Hashirama, did you remember what I just said?” Jugram maintained his gentle demeanor, though his brows betrayed traces of helplessness.

“Of course.” Akira replied confidently, “Aren’t they just a bunch of problem children? I have my own ways of dealing with them!”

Seeing his confidence, Jugram could only nod, “There’s one more thing. Besides basic close combat, Quincy should also learn ranged attacks and various battle formation techniques. This is the best tactic for dealing with Shinigami. How much do you know about battle formations?”

Akira frowned, “A little bit.”

Regarding Quincy battle formations, he had learned everything from Sōken Ichida.

According to Sōken, the techniques Akira had mastered were somewhat outdated compared to the Wandenreich’s development. For example, he had never mastered the recently developed Vollständig.

Usually, when encountering powerful enemies, they would use the Letzt Stil (Final Form) after removing the Sanrei Glove. However, this ability had extreme side effects, resulting in complete loss of Reiryoku and Quincy powers, reducing one to an ordinary person.

Therefore, since Sōken didn’t teach it, he hadn’t learned it.

Jugram nodded.

“I understand. As it happens, we have nothing else to do, so why don’t you come with me to the Third Spire? As Vice Captain, you should learn about using Schrift, newly developed Battle Forms, and the advanced combat spiritual technique Vollständig that all Quincy must master.”

Akira gladly agreed.

He wasn’t interested in Battle Forms, but Vollständig was different. In simpler terms, it was equivalent to a Shinigami’s Bankai.

Activating Vollständig would put some strain on a Quincy’s body, but it would also dramatically increase their combat power.

Specific examples could be seen in Lille Barro’s “The X-Axis” and Gerard Valkyrie’s “The Miracle”. Different Schrift resulted in different Vollständig manifestations.

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Jugram’s lesson began.

“Let’s start simple and work our way up, beginning with Battle Form.”

He had learned about Akira’s background from Sōken and knew he was considered a genius among Quincy.

“Unlike the original Battle Form, the new version has abandoned external objects. Instead, it draws Reishi from the surroundings to form structures. The more powerful the Quincy, the stronger the Battle Form becomes. Additionally, multiple Quincy can join forces to overcome even stronger opponents.”

Akira’s eyes widened in surprise.

Compared to the Shinigami, who only knew internal fighting and slacking off, the Quincy hidden in the Shadow Area seemed far more progressive.

They hadn’t just developed new Battle Forms — they’d created combination techniques.

No wonder they had been so fierce during the Blood War. With such progress, the Soul Society’s defeat was inevitable. If Yhwach hadn’t conducted the Auswählen early, the Quincy might have slaughtered the entire Soul Society.

Seeing Akira spacing out again, Jugram had to remind him.

“Pay attention, Hashirama. Although Battle Forms may not help you much, as Combat Instructor General, you’ll need to teach other Quincy later.”

Akira grinned, “Jugram, this teaching method is too slow. I have a faster way — want to try it?”

“What?”

“Combat demonstration.”

Jugram frowned.

A massive Quincy cross halo materialized in the training ground, countless crosses rising from within, gathering vast amounts of Reishi into a grand spectacle.

Jugram stared at Akira across from him and warned, “This is Sankt Zwinger (Sanctuary Veneration), a formation that combines attack and defense. Its incantation is ‘Kirchenlied’ (Holy Chant). Any enemy who steps within the light wall will face endless sacred arrows of destruction. If you can’t handle it, let me know now.”

Akira smiled confidently, “Don’t worry, I’m very strong!”

⤫ Kirchenlied: Sankt Zwinger ⥤ Holy Chant: Sanctuary Veneration! ⤬

In an instant, countless Heilig Pfeil appeared on the light wall and burst forth!

The air rang with tearing sounds as pure white and azure Quincy crosses, emanating sacred light, completely illuminated the training ground.

Akira reached out and caught the approaching Heilig Pfeil, testing its strength.

Very ordinary — even weaker than Yama-jii’s normal punch. This level of attack couldn’t even break through his defense.

However, to avoid appearing too shocking, he reluctantly activated Blut Vene. Deep blue patterns appeared on his body.

The next moment, a loud clash of metal rang out as countless sacred arrows shattered instantly upon touching Akira’s body.

Jugram’s eye twitched. He had seen many Quincy with strong defense, but none this ridiculous.

Though considering that this person could simultaneously use both Blut Vene and Blut Arterie, this performance wasn’t too surprising.

Most notably, after withstanding the Sankt Zwinger’s barrage, Jugram was surprised to find that Akira had actually mastered the formation. Though his technique was somewhat unrefined, it was sufficient for instructing basic soldiers.

In the time that followed, he taught various Quincy techniques.

These included the Qual Kreis (Circle of Anguish) for controlling enemies, wide-range Blue Flames (Reishi Flames), and how to properly use the Medallion to capture a Shinigami’s power and Bankai.

Throughout the day, Akira mastered many spiritual techniques and Battle Forms. Though these abilities weren’t particularly useful to him — being less effective than a simple punch — he gladly accepted the training given his current position.

Due to time constraints, Jugram couldn’t complete the Vollständig training and simply scheduled their next lesson.

Leaving the Third Spire, Akira draped his tattered shirt over his shoulder and headed toward the residential area.

Just as he was about to return to his private palace, he spotted several Quincy anxiously pacing outside.

“Captain Senju!”

Upon seeing him, they rushed over like they’d found their savior, all sweating profusely and speaking at once.

To sum it up in one sentence:

“Captain, we have trouble!”

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