Arriving at the Island

Drop Some power stones! If you like the chapter! It helps to keep me motivated to upload more!💎💎💎

---

[Ding! Mission Complete: Arrival at O'Hara! Reward: Mastery of Ninety-Nine Binding Techniques granted. Binding Arts (Bakudō) are defensive and restraining techniques from the Soul Society, capable of immobilizing thousands with a single thought.]

As the system's notification echoed in Roja's mind, a series of gunshots disturbed the island's peace.

Roja smirked slightly, his tone calm. "Perfect timing. This won't take long."

Meanwhile, Olvia, overwhelmed by the sound of gunfire, froze for a moment before her instincts took over. Fear and determination in her eyes, she sprinted toward the Tree of Knowledge.

"Robin!" she called, desperation clear in her voice.

Roja, unfazed, began walking leisurely toward the same direction, as if unbothered by the tension in the air.

At the Tree of Knowledge, Spandine, an officer of the World Government's CP9, had already arrived.

Standing arrogantly, he surveyed the island with a sneer. "So this is the so-called Tree of Knowledge. Disgusting. Just look at this wretched place—they're better off dead."

As his men hesitated, he barked orders. "Find Olvia and search every inch of this library. Burn anything that could incriminate the government. Do you hear me?"

One of his subordinates hesitated, a flicker of humanity shining through. "Sir, there's a child approaching. Shouldn't we—"

SLAP!

Spandine's hand lashed out. His voice was venomous. "Do I need to remind you what happened to the last fool who questioned me? Shoot her. No exceptions for O'Hara scum."

Robin, the small girl Spandine spoke of, had rushed toward the Tree of Knowledge to warn the scholars. She skidded to a halt as she saw the black muzzles of the guns trained on her.

Her heart pounded as she realized her fate. Is this the end?

Tears welled up in her eyes as fear gripped her tiny frame. She thought of her mother, whom she hadn't seen in years. I never even got to say goodbye...

Just then, Olvia's voice shattered Robin's thoughts. "Robin!"

In an instant, Olvia was beside her daughter, pulling her into a protective embrace.

"Stay down," Olvia whispered hoarsely, shielding Robin with her own body.

The world seemed to slow as Spandine's men raised their rifles.

"Fire!" Spandine commanded, his sadistic grin widening.

The gunfire erupted.

Robin screamed, "No!"

But as the bullets closed in, Roja extended his hand, his voice calm but commanding:

"Bakudō No. 81: Dankū!"

A shimmering, translucent barrier materialized in front of Olvia and Robin, stopping the bullets as if time had frozen. The energy from the attack ricocheted, sending the projectiles hurtling back at the shooters with even greater force.

Spandine's eyes widened in panic. Without hesitation, he grabbed a subordinate, using the man as a human shield. The bullets struck the unfortunate soldier, sparing Spandine but leaving him shaken.

Robin and Olvia, trembling, opened their eyes, expecting death but finding themselves unharmed.

They turned to look at the source of their salvation—Roja, standing casually, his cloak billowing in the breeze.

Olvia's voice was barely above a whisper. "You… saved us..."

Robin stared at Roja in awe, tears streaming down her face. The warmth of her mother's embrace and the strength of this mysterious man filled her heart with hope.

Roja, his expression calm and unreadable, glanced at them briefly. "Stay behind me if you want to live."

Spandine, regaining his composure, snarled at his men. "What are you idiots doing?! Kill him!"

But Roja didn't flinch.

He raised his hand again, his voice cold and resolute: "Bakudō No. 99: Kin."

Golden chains erupted from thin air, wrapping around Spandine and his remaining men, immobilizing them completely.

Roja stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. "You're nothing but puppets of a corrupt government. Learn your place."

As the scene unfolded, Olvia tightened her grip on Robin. For the first time in years, she felt a glimmer of hope.

Robin whispered softly, her voice trembling. "Who is he, Mama?"

Olvia shook her head. "I don't know... but he's not from this world."

Roja turned back to them, his tone nonchalant but firm. "Stay close. There's more to come."

With those words, he began walking toward the heart of O'Hara, ready to face whatever challenge awaited him.