"Don't move. I'm sorry, my lord... you were so seriously injured and my subordinates only found you now. You really deserve death."
"Although I have used Feng Mo's secret ointment to heal your wound quickly,... you are probably suffering from severe blood loss now."
As he said that, Kotaro glanced sideways.
There, there was a large pool of shocking blood.
There is no doubt that it is Fujimaru Ritsuka's blood.
"Please, take a rest for a while. Just lie down like this. Don't force yourself."
"I'm alive?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that her eyes were a little blurry.
She tried her best to look around and found that not only Kotaro, but also the gloomy-looking Samura was standing aside.
Zuo Cun was studying the pool of blood on the ground.
The ghost's breath... there is no other possibility, it is definitely left by Shuten Douji.
"You are still alive."
Kotaro held Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand tremblingly, with a guilty look on his face.
"What time is it...?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to sit up - but the severe pain in his abdomen prevented him from moving at all.
"It's still night, so you can rest assured. It's not too late to take a rest before setting off."
There was a smile on Musashi's face, but he also looked a little pale.
That pool of blood, how could a human being shed so much blood and still not die... Musashi couldn't even imagine what kind of torture Fujimaru Ritsuka endured.
"Kotaro, let me take a look."
Kotaro nodded and gave up his position to Zuomura.
Samura gently pressed Fujimaru Ritsuka's belly and bit his upper lip.
"The internal organs are still in their original positions and have not been ruptured... It's hard to imagine what happened here. You are... just anemic."
When they arrived here, there was no trace of the evil spirit at all. Only Fujimaru Ritsuka was left lying in a pool of blood. The white Chaldean uniform was almost stained red, and there was a large pool of fresh blood on the ground.
The wound on the abdomen was... to the extent that both Samura and Musashi were frightened.
That was definitely not an ordinary wound that could be caused by slashing and stabbing with murderous intent. It was a tragic wound that was only made in pursuit of torture, in order to make people endure greater pain.
Now something even bigger and strange appears...
Fujimaru Ritsuka's internal organs were not even broken at all, and there were not even scratches on her intestines.
Unbelievable.
As a ninja, Kotaro also conducted toxin testing. Fujimaru Ritsuka was very healthy and there was no accumulation of toxins in his body, so——
This can actually be considered good news for the time being. After all, if it was just anemia, Fujimaru Ritsuka would not have lost the ability to fight.
...Although everyone just wants Fujimaru Ritsuka to rest.
"Mr. Muramasa and Miss Danzo... are they okay?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Zuomura.
In order to come back to save her as quickly as possible, Samura threw Muramasa and Danzo away and ran over. Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know what else happened at that time.
"They are fine and safe. They are now on guard outside the cave."
Zuomura smiled helplessly, and then touched Fujimaru Ritsuka's head with some regret.
"Hmm, um... Then let me rest for about ten minutes..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka finally breathed a sigh of relief.
I hope everyone is safe and okay...
After saying that, her head fell again.
Fortunately, Musashi quickly grabbed Fujimaru Ritsuka's head with his hands, then knelt down on Fujimaru Ritsuka's head and gave Fujimaru Ritsuka a knee pillow.
.......
While resting, Fujimaru Ritsuka told everything that happened in the cave.
In response, Miyamoto Musashi's expression became stiff.
“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…, stir the internal organs in your stomach!? This, what kind of way is this to bully people! I can’t even imagine such a thing!”
"That ghost - what on earth is Shuten Doji thinking? He even avoided the vital points and didn't scratch your internal organs - is it really just to bully others!?"
Zuo Cun's expression became even gloomier.
"Sorry, Ritsuka, it was my serious dereliction of duty this time."
He suddenly pulled out the poison feather on his chest, and then pierced his palm directly.
"Hey - what are you doing!?"
Musashi was startled by Samura.
Samura stabbed his own right hand that was used to hold the knife - isn't this a way to weaken one's own combat effectiveness before the war!?
"I need to calm down... Even in my lifetime, I have never had such a shameful moment."
Zuocun said through gritted teeth.
"If Shuten Douji had thought about it, Ritsuka would have been dead a long time ago. As a servant, he actually allowed his master to wander between life and death for such a long time. If there hadn't been a big battle ahead, it would have been considered seppuku.
It is also difficult to make up for my dereliction of duty as a servant."
"I just want to calm down now. It will definitely not affect the next battle..."
As he spoke, Zuomura took a deep breath, put the sword back into the scabbard, and then continued to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka with blood in his right hand.
The other people looked at the scene in front of them and were a little silent.
"...Shuten Doji is indeed a born devil, and the things he does are completely unreasonable."
Kotaro also gritted his teeth and said.
"Here, I got some things."
Muramasa walked in from outside, carrying a rabbit and a pheasant in his hands.
"There happens to be a bonfire there, just use the bonfire to simply roast it and fill your stomach. This will at least make your condition better."
"And the ninja over there, you must have some military food pills with you. Take them out for this child to eat. What she needs most now is to replenish her physical strength."
As he spoke, Muramasa began to call people.
"By the way, I... I might as well ask."
"What happened?"
"I was just captured once by a ghost."
The smile on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face was a little stiff - but it was still a smile.
"......Yeah."
Muramasa nodded and did not ask any more questions.
"Then, hurry up and cook and eat. If you can stand up after replenishing your strength, then follow us and continue to the top of the mountain."
"Okay, except for that girl, everyone else should not be idle. There is a stream down there. Who can fetch some water from it? You can't eat without water. Go quickly!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head and looked at Musashi, finally feeling some peace of mind.