What was the purpose of its establishment?
Would it have any impact on the village and Sasuke?"
As he thought this.
He spoke up again and asked, "What exactly is your organization trying to do?"
As he spoke, he involuntarily activated his Mangekyō Sharingan again.
He did not attack recklessly.
After all.
At present, he knew nothing about Izumi's abilities.
Attacking someone with a Mangekyō Sharingan so rashly.
Would put him at a disadvantage.
"Don't be so nervous."
Izumi swept her eyes expressionlessly over the group, then took out a bottle of medicine and tossed it to Itachi.
"Holy Lord sent me to deliver this medicine to you."
"Medicine?!"
Itachi looked at the medicine in his hand, and a bold guess formed in his mind.
"Could it be...
Could it be that organization even knows that something is wrong with my body!?"
Itachi was deeply shocked.
Only he knew that something was wrong with his body.
Moreover.
Since it was a terminal illness, and he did not want to live anyway.
He had never looked for anyone to treat him.
He only wanted to raise Sasuke as quickly as possible, then die directly at Sasuke's hands.
Having a terminal illness was actually a good thing for him.
After all.
That way, Sasuke would have an easier time killing him.
He could also make his performance more convincing.
But!
What did it mean for the Holy Lord of that organization to suddenly send him a bottle of medicine!?
How had he found out about his condition!?
"Exactly~"
Izumi seemed to have seen through Itachi's thoughts. "This medicine will cure your terminal illness.
Take it.
You'll be fine once you do~"
"What!?"
Everyone present was shocked at the same time.
None of them had expected this.
Itachi Uchiha was actually suffering from