Li raised a hand, stopping Gesslia from speaking, and said quietly, "All right, I'll go draw them away. Just make sure you don't make too much of a commotion."
Gesslia could not help frowning. "With your strength, are you actually afraid of them? Even if Griffith came in person, he probably wouldn't be a match for you, would he?"
Li snorted at that, a hint of disdain on his face. "If it really came to a fight, they naturally wouldn't be my opponents. But don't forget, I represent Konoha. If even the slightest word gets out, this won't be some ordinary diplomatic issue. They're all Griffith's subordinates. If I remember correctly, Griffith is practically a god in your lands, isn't he?"
Gesslia snorted. Clearly, she had initially wanted Li to become irreconcilable enemies with those people, but she had not expected him to mean this instead.
Li then created a Shadow Clone. His original body headed toward the pursuers, while the clone said, "All right, let's keep moving."
Fujiwara Hakkai's injuries were serious, but at least his legs were unharmed, so he could still walk. Itachi was merely somewhat exhausted and had no other issues.
No one objected to continuing on their way.
Another two days soon passed. In truth, from any perspective, Gesslia was absolutely not a good companion. Itachi normally kept well away from her. Her body was covered in wounds, and whenever Itachi walked beside her now, he always felt the urge to vomit.
After Li's treatment, Gesslia had removed her leather armor, wrapping strips of cloth only around the essential areas. According to Li, if those wounds remained covered up like that, they would eventually become a serious problem. By comparison, the surrounding cold was only a minor issue for Gesslia.
The most terrifying wound was