In this era of little Japan, wars broke out frequently. Naraku casually "saved" a castle whose former lord had long since fled with his riches for fear of death, leaving behind only the old, weak, sick, and disabled, along with samurai commanders sworn to defend it to the death.
After seeing Naraku and Xu Zhiqiu repel the attackers, they realized they were dealing with someone powerful. Both appeared human, and the woman beside him even seemed to be a priestess-a formidable one. So they wanted Xu Zhiqiu and her companions to stay, pledging their support for Naraku as their lord.
Naraku became the lord of that castle, and it was renamed Naishu Castle.
With no need to search for Shikon Jewel Shards for the moment, Xu Zhiqiu noticed how many injured and disabled people there were in the castle. Thinking of its future growth, she took Kanna and Kohaku to gather medicinal herbs and help them. Fortunately, back when she had spent time with Kikyo, she had memorized several herbs for bruises, sprains, and stopping bleeding.
The uninjured women also joined Xu Zhiqiu in tending to the wounded, while some of the men rebuilt their damaged homes.
Meanwhile, to expand his domain, Naraku ordered his subordinates to seize other castles. The castle that had originally attacked Naishu Castle soon fell to the soldiers he led. Throughout the entire campaign, Naraku never lifted a finger, directing everything from behind the scenes instead.
Human lives were so fragile.
Naraku gazed coldly at the human corpses piled across the ground. The air reeked of blood.
Bzz, bzz, bzz. A Mōmō Bee flew over.
Naraku's previously impassive expression changed in an instant.
"Return to the castle."
"Yes!"
Outside Naishu Castle, a white-haired young man approached. Dressed in ragged clothes, he stared at the characters