"Mr. Louis... what's wrong?" Banjō and the others noticed something was off with Louis and stopped. "Are your injuries too severe?"
Louis waved a hand and looked at Nashiro Yasuhisa, still unconscious in Kurona's arms. After a moment's thought, he said, "Kurona, hand Nashiro to Jiro."
To maximize their available fighting strength, he would leave the immobile wounded with the two A-Rank ghouls and let the remaining three S-Rank ghouls focus on killing as efficiently as possible.
He still did not know how strong the three red dots ahead were, but SS-Rank ghouls were rare. At most, one of those three would be that strong. And if they were humans or half-humans, Banjō, Tsukiyama, and the others would not even need to fight.
While Louis considered this, Kurona Yasuhisa did not hand Nashiro Yasuhisa to Jiro. Instead, she looked deeply hesitant. She did not understand why they suddenly needed someone else to carry the wounded, and she did not trust that tall, thin man.
He could hardly blame her. She had only just joined the group and lacked the unspoken coordination Banjō and the others shared, where a single glance was enough to understand one another.
"Do as Mr. Louis says..." Banjō urged. He had immediately sensed the change in Louis's presence. Most likely, Louis had detected danger, which also fit what he had just said.
"..." Kurona Yasuhisa sensed that something was wrong too. After a moment's hesitation, she handed Nashiro Yasuhisa to Jiro. Though she could not see his face beneath that enormous fly head, she made sure to memorize his scent.
Sensing her hostility, Jiro gave a somewhat helpless sigh.
"We're surrounded... three ahead and five behind. Their strength is unknown," Louis said gravely, raising his head. "We need to break through the group ahead as quickly