Yuuji Kanbara carefully helped the holy monk Chiriku onto a level patch of ground, then stood solemnly beside him with his hands at his sides, looking every bit the holy monk's devoted follower.
Seeing that the bottom of the holy monk's kasaya was covered in iron sand, he tried to brush it off with his hand, but Chiriku stopped him with a wave.
"Be careful, benefactor! Sasori of the Red Sands soaked this iron sand in poison!"
Yuuji Kanbara's expression tightened. Sasori of the Red Sands had just said himself that it was poisoned. How had he gotten so careless?
If the holy monk had not spoken up in time, he probably would have taken another trip to death's door.
"When your people from the Metropolitan Police Department come to clean up the scene, they must be careful. This iron sand and these fine needles are all poisoned. An ordinary person who gets poisoned probably won't last three days," Master Chiriku warned.
"Yes, holy monk. We'll be very careful."
Yuuji Kanbara wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had never imagined that the battlefield had become such a dangerous place. He hurriedly asked, "Now that you've driven away that evil creature called Sasori of the Red Sands, he won't descend again soon, will he?"
"The gap between the two worlds has only opened a tiny bit for now. For a being of Sasori of the Red Sands' level, crossing between worlds to descend here is not so simple."
Yuuji Kanbara had only just relaxed a little when he heard the holy monk continue.
"It will be at least a month before Sasori of the Red Sands can project himself again."
A month?!
Yuuji Kanbara was rather dumbfounded. Do the two of us have different ideas about time?
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