The Hand Demon / When Heaven Wants Someone Destroyed, It First Drives Them Mad

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand.

At the same time, Makomo walked over from the side, carrying a small plate in her hand.

On the plate were two small porcelain bowls.

Inside the porcelain bowl were herbs that were slowly releasing a strong, strange aroma.

"Mister Scribe, this is..."

Pointing to the herbs in the porcelain bowl, Sabito pinched his nose, his face turning pale.

"You're not planning to make us drink it, are you?"

"Bingo!"

With a snap of his fingers, the Scribe's lips curled into a smile.

Congratulations, you got it right.

Although the herbs didn't smell or look appealing, they were carefully selected and personally prepared by the Scribe.

The purpose was to minimize the fatigue experienced by Tomioka Giyu and his companion during training.

Muscle strain, numbness, and even possible fainting and anemia can significantly delay their training.

The Scribe went to great lengths to help them improve to the greatest extent possible in a short period of time.

"What are you looking at? Drink up."

The Scribe took the two small porcelain bowls down and pushed them into the hands of Tomioka Giyu and Sabito.

They swallowed hard, glanced at the porcelain bowls in their hands, and then looked at each other.

That look in his eyes seemed to say, "Why don't you try the taste first?"

Seeing the two people's reluctant expressions, Scribe suddenly shrugged.

"If you don't want to, that's fine. I won't force you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Scribe stood up and made a gesture as if he was about to leave.

Upon seeing that the Scribe was about to leave, Giyu and Sabito's expressions immediately changed.

"Want a drink or not?"

"Drink!"

They looked at each other and nodded, then gritted their teeth and put the porcelain bowls to their mouths.

With their eyes tightly closed, they then drank the herbs in the bowl in one gulp.

The herbs entered their mouths, and a bitter taste with a slight spiciness spread through their palates.

Cough, cough.

The two covered their throats and coughed loudly.

Seeing this, Makomo quickly went to get a glass of water.

Scribe grabbed Makomo's arm and shook his head.

You'll find out in a moment.

After a short while, Tomioka Giyu and Sabito were surprised to find that the strange taste in their mouths began to dissipate.

Instead, there is a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Not only that, a faint warmth also spread from their abdomens, and the fatigue in their bodies was greatly reduced.

A look of joy appeared on their faces; the two had come to understand the Scribe's good intentions.

The Scribe clapped his hands and said.

"It seems you've already sensed it, so let's rest for now and have some food!"

Upon hearing this, Tomioka Giyu and Sabito cheered.

"However, the training volume this afternoon will be doubled!"

The two of them gaped open and almost fainted.

"It's your fault for not understanding my good intentions in time. I have to teach you a lesson."

Turning to walk towards the dining table, Scribe suddenly revealed a sinister smile.

"If you don't behave, the punishment will be doubled again."

"Eat now, there's no time to lose!"

Giyu and Sabito patted their chests and ran to the table at rocket speed to sit down and start eating.

After lunch, the two had a short nap to rest.

Then, the afternoon of wielding a knife began.

The life of a clerk is monotonous and boring, and those Scribe have experienced this period can understand it.

However, he also knew very well that wielding a knife was the best way to see a person's basic skills.

A person's standing posture, the way they hold a knife, and the direction in which they swing the knife are all manifestations of their swordsmanship ability.

Sometimes, going from left to right and going from right to left can be two completely different extremes.

When to use an upward slash, when to use a side slash, and when to defend.

The Scribe patiently pointed out the shortcomings of Giyu and Sabito and helped them correct them.

And the two of them did not disappoint the Scribe, maintaining a high pace and diligently absorbing knowledge.

And so, they spent a year training.

When faced with the Final Selection arranged by Urokodaki Sakonji, the two passed it in a very short time.

At this moment, they are qualified to participate in the Final Selection.

Not to mention Urokodaki Sakonji, even Tomioka Giyu and Sabito themselves didn't expect that they could meet the conditions so quickly.

On this day, the Scribe personally tidied their clothes and put the fox masks carved by Urokodaki Sakonji on their heads.

"Instructions have been issued for you two. You can head to Wisteria Mountain now to participate in the Final Selection."

Tomioka Giyu and Sabito cheered, while Makomo and Urokodaki Sakonji also laughed happily.

"The master leads you through the door, but the practice is up to you."

Scribe coughed and spoke in a rather serious tone.

"Urokodaki and I have led you onto this path. What happens next depends on your own efforts."

"I don't have anything in particular to say, I just have one request."

Upon reaching this point, the Scribe paused slightly.

Suddenly, he reached out and placed his hands on their shoulders.

"Come back alive!"

Chapter 141 The Hand Demon

"Yes!"

Upon hearing the Scribe's words, Tomioka Giyu and Sabito immediately shouted, their faces filled with seriousness.

"I, Tomioka Giyu (Sabito), promise that I will return alive!"

With a slight smile, Scribe waved his hand.

"Since that's the case, why don't you hurry up and leave? Do you expect me to see you off?"

The somewhat serious atmosphere was broken by a simple sentence from the Scribe.

With a light but cautious heart, Tomioka Giyu and Sabito embarked on their journey to the Final Selection.

The Scribe also chose the same option, indicating that he had another important matter to attend to.

In reality, he secretly followed Tomioka Giyu and Sabito.

Despite his best efforts in training them, their results did not disappoint him.

However, the Scribe cannot guarantee that they will not encounter the same situations as in the original work.

Tomioka Giyu was injured and fainted because he lacked experience in fighting demons for the first time.

Sabito, meanwhile, went around rescuing other team members, which caused his Nichirin Blade to wear out and eventually break down, leading to his death at the hands of the Hand Demon.

To protect them, the Scribe secretly followed them.

After several days, they arrived at the Wisteria Mountain.

At this moment, quite a few people had already arrived before the two of them.

Are you also reserve team members here to participate in this trial?

Just as Tomioka Giyu and Sabito were making preparations, a figure suddenly walked over.

The two turned around and saw a boy of similar age with short black hair.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Murata."

After saying that, Murata extended his hand to the two of them.

"After officially joining the team, we might even be assigned to the same team again. Please take good care of me in the future."

Looking at Murata's outstretched hand, Tomioka Giyu nodded slightly.

"Um."

After saying that, he turned around and went to wipe his Nichirin Blade.

By nature, Tomioka Giyu is rather indifferent and has never been comfortable dealing with strangers.

Although he didn't say it, he had already memorized Murata's name.

That's what he said, but Murata didn't know it.

Upon seeing Tomioka Giyu's somewhat "cold" response, an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

Fortunately, Sabito was by his side, which eased the awkward situation.

He quickly reached out and shook hands with Murata.

"I am Sabito, and he is Tomioka Giyu. Nice to meet you from now on."

As he spoke, Sabito showed a hint of apology on his face.

"That's just how Giyu is, he doesn't like to talk, don't mind him."

After Sabito's explanation, Murata finally understood that Tomioka Giyu didn't dislike him.

"Then you can start preparing. I see that a lot of people have arrived, so it should start soon."

Just as Murata said, as the sun set, two figures emerged.

They are Ubuyashiki Kagaya's daughters, Ubuyashiki Hinaki and Ubuyashiki Hinaki.

"Welcome to this Final Selection. What you need to do is very simple."

After Ubuyashiki Hinaki on the left finished speaking, it was immediately followed by Ubuyashiki Hinaki on the right.

"You only need to stay in the mountains for seven days and endure the attacks of these evil spirits to pass the trial."

After adding some additional notes and key points, they announced the start of the Final Selection.

In an instant, the crowd headed towards the mountains.

In this Wisteria Mountain, many evil spirits captured alive by the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen are imprisoned.

Because Wisteria, which ghosts hate, blooms year-round from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, they cannot leave.

This is why it became the best place and location for the Demon Slayer Corps' Final Selection.

Chapter 142 If Heaven wishes someone to perish, it first makes them mad.