Nichirin Blade wreathed in flames appeared out of thin air and then sliced his body into pieces.
After killing the Spider Father, the Scribe showed no excitement whatsoever.
When the Spider Father finished molting, he clearly felt that this was not an opponent that Tanjiro and his friends could defeat at their current level.
Perhaps the three of them could manage to kill him with great difficulty, but they would definitely lose their ability to protect themselves afterward.
In the treacherous Mount Natagumo, this is an extremely dangerous activity.
Seeing that Spider Father had been killed by the Scribe, Tanjiro and his two companions finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In particular, Inosuke, upon seeing his opponent being killed, instinctively took a few steps back, almost dropping his sword.
"Inosuke!"
Tanjiro and Nezuko quickly helped Inosuke up and then assisted him out of the river.
In the previous battle, Inosuke's arms were slashed, and a lot of blood flowed out.
In addition, due to the lack of proper rest, the wound continued to reopen, and the condition worsened further.
His ability to persevere until now is a testament to his amazing willpower and strong physique.
"Let's find a place to rest."
After checking Inosuke's injuries, the Scribe then walked into the nearby bushes.
After a short while, he came out with a handful of crushed herbs.
After applying the herbs to Inosuke's wound, he didn't forget to give him a word of advice.
"Remember, don't strain anymore, or the wound will continue to worsen."
Inosuke was about to say something when he saw the Scribe's gaze, and he swallowed his words.
"By the way, you should carry Zenitsu away from here."
Pointing to Zenitsu, who was still unconscious not far away, the Scribe said to Inosuke.
"You two have done a great job. Leave the rest of the battle to us."
Realizing he could no longer continue fighting, Inosuke nodded somewhat dejectedly.
Even through the hood, the group could feel the deep helplessness and sighs coming from below.
After resting for a while, Inosuke followed the Scribe's advice, carried Zenitsu on his back, and headed out of Mount Natagumo.
"Alright, let's go."
After watching the two of them leave, the Scribe pointed in a direction.
"You two, one on the left and one on the right, don't stray too far from me."
Nodding, Tanjiro and Nezuko followed the Scribe into the depths of the forest.
After walking for a while, the three of them passed through a large patch of grass and arrived at an open space.
And here, they saw a figure.
This is a short boy, dressed entirely in white, with his left eye covered by his hair.
The moment Scribe saw the figure, he recognized the person's identity.
The Lower Rank Five, so tiring!
As the strongest member of Mount Natagumo and the hidden leader of the Spider Clan, he possesses an almost obsessive longing for his family.
"You killed my family?"
Upon seeing the three Scribe appear, Lei carefully examined them for a few moments.
"You carry their scent."
"Is such a small child also a ghost?"
Tanjiro paused for a moment when he saw Rui standing not far from him.
Although he was very puzzled, the scene before him kept telling him that the seemingly strange boy in front of him was actually a member of the demons.
Moreover, the aura emanating from him was quite terrifying.
It is several times stronger than the Spider Father who just finished molting.
"This guy is Twelve Kizuki!"
With a slight sniff, Tanjiro detected the scents of "terror" and "slaughter" emanating from the other person's body.
"Answer my question."
Seeing that the Scribe and others did not speak, Lei continued to inquire.
"Are my family members all dead?"
"If you're talking about those four guys, they're all dead."
After answering Lei's question, Scribe began to look around and observe the surrounding situation.
After confirming that there were no other ghosts around, he frowned again.
Where is the Lower Rank Six I encountered before?
"You two smell alike."
He stretched out his finger and pointed at Tanjiro and Nezuko.
Are you family?
"That's right!"
Tanjiro stepped forward and said to Rui.
My name is Kamado Tanjiro, and this is my younger sister Kamado Nezuko.
"They really are family."
With a laugh, Rui suddenly spread his hands and said to Tanjiro.
"I've suddenly thought of an interesting proposal. Would you like to hear it?"
"Proposal?"
Tanjiro frowned but did not answer.
"Of course, it's a very simple proposal. If you agree, I'll let you and the other person leave."
He pointed to the Scribe, and then continued speaking to Tanjiro.
"In exchange, give me your sister, Tanjiro."
Chapter 276 The Scoundrels of the Demon Slayer Corps
Nezuko?
Upon hearing the word "tired," Tanjiro paused for a moment before realizing what it meant.
"Impossible! She's my most important family member, I would never give her to you!"
Holding the Nichirin Blade, Tanjiro aimed the tip at Rui.
"I can't hand her over to you for my own safety; she's not cargo."
"That's really strange."
With a sigh, Rei looked at Tanjiro and slowly said.
"I won't do anything to her. I will treat her as my sister, my family, a family bound together by strong bonds."
As he spoke, Lei unleashed his aura, pressing down on Tanjiro.
Tanjiro instinctively took a few steps back. This was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying aura, and his face turned pale.
Despite this, there was no sign of backing down on his face.
Just then, Scribe subtly shifted his position, neutralizing the aura released by Lei.
"This human?"
He frowned, glanced at the Scribe a few times, and said nothing.
He had already made up his mind to consider the Scribe as one of his formidable enemies.
But now is not the time. He will turn on me completely once he gets what he wants.
With the help of the Scribe, Tanjiro was able to catch his breath.
He took a few deep breaths, then shouted at Lei.
"You're talking nonsense! You don't smell like family at all."
With his nose, Tanjiro could clearly smell the scent of fear, death, and domination emanating from the other person.
That was definitely not the atmosphere that a harmonious family should have; it was just a fake game pieced together by a powerful ruler.
"Odor?"
He gritted his teeth, then said in a cold voice, exhausted.
"Take back those words, or I will cut you into a thousand pieces, so that you may wish you were dead."
Just then, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes nearby.
Then, a Demon Slayer Corps swordsman stepped forward.
"Oh ho ho, I didn't expect there to be a ghost here."
As soon as he appeared, he saw the Scribe and the others not far away, as well as Lei standing opposite them.
"Don't come any closer! It's dangerous here! Get out of here immediately!"
Upon seeing the male swordsman, Tanjiro shouted something.
Nezuko was standing nearby, also wanted to warn the other person that it was dangerous, so she shouted a few times as well.
"You can all shut up now."
The male swordsman seemed unimpressed by the two men's well-intentioned reminders.
"I think you're all scared out of your wits. Why are you so nervous?"
He glanced at the tired man, who looked like a young boy, and then burst into laughter.
What's so scary about such a ghost? I've dealt with many similar beings in previous missions.
The two little kids in front of me were obviously new members who had just joined, and this was probably their first mission.
The older one next to him seemed calmer, but judging from his motionless posture, he probably wasn't much better off.
The team that came here earlier had all been wiped out, and he barely survived by relying on others to act as his human shield.
He will leave immediately after he kills the "little devil" in front of him.
All I want is to kill ghosts peacefully and level up.
In this way, they will receive more attention from above, and the money they receive will increase day by day.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile arrogantly.
"Hey, you two newbies, get out of the way."
With a sneer, the male swordsman drew his Nichirin Blade and walked towards Rui.
"I'll show you what kind of strength this senior is."
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped into the air.
He raised his Nichirin Blade high, then swung it down fiercely.
He could almost see the scene of him slaying the demon and its head falling to the ground.
Following closely behind were the adoring and admiring gazes of Tanjiro and the other two.
The female teammate next to me looks pretty good; maybe I can take this opportunity to chat with her.
The next second, he felt a chill run through his body.
A sharp pain shot through him, and his eyes were filled with confusion.