After patting Mitsuri's head, Scribe continued.
"You go ahead, I'll follow shortly."
"Okay, sure."
Nodding, Mitsuri said happily.
"Then I'll head out with Tokito-kun first."
"Muiichiro going too? That's rare."
"Alas, how did the Mister Scribe know it was Muiichiro and not Uichirou?"
Scribe held up a finger and waved it in front of Mitsuri, a slight smile on his face.
"I guessed."
"Then guess again, do you think Uichirou who will go too?"
"Sixty percent will go, thirty percent will rest, and the remaining ten percent are resting."
"Bingo!"
With her arms clasped behind her back, Mitsuri said with a smile.
"Uichirou who will be going, but he will be a little later."
"Then perhaps we can go together."
Just as the two were chatting, a member of the Hidden Members walked over from across the road.
"Lord Kanroji, are you ready? We can set off now."
"Okay, sure."
Nodding, Mitsuri then spoke to the Scribe.
"Then I'll be going now, Mister Scribe."
"Bon Voyage."
At the same time, the members of the Hidden also discovered the Scribe.
After exchanging greetings, he took out a strip of cloth and two plugs from his pocket.
"Please blindfold yourself and plug your ears as well."
"Yes, I know."
This was clearly not the first time Mitsuri had encountered this situation, and knowing the reason, she naturally wouldn't refuse.
After finishing quickly, she was carried away by Yin.
Upon returning to the Butterfly Mansion, the Scribe discovered that Tanjiro and Nezuko were gone.
Upon inquiry, it was learned that they had gone to write a letter applying to go to the Swordsmith Village.
The day after the letter was sent, the Kasugai Crow brought back a notification of permission.
A few days later, the Scribe, fully prepared, waited at the designated location.
"Mister Scribe, I heard that there is another person who is going with us. Who do you think it could be?"
Nezuko was somewhat excited, after all, she had never been to the village where the swordsmith lived, and she was very curious.
"Who knows, maybe it's a pillar."
Not long after, a slightly thin figure appeared in front of everyone.
"Tokito-kun?"
The boy in front of me had long black hair with long bangs on both sides of his head.
"Mist Hashira, Tokito Muichiro?"
After recognizing the other person's identity, Tanjiro seemed somewhat incredulous.
Muiichiro merely glanced at Tanjiro and Nezuko before looking away.
His expression softened considerably when his gaze fell on the Scribe.
"Sir, it's been a long time."
A smile appeared on his cold face, and "Muiichiro's" tone was somewhat cheerful.
Are you also heading to the village?
"It's been a long time, Uichirou."
The Scribe nodded in reply.
"The three of us are, so please take good care of us on the road."
Upon hearing this, Tanjiro seemed to realize something.
"Aren't you the Mist Hashira?"
"That's my brother. What are your eyes for?"
When he heard Tanjiro talking to him, Uichirou frowned.
She turned to look at him, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.
"If it doesn't work well, just donate it and leave it to someone who needs it more. Don't carry it around all the time like an ornament."
"Uh-huh."
Tanjiro was a little confused by Uichirou's First Form of words; it was the first time he had ever met someone like this.
"Hahaha, Uichirou, you're still the same as before, you don't hold back at all when it comes to your words."
After patting Uichirou the shoulder, the Scribe explained to Tanjiro and Nezuko.
"He is Tokito Muichiro's older brother, Uichirou. Both brothers are very powerful swordsmen."
Hearing the Scribe praise him, Uichirou subconsciously puffed out his chest, just like a child who had been praised by his teacher.
"I am Kamado Tanjiro, and this is my sister, Nezuko."
After introducing himself and Tokito Ichiro, Tanjiro said loudly.
"Please guide me in the future. Uichirou."
"Don't call me so affectionately, I don't know you well."
With a wave of his hand, Uichirou seemed somewhat disdainful of Tanjiro.
"I really don't understand how a swordsman of your strength can join the Demon Slayer Corps."
"Yes, I will definitely work hard in the future!"
Tanjiro did not refute Uichirou's words.
After all, he could "smell" that special "scent" on Uichirou.
He had only ever smelled this kind of odor on those "pillars".
Clearly, although Uichirou in front of him is not a Pillar, he definitely has Pillar-level strength.
"Alright, stop fooling around, the people who are hiding are here."
Following the direction the Scribe pointed, three members of the Hidden Sect were walking towards them.
Chapter 450 The Hidden Traitor
"Are you the ones heading to the village?"
Among the three hidden figures, the tall man who was in the lead spoke.
"We are here to guide you there. Please feel free to give us your guidance."
"Yes!"
Tanjiro bowed slightly to the three hidden figures and spoke loudly.
"Nice to meet you!"
"I am Kamado Tanjiro, nice to meet you!"
Nezuko was standing to the side, nodded obediently and said something.
"I am Kamado Nezuko, nice to meet you."
Uichirou glanced at Hidden and then said calmly.
"Tokito".
The three hidden individuals nodded in response to the self-introductions of the others.
"Due to confidentiality issues, we cannot disclose our names, but we would appreciate your guidance."
As they spoke, they pulled out strips of cloth and plugs from their pockets.
"This is?"
Somewhat puzzled, Tanjiro asked curiously.
"Do we need to wear them?"
"Yes."
The man nodded.
"These are used to cover our eyes and ears. Because the village is very secluded, we have no choice but to do this to ensure safety."
"All right."
Having no choice but to accept the situation, Tanjiro and Nezuko had no choice but to comply.
Uichirou obviously experienced something similar before, and although he looked displeased, he did the same thing anyway.
"By the way, your nose is very sensitive, so it needs to be plugged too."
As he spoke, the man took out a pair of nose plugs and blocked Tanjiro's nose.
"Please come on up, I'll carry you across."
After doing all this, the man turned around and squatted down.
"Wait a minute, what will happen to Mr. Book Eater if we take three snipers?"
Hearing Tanjiro say that, the man asked the other person next to him curiously.
"Has he not arrived yet? Has someone else been sent to him?"
"It shouldn't be that. Maybe something delayed it."
"All right."
As they were discussing whether they should go and take a look, the Scribe spoke up.
"Don't worry, he's already here."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a fourth figure ran across the road.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry I'm late."
Judging from his voice and physique, the hidden figure was a man, and not very old.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
He rushed to the Scribe without stopping, bowing repeatedly and apologizing without even wiping the sweat from his forehead.
The other members of the Hidden Members wanted to say something, but seeing him like this, they didn't know what to say.
"It's alright, it's alright. I'm just happy that you came."
With a smile, Scribe gestured for him not to get excited.
"I understand, everyone has unexpected situations sometimes."
After letting the young man rest for a while, the tall man wanted to set off.
But at that moment, he also realized that something was wrong.
The four hidden individuals were each responsible for carrying the four of them, including the Scribe, to the next location.