Clang!
A crisp metallic clanging sound rang out.
To Muichiro's surprise, his attack was blocked once again.
This time, however, Muichiro did not raise his sword to attack.
He stared at the Nichirin Blade blocking his way.
Muichiro's pupils contracted slightly, his gaze slowly moving upwards along the blade, finally settling on that familiar figure.
"Master?"
Teiichi did not immediately release the knife in his hand, but gently separated the two blades.
"This ghost cannot be killed yet!"
"Why?" Muichiro asked.
Teiichi turned to look at Lower Rank Six's figure and slowly said, "Killing him now might bring a lot of trouble!"
"Big trouble?"
"Mm!" Teiichi simply replied.
"What kind of trouble is it?" Muichiro asked.
Despite his master's actions not meeting his expectations, Muichiro patiently inquired about the matter out of trust in his master.
Teiichi could understand this.
Most of the members of the Demon Slayer Corps, especially those whose families were destroyed by demons.
They have an unusual obsession with killing demons.
Despite Muichiro's seemingly indifferent attitude towards everything, he takes demon slaying very seriously.
If I don't explain it to him clearly, he might even think I'm colluding with evil spirits.
After thinking for Teiichi explained, "If we kill him, Muzan might come, and then things will get complicated!"
" Muzan? The Demon King Muzan Kibutsuji?" Muichiro asked.
"Mm!" Teiichi nodded slightly.
Upon hearing this, Muichiro became even more puzzled.
Why did Muzan Kibutsuji come after he was killed?
Is it because he's the Lower Rank moon?
No, impossible!
If that's the case, there shouldn't be so many Pillars in the Demon Slayer Corps right now!
Muichiro could only ask:
Why would killing him attract Muzan Kibutsuji?
" Muzan can see the Lower Rank's death scene, and I might be on Muzan's list. If Muzan sees me, he might try to kill me!"
" Muzan Kibutsuji's list?"
"Emm..." Teiichi thought about how to explain, "It basically means that Muzan Kibutsuji sees you as an obstacle, dislikes you, and will try to get rid of you!"
Upon hearing this, Muichiro nodded thoughtfully.
Is it because he's too powerful that the demons see him as an opponent they must eliminate...?
Muichiro turned to look at Lower Rank Six, "So we're not going to kill this demon?"
"Keep him under control, and let the sun kill him when it comes out!" Teiichi said calmly.
Hearing that they weren't going to let the demon go, Muichiro breathed a sigh of relief and completely relaxed.
Exhaustion quickly set in, and the burning sensation left by the flames gradually became clearer.
Muichiro moved slightly, feeling that his body seemed a little stiff.
Muichiro's changes naturally did not escape Teiichi's notice. His gaze swept carefully over Muichiro before he spoke:
"You've completed the mission. It was my fault for not killing Lower Rank Six directly. Let Ginko take you to a nearby medical point for treatment!"
Muichiro gently shook his head. "No need. I was just grazed by his flames; I wasn't burned the whole time. The injury isn't serious. I'll be fine after a few days of rest!"
Teiichi ignored Muichiro's words, looked up and searched the sky, and soon spotted two figures, one in black and one in white. He then waved to them.
White Feather and Ginko received the message and quickly flew down.
As soon as the Ginko coin landed, she rushed towards Muichiro, her worried eyes fixed on his disheveled and slightly embarrassed appearance.
"Lord Muichiro, you don't look well. Are you alright?"
Ginko's voice was full of concern as it gently touched the back of Muichiro's hand with its beak, as if to confirm his safety.
Muichiro smiled at Ginko, "No..."
"What do you mean 'nothing'!" Teiichi, " Ginko, take Muichiro to a nearby treatment center!"
Muichiro turned to look at Teiichi, "Master, I really..."
Before he could finish speaking, Teiichi interrupted him.
Teiichi raised a hand and ruffled Muichiro's hair. "Listen to me! No matter how minor or serious your injury is, go get it treated!"
Muichiro wanted to say something, but seeing his master's unyielding gaze and the warmth and strength emanating from the gentle touch on his head, he ultimately chose to remain silent.
He nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.
The man and the bird quickly disappeared from Teiichi's sight.
Teiichi looked down at Lower Rank Six, whose head was slowly growing.
He bent down slightly, grabbed Lower Rank Six's collar, and walked away into the distance.
This place is still too close to the town.
Given Muzan's personality, even if he knew he wouldn't be staying here tomorrow, he would probably still come and search the place.
If we get too close, I'm worried that Muzan.
On the way, Lower Rank Six Riku's severed head slowly grew back.
As vision gradually cleared, the surrounding scenery swayed before my eyes, slowly approaching and then disappearing from my sight.
Am I being dragged along?
Lower Rank Six realized his current predicament.
His gaze shifted slightly upwards.
The one carrying it was the Demon Slayer who came to complete the quest.
His pupils darted around, but he didn't see the Demon Slayer he had been fighting.
Has that brat left?
Damn it, I was just careless for a moment!
Next time I'll definitely teach you a lesson!
Lower Rank Six thought this to himself, then his gaze returned to the face of the Demon Slayer who was carrying him.
His right fist, which was dangling beneath him, suddenly clenched.
Before he could even throw the attack, calm words rang in his ears.
If I were you, I would stay still!
Lower Rank Six Six's pupils darted around, and he realized that he was surrounded only by himself and the Demon Slayer he was now in.
Since I didn't speak, does that mean it was the Demon Slayer who just spoke?
How ridiculous, what is he saying?
Ignoring the Demon Slayer's words, he slightly twisted his body and slammed his clenched right fist toward the Demon Slayer.
Clang!
A crisp, resonant sound rang in Lower Rank Six's mind.
What is that sound?
Only this one thought flashed through Lower Rank Six's mind.
The next moment.
All that could be seen reflected in his pupils was the dazzling glint of the blade.
The fist that had just been swung around lost its strength again and drooped down.
Teiichi gently sheathed his Nichirin Blade and continued walking into the distance without changing his pace.
As dawn broke.
On an unnamed mountain peak.
Lower Rank Six was tied to a tree facing east by vines, without any struggle.
He did struggle along the way, but each time before he could retaliate, he was met with a flash of light from a blade.
He still hadn't figured out how the Demon Slayer in front of him drew his sword.
Looking at the Demon Slayer sitting not far away, Jiro suddenly realized something.
Is that why Taro didn't run away?
Time passed slowly.
As the first rays of sunlight shone in, the Demon Slayer appeared to be sitting in front of him.
She gently raised her hand, as if greeting herself.