“It seems the sparrow-turned-Demon also feeds on its own kind.
I thought it would eat humans.” Nathan flicked his finger, sending the sparrow outside.
It was now broad daylight.
Sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone upon the earth.
The Sparrow Demon, upon its first contact with the sunlight, let out a scream and turned to ash.
“It seems it has the same weakness as Demons… fear of sunlight.” Nathan waved his hand and released the remaining sparrows.
It turned out that without the relevant magical foundation, nor the Clock Tower’s materials and equipment, it was impossible for Nathan to decipher the secrets of the Demon’s bloodline in a short time.
“I’ll take this back and let the others in the Association study it.” Nathan decided to leave this to the Clock Tower, to other researchers under his family, and just enjoy the results.
After all, he was the heir to one of the Clock Tower’s Twelve Lords.
He only needed to focus on studying Astromancy Magecraft well.
Looking at the pile of sparrow corpses on the ground, Nathan waved his hand, and a shimmering light rose from the ground, tossing these corpses in front of Hantengu.
“Eat these clean.” He was using Hantengu as a trash compactor.
Hantengu looked at the sparrow corpses injected with his blood, with anger in his eyes.
For a Demon, food other than humans is inedible.
But he dared not disobey Nathan’s orders, so he could only pick up the sparrow corpses, stuff them into his mouth, and swallow them with difficulty.
Seeing this, Sekido roared at Nathan: “We’ll kill you sooner or later!” But since he had been constantly drained of life force to extract magical energy, his roar was weak and completely devoid of power.
Aizetsu said: “Stop arguing.
We’re all going to die anyway.” His expression was sorrowful, and he seemed so weak that he might die at any moment.
Beneath them, the gemstones placed at the four corners of the altar grew deeper in color, storing a considerable amount of magical energy.
Nathan checked the magical energy inside the gemstones and let out an exclamation of admiration: “Very good.
You’re quite useful.
It’s already exceeded a thousand people’s worth.” He sighed: “I wonder how much magical energy can be extracted from Kibutsuji Muzan.
Could it be equivalent to a Holy Grail?
That would be perfect.” If that were the case, Nathan could then go to the Einzbern Family for further studies.
If he could find the method to create a Holy Grail, he could craft one himself.
That would be absolutely perfect.
Just then, the Hashiras, led by the Stone Hashira, also walked over.
The Stone Hashira clasped his hands together: “May I ask, is there anything we can do?
It’s supposed to be our mission, yet we’re just reaping the benefits.
It’s hard on our conscience.” “Get some good rest and build up your strength.
You’ll have something to do tonight.
All the Twelve Kizuki will be here tonight.
I want you to take care of the Lower Moons.
Any problems?” The Flame Hashira pounded his chest: “Leave it to us!
A mere Lower Moon is no problem for us.” … Night fell.
All the Hashiras were excited because Nathan told them that all the remaining Twelve Kizuki had arrived at the foot of Mount Fujikasane.
“It’s finally about to begin.” The Flame Hashira held his sword, his heart surging with excitement.
“The history of Demons will end in our generation!” He leaped into a tree and sped down the mountain.
Half of the Hashiras followed him down the mountain, while the remaining half stayed behind to protect Kagaya.
Shinobu could barely contain herself.
She rubbed her Nichirin Blade, eager to go and kill Doma.
“Doma is here.” Nathan opened his eyes, pointing with his right hand to the northwest.
“In that direction.” Swish— Shinobu shot out like an arrow from a bow, disappearing among the trees in a few bounds.
Nezuko, standing nearby, looked at Nathan.
Nathan nodded at her: “I choose you, Nezuko!
Go!
Use Exploding Blood on Doma!” “Mhm~!” Nezuko nodded firmly and charged in the direction Shinobu had gone.
Tanjiro was a little worried: “Nezuko won’t be in danger, will she?” “Don’t worry.” Nathan said.
“After becoming my familiar, Nezuko has not only awakened her original Blood Demon Art, but all her physical abilities have also been greatly enhanced.
She could kick you to death right now, so you don’t need to worry.” “I see.” Tanjiro scratched his head a little sheepishly.
Not being a match for his own sister was a bit embarrassing.
“Alright, now’s not the time to think about that.
The Upper Moons could appear at any moment.
You should be a bit more alert.
You’re still very fragile.” Nathan said, casually picking up a clay pot.
He slapped his hand onto the pot, and a brilliant light overflowed from his palm, sealing the entire pot.
That was a sealing spell Nathan had prepared in advance.
At that moment, the inside of the pot began to tremble violently, as if something was trying to burrow out.
But as soon as it poked out of the opening, a wisp of weakened sunlight suddenly erupted, instantly dissolving the part that had emerged.
“It hurts!!!” “It hurts so much!!” A scream came from inside the pot.
That was Upper Moon Five, the Pot Demon, Gyokko.
He had crept up the mountain and hidden himself inside the clay pot, planning to kill Nathan when he was off guard.
Unfortunately, how could Nathan be so unprepared?
He had spent an entire day turning all of Mount Fujikasane into his magical workshop.
This was his territory, and every single movement within it could not escape his notice.
“This is the easiest Upper Moon to hunt…
he delivered himself right to me.” Nathan said.
“But you’re also very lucky.
I hadn’t originally planned to take any prisoners because it’s too much trouble.
But in your current situation, you’re very suitable for extracting magical energy.” He placed Gyokko into the altar as well, began draining his life force to extract magical energy, and then continued to wait with his eyes closed.
At that moment, he began to observe his two familiars’ battles through their eyes.
Shinobu had already found Doma.
“Doma!” Shinobu’s killing intent was unmistakable.
“Today is the day you die!” “So it’s you.” Doma was a little surprised.
He looked at Shinobu’s face and recalled the woman who resembled her somewhat.
“I remember your sister.
She was truly a beautiful woman.
Unfortunately, it was almost dawn when I killed her, so I couldn’t eat her.
What a pity.” Shinobu’s eyes turned red.
Kanae’s ghost, standing beside her, advised her: “Shinobu, don’t be provoked by him.
Stay calm.
Your sister is right here with you.” Shinobu let out a breath, calming her mind.
Cursed power emanated from her body, infecting her Nichirin Blade and the wisteria poison tempered within it.