Ghost Slayer: My Wife Kanao

The night was so long that before they knew it, most of the traders had fallen asleep, including Giyu Tomioka beside him.

Of course, the guards responsible for protecting the merchants remained vigilant, though their eyes were slightly squinted, showing signs of fatigue.

After all, they were not demons, and at this time, they too were feeling sleepy.

Sam Miller held Kanao Tsuyuri in his arms and looked into the distance. As a demon, he keenly sensed the presence of another of his kind.

A demon had been following the caravan.

"Is it the demon who attacked Giyu Tomioka's family the day before his sister's wedding was reported?" he wondered, carefully setting aside the sleeping Kanao and gently standing up.

As he moved, the vigilant merchant guards abruptly opened their eyes.

After all, they were still wary of Sam, a stranger walking through the wilderness and mountain suburbs.

Sam ignored the merchant guards and simply walked out with light steps.

The leader of the guards was concerned and nodded towards two other guards.

The two guards also stood up and followed him cautiously.

The night was very dark. Sam walked slowly into the night, and the eyes of the two guards following him were filled with doubt, their vigilance deepening.

Why would someone suddenly run out at such a late hour?

Could he be an informant for bandits, responsible for delivering news?

Such thoughts could not help but arise in their minds, and they looked at the boy ahead with suspicion. If it were true...

The two guards couldn't help but press their hands to their waists.

Suddenly, the young man wearing a bamboo hat stopped and turned his head, looking in the direction where they were hiding. "You guys, go back," he said seriously.

"It was discovered." The two guards were shocked. They thought they had been discreet enough, but they were still found out.

Once discovered, the two guards did not hide and walked out of the grass, looking around vigilantly. "Explain why you ran out here in the middle of the night, or who are you meeting?" they demanded, hands unconsciously resting at their waists.

Sam shook his head helplessly. He was being misunderstood again.

"This is not where you should stay," he said seriously.

The two guards obviously didn't believe him and continued to watch him cautiously, even appearing eager to detain him and question his intentions.

"It's really hard to persuade the damn ghost!" he muttered wryly, not trying to persuade the two any further. Instead, he turned his head, squinting into the distance.

The presence of the demon was getting closer.

The other party seemed to sense his aura and showed hesitation.

But then, the demon charged forward at an even faster pace.

Under the hat, Sam's eyes were cold, and his hands tightly gripped the Nichirin Blade at his waist.

This was the second time he had encountered a demon.

Compared to the panic he felt during his first encounter, he was very calm now.

When he first faced a demon, he was weaker than the demon.

Now, after such a long period of training and adjusting to his own demon strength, his power had increased significantly.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that the strength of this demon should be similar to the first one he met.

"Alright, let's see how much my strength has improved during this time," he said softly.

At that moment, the sound of something slicing through the air reached him, and a humanoid demon covered in barbs appeared on a large tree in front of him, staring coldly with bright red eyes.

"Where did this brat come from... entering my territory and competing with me for blood?" a sinister voice emanated from the demon's mouth, exuding infinite malice.