Chapter 121 – Episode 57 – Fourth Past Experience: Hunter Arte (Hunter Who Became Chieftain)

*All characters appearing are adults.
*This is a fictional story that is nothing but fiction. Never follow

I took the bow after a long time.
I thought I’d never catch it again.

I was worried that I would be able to catch even one beast properly.

However, it seems that I was worried for nothing.

-Hunter Arte 〈 Arte’s Diary 〉-

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[The chief of the Black Lion tribe, Barlow, dies.]

The chief of the Black Lion tribe, Barlow, has died.

Barlow was one of the favorite subjects of the demon king Leviathan.
He was a great hunter who made great achievements by capturing countless humans as prisoners of war and bringing them to the demon realm.

The barlow passed away suddenly.
Since there were no ominous signs, no one in the demon world, let alone the tribe, could believe the news.

[Ballow suffered from an incurable disease for a long time.]

He appeared to be in good health, but in reality he was not.

According to the doctor who examined him, he had an incurable disease.
He would have been able to do something if it had been detected early, but he said that he was unfortunately unable to use his hands at the time he discovered the disease.

[He got three wives with such a body.]

One day he will die
But he doesn’t want to die without leaving anything behind.
At least I want to leave a descendant.

So Barlow went looking for women to be his companions.
He wanted strong women who could bear his seed.

He actively participated in Leviathan’s invasion and sought out a woman to be his companion.

And Barlow made Grisa and Hela his wife.
He subdued two of his opponents with his cock and made him follow him for the rest of his life.

Later, even Arte, who came to take revenge on him, gave in and made her his woman.

Barlow, who had taken three mothers and daughters as his wife, eagerly shook his hips and fucked his cock.
As a result of his hard drive, he had a son and four daughters.

[He was very calm when he died.]

It was a painful disease just to breathe out.
So he was always in pain, but it is said that he was calm when facing death.

He is like a person who has reached the stage of liberation.
Since he had already fulfilled his wish, it seems that he had no regrets even if he died.

[The funeral took place over three days.]

The sudden death of the chieftain brought great sorrow to the Black Lion tribe.

He was a chief who made a great contribution to the development of the village by making a big contribution in the war.
In order for the tribe to survive in this era, they accepted new culture and became loyal subjects of the Demon King and received a lot of support.
Thanks to that, the village has developed to the extent that it is not inferior to other cities.
None of the previous chieftains had prospered their tribe.

Now, I was planning to expand the village further, but suddenly passed away.

[Currently, the Black Lion tribe is scheduled to start a contest to select a chieftain.]

There is only one problem left.
Who will become the next chieftain and lead the tribe?
Unusually, the chief of the Black Lion tribe is determined through competition rather than through a hereditary system.

The means to compete is the bow and arrow.
Winning or losing depends on how many prey you catch with your bow and arrow.
The person who has killed the most animals is recognized as the head of the tribe.
Even Barlow was able to win the competition and become the chieftain.

The tribe could be stabilized only when a chief was decided as soon as possible, so the contest started immediately after the funeral.

And Arte also participated in this competition.

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“Hey, you caught all of this by yourself?”

The witch couldn’t believe it.
After the festival, she thought there would be no more surprises, but she was surprised again.

There was a large mountain in front of the shrine maiden.
A height that is more than twice the average adult height.
Animals were piled up to that height.
She was all hit in the middle and died.

And the person who made this mountain stood in front of the shaman.

“Honestly, I didn’t expect to catch it like this. It turned out to be like this after I matched all the guys I could see.”

The culprit’s name was Arte.
A demon with brown hair and green eyes.
Originally, he was a man crazy for revenge, but after becoming a demon, he gave up everything and became a member of the tribe.

Arte, wearing the old leather armor, picked up Barlow’s bow and participated in the competition.

It doesn’t matter who you are, as long as you can shoot a bow well.
In fact, there were dozens of people other than Arte who participated.
Among them were several slaves.

Being a chieftain is an opportunity to rise in status.
It is a one-shot gamble of life that can become rich in a beggarly life.
So, all the confident ones participated in the competition.

Arte outwitted them all and became the winner of the contest…

“…”

Just in case, the priestess turned her gaze to the group of black lions beside her.

“…”

The group of black lions said nothing.
She just nodded her head as she lay down.
The priestess knew what that meant.

‘Are you saying there was no infidelity?’

Cheating exists in any competition.
No matter how fair the examination is, there are those who do not always follow that fairness.

The same goes for this contest.
There was someone who prepared dead animal carcasses in advance to show that he had caught a lot of prey.
There were even those who tried to become victors by disguising their competitors as accidental deaths and eliminating them.
Those who thought they couldn’t win the competition always reached out to do something they shouldn’t.

To prevent this, a group of black lions come out as supervisors.
Because the competition takes place in the hunting grounds favored by a group of black lions, you can see who is doing what.

“Ugh…”
“Ah, you hid it well…”
“Sorry Sorry. Sorry.”

There were also people who were caught cheating in this tournament.
All of them, without exception, were captured by the black lions.
Those who cheated were isolated and ridiculed by all.
She went out confidently, but the result was like that, and she was laughed at a lot.

Their pride is hurt, but they couldn’t lift their heads.
What they did was clearly wrong.
From now on, you won’t be able to carry your face around for the rest of your life.

In this way, the group of black lions catches all those who have cheated.
Conversely, those who did not cheat are left alone.

In other words, Arte hunted the beasts he had piled up like a mountain with his own hands.
With your own hands, without anyone’s help.
If I had cheated, I would have been dragged out right away.

“Isn’t that exactly the same as the Chief?”
“Did you secretly learn bow practice from the chief?”
“She is a scary woman. It wasn’t for nothing that I challenged the demon king.”

Even the villagers were astonished.
Even if you’re a hunter, you’re still a human after all.
They are incomparable to those who always hunt ferocious beasts.
She saw that even if she turned into a demon, she could not make up for the experience.

Arte broke that prejudice.

‘I thought it wouldn’t work because it’s been a while…’

In fact, Arte was also surprised.
She never picked up a bow because she focused only on giving birth to and taking care of her son.
She saw that even if she didn’t go hunting, there was no problem because she had money to eat and play for the rest of her life.

But things changed when Barlow died.
Knowing that Barlow had amassed a lot of wealth, some people kept approaching the mansion with nefarious purposes.
Arte always expelled them all by revealing her murderous ways, but she could not guarantee how long she would be able to do this.

‘How would you like to become a chieftain?’

In response, Tai, a woman who massaged her breasts with aphrodisiac oil, advised.

‘Unless they’re stupid, they won’t touch the chief easily.’

If you become a chieftain, you may not approach him anymore.
The reason why I have not been able to approach Barlow so far is that he is strong, but he has the status of a chieftain.
If Arte becomes the chief, everything can be solved.

‘If you’re confident, there’s nothing you can’t do. She also had a female chieftain.’

Yingle, the counselor who taught Arte, responded in the same way,

‘A chieftain? Do it if you are confident. Because anyone can participate.’

Miko and Solut were the same.

Arte thus picked up her bow again.
She was worried that the result would be the worst since it had been a long time since she had been catching it.

She was worried for nothing.
Her skills did not rust.

“Now, let’s go to the appointment ceremony. Didn’t you bring the cloak for that?”
“…”

Arte sits on one knee and waits for her appointment ceremony.
I didn’t like that arteel solution.

‘Why is this woman…’

To be honest, she wanted to leave.
It’s great that he chose to become the chieftain for his family, but he still hoped that someone else would be the chieftain.

The reason is because of her past.

‘What if I become a tyrant.’

The reason Arte came to the Demon Realm was for revenge.
To kill Barlow, who killed her father and burned the village.
There can be no good feelings towards the Black Lion tribe led by that barlow.

It wasn’t just Barlow who plundered the village.
Other tribesmen also enslaved the villagers, always using them as sexual instruments.

Although she has lost her will to take revenge after constant torture and torture, can we really say that her vengeful spirit is gone?
Couldn’t he use this opportunity to get revenge?

Sollut continued to worry as she placed her chieftain’s symbol, the black cloak, on her kneeling Arte.
I wasn’t really sure if it would be good to go according to the results of the competition.

“If you’re worried, watch me.”
“Yes?”

Because the cloak had to be put on, Solut had to get down on one knee and stick close to Arte.
Unbeknownst to anyone, Arte whispered into Solut’s ear.

“I know you doubt me.”
“…”
“Then how about living in my house? After all, the shrine maiden has a lot to talk about with the chief, right?”

Miko mediates between the group of black lions, who are sacred guardians, and the villagers.
An existence that prevents intruders from entering the territory of the black lion group.
She always presides over sacred ancestral rites on the village’s birth anniversary.
He is the second most powerful being in the Black Lion Tribe after the chieftain.

Therefore, if the chieftain goes the wrong way, the shaman has the right to stop it.

“If you don’t want to come, shall we move to the side where the black lions are? Don’t you want to be separated from the Guardians?”
“Are you serious?”
“If I wasn’t sincere, would I have just talked about it?”
“…”

She is a truly unstoppable woman.
She was a woman who was dying in a maddening madness with vengeance.
Although she was eventually revived at Barlow’s whim.

Such a woman became the chieftain.
She even brought up the idea of ​​living with the woman she doubted the most.

Living together will make monitoring easier.
It’s an opportunity to watch from the side whether you will sincerely devote yourself to the tribe.

But, are you really serious?
Can he make the decision to let a woman who could be his enemy into her house be easy?

Arte said one more word to Solute who was thinking about it.

“I’ll give you a son if you want.”
“… Yes?”
“When you grow up and become an adult, I will marry you. You, my son, are you very cute?”
“Who, who said that!”

Solut groaned.

“Ah…”

Her face turned red when she realized that all the residents were watching.

‘What am I talking about?’

Certainly Arte’s son was cute.
He even had the thought that if he grew up wonderfully and became an adult, he would like to confess.

She herself is in a position where she has to get married even in order to give birth to an heir.
If Arte’s son comes of age, she wouldn’t mind marrying him.
Not only her son, but also Solut herself likes him.

However, it is only imagination.

“Ah, whatever! This concludes the appointment ceremony. The new chieftain, show yourself to the villagers!”

The chief contest that shocked everyone returned to Arte’s victory.
Arte, dressed in a black cloak, stood in front of everyone and declared that she had become a chieftain.

“I will continue her husband’s will and develop her tribe.”

Everyone worried and worried, but Arte, who became the chief, faithfully governed the tribe.
The expansion of the village, which Barlow had planned during his lifetime, was also successfully accomplished.
He was trusted by the demon king and was recognized as a loyal subject.

As long as Arte doesn’t change his mind, the Black Lion tribe will continue to prosper.

And,

“Haang, haang, haang, stab me more! Fill Solut’s pussy with semen!”

Decades later, Solut married Arte’s son.
It’s ironic that a woman who was very suspicious of Arte became her daughter-in-law.