266 – The Chosen One
Looking back, there was a reason for everything adults said. There was a reason for everything we were told not to do.
It was only after experiencing such a big lesson that I realized that there was definitely a good reason for what adults told us not to do.
When I realized that telling me not to go to the back mountain and play at night wasn’t just adults’ grumpiness,
When I realized that I was just saying that to protect us, the tiger bit my brother. He was still a small child. That’s why he seemed like the weakest prey in the group.
At that time, my younger brother screamed at the top of his lungs, and I could not respond.
When I came to, I was already crying in front of a familiar threshold. I still don’t remember how I escaped from there. All I remember is that when I came to, I was crying, my mother was crying, and her father’s pupils were shaking. There were tears in his eyes.
My parents didn’t scold me. Even though my brother couldn’t come back with me.
Her mother cried loudly. Never before or since have I seen her pour out her emotions like that. I’m glad you came back safely. She said so Her face was contorted in pain.
And my father. I still can’t forget how his normally stern and cold eyes turned red. That was the first time I saw him cry that day.
My parents didn’t scold me. Treated me with love. Every time that happened, I had a nightmare. A dream where my younger brother, whom I abandoned a long time ago, comes to me to make me food for a tiger.
When my younger brother smiled and asked me to come with him with that cute voice, I said I would be happy to do so and took a step forward, and before I knew it, I would wake up leaving my younger brother behind like a mirage.
So, when I was young, my complexion was always haggard. But I didn’t hate the nightmare. Because I was able to meet my younger brother at least in my dreams.
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The only person I could hate is
There was only myself.
The elders of the village could no longer leave the tiger alone, so they raised the money they didn’t have and called a hunter.
As a child, I knew how scary a tiger was. So I couldn’t trust that man. He came to our village walking with a quiver of arrows hanging loosely.
The man, who thought he would become food for the tiger, went into the mountain behind that evening.
The village adults laughed at him. He was accused of going in at night to catch a tiger that was difficult to catch even during the day, and that he was obsessed with death.
And the next morning, a man walked out through the bushes, dragging the tiger’s body. He declared in front of us that he could have the meat, but that he would keep the skin.
The guy who bit my younger brother was already dead with an arrow stuck deep in his forehead.
I burst into tears when I thought that my little brother would come out in that damn sh*t. I kicked the already dead guy’s skin. The hunter had laid it out to dry.
A hunter found me kicking the leather. When I think about it now, I could have been angry at the little boy who was ruining the expensive leather.
But he just watched quietly until I got tired and quit. He told me later that the way he was crying and kicking, unable to hide his outburst of tears, did not seem like a simple prank of a child.
After calming down a little, he asked me if I was relieved now.
He set off far away with his slightly worn leather on his back.
On that day, he became the hero of my childhood.
And he became my dream.
I did not admire the handsome knight wearing armor and wielding a sword.
Because articles like that don’t come to the mountains behind our village.
I also did not envy the wizard who was said to be able to perform mysterious magic.
Because they are from a different world than me.
It was just one hunter who caught the tiger.
That was enough. From that day on, I admired hunters. I begged my parents that I wanted to become a hunter, and my father couldn’t resist my anger, so he called the hunter again.
My father asked him to take me on as his disciple, and surprisingly, he still remembered me. The hunter looked worried, but his father opened his extended pocket and nodded. I became his disciple, and only then did I find out that he could use magic power.
It’s not enough to become an expert recognized by the world,
Enough to hunt wild animals that harm people.
He talked about his skills like that. Only then did I understand why he went to catch the tiger at night. This is because night is when tigers hunt.
If I’m walking down a mountain path at night, a tiger will come to eat me without having to go through any trouble to find it.
He said that he aimed for that moment and pierced the tiger with an arrow.
What is magic that can make a person’s night vision brighter than that of a tiger?
I caught him and demanded that he teach me how to use magic power.
“I see talent in you. If you have this level of magic aptitude, you can be a soldier or a knight. But do you really want to become a hunter?”
Managing magical power was easier than I thought.
My teacher, the hunter who considered himself insignificant, asked me that.
My answer was decided from the beginning.
Knights fight knights,
Soldiers fight soldiers.
But hunters catch wild animals.
Our job is to hunt down the golden beasts that eat people.
I did not hunt animals that could make money.
I hunted a guy that eats people.
Those who had a taste for human meat tried to eat me too,
You have to try to find out who will really be eaten.
Once, a wild boar the size of a house tried to swallow me.
As I was staring at my mouth wide open in fear, I heard a voice.
It was my younger brother.
He was the younger brother who only appeared in nightmares that I no longer dream of.
He was the younger brother who always cursed me with that cute voice.
I cannot be forgiven. My younger brother, who always said that, was smiling.
As if cheering for me.
At that time, how did I pull out the arrow and hang it on the bowstring?
And with what force did the arrow penetrate the uvula beyond the open mouth and kill it instantly?
I don’t remember that either. All I remember is that I didn’t see my brother again after that day.
As time passed, I realized that I had something called fame.
People who I thought lived in another world came to visit me.
I said this to the people who called me the King of the Palace.
If there is a demon that eats people, please call me at any time.
I don’t know if my brother has forgiven me or not.
But I could not forgive myself.
At first I was hunting animals, but soon I was hunting demonic beasts.
It was only then that I realized that the world was full of monsters that eat people.
The more I hunted, the more people showed interest in me.
Among the dogs, there was also someone who was not human.
He showed interest in me, he offered me strength,
That kind of power was needed to hunt monsters.
“Amin. Even for you, it won’t be easy. This is on a different level from the demonic beasts you’ve hunted so far. This is the most powerful creature that the most feared person living in the North Pole… The one whose name cannot be said, smelted and created by hand. We call it… a monster.”
Manticore, a man-eating monster that went around eating people.
Because this was the first time I met someone I couldn’t successfully hunt.
Even though I shot it with several arrows to fight it off, I couldn’t stop it from breathing. If it escapes, it will start eating humans again at any moment.
To hunt such a thing and eliminate Huhwan, stronger power was clearly needed.
I did not reject the voice whispering that it would give me strength. After that, I met many beings called monsters. Some monsters had no interest in humans, but others liked them very much.
I tried hunting every time, but there were not many successful cases. They did not give up their lives lightly. Even though he received power from a being who called himself an ancient god, hunting was not easy.
I felt hatred towards the devil who created such things. A guy who creates monsters that eat people is definitely not a proper guy.
“The king of the palace. I heard you drove out a manticore. I came to you from a very far away place, believing only that story. Please save our kingdom.”
But I was too busy to chase him to the North Pole.
There were too many things in the world that preyed on people.
But because it didn’t seem like that demon king would come to visit me,
I didn’t think I would ever meet him.
“There is a monster among monsters, called the king of monsters. Phoenix. It is the strongest monster that can easily destroy a country. “I know it’s a dangerous job, but I came here because I had no one to ask for help except for Amin, the legendary archer who was chosen by the ancient gods…”
What I didn’t know was that the flame bird was the most special monster to the Demon King.
The two are generally in the same place.