The Primal Hunter

Scarlett had a hard time imagining it. The first time she met the Chosen had been so brief, and she had barely had any time to talk to him as he was busy just making his way through the Mangrove. She also didn’t fully realize who he was back then. With time she did come to understand and began to think about how she could make herself useful to the Forefather and his Chosen.

She was naturally elated when the Chosen trusted her enough to defend his comrades from danger and even more happy when those comrades chose to stay. Ms. Wells even taught Scarlett so many things. The more senior servant of the Forefather’s Chosen told her about how some enemy Chosen of an extremely powerful god had backstabbed the Forefather’s Chosen and tried to kill him. Or, well, maybe the goal was not to kill him? Scarlett wasn’t sure. All she knew was that several comrades of the bad Chosen were killed, and the coward fled, resulting in the Malefic’s Chosen taking over the world just as one would expect. As things should be.

Now, after his victory, he had finally returned to the Mangrove, where they were doing everything to help him, Old Grumpy snake even making a formation for the Chosen to teleport to the Order as he pleased.

But what she had truly had a hard time imagining was not any of his feats but his demeanor and sheer presence. Scarlett had met many humans and beasts, but one thing was for sure:

The Chosen was the coolest of them all.

Like, he was so cool in everything. He was only D-grade, sure, but Scarlett felt like she walked beside a far more powerful beast than herself. Logically she knew she didn’t, but his presence was still awe-inspiring. To add on, he had not a shred of fear. Scarlett had honed her skills in evaluating humans. She could quite literally smell fear and weakness, and any kind of nervousness would be clear before her eyes. Yet she felt none of those things from the Chosen. In fact, she was the one who felt scared and nervous when she walked with him… how couldn’t she? He was the Chosen of the Forefather.

“Scarlett,” the Chosen asked, making her feel all bubbly inside from him using her name. “Have you considered what your future plans are?”

Scarlett was perplexed for a moment about what he meant. Thinking a bit about it, she didn’t really have any plans besides helping the Chosen. The formation was not anything she could help with, and the Mangrove was firmly under their control. Even if she was not there alone, the other C-grades could easily handle anything that cropped up. Besides that, her only plan had been to maybe explore the ocean and hunt there – something she had already been doing for a while. It wasn’t the best hunting ground, and it often took a long time to find worthy prey, but she had to take what she could get. Worst of all, she had to do the hunting in her true form.

Not that anything she currently did mattered if the Chosen had other thoughts in mind.

“Does the Chosen have anything he wants me to do?” she asked, feeling a bit of hope. Maybe he had more he wanted her to help with?

“No, not anything like that,” he answered, making Scarlett a bit disappointed.

“I was just considering if you have considered going to the Order of the Malefic Viper? I have explored a bit of Earth, and while it is possible, I doubt the planet is that good of a place for someone like you to grow. I am positive there are no B-grades, and even peak C-grades would be astronomically rare, assuming they even exist. Meanwhile, going to the Order would open up a multiverse of possibilities,” the Chosen said, Scarlett, listening intensely while barely holding herself back from screaming “YES!” after the very first sentence as she tried to remain respectful.

“Going to the Order of the Forefather would be both an honor and a privilege,” Scarlett answered with a big smile on her face as courteously as she could, even bowing a bit, the same way she had seen some young human women do it.

“Great,” the Chosen said with a smile. “Now, if possible, can you show me a safe place for a measuring device within the settlement?”

“Naturally,” Scarlett complied without asking further questions.

“And can you then do me one other small favor after?” the Chosen asked as he turned and looked at her.

“The Chosen does not even need to ask,” Scarlett answered with conviction.

you to bite me a

and took a moment to process what he had asked before her face

to make it fair,

couldn’t hold himself back forever when standing next to a snake girl like her. It was irresistible and impossible not to ask for at least a

venom capable of killing hundreds of D-grades with a single drop. It was

he got her to relax and listen to

Chosen? My venom is quite potent, and I have only honed it further since I received the

a dedicated Toxicity stat?” Jake asked with a

a stat called Toxicity that is related to how toxic anything I do is, making

it replace any of the nine we

do not have the Intelligence stat. This one allows my toxins to be far

while since I encountered a toxin it proved ineffective against. Don’t worry; if

that he was sure those would work, but why worry her? Jake was confident in

kind of agreed,

No rush, we can always do it after going to the Order if you want where we got assistance nearby if we do mess it up,” Jake smiled to comfort her. It maybe was also smart to have Meira nearby as she was a healer.

wait…” Scarlett said

go get this weird

deposit it safely, and Scarlett even told a C-grade snake to keep an eye on it. Jake activated it right away and saw

time to go to the World Congress. A Congress that should, for all intents and purposes, be

him, and he saw no reason not to allow it. It was a bit awkward, though, like going to a birthday party as the oldest cousin

planned next did not include a lot of moving around. With some time to spare, Jake found a nice place to relax and

Become World Leader

of the Malefic

of the

Order

skill creation with the help

6. Actually evolve.

easy and would come in a couple of days if all went to plan. As for two and three, then upgrading the two skills was something Jake had subtly been working

self. He also knew that it was not as easy as both of them had hoped and that they would likely need more preparation than first expected. However, in any case, then they both knew that live battle was the best time to consolidate everything and make the skill. It was only when in a life-and-death situation that Jake’s instincts were at their sharpest, and the best results could

Jake wasn’t worried. In fact, he had a strong feeling as to what they would be. Especially the one for his profession. But, rather than theorize, it was better to just see the quest, and the easiest way to do that was to get one more level

upgrade? As for the skill he would upgrade first, it really was a no-brainer. It was the skill Jake should have arguably upgraded as one of the first but had somehow ended up never really focusing on. It was naturally Sense of