[Monastery sissy?]

All around was covered by brush and wood. The leafy trees were tall as pillars; there were areas in complete darkness, even though it was broad daylight.

Silence reigned hegemonically, the occasional silences of different animals, its threshold between serenity and darkness.

There were no roads or traces of civilization, only interceder nature.

Federick crouched down, taking some soil in his hands.

'System, tell me the current location.' Federick asked without much hope.

In the manual, several hunting areas had been highlighted; where their general ecosystem was explained.

[My Lord, it is not advisable to access this information. It is a secluded place, far from any civilization; trying to find it out, would be a huge waste of your energy, which would be extremely negative for your current situation].

'Recondite place... Away from civilization. Federick memorized.

He decided to set off, cautiously. He had no idea where he was, nor his degree of danger.

'Today was not a day off, but abundant with tasks; countless instructors to visit. Would Christopher have personally taken care of it?' Federick thought doubtfully.

His pace was steady and steady, watching carefully where he put his footing. There were leaves everywhere and numerous bushes, but he had observed no traces of wildlife.

'I had history study today... I suppose the prince's first trip to the outskirts, guided by his esteemed master, Christopher the great general, is making history itself.'

Despite his caution, his pace was upward, going deep into the depths of the endless terrain.

'His unknown goals, will they agree with the thoughts of the family?' Federick's mind was multi-functional, exploring the possibilities and keeping pace with his trek.

'Shit, fucking hyperactivity. Hunting, yes, hunting should be my object of concentration. My first step should be to identify tracks or a common wildlife path.'

With that thought, Federick began to move with greater vehemence. His goal was to find a height that would allow him to observe the surroundings, but in his current location this was not possible; the terrain was closed, mostly covered by tall, leafy trees.

He was inexperienced; in his prolonged walk around him varied traces had appeared, of which he had failed to notice. imperceptible scratches on trees, feathers in the interiors of bushes, and animal excrement in the corners.

Although he hadn't noticed anything, he was not dissatisfied. His original objective remained, looking for a moderately open area where he could observe from some height.

...

Federick was on a tree, which he had climbed. It had probably been an hour since he had been left alone.

A short time ago he had climbed over the tree and fortunately had witnessed a possible path used by wildlife. After an arduous hike, though not at all at his limit, he found himself resting for a few minutes before returning to his journey.

Spending time organizing his thoughts and plans. Clearing his mind to a serene one; for this short task had already put him under slight pressure. Especially since he had been robbed of all his items, and left bare-handed.

He was in the middle of nowhere, with no knowledge, no gadgets. The only hope: his ability.

He had to give reason to the public remarks about the personality of his great-uncle. This "simple" task had put him under unimaginable pressure, stress, and irrevocable fear, of anyone else; regardless of his status or age.

But under this approach, he was trying to improve his various aspects. He recognized that his greatest current potential lay in his mind and not in his physical body.

At this moment he was performing two tasks: granting rest to his body and exploring the underlying depths within himself.

Although he did not know how to explain it, he intuitively recognized the possibility of die. In theory it was a "test" supervised by Christopher, but in reality, from time to time this deep and frightening feeling appeared.

From his birth to his current age, he had not felt a feeling of such magnitude. A fact that he recognized was that his intuition was prodigious; but I had never gone into it in depth.

'This feeling is sick, its origin in my chest, branching out to the rest of my body... Not even the scarring of its absence is enough to suppress it.' Federick analyzed his situation in his thoughts.

The area between his eyebrows throbbed, for a few moments, there was a slight but constant pressure on it.

'In my previous world, it was considered divine by different ancient civilizations... In this world, it is magical; has great importance in magical theory'. Frederick thought.

His intention was to discover the enclaves of his current situation, trying not to slander her and discredit her as a common event.

Slowly but steadily, at one point, he had abandoned his outer senses. He had completely immersed himself in his inner senses.

If Christopher isn't going to be called 'Christopher', he'll probably vomit blood if he watches this scene.

'The Beginning is One, One is the Beginning. The divine act is the observation of the Divine. Everything existing enumerated in a divine intention'.

Federick's previously empty mind, with constancy, had already been occupied by numerous colors. His knowing, expansive.

Suddenly, with a breaking 'click'; It was when he reached the epitome.

His face showed a relaxed expression, with his eyes and lips sealed.

With the hiss of air, his vision expanded mystically. As if incarnating the body of a bird, his vision was at the upper reaches of the sky.

But this was not limited to a stratospheric view. His vision alternated, far or near; It was a strange state, to which he was not accustomed.

Seconds ticked by, turning into minutes. Federick's understanding of this ability increased with each passing moment.

He quickly recognized the terrain that he managed to observe: he actually found himself from where he found himself.

And he could even observe her body that was lying quietly on a prominent tree. His posture was strange, after all, it had been difficult to find a feasible position in the tree.

'Damn crazy people from today'.

But before this discovery, he turned his attention to the previously visualized path. He was surprised to be able to notice traces, previously imperceptible.

After following a short stretch of this supposed path, he discovered that there were, in fact, traces of wildlife. Droppings, marks and even tiny hairs.

Upon observing this, he returned to reality, thus continuing with his task.

Said and done, he regained control over his body, first revitalizing his senses carefully around him, not seeing any type of danger, finally he went down to pursue the path.

'System, you're good hiding things.' Federico thought without a second thougt.

[Congratulations! Congratulations!]

Intuitively, from his inner knowing, he recognized that this ability originated from his innate ability: 'Three omniscient sights'.

Although you usually recognized it as an 'operating system', you shouldn't forget its true and unique origin; an innate ability, of which he was unaware of its depth.

So, he continued on his way. I usually observed animal droppings or markings.

Until he finally recognized the mark as a footprint. Its shape was heart-shaped, highlighting hooves, with two front fingers. It dipped in slight folds and was average in width.

Federick gave one last smile; although he could recognize these features, he was not equipped with sufficient knowledge to recognize the specific animal.

'System, analyze this trace'. Frederick thought with weight.

Although it was not his intention, he had to resort to his system; He wasn't stupid, he didn't want to put himself at risk by misreading some prints.

[Red-tailed Deer: A harmless, vegetarian animal that usually roams in herds. Its most common food is wild fruits. Extremely fearful

Based on the footprint, it is probably a specimen in its infant stage]

Given the information provided, Federick immediately proceed with this objective.

He moved cautiously, slowly. His intention was to obtain a perfect performance, for which he did what was necessary.

Soon, after tens of minutes, he was the protagonist of two lucky events. He observed more similar footprints and heard the noise of a probable stream.

Hopeful, he continued in the direction marked by these two tests. His earlier wariness, had diminished by a small number.

When through his prodigious gaze he discovered the stream, it was when he recovered his previous caution. Recognizing potential hazards.

Even in their previous knowledge, the common sense was stored that the streams were concentration sites of different animals; not to mention in the book provided by his great-uncle.

Using the prospects listed in the manual, his pace was slow. He followed the path of the river, hiding in the undergrowth around him; Paying special attention.

This continued until he demonstrated the acclaimed deer, sipping water on the banks of the stream. At this, her fists clenched, but her mind was not covered in excitement.

The deer after sipping water, changed its direction into the undergrowth. He intended to continue on his way, trying to find his home again.

Behind him, a beast loomed, its jaws releasing foul breath and its eyes red.

Federick followed him from a considerable distance. He did not want to give away his position, and hoped to strike at the right time.

His hands were free, without any sharp objects; Before this, a completely surreal event happened. A few meters ahead, stuck in a nearby tree, a long knife was found.

'How is this possible'. Federick thought incredulously.

[My Lord, there are still fingerprints on the handle]

"..."

After obtaining it, he hid it in his clothes. He was still chasing his prey, waiting for the right moment.

But an unexpected event occurred.

The ignorant deer did not know where or when the blow came from.

Out of the darkness, a beast had shot out. Determinedly, its jaws reached for the deer's virgin neck. Sinking into it, blood trickled out.

'I guess I failed.' Federico thought without disappointment.

For the next hour, Federick patiently remained still and silent. He was afraid of alerting the herd that had gathered around the deer.

When they finally withdrew, it was when Federick quickly moved from his spot. The smell of blood would attract other dangerous animals.

He moved quite far from the area, but not from the creek. He still remained in the vicinity.

At this time, in addition to hiding, he was looking for another target. Since it was close to the river, he was able to use only his powers of observation.

He waited for a total of two hours, searching for the perfect target. His breath was sealed and his movements were null.

'I cannot pursue a modest prey, nor err on the side of self-sufficiency.'

Until finally it proved a potential prey. Similar to a boar, it wasn't very big, so he thought it wasn't mortally dangerous.

The only qualitative difference was its two huge curved fangs, worn white.

He followed him tens of meters, until to his ridicule, he demonstrated how a bow and quiver rested on a random branch.

"..."

Now equipped with a bow, arrows, and long knife, he set out to slaughter his prey.

Positioning her slender fingers on the rope, she pointed in the direction of the unsuspecting boar. Tightening the rope, he released it with a loud 'click'.

The boar, alerted, raised its head from the grasslands... Too late.

In a second, an arrow was penetrating his forehead, which began to drip blood in gushes. He had no reaction time, resting on the grasslands that he was previously consuming.

'System, what is your current status?'. Federico asked cautiously.

Although the impact was evident, he did not want to take the risk. From what he had learned from the manual, it was extremely important to be respectful and humble.

[Lord, he still lies alive]

With this knowledge, Federick approached a few meters. Tensioning his bow again, he struck a new arrow at the poor dying boar.

Faced with this stimulus, he reacted angrily; kicking, he fought unconscious against no one. Federick was still more than a dozen meters away.

'System, is it dead yet?'

[Not yet]

"..."

Federick cautiously approached, slitting the animal's throat on its deathbed.

With this last stimulus, he gave his last breath of life in a feeble fight, only to finally perish.

Immediately after, as if he had always been there, Christopher appeared a few feet away. He approached with a wild smile.

"Boy, I'm impressed... If it wasn't, I would have broken your leg." Christopher said with a loud laugh.

"Have you learned conservation skills?". Christopher asked.

"No not yet". Federick responded curtly.

"You're a fucking useless."

"..."

"Well, since you have hunted it, this animal belongs to you. I will send it to your house." Christopher said.

"I do not eat meat". Federico responded impassively.

"..."

"Are you a fucking sissy from a monastery?" Christopher asked honestly.

"I didn't know that you was an religious priest." Frederick replied.

"Yeah, a fucking sissy." Christopher finished.