He walked while carrying the boar inside the forest again, this time heading back to where he came from.

For him it was not that hard to find the way in the forest since his father showed him the way and clearly remembered the forest since the time he turned 10.

He walked for about 18 minutes of walking while carrying the boar he finally got back to the wooden house.

He saw no one so he thought *Looks like they are still not here, I wonder what is keeping them this late?*

He meant his father and mother, but he did not really mind it since it already happened before, and sometimes they even come home in the next morning so he did not worry anymore, but he still wondered why do they come late sometimes, but when he asks his father, his father will always say “there’s no need to know” and will just smile at him, so he just kept quiet and did not ask anymore.

He walked to the side of the house where he was practicing his sword strike before and dropped the boar.

As he dropped the boar he walked inside the wooden house grabbing a Red Crystal from the table and walked outside again.

He walked towards the boar and sat beside it as he gently placed the Red Crystal on one of his pocket and took out his dagger.

He gently started skinning the boar. it’s pretty hard to skin a boar but for a hunter like him it was easy but some part of it needed to be pulled with his hands but it was not hard for him too since he have great strength and he really did not have to worry about damaging the skin since he just wanted to eat the meat anyway and will just throw the skin away later.

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After carefully skinning the boar he sliced two part of the meat each being enough to fit in one of his hand.

He stood up and grabbed a clean stick with a pointed head and inserted the two meats till it was in the middle of the stick.

He walked towards one of the barrel and opened it. Inside of the barrel was some water, it was clearly used for cleaning the meat first. As he gently placed the stick with the meat in it and opened another barrel beside the first one, inside was also some water with a scoop floating on the water.

He grabbed the scoop with one hand and filled it with water as he gently lifted it up placing it near his mouth as he drank the water. He filled it up two more times before stopping and placed the scoop on the water again and closed the barrel.

He grabbed the stick from the barrel and took it out as he also closed that barrel. The meat was no longer bloody as it is now wet.

He held the stick with one hand as he walked where the stick were before as there was a stick holder on that place.

He gently placed the stick on the Stick holder and took out the red crystal. He placed it near the meat and suddenly firmly gripped the crystal as the crystal suddenly started cooking the meat, but even if he was holding the crystal he did not get burned nor did he feel the hotness of the flame as he don’t know why either.

*Still amazing like before no matter how many times I use this* he said in his mind, It was a crystal that his father and mother brought with them when they came back late in the morning before.

His father told him that “Keep this and use this to cook the meat that you hunt when we are not here, just place it near the meat and grip it as hard as you can and it will cook the meat, don’t worry it will not hurt the person who is holding this crystal, and after you think that the meat is done just weaken your grip and it will stop cooking the meat.”

After about 1 minute of being under flame the meat became ready to eat as he quickly weakened the grip on the crystal and placed it in his pocket again.

He waited for the meat to cool down as he grabbed a hold of the stick and started eating the meat while still on the stick.

He quickly finished the meat as he gently placed the stick back on the holder.