God's Eyes

roups of youths surrounding some middle-aged men and women.

Looking at their uniforms, Jason concluded that even in the summer holidays some classes would make a trip to the wild zones to hone their martial art technique.

Jason remembered that a year ago his class did the same thing over a whole week but he was just learning at home because of his blindness.

The middle-aged men as women were the teachers and they were strong enough to save the students in dangerous situations.

Jason was now in front of the dome and touching it Jason felt the huge amount of mana flowing through him.

Stepping through the dome Jason shuddered for a short moment before he was attacked by fresh air, Mana, and nature itself

Comparing the amount of mana inside the dome with the outside, one could easily understand why the plains looked so different.

Inside the dome, the plains looked relatively lifeless with small specks of flourished land, lively trees and bushes but the outside was completely different.

For Jason, it looked like everything was alive.

Mana was everywhere and there was not a single inch without it.

Looking at the trees and bushes all around, Jason felt pure nature invading his pores.

Jason felt happy seeing that and he wandered around the borders while holding his dagger firmly.

He wasn ’t completely on guard but his brain didn ’t forget, that wild beasts could attack him any time.

Nevertheless, the scenario surprised Jason and he was too astonished to focus on hunting for the moment.

After half an hour Jason was able to focus on his mission once again.

He noticed that he could see beasts from far away and he thought it was because of his special eyes as Jason was told during this morning ’s test.

His eyesight was extraordinary and so were his reflexes and other functions that included his eyes.

Looking out for solo one-star wild beasts Jason noticed that most beasts moved in small groups of 3 to 5 beasts.

This was somewhat annoying but even after walking around a whole hour, Jason couldn ’t find smaller groups.

Thus he decided to give it a try against the smallest one he could find.

A group of three harmless herbivore one-star wild beasts called horned zebras was his target.

They did not attack humans without any reason and eat grass so most hunters let them alife.

Horned zebras were the weakest beasts on the plains, even before the ember rabbits, and were prayed by most carnivores.

Nobody hunted them for credits because it was almost negligible for their credits and they were not used for training either as they were just too weak.

But Jason had never killed any living being so he wanted to hunt a peaceful beast even if his mind said he shouldn′t.

He knew that the only advantage these horned zebras had was their speed as it was comparable to two-star wild beasts.

More than 100 meters apart from the beasts Jason saw them grazing without noticing his silent approach.

The plains were almost empty as there were not many hiding spots, so Jason had to be as silent as possible.

A single noise and the horned zebras would notice him while Jason hoped that they wouldn ’t turn around.

Approximately 30 meters apart from them Jason ’s adrenaline began to soar and he couldn ’t hear anything because of his throbbing heart.

Each step took an eternity and the moment he crossed the ten-meter range between him and the horned zebras they sensed something amiss.

Turning around one of them saw a young human with something sharp in his hand.

Noticing the danger encroaching it, one horned zebra cried out as it ran away causing the other horned zebras to startle, looking for danger in addition to the direction they had to run away.

Jason knew that the 10-meter range was the furthest, he could go without being noticed as it was written in many books he read and common knowledge.

Most beasts have good senses and could feel danger lurking around them.

While the horned zebra cried out Jason had pushed himself as strong as possible from the ground with mana enveloping his lower body as support.

He reached a striking speed before he appeared in front of one of the horned zebras without it being able to react accordingly.

Jason could only see both horned zebras being startled before Jason pierced out with his Jade Iron dagger which was enveloped with a paper-thin mana membrane.

Piercing through one of the horned zebras ’ chest like butter, its eyes turned dim before it could even cry out in pain.

Blood splattered on Jason′s face, as he shuttered for a second in fright, before he pulled out the dagger, causing another fountain of blood to spout out on him.

His golden pupils brightened up as he gripped the other horned zebra′s mane with his free hand before it could escape from the shocking death of his comrade.

Getting stabbed with the bloodied dagger, Jason killed the horned zebra with a clean strike.

After the second horned zebra died, Jason pulled out the dagger once again and only now did Jason realize that he had killed living beings.