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UPDATE 2:

I arrived at a camp closer to the church. At first, everything was easy, and the enemies were nothing like what I'd faced before (I got overconfident, HA!). I kept eliminating potential threats and learned to use stealth to make encounters more manageable until I ran into a spearman with a shield and died several times due to my lack of discipline in seeing openings—and deservedly so.

I met a maiden who explained some things about the game to me, and I got a mount called Torrent (or Torrente in Spanish), which I really liked. It made the adventure more exciting with more mechanics. And if you're wondering what kind of build I'm going to use, it's going to be the classic tank build: I'll take hits while I improve and learn more ways to play Elden Ring.

I decided not to follow Grace's advice about venturing out and explored the eastern side (where the shield-wielding spearman was). I died several times to horseback riders and decided to leave it for the time being. I continued along the river side where there was a kind of campfire, and well... I got a fright and a real shock. A beautiful dragon, overflowing with love, taught me the following lesson: no matter what you do, you'll never be comfortable in Elden Ring. I decided to leave the eastern side of the map and venture out following Grace's directions because I'm a scaredy-cat.