Winter City.
In the Mansion of the City Lord, a young boy looked at the stack of documents on the table, his childish face showing a weariness that should not belong to someone of his age.
Since he officially took over the position of the Winter City Owner, all the work in Winter City required his approval and scheduling, especially those backlog issues from recent years. The series of messes created by the insiders of the Church of Truth and Delkus, which needed cleaning up, kept him busy to the point of exhaustion every day.
He was just a child in his teens, and even with the blessing of the Winter Divine Tree, the high-intensity work these days had left him feeling both physically and mentally drained.
Suddenly, the Winter Testament informed him that someone had intruded into the protective range outside of Winter City.
With a slight probe using the consciousness of the Divine Tree, the tiredness on the boy's face instantly dissipated, replaced by a look of astonishment.
