When he teleported to the outskirts of Winter City, Saint El thought he had come to the wrong place.
He wasn't in a hurry to get to the meeting spot arranged with "Golden Dragon Loves Drawing." It was still early.
Since he rarely got out, he might as well take a stroll around the Northern Domain.
For most people, there was nothing to see in the Northern Domain; poverty and ruin were practically its calling cards.
Saint El, however, enjoyed observing the living conditions of people in different regions, whether they were happy or sad.
He believed such things were more worthy of appreciation than any natural beauty or man-made wonder.
Around the age of five hundred, his mindset had shifted to one that was somewhat close to that of an observer.
That was why he had visited the Northern Domain three times before.
Each visit was separated by several decades, and what remained consistent was that, despite the long intervals, the place never seemed to change.
