807 An Ordinary Northern Barbarian Maid Warrior

The Moldavian Liege Residence.

Senior maid Solin was cleaning seriously as always.

March in the North remained wintry. Be it the chilling frost, dry gales, or the obscure sparse white clouds, there was no sign of the weather getting warmer. Even so, Solin was only wearing an ordinary maid uniform as she labored diligently in the Liege's Residence, sweeping off every dust from every seam.

Even so, it was unusual—there were no heaters inside the Liege's Residence, the hearths were unlit and it the temperature in the residence averages at five degrees below. How is the maid able to work with such ease under such an environment?

The answer was simple: every person employed in the Moldavian Liege Residence, including coachmen and gardeners were Silver-tier. They would be able to work unimpededly without feeling any coldness even if it was twenty-five degrees below, much less just five below like it was now.