The far north was a cold place used by various kingdoms to exile their prisoners.
This place was covered with ice and snow all year round, without any grass growing.
They couldn't plant any crops. If they wanted to eat and live, they had to dig out the thick ice on the glacier to fish.
Or they could hunt and kill the animals that had lived here for generations, such as snow rabbits.
When the criminal citizens were exiled to the far north, their crimes would be written off. If they could return to human society alive, they could change their names and continue to live.
The premise was that they could come back alive.
The moment they set foot on the far north, only death accompanied them as always.
After flying for a day and a night, Francis saw the snowy mountain and a large area of ice and snow wilderness. There was dead silence as far as he could reach.
"Can anyone really survive here?"
At this moment, Francis was not sure if he could find the tribe he wanted here.