Starlight Haven Kingdom, Seven Profound Martial House.
At that time, it had been one month since Sam left Starlight Haven City.
It was a chilly winter afternoon, and a light crop of snow carpeted the earth. The clouds had scattered, and the bright sun was high in the sky, slowly melting the soft snow and filling the air with an icy humidity.
In the northwest corner of the Seven Profound Martial House, the deacon responsible for the Martial House Registration Office lazed around in boredom, casually flipping the pages of a novel.
Working in the Martial House Registration Office was quite a dull affair. It mainly recorded when disciples of the Martial House would go out for adventures and experience or recorded the time and location for missions they were on. This was to ensure the disciples' safety. Otherwise, if they were missing for too long without an adequate explanation, then the Seven Profound Martial House would initiate an investigation.