In the harsh winter of the Northern Territory, inside the domed houses of Red Tide City, it is as warm as spring.
Bradley sat up, slowly moving his shoulders, emitting faint "click" sounds.
"Ugh... these bones are becoming more and more disobedient," he muttered, picking up a robe from the side of the bed and putting it on, then leisurely made himself a cup of warm tea.
Maintaining one's health has become a routine, not for longevity, but to handle affairs more clearly each day.
This elder, who has crossed into his sixties, was once the elder steward of the Calvin Clan in the Southeast Province, his life intertwined with the nobility.
He was supposed to have prepared for retirement four years ago, then enjoy a peaceful life within the Calvin Clan.
However, due to a command from Duke Calvin, he embarked on a journey to the Northern Territory to investigate the Demon Marrow Ore.
