Unlike the snow-filled Cenolan, Chosen City still presented a vibrant scene with green trees and blooming flowers.
This was because it was close to the Mother Goddess's body, where the life force was strong.
And the alternate space opened by the Mother Goddess isolated the inside from the outside, allowing this place to always maintain a warm climate.
Nightingale took off her heavy coat, tucked it under her arm, and walked briskly toward the central district.
Due to her mission, it had been about two months since she last visited here.
Along the way, she couldn't help but observe her surroundings.
*"It always feels like... Chosen City has expanded again."*
Looking at the increasing number of buildings around, she couldn't help but mutter to herself.
In just two short months, Nightingale felt that Chosen City had become quite unfamiliar.
The surrounding buildings were taller, the roads seemed more well-maintained, and there were even more Chosen Ones coming and going.
