After subconsciously pursing her lips, the registration clerk flipped over the registration form, pointed at the map above, and asked with a serious expression:
"Could you please recall your place of origin again? Your hair color and eye color suggest you're from the East Carleighwen Kingdom. Which county in the East Carleighwen Kingdom are you a resident of? Here are White Mountain County, Hurst County, Vine County, Axe Hand County..."
"It should be this one."
After casually pointing on the map, inadvertently involving a whole bunch of people, the Graveyard Dominator asked curiously:
"Why are you asking this? Does treatment differ after death based on where you're from? And what exactly do you do? Why are you blocking the way with a table here?"
"..."
This old man seems a bit foolish... Did he live like a wild man in the mountains when he was alive? He doesn't even know he needs to register after entering the underworld?
