Meeting an Old Friend, an Alt Account Appearing Out of Nowhere (1)

World Calendar 330.

October.

The capital of the Vacuum Theocracy, [Philitzer Imperial Court], was holding the [Myriad Radiance Festival].

This was considered a traditional festival of the Vacuum Theocracy. On this day every year, its citizens wore specially made clothing and sang and danced through the streets.

In a sense, the Vacuum Theocracy was more open than Ultimate Bliss—on a spiritual level.

The spread of [religions] was barely restricted here. One only needed to submit paperwork to the Religious Inquisition to preach, even if one truly was part of an evil cult.

And if one was not registered with the Religious Inquisition, then that was another matter.

Even a religion that truly cleansed hearts and guided people toward goodness would be directly eradicated as heresy.

"Miss, I can see that your brow is darkened. You must have been contaminated by Pestilence."

"I have a bowl of specially prepared blessed water here."

The three-fingered masked man pointed at the pitch-black cup beside him. "It can cure all illnesses and keep you free from sickness and disaster."

The middle-aged woman before him was clearly tempted. "Do... do I need to join your religion?"

The masked man shook his head and waved his three fingers. "It would be best if you did, but it doesn't matter if you don't."

The middle-aged woman tugged at the flower in her hair. "What kind of sect is it?"

The masked man answered righteously, "The Vulnerable Groups Protection Sect!"

A masked youth standing beside him chimed in, "That's right, ma'am. Just listen to how positive that sounds."

The middle-aged woman looked at the two of them, then at the black water on the table. She shook her head, looking troubled, then turned and left.

After a long while.

The masked man finally slammed the table.

"Those middle-aged