At the Same Time
The City of Innocence, Gospel District, Sun Sect Chapel, Confessional
"Hello~"
A soft and pleasant female voice came from the other side of the wooden plank, a voice so soothing that it could make the vast majority of people let their guard down and confess in a relatively peaceful state—though such confessions generally were of no real use.
Honestly, in the rather chaotic environment of the City of Freedom, the churches and chapels of the various sects were mostly for show. Describing them as bustling with visitors would be an exaggeration, and those peculiar ones willing to step into the confessional to repent their sins were very rare, barely a few in a month.
