Ronald was instantly intrigued.
This week, he had been staying in Waterfall City, pretty much adopting the mindset of a beach-shorted elder on a sunny beach vacation. Apart from complaining about the administrative efficiency of the local government, he had been roaming around, experiencing the quaint yet distinctive aura of the city.
Such random street-side invitations...
It seemed like attending wouldn't be a problem, right?
Ronald hesitated a moment, prompting the girl to be even more persuasive:
"Sir, please come and see."
"We're different from the other messy promotions in Waterfall City. At the morning assembly, the high priest will reveal truths that have never been disclosed to the world."
It was still early, and Ronald didn't have anything pressing to attend to.
Considering the girl's enthusiastic invitation, and mulling over how he had managed to deal with folks like Bapulor himself, what harm could a regular folk church do?
Thus, Ronald nodded:
