The Entanglement of Fate

Only after Danitz finished shouting did a satisfied smile appear on Neph's face. Looking at her smile, he could not help asking:

"How many of my memories have you stolen, exactly? Why haven't I felt a thing?"

Stealing again- Klein's gaze fell on Neph and Danitz, but his expression remained unchanged.

I get the feeling that if I leave him with this impression, my reputation will go from "Child of Winter" to "Child of Amon"- Neph frowned and answered with the utmost sincerity:

"If I told you I've never actually stolen your memories, would you believe me?"

Danitz answered with a skeptical look.

"She doesn't need to steal them." Klein glanced at Danitz and explained on Neph's behalf.

Danitz looked confused. He did not seem to understand, but a more detailed explanation clearly would not suit Gehrman Sparrow's persona, so Klein left that part to Neph. The still-inexperienced God of Winter thought for two seconds, then let out a long sigh and declared once again:

"I really haven't stolen your memories-it's nowhere near that troublesome for me to look at them. As for my ability to steal things-"

She paused, her gaze settling on Danitz, and said gently, "That was a gift."

Later, when Neph reviewed the incident, she considered that Amon might have sold out his avatar to test her abilities, but the Worm of Time he had left behind might genuinely have been a very veiled gesture of goodwill.

After all, I really do want to resurrect his father, so it's only natural for him to give me a hand, right? But thanking Amon is out of the question-if I have that much time to spare, I'd rather praise... Neph paused, raised a hand, and traced an inverted cross over her chest.

"Let's talk about where I'm staying