The Secret in the Holy Bible

Her words made Klein look relieved. He rubbed his temples and said, "Good. Very good-I suddenly realized that there's no way you could ever believe in me, because the image I first presented to you was even less than equal.

"Like I said, when you think about it, I should be the one who believes in you-"

"I really don't mind," Neph emphasized again.

"Do you really want me to call you Mom?" Klein asked sincerely.

"If-" Neph began quietly. "If I put this in the Holy Bible-"

"-?" Klein didn't say a word. He stared at Neph.

He clearly wasn't very pleased with the idea. Neph was only teasing him, and quickly raised her hands to signal, "I assume you know that was a joke?"

"I hope I do," Klein replied with feigned anger.

This obviously wasn't a suitable topic to keep discussing. In fact, they soon gave it up, ending this long-delayed conversation and returning to reality.

Isar was a fast-paced city. Neph could feel that everyone here was always in a hurry. They were forever rushing, forever burdened with a long list of things to do, and forever drinking coffee like water.

Neph had once wondered whether Herabergen worried about His believers dying suddenly. The God of Wisdom had admitted that He had never actually required them to do this. Mortal lives were simply too short compared with the vast ocean of knowledge. It was an unavoidable situation, and the God of Wisdom had chosen to respect His believers' choices.

Neph's response was to be a contrarian. "I remember that in My Lord's Doctrine, there doesn't seem to be any concept of mortals. It says that all things possess Divinity-"

"I imagine that's the only line you remember," Herabergen retorted. "I must remind you that when it