Truth?
The middle-aged man looked at the Book of Truth in Marvin's hands, paused for a moment, and muttered to himself, "He isn't trying to preach, is he?"
At a time like this?
Just a second ago, weren't you still... extorting me?
How come the next second you've pulled out doctrine to discuss truth with me?
All sorts of doubts sprouted in his mind like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the middle-aged man was confused by Marvin's unconventional actions.
"Of course, I believe that there is truth in this world."
