"I would be glad to help you, but honestly speaking, there's no one I am trying to defend myself against."
Though I had tried my best to make my voice sound sincere, looking at Nemur, he didn't seem to believe even a single word that I had uttered.
Had I been in his place, I wouldn't have believed it either.
"I am just trying to help you."
Nemur's voice had now dropped low, as his words sounded softer than before, but I wasn't one to fall for his traps.
"I understand your concern, but there really isn't anything with which you could possibly help me."
"Are you sure?"
"I am."
Seeing my resolute expression, Nemur sighed before retreating towards his chair.
If someone else had been present here at the moment, they would have thought that we were a pair of a loving father and an obedient son, who were engaged in a healthy conversation.
