'Half-minded? no ability to pursue? Nonstrategic? All he said was right... I am not good in those fields. I accept but, I can't dwell on those thoughts. I need to improve myself.'
He was recollecting and analyzing the meeting with the king while sitting in the carriage opposite Camila who had a saddened expression on her face.
"I am not useful..."
She mumbled inwardly while staring at Nix who sat opposite her.
"Huh? did you say something, Camila?"
She nodded her head and said.
"Yes, I said I am not useful..."
Nix smiled and jokingly said.
"Indeed you are useless."
She puffed her cheeks.
"Is that so? I am sorry lord Nix..."
"Hmm, Miss Camila! It would be better if you cut the lord out. Call me Nix it'd be better." Nix said casually.
She smiled and began talking.
"Okay My lord I will drop calling you like that. Only if you start calling me just by my name."
"Alright, Camila, are we good then?"
"Yeah, we're fine!"
She said and added.