"Yes, you said you didn't know where he went! So, can you claim that this has nothing to do with you?" Mus said slowly.
Babua's eyes were evasive. He paused for a few seconds before saying, "Otherwise? Mus, Andrew, you find Owen now, and I'll confront him face to face, wouldn't that make everything clear!"
"Is that really the case? Do we really have to find Owen to determine your guilt?" Mus said.
Babua looked at Mus's expression and suddenly felt uncertain. He replied, "Isn't that the case? I can swear, this absolutely has nothing to do with me. Really, Andisto, Holy Maiden, you have to believe me!"
"What's the use of swearing then? Why do we need laws? Babua, if you confess voluntarily, the outcome might be better. If you continue to argue..."
"Confess to what? Confess to murdering the Holy Maiden? Mus, killing someone doesn't require such drastic measures, you're trying to get me killed!" Babua suddenly said with a pained expression.
