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Arthur Credos!
When Pistrie Hamlet heard that name, he was stunned and surprised, but his reaction quickly gave way to understanding.
"Yes!
Of course it had to be you!
Who else could grasp everything so precisely at such a young age?"
The Old Lion's youngest son spoke with admiration and wonder.
He admired Arthur's strength.
He marveled at how Arthur possessed such resolve despite looking even younger than he was.
And compared with the former, the latter mattered far more to this potential heir to the Grand Duke of Inner Bay.
Especially when he compared Arthur with himself.
The Old Lion's youngest son searched his heart. Even after everything he had experienced with Del's family, he could never act as decisively as Arthur.
When you saw a tiger, turning around and running would not cost you your dignity, only your life.
But if you charged straight at the tiger when you saw it, you would still lose your life, though you stood a good chance of dying with dignity.
Given the choice, most people would choose the former, even if the latter offered a dignified death.
Talking was always easier than doing.
Before seeing the tiger, anyone could boast.
But once they actually saw it, most of those braggarts could barely stay on their feet.
The Old Lion's youngest son understood this all too well.
He had always considered himself brave.
But when faced with that sudden turn of events just now, he would have needed a change of trousers if noble etiquette had not required him to empty his bowels before leaving home.
Arthur was different.
Despite knowing what had happened in Inner Bay, and that the old "rules" had become so much wastepaper, he had still dared to come.
Even if it was greed, even if it