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Anyone who stepped forward was bound to draw attention.
Pistrie Hamlet knew that.
But when every gaze settled on him, the Old Lion's Youngest Son still felt a little nervous. For a moment, he even forgot what he was supposed to say.
The people around him did not mind, however.
At a loss for what to do, they simply watched the Old Lion's Youngest Son.
They took his momentary silence as him waiting for an answer-
"We're willing!"
Jimte shouted from among the crowd.
Carral followed immediately from the other side.
"We're willing!"
One answered.
The other echoed him.
The people who had no idea what to do suddenly seemed to have found someone to rally around, and whole swathes of the crowd began joining in.
"We're willing!"
"We're willing!"
"We're willing!"
At first, the cries were scattered, but soon they rang out in perfect unison.
Listening to the shouts, Jimte and Carral curled their lips into smiles.
They knew their plan had succeeded.
No!
It had succeeded beyond their wildest expectations!
Originally, they had only hoped to gain a little support in the Inner Bay-that alone would have been difficult. Even with the march laying the groundwork, they still needed to prove their worth.
And the Seven Great Families and the Golden Lion Family were not to be trifled with.
Let alone Barro Hamlet.
In truth, the two of them had been ready to put their lives on the line.
But who could have imagined that the unexpected arrival of the Old Lion's Youngest Son and the Blood Scion would make everything so simple?
And what had they gained?
More than they could ever have imagined.
If their earlier goal had been to gain a little support in the Inner Bay...
What about now?
Control over the Inner