"......"
Faced with Fang Zheng's words, the rebels on the other side fell silent for a moment before the curly-haired leader stepped forward.
"If we join you, what will you do?"
"Ougi!"
Hearing the curly-haired man's words, his follower immediately became agitated.
"Are you really planning to join these people of unknown origin?"
"That's right."
The curly-haired man nodded.
"Just like he said, everything we're doing right now... frankly, I can't see any direction. We fight against Britannia every day, but what are we getting out of it? How many times has this been, and have we succeeded even once? That being the case, I think... maybe it's better to hear what he has to say. At least, for now, his understanding of the situation is much clearer than ours."
"But..."
