When it was the boy's turn, he proudly stepped forward and awkwardly slapped his chest, as he thought recruits should do in such a situation.
“Milo Goat! Refitean by origin, Aeolian by citizenship for several years now! I do not reject my first homeland and my faith (it may have sounded a bit harsh and with a hint, but the boy was simultaneously excited by the atmosphere and the speech of the previous recruit), but precisely because of this... Precisely because of this, it is my duty to help those who have given me shelter and those who, having been unjustly condemned, need my support! Politics? Disputes between countries? I don't care about them; I am now an Aeolian, and order in the world must be restored from this very place where I am standing now!