Stohess District. The Claude family is very famous. Of course, what the Claude family is famous for is a bit special—just how special?
Just like the nickname of the head of the Claude family: the Pig Baron. The reason the Claude family is famous is because the industry supporting their family is pig farming.
Claude pork is renowned in Stohess District and even enjoys considerable fame within the royal capital. But to other nobles who consider themselves noble, the Claude family is simply a disgrace to the aristocratic world. Almost all nobles are ashamed to have any dealings with the Claude family.
However, the nobles have forgotten that the Claude family was once a prominent lineage that specialized in cultivating warrior-retainers for the royal family.
Right now, Yago coldly watched as the obese Claude viciously kicked Commander-in-Chief Zackly in the stomach.
"Pah! Zackly, you've ended up like this today? Do you still remember how you humiliated me five years ago? Damn you!" Claude snarled, then viciously added a few more kicks.
Perhaps because his body was too fat, after just a few kicks Claude was already panting heavily.
"Heh heh, I really didn't expect this. The Pig Baron hid it well. I truly misjudged you back then—turns out you're not a brainless idiot full of pig grease after all," Commander-in-Chief Zackly mocked. Even though his face had been struck several times by a scepter, leaving it covered in bloody welts.
"Bastard! A-Four! Beat him properly for me!" Claude roared in fury, ordering one of his subordinates. A black-clad man wearing a mask stepped in front of Commander-in-Chief Zackly and mercilessly unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks.
With a heavy blow, Zackly spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, the others also regained consciousness.
Historia stared wide-eyed at the bloody scene before her.
Seeing that Historia had awakened, Claude immediately plastered his face with a smile, squeezing out layers of wrinkles.
"My Queen, you're awake? It's truly my honor. Your Majesty, please allow me to introduce myself," Claude suddenly spoke with pride, tinged with a hint of flattery.
"Our Claude family are the most loyal guards of the royal family. From our ancestors onward, we vowed to cultivate the most elite, most loyal, and bravest warrior-retainers for the royal family! Your Majesty, look!" Claude pointed at the black-clad men behind him.
"They are the warrior-retainers our family cultivated for the royal family—Ackerman warrior-retainers that only the Claude family can produce!"
After speaking, Claude looked at Historia and said, "Your Majesty, I hope you can clearly see our loyalty."
"Hey, hey, fatty, who would believe that nonsense? Is this how you show loyalty? You kidnap your queen to prove it?" Yago, unable to endure Claude's disgusting hypocrisy any longer, bluntly tore apart his false words.
A trace of darkness appeared on Claude's face, and a flicker of brutality flashed through his eyes.
But Claude still forced a smile and said to Historia,
"Your Majesty, please believe me. I am absolutely loyal to the royal family!"
Historia was utterly speechless. With a small ball stuffed in her mouth, she couldn't speak at all.
"Oh really? Then why didn't you take your warrior-retainers to help Rod Reiss? He's also of the royal family. Looking at how fake you are, there's no way you don't have something to hide," Yago continued to press him without mercy.
Claude suddenly turned his head. Those tiny eyes on his bloated face glared angrily at Yago.
Yago glared back without the slightest courtesy, his fingernails already pressing into his palm. If things turned ugly, Yago feared no one present.
From what Claude had just said, those black-clad men were Ackermans. No wonder their skills were so terrifying—if they were Ackermans, that explained it. However, without Anti-Titan Vertical Maneuvering Equipment and two blades, Ackermans armed only with daggers—even five Levi Captains—were nothing Yago feared.
But Claude only muttered a few words, then turned around and said,
"Your Majesty, the Claude family and our warrior-retainers will become the sturdiest shield and the sharpest sword in your hands. Of course, our family has only a tiny request. As a queen, you naturally need a husband and descendants—and my son is an excellent candidate."
"Cough, cough—this is killing me with laughter. Your idiot son? That moron who can't even tell bread from bricks? Hahaha! Your son inherited your looks and the brains of the pigs you raise!"
Commander-in-Chief Zackly laughed loudly, blood still at the corner of his mouth.
When Historia heard this, her small face turned pale with fright.
Claude's face darkened.
He walked over to the bound Mikasa and reached out to pinch her chin.
Seeing Claude touch Mikasa, the tightly bound Eren immediately began to struggle violently.
Claude looked at the struggling Eren and gave a cold smile.
"The power of the royal family, of course, should be left to my grandson. Heh heh, Her Majesty the Queen will be with my son."
As he spoke, Claude examined Mikasa's face again. Mikasa stared back at him coldly.
"A self-awakened Ackerman? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Not easy to train back, but that's fine—this solves the future source of Ackerman seeds."
Before he could finish speaking, Mikasa suddenly snapped her head up and smashed it hard into Claude's nose.
"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out as Claude clutched his nose, blood pouring out.
"Bastard!" Enraged, Claude immediately raised his cane high, just as it was about to come crashing down.
A guard carrying a firearm rushed into the cell in a panic.
"Master! Master! This is bad! The Military Police and the Garrison troops have surrounded our estate!"
"What? So fast? How did they track me here?" Claude's face was filled with shock, then he seemed to realize something.
Furiously turning around, he swung the cane down. The young Ackerman girl A-One took a solid blow to the head.
"It must be you, you idiot! The mask you lost exposed my family! You useless trash!" Claude flew into a rage.
"A-Two, A-Three, A-Four—you go hold off the corps soldiers. You idiot A-One and A-Five will follow me. Gather the men and retreat through the underground passage," Claude ordered decisively. He had no intention of staying here to wait to be arrested. The cunning Claude had long prepared an escape route.
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