Returning once again to the train station of Marley's capital, Yago noticed that the atmosphere had become far more grim and tense. The last time he came here, although more than half of the station had been filled with soldiers, there were still quite a few ordinary passengers.
But this time, when Yago arrived at the station, there were almost no ordinary passengers to be seen. Everywhere were soldiers in military uniforms, and these soldiers were different from the Eldian troops who had previously gone to the front lines barehanded.
The soldiers before Yago were all fully armed and properly equipped. Moreover, the expressions on their faces were different from those Eldian troops before. The Eldian soldiers had almost all worn mournful expressions, boarding the train in low spirits on their way to the front lines.
But these soldiers all carried varying degrees of pride on their faces. Most importantly, there were no armbands representing Eldians on their arms.
This also made their identities clear—they were all genuine Marleyan soldiers. And the only Marleyan force stationed in the capital seemed to be that famously named Marleyan Guard Corps.
It was said that in the past, when suppressing a colonial rebellion, the thirty-thousand-strong Marleyan Guard Corps had forcefully blocked and annihilated more than one hundred thousand rebels with only thirty thousand troops. That battle made the Marleyan Guard Corps famous across the world. At the time, the Marleyan marshal even personally led the high command to award medals to every single soldier.
Since then, the Marleyan Guard Corps had been regarded by the Marleyans as an undefeated, invincible legion. Of course, the one that gained fame from that annihilation battle was the Marleyan Guard Corps, while the fifty thousand Eldian troops who had covered their flanks were completely ignored. In the end, after the Eldian troops drew all the rebel firepower and were wiped out to the last man, the Marleyan Guard Corps finally gained their opportunity for victory.
The sacrifice of the Eldians was thus forgotten, and destined never to be mentioned. In Marley's war history, you would only ever find records of the Eldian troops' failures and incompetence—never a single battle in which Eldian troops achieved victory.
The soldiers of the Marleyan Guard Corps in the station still seemed immersed in the glory of the past, thinking themselves an invincible army.
The train began ticket inspection. Yago wrapped a scarf around his neck. He had casually taken this scarf from Wick's grocery store. What had happened yesterday still left him somewhat dazed—why had the Marleyan soldiers called him Lieutenant Colonel?
After wrapping the scarf, Yago reached out and supported Mr. Leonhart, who was walking with a noticeable limp. Annie's kick years ago had left Mr. Leonhart with a lifelong mark—his leg had been broken. But Mr. Leonhart felt neither anger nor regret. He only felt a deep sense of guilt toward his daughter.
The red armband had long since been thrown into the trash by Mr. Leonhart. The low houses in the Liberio internment zone had also been arranged by Yago. By now, that house should already have been set on fire by those vagrants.
Mr. Leonhart was wrapped up tightly, with only his eyes exposed, limping along behind Yago toward the ticket inspector at the train door.
The inspector frowned at the tightly wrapped Mr. Leonhart.
"Wait. Acting so mysterious—who exactly are you people? Show your faces."
Considering that Mr. Leonhart had once been an honorary Marleyan, someone might recognize him on the way, which was why Yago had told him to cover his face.
Yago reached out and blocked the inspector's hand. The latter was naturally displeased and was about to flare up when Yago handed him a document.
Taking it and glancing at it, he saw that it was an all-purpose pass. This was no common item. Anyone possessing such a thing was no ordinary figure. The inspector hesitated for a moment. At that exact time, Yago leaned closer and said in a low voice,
"Sir, please be understanding. My father's illness hasn't recovered yet, so he's dressed a bit heavily. We're heading to Tessi Province to see if his leg can be treated. Please make an exception."
As he finished speaking, Yago discreetly slipped two large-denomination bills into the inspector's pocket. The inspector immediately glanced around guiltily, then smiled.
"Alright, alright, of course. You're truly filial. Please board quickly—the train will depart soon."
The corner of Yago's mouth lifted slightly. That was easy. He supported Mr. Leonhart and prepared to board the train. But just as he stepped onto the stairs, a voice came from behind.
"Wait!"
Yago's body stiffened slightly, but he calmly turned around. The same inspector was holding a straight walking cane.
"Seeing that your father has difficulty walking, please take this cane."
Yago was somewhat surprised, but he still accepted the cane and thanked him.
"Woo—!!" The whistle sounded. Clank! Clank! The wheels began turning under coal power. The train slowly carried this large group of soldiers and passengers away from Marley's capital.
Watching the scenery flash past outside the window, Yago silently digested what he had gained from this trip to Marley's capital. First, he had brought Mr. Leonhart back. That way, Annie could finally be at ease.
Then there was Ebson. The bad news—Ebson had truly created a new intelligent Titan, one that had never appeared in older Eren's memories. For Yago, this was enormous pressure. He did not believe Ebson simply wanted to help Marley.
At the Louis family manor, he had also clashed with the War Hammer Titan and unexpectedly obtained its blood. That made Yago extremely tempted. The War Hammer Titan's power was both practical and formidable. But considering the situation at the time, Yago was not sure whether choosing to obtain the War Hammer Titan's power then would have caused him to faint. After all, the Female Titan, the Jaw Titan, and the Attack Titan had all caused him to lose consciousness before.
So Yago decided to wait until everything was settled before considering whether to obtain the War Hammer Titan's power.
Taking out the two small glass bottles of blood from his coat, one labeled "War Hammer" and the other labeled "Colossal," Yago knew that both bottles carried tremendous power.
Yago suddenly thought—if he were to obtain all the other intelligent Titans' powers, what would the Fate Titan become?
The body of the Colossal Titan? The armor of the Armored Titan? The beastly form of the Beast Titan? The claws of the Jaw Titan? The adaptability of the Female Titan? The endurance of the Cart Titan? The weapons of the War Hammer Titan? The freedom of the Attack Titan? Yago could not even imagine what such a Fate Titan would look like.
Shaking his head to drive the unrealistic thoughts away, Yago put the two glass bottles back into his coat.
Oh right—and those Eldian Restorationists. Wick had said he would begin arranging things soon…
In just these short two or three days, Yago felt that he had truly lived them "fully."
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On the other side, Mr. Leonhart was also looking at Yago before him. In his memory, the frail little boy who had followed behind his daughter had grown into such a tall and handsome young man. What had his daughter become now?
According to Yago, Annie was waiting for them in Tessi Province. In just a few hours, he would be able to see his daughter.
Suddenly, a trace of fear rose in Mr. Leonhart's heart. He was afraid of what might happen when he saw his daughter. Would he be despised? Would his daughter fail to recognize him…
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