Ian put down the envelope, took a sip of hot tea, and glanced at the woman sitting beside him.

Yumir, it looks as if she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but in fact, her real age is more than eighty years old.

She was born about eighty years ago in Marais as an Eldian, a street child.

"We're going to leave for the Wall of Mary the day after tomorrow, and you're going with the team as well, so remember to prepare." Ian put down the teacup.

"Whatever, I can only listen to your orders anyway, can I?" Yumir lay lazily on the couch and threw the four-petaled cookies into his mouth like peanuts.

I'm going to kill the giants...

Thinking of this, her feelings were slightly complicated.

What a giant is, she understands more deeply than others.

Although it was 80 years ago, the memory of that time is still vivid.

She is not a native of the walls, and before receiving the name Ymir, she had been living on the streets of Marais, across the sea, in the Eldian control zone, stealing and giving alms.

In order to survive, she slept on cold, hard stones every night, was often beaten, and ate sour and smelly food.

At that time she did not have a name, until one day someone found her and said to her, "Come here and live with your uncles." ”

As a young child, she was taken away by strangers, who gave her a name:

- Ymir.

It is said to be the name of the Eldian ancestor, Yumir Fritz, who was the wife of the first Eldian king.

Suddenly I remembered some images, closed in the narrow underground space, sitting on a creaking wooden chair, her feet not even touching the ground.

"This Lord Ymir has inherited the blood of the orthodox king, as long as this Lord Ymir exists, we can live forever."

In the dim light of the fire, many adults bowed down to her, and at that time, Ymir did not understand what role she was playing, and did not know why these adults called out to her.

Even in retrospect, that feeling is pretty good.

She didn't have to go hungry anymore, she could sleep in a soft bed, and whoever saw her would salute her and call her respectfully, "Lord Ymir." ”

However, now Ymir has realized that those guys are just poor and humble poor people.

The accident happened a few years later, when the Marais magistrate broke into the "church" of the congregants.

It was a place of deception, and Ymir understood early on.

She was just a street child picked up from the streets, not a royal family, and she did not have the power to give eternal life to those who bowed down.

She knew that she was just a prop to loot for wealth, and she knew all this very clearly.

"What does it matter? It's good to go on like this, and no one of them is dissatisfied. ”

Every time the congregation knelt down, she persuaded herself with similar reasons.

Probably because she fooled the poor people into retribution, and when the sheriff was looking for the leader of the organization, everyone put the blame on her.

"It's all her fault! She said she was a member of the royal family who tricked us here! ”

She wanted to retort loudly, but no, I'm just a vagabond, you made me do this!

However, these words were not uttered in the end.

Looking at the frightened eyes of the "cultists", she lied again.

"That's right! I am the rightful heir to the royal family! ”

In the end, she was the only one who was exiled to "Paradise" and became a "giant".

It was sixty years of wandering, and it was as unreal as a dream to her.

Running on the earth during the day, sleeping on the ground at night, day after day, day after day, from the melting of snow and ice to the budding of green trees, to the withering of all things, the spring blossoms, and so on, as if it would never end.

Giants, that's a pathetic creature that can't control everything in their lives.

Ymir thinks that the reason why giants eat people is probably because it is the only way for giants to obtain "life", just as humans instinctively fear everything related to "death", and giants instinctively pursue "life".

She was reborn after eating someone.

It was a boy who, while wandering in Paradise, had eaten the man.

That night, the brilliant Milky Way hung in the long skirt of the night, embellished with a brilliant sea of stars and clouds, and when she woke up, she lay on her back on the sand and saw boundless freedom.

If there really is fate, then she can only laugh at the capriciousness of the goddess of fate.

She gained the "power of giants", and with that power, after the oversized giants and armored giants destroyed the walls, she crossed the long wall of Maria, disguised herself as a refugee, entered the wall of Rossy, and became a human being in society again.

What to do next, what to do, she didn't think about such a thing.

She just wants to live freely, do anything, but she doesn't want to continue to wander in "paradise", but to survive as a person.

Almost twenty days ago, at dusk, Ian came up to her and held out his hand to her as she worked in the fields.

"For an Eldian who has lived in Marais, farming should be boring, do you want to try to do things with me?"

That scene, I'm afraid she can't refuse.

Ian didn't find her alone, and there were more than a dozen soldiers with coarse-caliber muskets.

It was only later that she learned that the kid standing next to Ian had the power of a giant like her.

What was the idea behind him to hold Ian's hand?

Are you afraid of death?

Still is... Looking for a touch of fun in this boring world?

Who knows, Ymir picked up another cookie, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Only now, she could feel the berry cookie, which had just been baked, was crispy and delicious.

She may have been born for this cookie.

"That's right, Ymir." Ian suddenly called out to her: "Have you tasted the new Ian fried chicken launched by the Chamber of Commerce?" ”

"What's that? I don't know. Ymir crossed his legs.

"Then I'll wait and ask Aunt Mary to send you a No. 1 package, which will be regarded as a supper, and give them feedback on how it tastes after you finish eating."

"Whatever you want."

"I'll go first, and we'll set off the morning after tomorrow, but there are more than 400 kilometers to go, so you can rest."

"Slow down and don't send it."

Ian leaves, and Ymir lies on the couch, looking up at the ceiling, her head blank.

After a while, someone brought a supper.

A wooden tray with plates of food that Ymir had never seen before.

The strange shape, called French Fries, is a crunchy strip of potatoes that is supposed to be fried, along with half a golden brown fried chicken with a rich aroma and a glass of regular lemonade.

She sat up slowly, and suddenly understood something.

Her life is not for cookies, but for this fried chicken set in front of her!

Freedom means to eat to your heart's content!

That's it, freedom!