"Hurry up, Falco, Sophia, get everything on and get off!" Jabi took three steps and two steps and rushed out of the crowded carriage.

She dragged her large bag to the platform and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Falco and Sofia followed, holding their clothes and dry rations, drinking water and relieving their breath by the iron-black train.

Riding a steam train in the summer is like drilling into a steamer, and everyone is sweating profusely and their clothes are soaked with sweat.

Except for Jabi, who was still full of energy, Falco and a few people in his company were already hot and tired.

But the thought of being able to go back to town soon, Falco breathed a sigh of relief.

The war was finally over, and they finally didn't have to sleep in the bunks in the containment area.

Since the start of the war between Parady Island and the World Alliance, several people have been forced to leave their small home where they have lived for half a year and take a train to the containment area within the walls of Mary.

The living conditions in the containment area were worse than in the small town, but Falco didn't complain, at least some of them ate and slept there, which was a hundred times better than the life of the fugitive in Marais.

Falco stood on the platform, watching the train move again, the steel dragon steaming white and honking its horn towards the green plains.

He closed his eyes and prayed in his heart that everyone would return home safely.

"Let's go! Falco, why are you so weak boy, you still need more exercise! Jabi yelled, pulling Falco out of the station.

Falco scratched his head, put his luggage on his back, and walked out of the passage together.

One by one, they took their residence permits and registered them with the attendants, waiting for the next bus to transport them back to town.

The tension is here, and I finally relax a little.

After waiting for half an hour, they got on the bus back and in the evening, they saw the sea red with the setting sun.

By the sea, Ian is walking with Heatheria.

Waves of the sea rush to the beach, and they walk on the beach, quietly listening to the sound of the waves.

"yes. Don't you want to be a princess?"

"It's not that I don't want to be, I'm not a princess anymore." Heatheria kicked the white shell under her feet into the sea with her hands behind her back: "It's something I decide, I don't want you to make decisions for me anymore!" ”

She no longer wears gorgeous clothes, just a simple home over-the-knee skirt, petite like a neighbor's little sister.

This is what she is, she is just a mud child who grew up on the farm, no one played with her at that time, she was alone on the farm, she caught frogs, forked cow dung, and the so-called princess was just a label given to her by outsiders.

"I left the royal capital last month." Heatheria lowered her head and kicked the sand: "I don't like to attend events at all, I don't like to wear that kind of heavy and thick skirt at all, it's really tiring to put on a smile all day, well, there is a troop with you at any time, everything is watched, I'm really fed up." ”

"I don't want to do it for a long time, if it weren't."

Heatria looked into Ian's face as she spoke, her own eyes moistening as she spoke.

She felt aggrieved, and last month, she cried when she learned that Ian was missing.

She had no idea what was going on at the front until she took the initiative to ask that Alan told her hesitantly.

"Aren't you able to use the power of the Ancestral Giants! You're going to do something, at least get in touch with him! Heatheria threw a tantrum at Alan.

"I tried." Alan lowered his head and replied, "Aunt Dinah and I entered the coordinates and wanted the ancestor to help us, but the ancestor ignored us"

"The footsteps of the Ancestors did not stop for me. I couldn't even touch her, neither me, nor Aunt Daina, could touch her. The Ancestor she rejected us"

Heatheria didn't understand what the power of the Ancestors was, she just felt that the sky was falling.

The little sky that supported her, collapsed.

Heatheria had only one thought in her mind, to go to him.

However, the people around her were telling her to stay in the royal capital with peace of mind.

Mikasa came to her room and comforted her, saying, "Brother Ian definitely doesn't want anything to happen to you." ”

No matter who it was, whether it was Petra, who was close to her, whether it was Alan, Mikasa, and Armin, whom she had known since childhood, or Commander Pixis, who handled general affairs in the capital, everyone just wanted her to continue to be the princess.

That's right, even Ian expected that.

She lives according to the expectations of others, even if she doesn't want to, but she can sacrifice herself, she puts shackles on herself.

But she changed her mind, she didn't want to live for others anymore, she wanted to live for herself.

On that day, she attended the event to pacify the people as usual.

After the event, she stood on the glossy stage, took off her crown and bowed to the crowd.

"My name is Heatria, Heatheria Reis, just Heatheria Reis."

"So I'm sorry, guys, I'm not a princess."

She made an unplanned move, and the scene was a mess.

She didn't explain anything, and after that, she refused to be in the public eye again.

In the royal palace, she tried to escape at night several times, and although she was caught, she profoundly showed her determination.

"I'm not a princess anymore."

Because of her deep ties to the senator, the government made concessions.

That's why she's showing up at the harbor now, walking with Ian on the beach.

The two stopped at the seashore, and the shadow of a man appeared in front of them.

It was an illusory bubble, like a ghost.

Heatheria suddenly tensed and hugged Ian's arm, something she had been afraid of since she was a child.

But the shadow went away with the wind, and the girl holding the sandpot glanced at Ian before disappearing.

"That's . The ghost who died tragically because of the war? Heatheria asked worriedly.

Ian shook his head, "I saw her when I inherited the Warhammer Giant, and that is the Ancestor, the Ancestor Ymir, the origin of all giants. ”

"Ancestor?"

Heatheria vaguely remembered that the ancestor in the coordinates that Alan had mentioned, was that the ancestor?

"Why is the Ancestor here?"

"I don't know" Ian looked at the darkening sky and touched Heatheria's head, "Let's go back to town first, it will be dark soon." ”

They walked towards the town, and there was a lot of commotion in the town, and a group of people gathered around.

"Don't be impulsive, Mr. Soldier! Calm down! ”

Jabi raised his hands and spoke to the Middle Eastern sergeants who rushed out of their room.

The soldier with bloodshot eyes held Falco hostage, his pistol in his hand, the cold muzzle of which was pressed against Falco's temple.

(End of chapter)