This day was destined to be recorded in history. Because the location chosen for the World Assembly was the Liberio internnt zone where Eldians were gathered, in just a few short days, the once lifeless Liberio internnt zone suddenly beca lively.
Countless stalls sprang up overnight, with vendors from all over the world bringing countless foreign specialties and all kinds of food. The Liberio internnt zone, which originally housed only Eldians, was also temporarily flooded with many Marleyans and foreigners from outside.
Or perhaps it was because the Marleyan High Command wanted to maintain their image in front of the nations of the world—so restrictions prohibiting the harassnt of Eldians were issued to the Marleyan troops stationed within the Liberio internnt zone.
So these past few days were perhaps the most comfortable days the Eldians living in the Liberio internnt zone had ever experienced. The Marleyans, who used to arrogantly discriminate against Eldians every day, were now turning a blind eye.
Moreover, many Marleyan and foreign rchants had appeared within the internnt zone, allowing the Eldians—who were once unable to leave the zone—to broaden their horizons.
...
Inside the Marleyan Warrior Unit's camp, Magath frowned slightly.
"Still haven't found Newt?"
Zeke shrugged helplessly.
"No. Newt has practically vanished into thin air. We've searched almost the entire Liberio internnt zone, but there's no trace of him. I'm truly sorry, Commander Magath. This is my failure."
Magath paced back and forth anxiously in the office. Tonight's operation had all been arranged based on the intelligence provided by Newt. For him to disappear at a ti like this—there was definitely sothing wrong!
After thinking for a mont, Magath decided to go find Willy Tybur to discuss it. However, the plan couldn't be changed for now. So he turned to Zeke and said:
"Zeke, I'll leave that matter I ntioned earlier to you. Make sure to keep a close eye on the Sea-Diving Titan Airi! The Paladin Titan Ivanor, the Airwing Titan Litt, and the Fortress Titan Bazel!"
Zeke straightened his back and replied loudly:
"Yes! I will complete the mission!"
Watching Magath leave, Zeke showed a hint of mockery. Although he didn't know why the Marleyan High Command wanted to act against the newly appeared Titan warriors, this kind of thing—essentially weakening Marley's strength—was sothing he had no reason to refuse. After all, it didn't conflict with his own goals.
However, Zeke was a bit curious. Since they were targeting the new Titans, why not also target Newt's Crimson Fla Titan and Porco's Claw Titan?
Unable to figure it out, Zeke soon left the camp as well.
"Let's go. Today everyone can relax properly. There are lots and lots of new and interesting things in the Liberio internnt zone right now." Colt said with a smile to the Warrior candidates.
Hearing that they could go relax freely, excitent instantly filled Falco and the others' eyes. Seeing how happy they were, Colt continued:
"There's also a banquet tonight to entertain representatives from various countries. We'll be working as servers then."
Falco: "Servers? Really? But our status…"
Although Falco didn't say it outright, everyone understood what he ant. Eldians didn't have a good image in the eyes of the world—was it really appropriate for them to go?
Seeing his younger brother discouraged, Colt quickly comforted him:
"Don't think too much about it, Falco. We'll just be helping carry plates and such—it's not a big deal. This isn't the ti to worry about that. Let's get ready and go out to relax!"
Colt's words reignited the enthusiasm of the Warrior candidates. Happily, they headed toward the marketplace, picking up Pieck, Porco, and Reiner along the way.
Pieck was more than happy to accompany the Warrior candidates to stroll through the market. Reiner was a bit slow to react but was willing to join. Porco, on the other hand, wore an annoyed expression and was extrely unwilling—but in the end, after being dragged along by everyone, he still went with them.
At the market, the dazzling array of goods left the children overwheld. The rich aroma of all kinds of food in the air was intoxicating, and the bustling crowd—dressed in colorful clothing—made the Warrior candidates, who spent most of their ti training, feel dazzled.
At the end of the day, Falco and the others were still just children. Seeing the oversized ice creams being sold at roadside stalls, they all revealed longing expressions.
However, Pieck leaned on her crutch and shrugged, while Porco patted his empty pockets—they hadn't brought any money.
Colt had brought money, but he had already spent quite a lot earlier while wandering the market. The sandwiches in everyone's hands, the soda, and the various small gifts in their waist pouches had nearly emptied his wallet.
So everyone's expectant gazes turned toward the only honest one left—Reiner. Seeing Falco and the others' hopeful eyes, what could he do? Pay up, of course.
Soon, everyone was happily licking their extra-large ice creams.
Amid laughter and chatter, Pieck suddenly noticed a familiar figure not far away. Looking closely—it was Warrior Captain Zeke. Didn't he say he had a mission? Why was he wandering around the market?
Out of curiosity, after informing Reiner and the others, Pieck followed Zeke alone.
With his hands in his pockets, Zeke walked unhurriedly. After so ti, he arrived in front of a psychiatric hospital—the largest hospital in the entire Liberio internnt zone.
Recently, the hospital's main task was likely to treat soldiers who had broken down on the battlefield—that is, Eldian soldiers suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder.
Zeke's grandfather was currently in this hospital. Besides being a doctor himself, his grandfather was also quite old, and his mind would occasionally beco confused, so he simply stayed in the hospital.
Zeke entered the hospital, first visiting his grandfather, then heading alone to the garden behind the hospital, where soone had already been waiting for him.
But as Zeke walked over with anticipation, he was sowhat surprised upon seeing the person.
"Yago-san? Why is it you? I thought it would be Eren eting ."
That's right—the one waiting for Zeke here was Yago. He was holding a small basket of cherries. Seeing Zeke, Yago smiled and handed him a handful.
"Want so? Zeke-san. They're very sweet."
Zeke didn't stand on ceremony. He took them and started eating, spitting out the pits as he asked:
"Where's Eren?"
Yago: "Eren? He has a task to complete. Why? Are you in a hurry to see him?"
Zeke: "Sothing like that. After all, Eren and I are brothers. As the older brother, I'd like to have a proper talk with my little brother."
Yago: "There will be a chance."
At the sa ti, the eting between Yago and Zeke was fully observed by Pieck from afar.
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