Traveling to the World of Attack on Titan

Newarkton City, Marais Supreme Commander.

A room less than the size of a basketball court was packed with a dozen tables and twenty people. Even if the front and rear windows and doors were opened wide, the air in the room could not be changed. The printer on the side received the signal and the ink scent scattered on the paper became weird after being mixed with other flavors. It smelled frowning, and I wanted to install two more exhaust fans in the room.

The orderly soldiers passed through the crowd for a group of high-level generals, and everything was running in an orderly manner. It’s just that the noise of conversations and commands that used to be loud and loud is now much smaller. Almost everyone deliberately softened their voices and slowed down their movements, while from time to time they looked vaguely at the desk sitting in the innermost part of the room and turned expressionlessly. Marshal Margate looking at the file.

The news of agreeing to negotiate with the Allied Powers spread throughout the entire command from the moment Magath made the decision. Although the scope of the insiders was restricted to the Supreme Command State due to the password, this was enough to produce disagreements. Little confusion. If it hadn't been for Marshal Magath's extremely high personal prestige and strong military rule to suppress, I am afraid that the military statements present would have rebelled long ago.

Even if everyone in the room knew that Marais was already at the end of the battle, losing the power of Titan had severely injured Marais, who had been losing blood in the war with the Middle East coalition forces, not to mention the defections in this incident. Eldia's troops, and the Eastern Front Army was hit hard and made Malai's situation worse. Now there is the rebellion of the Jezos Empire. Everyone knows that Malai's current situation is powerless.

It's just that knowing the situation and accepting reality are two different things. People will always hope that a miracle will appear and choose to fight to the last breath, otherwise the Earth Mustache surrendered in 1944 instead of 1945.

Some people would rather die than lose.

Huh! The orderly soldiers from the outside reached out and lifted the gray curtain that blocked the light at the door. The dazzling sunlight instantly shone into the room, causing everyone to subconsciously squint their eyes. The room immediately became needled as everyone stopped. It's audible. Accompanied by the sound of leather boots knocking on the ground, a young man in Eldia's Second Empire uniform walked in slowly with his hands on his back.

"Oh, there are still a lot of people." I raised my eyebrows unexpectedly, and said with a relaxed look, "It's just that the internal space is a bit smaller." Mr. Ambassador, please, Marshal Margate is already waiting for you. "The order soldier on the side said in a calm tone, without any intention of answering my words. Harlem outside the door narrowed his eyes and looked at me without saying a word.

"Well, then please lead the way." I nodded to the orderly and touched the hilt with my left hand. I turned a blind eye to those who were either hostile, disgusted, or curious and helpless, and followed the orderly for a few steps. Came to Marshal Margate, who was waiting at the table.

According to the information obtained, Magath is only in his forties this year, but now he is very bleak, looking like 50 or 60 years old, and it seems that the recent act of overseeing the affairs of the whole country of Marais has affected him. The physical damage is not small, after all, turning the tide in extreme danger is not so easy to do.

But even so, he still retains a powerful aura, like an old lion stubbornly trying to guard everything...

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