Historia

Yago gasped, clutching his lower back; the excruciating pain nearly made him cry out, while the culprit Annie, looked completely innocent.

Yago could only swallow his bitter pill; it was his own fault for being so quick-witted.

On the other hand, besides Annie, Armin's resentful gaze also made Yago very uncomfortable, clearly indicating that Armin was actually very unwilling to cross-dress.

Yago's mischievous side kicked in; he really wanted to see Armin in women's clothing, since, to be honest, Armin was cuter than most girls.

Using his comrades as bait was something Yago couldn't quite accept. Logically speaking, Captain Levi's bait plan was indeed a last resort, but Yago had a better plan in mind.

"Captain, I need to talk to you." Yago walked up to Levi. Levi glanced at him coldly, remained silent for a moment, Levi turned to Petra and said, "Recall Juda and the others. Prepare to move."

"Speak, what is it?" After dismissing the others, Levi and Yago went to a very clean and simple room and asked directly.

Yago looked around and said with a smile, "Does Captain trust me that much? You know I also possess the power of Titan Power. Aren't you afraid I'll transform here, kill you all, and then take Eren away?"

Levi calmly walked to the table, where an Omni-Directional Mobility Gear was placed.

The table was spotless, and the Omni-Directional Mobility Gear was polished to a gleaming shine. Swoosh! Levi pulled out a Blades and said coldly, "Before that, you'll be chopped into pieces by me."

"Captain is certainly confident, but please trust us. I've said before that this is my hometown, and I will protect it. Besides, we have a common enemy—those who truly covet Eren," Yago said, his eyes burning with determination.

"Yago, you are very different. The first time I saw you outside the walls, I suggested to Erwin that we get rid of unnecessary trouble, but Erwin said that you were saved by Vig is a senior worthy of the respect of all Scout members, so..." For once, Levi's eyes were not so cold, but showed a bit of emotion.

Levi was once brought into the Survey Corps by Erwin from the Underground City. He and his two companions initially found it very difficult to adapt to the rules and life of the army. Vig, who was Veteran Soldier at the time, took great care of these New Recruits.

When Vig was mentioned, Yago's smile froze. Yago had always felt guilty towards Uncle Vig.

After a moment of silence, Yago said, "Uncle Vig gave me a second life, and I will fulfill his mission."

For the first time ever, Yago saw Captain Levi, who almost never smiled, slowly curl the corners of his mouth into a smile. Although it was only a slight smile, it was still surprising. Yago wondered what the Captain was smiling about; perhaps it was his awareness of his juniors.

Historia wrung out a towel soaked in clean well water and carefully wiped Ymir's face as she lay on the bed.

With a creak, the door opened, and Historia turned her head.

"Yago? Is something wrong?" Historia, somewhat surprised.

"It's nothing, Heri, oh no, Historia, I just came to see you. Ymir, she's Titan too?" Yago shook his head to indicate that he was alright, then glanced at Ymir lying on the bed.

"Yes, but Ymir isn't a bad person. She was just trying to protect me and everyone else, just like Eren. When someone with Flintlock tried to attack us, Ymir was seriously injured," Historia explained on Ymir's behalf.

Yago: "It seems Ymir really likes Historia. Back in the Training Corps, she told you to stay away from me the first time we met, and even called me a bad guy."

Yago's words stirred up memories, Historia smiled slightly, glancing at Ymir. "Ymir can be such a fool sometimes. She could have chosen to live peacefully, so why did she insist on protecting me, a burden who only drags everyone down?"

Yago said, "Historia is no burden, remember? During the snow mountain training, if you hadn't been with Daz, he might have died there. And Trost Recapture Battle, wasn't Historia very brave?"

Yago's words made Historia a little embarrassed.

Historia, can you tell me your story?

Historia hesitated for a moment, then looked at the unconscious Ymir. Although she had promised Ymir that she would live for herself, the memories of the past were still scars that Historia was unwilling to face.

Yago realized his question might have been a bit presumptuous and quickly apologized to Historia, but Historia shook her head and said, "It's alright. I should face the past by reverting to my real name. Ymir said that changing one's name is a cowardly admission of defeat."

Then, Historia began to tell the tragic story of a Nobility's illegitimate daughter.

Who could have imagined that so many things would happen to the adorable Historia, whom many call a little Historia?

He never saw his father in his childhood and lived on a farm with his mother, but his mother hated him terribly, and he couldn't even get his last bit of maternal love.

Growing up through all these hardships, she finally met her father one day, only to be cruelly forced down in front of him. A priest dressed as a member of the Wallist Church said that she and her mother deserved to die, and just like that, her mother's throat was slit in front of her.

As her mother lay dying, she glared at her with venomous hatred, as if she were responsible for everything. Just as she was about to be killed, they offered to spare her if she changed her name and joined the army in the future. And then everything that followed happened.

Yago fell silent, as did the other listeners outside the door. Eren even felt a headache coming on, and fragments of inexplicable images surfaced in his mind.

It's hard to imagine that Historia, who grew up in that environment, could become such a gentle and lovely person.

Her bright eyes were brimming with tears; clearly, Historia was also in a bad mood.

Yago sighed, walked to Historia's side, and unconsciously reached out to pat Historia's head. He didn't mean anything by it, but simply felt sorry for the poor child.

"Cough... cough cough, take your hands off me! No, don't touch my Christa, you wretched... guy."

A weak voice came from the bed. Yago and Historia turned their heads at the same time and saw that Ymir had been unconscious, had now woken up, but looked very weak.

"That's wonderful! Ymir, you're awake!" Historia's tears were still wet, but she was overjoyed to see Ymir awake.

Yago smiled and left the room; time should be given to Historia and Ymir.