Uncle

Bang! The wooden door shattered into pieces, and Kenny the Throat Slitter was in such a sorry state for the first time.

"Kenny! Stop!" Before Kenny could catch his breath, Levi, wielding Dual Blades, had already caught up.

"That wretched Little Levi, he truly lives up to my teachings, never letting any potential threat slip by," Kenny sneered.

The wound in his abdomen had reopened and was bleeding profusely; Kenny was already at his Last Legs.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Two figures suddenly appeared and blocked Kenny's path. Oluo and Juda from Levi Squad had already blocked Kenny's retreat.

"Does any random Survey Corps Soldiers dare to stop me?" Kenny is now a severely wounded lion, but even a lion in this state cannot be easily shaken by a few small wolves.

Bang! Crack! Kenny sprang up, forcing Oluo back with a single shot, then gripped his Dagger tightly, jamming the Blades of Juda's knife with his empty Shotgun Shells.

With his other hand, he raised the Flintlock, which still had one Shotgun Shells, and pointed it at Juda.

"Oh no!" Juda exclaimed in alarm, but it was impossible for him to break free in the short term.

"Stop!!"

Bang! The Flintlock fired again, and a hot Shotgun Shells grazed Juda's scalp.

Juda in shock. When he calmed down and looked closely, he exclaimed, "Captain!"

A sharp Blades had pierced Kenny's chest.

"Cough cough," crimson blood gushed from Kenny's mouth. The severely wounded old lion could only await death when it encountered the young and strong lion king.

Levi's expression was complicated; why did he seem unhappy looking at Kenny like that?

Bang! Bang! "Get out of the way!" Levi reacted quickly, dodging the two Shotgun Shells.

A figure rushed up to Kenny, his face covered in undried blood, breathing rapidly, and his Blonde hair disheveled.

"Trout, Traute, you're not dead yet?" Kenny said with difficulty. "Surrender, at least you'll stay alive."

Traute, however, looked around. Levi Squad had surrounded them. "Captain Kenny Ackerman, I've said it before, we're not here for some damned True King, but for your dream."

"Since your dream has been shattered, then we should all go to hell to be buried with you, Captain. It's a real shame your dream didn't come true," Traute whispered, in a voice only she and Kenny could hear.

"Hey, cough cough, you idiot, what are you trying to do?" Kenny asked in surprise.

The next moment, Traute charged at full speed toward Petra seemed to be the easiest target in Levi Squad.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

Three Blades pierced Traute's body simultaneously, and his hands released the Flintlock that was no Shotgun Shells. Traute's pupils dilated, and he collapsed into a pool of blood.

In the instant she charged toward Petra, almost everyone in Levi Squad reacted. Levi reacted the fastest, piercing Traute's heart with a single blow—a fatal strike.

"What an idiot." Kenny struggled to straighten up and leaned against a tree, looking dazed. The once-glorious throat-slitter Kenny had now come to this.

"What a surprise, the little guy from the brothel is already so capable, Kuchel, your son is a qualified Ackerman." Kenny recalled the past.

Levi's pupils constricted upon hearing Kenny's words. He rushed to Kenny and demanded, "What do you mean? What is your relationship with my mother? You're also Ackerman!"

"Heh, I'm just a bastard, a bad Older Brother, a bastard who could watch his Younger Sister die on a brothel bed and feel nothing at all."

"Mother's Older Brother?!" Levi's hand, gripping Kenny's collar, trembled.

Kenny felt his life slipping away. "I can't give that kid any care. I can only teach him how to use a knife, how to threaten, how to negotiate, and all sorts of scheming. I can't teach him anything else because I'm a bastard myself."

Levi lowered his head. "Why? Why did you abandon me alone in the Underground City? Why did you just disappear without a word?"

Kenny's vision was beginning to blur, and he struggled to make out Levi's face. "I... I don't have the ability to be a father. Perhaps I myself can't bear to part with that child."

"Kenny..." Levi fell silent. Perhaps he had long realized that Kenny's identity was not simple. No one would casually teach their skills to a prostitute's child in such a dirty place as the Underground City.

"I joined the Central Military Police and served Uri, Levi, you know that? If a person isn't passionate about something, they have no motivation to live? We Ackerman are all slaves to something. I pursue power, but what do you pursue?"

"Cough cough cough," Kenny's mouth was almost dry of blood. With his last bit of strength, he pulled a small box from his pocket and placed it on Levi's chest.

"This, this is... from Rod... an injection... after the injection, I can turn into Titan, but... I can only become a mindless Titan. By eating those intelligent creatures, I can master the power of Titan." Kenny managed to say these words with difficulty.

"Levi, I'm such a bastard, such a scumbag uncle," Kenny said as his hand, which had been resting on Levi's chest, fell limply to his side.

"Captain, we..." Petra and the others looked at Levi had been standing there motionless for ten minutes, with some concern.

"Let's go. Also, bury Kenny Ackerman..."

Levi picked up the box, glanced at Kenny one last time, and turned to leave. His hand gripping the box showed bulging veins, clearly indicating that Levi was not at peace with himself.

Yago picked up a small bottle with Armored Titan Script writing on it from the ground, lost in thought.

"Hey, Yago, I really don't know how to say this, but really, thank you so much. You gave me a third life," Ymir said sincerely to Yago while lying on the stretcher.

Having lost the Titan Power, Ymir's injuries naturally couldn't heal quickly, and she could only lie on a stretcher for the time being.

Yago smiled and said, "It's alright. To be honest, it's the first time I've heard Ymir thank someone, and it's a little strange. By the way, I remember when you first met me, you said I was a bad guy."

"It's the same now. Don't have any improper thoughts about Historia. Although you saved me, I still want to say that Historia is mine, and no one is allowed to take her away!" Ymir said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Haha, Ymir, you really are... Don't worry, I already have someone I can protect for the rest of my life." Yago said, both amused and exasperated, then turned to look at the somewhat bewildered figure standing there.

Perhaps because of Annie's identity as the Female Titan, none of the other New Recruits knew how to talk to Annie, leaving Annie standing there alone watching.

Yago then walked over, took Annie's hand, and led her toward the group. Although Annie was somewhat surprised, she obediently followed.

(To answer readers' questions here, in the previous chapter, Yago didn't share his power with Ymir; he merely used the power of the Fate one to save Ymir. So now Ymir is alive but has lost her Titan Power and is just an ordinary person. Please don't misunderstand.)

Additionally, I've noticed many readers have expressed discomfort with the name Armin, seemingly preferring the name Armin. Therefore, I'd like to solicit everyone's opinions. If this is indeed the case, then from now on, Armin's name in this book will be uniformly changed to Armin.