Submission

As the dark clouds gradually dispersed, Ebson took off his black-rimmed glasses, took a handkerchief from the pocket of his white coat, and gently wiped the lenses.

In front of Ebson, Bill was carrying a person in one hand. The person's limbs were twisted at a strange angle, his brown hair was messy, his face looked young, and bright red blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. Steam was rising from his body.

Upon reaching Ebson, Bill casually tossed the man aside, then stomped his black thigh-high leather boots firmly on the young man's back. His limbs were broken, and he was unable to move, but the hatred in the young man's eyes could not be concealed.

Bill cracked his neck, making a series of snapping sounds. "Flying creatures are really tough to deal with, kid. If you dare do that again, I'll crush your head into a finer sand than this."

Not far away, the once flat desert has now become pitted and uneven, with various deep pits everywhere. Some rainwater has accumulated in them, making it look from above as if the yellow desert is adorned with countless Crystal fragments.

On the back of a Sand Dune, the mangled body of a Titan lay there, its torso a bloody mess, evaporating at an alarming rate. Most striking were Titan's arms, below which hung a large mass of tattered flesh, resembling the wings of a bat.

Ebson put his clean glasses back on, looked at the brown-haired youth, and said calmly, "It's futile. I granted you immense Titan Power not so you would dare to offend me. Foolish! I can grant you power, and I can take it away from you at any time!"

But the young man completely ignored Ebson's words, only letting out a low, furious roar with reddened eyes, "Marley!!"

Upon hearing this, a strange glint flashed in Ebson's eyes. He leaned down, pinched the young man's chin, and laughed, "Hahaha, you've got personality, tsk tsk tsk. What a pity, I remember your family member died right next to you, right? And there was a three-year-old girl too."

"Poor thing, you should thank me. If I hadn't bribed the Soldiers, it wouldn't have been a blank that hit you in the head."

Upon hearing Ebson's words, painful memories flooded the young man's mind: the shrill gunshots and the wailing cries of his loved ones echoed repeatedly in his head. The brown-haired youth struggled and roared frantically, but Bill merely stomped on him slightly, and the youth coughed up a mouthful of blood, becoming listless and weak.

"Hehe, don't worry, I keep my word. You'll have a chance to settle your score with Marley, but only if you completely submit to me. Otherwise, without this power, you, a remnant of a fallen kingdom, will have to wait eight lifetimes to seek revenge on Marley. Now, tell me your choice."

Ebson looked down at the young man. He did need a tool who was full of hatred for Marley, because the Tybur family seemed too restless lately. If it didn't affect his plans, Ebson wouldn't mind helping Marley a little. After all, he was a Marley Nobility.

However, the Tybur family overstepped their bounds, or rather, they were blinded by their own greed. A few Titan Power were enough to make Tybur uneasy. Ebson was disappointed. It seemed that the Tybur family was no longer of any help. Let them play with those Titan Power.

After a moment of silence, the young man spoke.

Spitting out blood, he said with difficulty, "... I... surrender."

Ebson's lips curled into a smile. He glanced at the other two people standing not far away. Startled by Ebson's chilling gaze, the two lowered their heads and said, "We submit!"

Bill moved his foot away, glanced at the young man on the ground, and reached into his pocket for a cigarette.

Seeing the three men submit, Ebson nodded in satisfaction. With just a few more steps to go, he took a small brown bottle from his white coat pocket, looking at the yellowed "YN" label on it.

"Norman, Norman, that name really has magic, old friend, hehehe."

In an instant, Yago, who was about to step out of the Military Camp gate, froze on the spot. He stretched out his hand and looked down. The veins on the back of his hand suddenly bulged. A very uncomfortable feeling welled up in his heart. This was not the first or second time. Yago instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"That! That person looks so familiar!" Falco, who had been standing ramrod straight, suddenly exclaimed, his eyes widening as if he had seen something amazing.

The Warrior Candidate followed Falco's gaze and saw a tall, well-built Marley Officer shaking hands with Colonel Koslow.

The familiar face made the young Warrior Candidate gasp in unison, especially Gabi body was visibly trembling slightly.

Aili and Colt looked puzzled and scratched their heads. Aili also saw Yago shaking hands with Colonel Koslow. It seemed that after a while, she hadn't noticed anything. He was just a somewhat handsome Marley Officer. Well, if only he didn't have the scar on his face.

"It shouldn't be that person, right? That person doesn't have scars on their face, and they're younger too." Falco saw Gabi's fear and could only offer this Gabi.

But Gabi stared intently at Yago; she could tell that this was the man who had choked her that day! His fleeting glances had given Gabi the same chilling feeling as before.

Yago smiled and shook hands with Colonel Koslow.

"Welcome, Colonel Koslow, and welcome Warrior Candidate."

"You flatter me, Lieutenant Colonel Loa. My purpose in leading these Warrior Candidate is to train them into qualified Marley Warriors General the battlefield."

As Yago exchanged perfunctory pleasantries, he glanced at the Warrior Candidate behind Koslow.

Gabi, Falco, Zofia, Udo, and an older Warrior Candidate whom Big Eren's Memories —that must be Falco's Older Brother, Colt?

When Yago saw the girl standing next to the Warrior Candidate, his gaze sharpened. Although she was wearing a loose-fitting military uniform and looked somewhat frail, Yago could sense that this gray-haired girl was no ordinary person.

"Titan Warriors?" Yago suddenly asked Colonel Koslow in a low voice.

Colonel Koslow paused for a moment, then turned to look, realizing that Yago was probably asking about Aili. He casually replied, "Ah, yes, that's a sea Titan Warriors. Uh, also a very skilled Marley Warriors. Last time, he single-handedly wiped out an entire Middle Easterners Fleet during the conquest of Fort Monroe."

Although he was dissatisfied with Aili's performance, she was, after all, Marley Warriors and represented the face of the Marley Warrior Unit, so Koslow still said the nice things.

"Sea-Swimming Titan?" Yago suddenly remembered the white figure beneath the sea that day.