Longing

"Commander! Are you alright?" Miniko and Ian were still injured themselves, but when the rescue team arrived, their first priority was to rescue Pyxis.

However, given Commander Pyxis's prestige in the military, even the Coup Military Police dared not do anything to Pyxis. So Pyxis sat calmly in his cell, as if he had long been certain that the Imperialists's Coup would fail.

But Prime Minister Zackly, in another cell, didn't receive the same treatment. The Nobility who had fallen because of Zackly's ruthless purges wouldn't let this opportunity pass. When the Garrison Soldiers broke into the cell, Zackly was barely clinging to life, a pitiful sight, covered in wounds.

The Nobility, who had just been celebrating their Coup, were met with devastating news in less than a day. A large number of Soldiers arrested all the Nobility who still harbored rebellious intentions. This time, they probably won't have the chance to cause trouble again; the Execution Ground may be their final destination.

Perhaps sensing their impending doom, many Nobility struggled desperately, shouting curses towards the Royal Palace, cursing Arno and his ilk for what they were doing, why they hadn't obtained the Founding Titan Power after so long, cursing Historia as a useless puppet, and cursing the Parliament's shamelessness.

Bang!! Cracks like spider webs appeared on the gray wall. Yago's face was gloomy, his fists clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged, clearly on the verge of extreme anger.

"Yago, don't be too impulsive. Aunt Lucia will be alright." Annie was worried when she saw Yago's angry expression.

But a savage, crimson light flashed in Yago's eyes, and he said coldly, "These bastards dared to hurt my mother! I will absolutely kill them!"

When the Coup Military Police came in a big way to arrest Eren's mother, Carla, Lucia certainly wouldn't stand idly by. But she was just an ordinary woman; how could she possibly stop those fierce-looking Military Police?

She was beaten bloody by the Military Police. After the Military Police took Carla away, Mr. Leonhardt, who happened to be passing by, noticed something was wrong and immediately took Lucia to the hospital.

So when Yago returned to the Capital, he learned that his mother had been injured and hospitalized. This enraged Yago, who was originally thinking about how to quell the Imperialists 'Coup Yago. He was now furious and just wanted to tear these Imperialists scum to pieces!

Meanwhile, inside the Royal Palace.

Everyone froze in place as Arno watched Historia's wounds slowly healed by the Titan Power, and new, tender white hands grew back.

Eventually, Historia recovered from her injuries. Arno swiftly cut off the restraints binding Historia and threw the Dagger in front of Historia, signaling her to Historia move.

All eyes immediately turned to Historia, including Eren's. However, compared to the others, Eren was much calmer and did not put up a violent resistance. In Eren's heart, he believed in Historia's choice.

Carla looked at her son in despair. If Eren died, what meaning would there be for her in this world, having lost her husband and child?

Sometimes, Eren actually wished he would be eaten by Historia on the day he arrived at Reiss Estate. After all, bearing the Titan Power was never a good thing, and a lifespan of thirteen years was a curse.

Although Eren is straight, even the straightest man is still a man, not a fool or a eunuch. Faced with repeated hints from his family and his sweetheart Mikasa, Eren actually understands everything, but the reason he doesn't respond is simple: he only has five years left.

Five years—to trade five years for Mikasa's entire life? Wouldn't that be too selfish? Eren asked himself, did he love Mikasa? The answer was obvious, so he didn't want Mikasa to be heartbroken for him for the rest of her life five years from now; that would be too selfish.

"No! I can't do that!" Historia resolutely refused Arno.

Arno seemed to have anticipated this, and with a vicious kick, he knocked Historia to the ground, his previously calm expression turning ruthless.

"I knew it! Look at your cowardly appearance! You deserve to be a piece of trash! Just like that Rod Reiss, you're all trash! It disgusts me to have the same blood as you! If you won't do it, then I will!" Arno said viciously, then took out a Syringe from his pocket and drew all the Potion from the bottles into the Syringe.

As Arno pointed the Syringe at his own neck, a glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of Nack and Herman, members of the Imperialists.

"Older Brother! No!" A heart-wrenching cry made Arno stop in his tracks. It was Historia's voice, an ordinary "Older Brother," yet it stunned Arno, sending a shiver down his spine, as if even his soul trembled.

It seemed to be a connection from blood; when Historia called him "Older Brother, "Arno felt a surge of emotion welling up in his eyes.

Yes, according to bloodlines, he and Historia share the same royal blood; they have the same father, so isn't he her Older Brother?

When young Arno witnessed his prostitute mother's bloated corpse soaking in Sewage Ditch, he had long since given up the idea that he had a family. He considered himself an orphan. In the Training Corps, while his Comrade went home happily on their days off, Arno would stay alone in the dormitory, lost in thought.

When he graduated, while his Training Corps had also joined the Military Police Brigade excitedly hugged their families, he, who ranked first in his class, just stood by blankly watching.

For Arno, family was an entirely unfamiliar word, yet the thought of it evoked both longing and fear in him.

Arno mechanically turned his head to look at Historia, Historia was also looking at Arno with teary eyes. Her appearance was so pitiful that anyone who saw her would feel sorry for her.

"Older Brother, the Founding Titan Power is not the power to rule the world; it's a lie. If they truly possessed that power, why have the Founding Titan merely sat in the Capital for a hundred years watching their people be persecuted by Titan? Please, Older Brother, don't do this," Historia said, her eyes brimming with tears.

Calling her Older Brother was also a subconscious act for Historia; perhaps Arno wasn't the only one who longed for family.

Arno suddenly felt his throat was very dry, so dry that he couldn't speak. He struggled to utter a few words, "What did you call me?" The hand holding the Syringe involuntarily lowered.

Bang! Before the two could react, the main hall doors were suddenly violently flung open, and another group of people stormed into the hall.

"Who are you? The Marley Volunteer Army? What do you want?" Nack recognized Yelena, who was leading the group, and the people behind Yelena also surprised Nack.

The Amazing Son - Zeke! As a former veteran member of the Restorationists, Nack certainly recognized Zeke, the man who once carried the hopes of the Restorationists ultimately nearly destroyed them.