Trump card

With a muffled roar from beneath the Fate Titan's visor, the Attack Titan was slammed to the ground for what seemed like the umpteenth time, its massive body creating a deep crater.

"Huff!" Attack Titan propped himself up again with one hand, his chest heaving violently, large wafts of steam from his mouth, but the fierce light in his green eyes remained undiminished.

On the back of his neck, Allen was also covered in sweat, and at the same time, he felt a sense of powerlessness. Over the years, he had never slacked off, and could even be said to have worked exceptionally hard, because Allen knew how important the power he carried was, and he also knew from his brother Zeke what the power of the progenitor represented.

However, the Titan standing before the Attack Titan was like an insurmountable mountain. Just what kind of monster was Yago? Was such immense Titan Power truly plausible? If Eren hadn't met the Founding Titan these past few days, Eren would have suspected that the Founding Titan had been abducted into Yago's body.

"Oh no! Section Commander Eren is going to lose! My Meal Tickets!" Soldiers in the crowd wailed. The Soldiers next to him said smugly, "Hahaha, serves you right for being greedy! I told you to trust Commander Yago. Now you're rich! Don't worry, I'll treat you to a meal once I've earned my Meal Tickets."

On the other side, Pieck looked incredulously at the nearly exhausted Attack Titan and the still seemingly unfazed Fate Titan, exclaiming, "They're ridiculously strong. Luckily, I surrendered quickly back then."

Porco, standing next to Pieck, looked at Pieck with displeasure. "Does surrendering make you proud?"

Pieck leaned against the railing, a lazy smile on his face, and turned to look at Porco, saying, "Little Bobo, sometimes, you have to stay alive to have any hope. If you die, you really have nothing left. Besides, didn't you surrender anyway?"

Porco: "..." Porco's face was somewhat gloomy. Yes, he had indeed surrendered. Just like Pieck said, if he died, he would really die. He didn't want to die so meaninglessly. He still had family on the Other Shore the ocean, and he wanted to take care of his parents for his Older Brother.

Annie, who was standing next to the two, pushed Hitch off her and said to Pieck with a helpless expression, "Pieck, I'm still here. Your words make me feel like you two aren't being sincere at all."

Upon hearing this, Pieck immediately raised his hands, saying in a fawning tone, "No, no, Annie -chan, please don't misunderstand us. I was just trying to persuade Bobo. We're both sincerely surrendering, and I also really yearn for the world that Yago-san described—the world of the rising Eldia People."

"Whoosh, just as expected! Yago's going to win for sure! Sasha, your brain finally worked for once! You've struck gold this time! Let's go for barbecue tonight!" Connie rubbed his hands together, looking at the booklet in his hand with glee. Sasha, standing beside him, tossed her ponytail triumphantly. "That's right, haha, let's go to Niccolo's new barbecue place tonight!"

Jean covered his face, unable to bear the two's smug expressions, and muttered, "You two idiots, if the Captain or the Commander finds out you're running a gambling den, you're definitely not going to get any juice!" Jean would never admit that he was envious of that huge pile of Meal Tickets, much less admit that he himself had bet half of his fortune on Eren, whom he couldn't stand no matter how he looked at him.

It's a shame that Eren is such a jerk. It's rare for him to put aside his pride and trust him like this. How awful!

Returning our gaze to the field, the Fate Titan raised one arm, its fingers with sharp bone claws curling up in a defiant gesture. The provocation was palpable. If it weren't for the mask, Eren, who was inside the Attack Titan's neck, would have seen the Fate Titan's arrogant expression, its nose practically pointing upwards. Even so, Eren was still furious.

Attack Titan slammed his fists into the ground with a furious roar, his muscles tensing as he lunged forward like a fully charged spring.

Yago, nestled in the nape of the Fate Titan's neck, chuckled softly. "Eren's still so naive," he thought, "Getting all worked up over the slightest provocation. He hasn't improved at all."

Faced with the oncoming Attack Titan, the Fate Titan merely lowered his center of gravity slightly, arched his body, and raised his hands slightly, looking like a butcher poised to grab a charging fat pig.

Bang!! As expected, the Attack Titan the Fate Titan, the enormous impact causing the Fate Titan's feet to plow two deep and long Trench into the ground.

"Hmm! You've got some strength, but that's all!" A crimson light flashed in the eyes of the Fate Titan, and a muffled roar came from beneath his mask. He pressed his hands directly onto the Attack Titan's shoulders and exerted force, his bony claws piercing deep into the Attack Titan's flesh, causing scalding blood to gush out, accompanied by bursts of steam.

On the other hand, the Attack Titan, exhausted and caught off guard by the Fate Titan's sudden counterattack, left Eren temporarily unable to fight back.

"Sigh, it's over. Eren still needs more practice, but this kid is already outstanding. At this level, I'm afraid two or three squads of Soldiers wouldn't be able to do anything to Eren. As for Yago, he's a monster." Mike said confidently, looking at the Titan on the field.

"Not necessarily, Eren still has his biggest trump card to play." An unfamiliar voice rang out from behind Mike. Mike paused for a moment, then turned around to see who was speaking. Levi, standing next to Mike, frowned noticeably in displeasure upon hearing the voice.

In the crowd behind him, sunlight shone brightly on his two round glasses, making his golden beard and hair appear almost translucent in the sunlight. Zeke!

Mike was somewhat surprised to see Zeke walking over so openly. He had a deep impression of this monkey Titan who had almost killed him before. However, since Zeke appeared here openly, it proved that the previous rumors were true, so Mike was surprised but not too unexpected.

Zeke walked over to Levi and stood side by side with Levi. Levi glanced up at him unhappily, then looked at the Titan, who was at a severe disadvantage. "Eren, does he still have a trump card Attack Titan sleeve?"

"Eren! Kid, go back and practice some more!" Yago grinned wickedly, ready to settle this battle that was destined to have a good ending, but at that moment, Transformation happened.

Attack Titan, the Titan gave up resisting, letting the Fate Titan tear its shoulder apart. Instead, it opened its mouth wide, stretching to its ears, and took a deep breath.

"Roar!!!!" An unprecedentedly terrifying roar erupted from the Attack Titan maw, and the air itself seemed to tremble at the sound.

As the Attack Titan roared, a bright light flashed in its green eyes.

"This! This is!?" Yago's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets inside the Fate Titan's neck, because the moment the roar reached his ears, his entire head felt like it had been hit with a blunt object. What horrified Yago even more was what happened next.

"Hey, hey, hey! Eren! How did you do that?!"