𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 | 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭

Chapter Sixty-One

To begin with our search Hange and Armin decided the best idea was to start with the Marleyan people, the people who Yelena gave odd jobs.

I stand in the restaurant where Nicolo works, examining my surroundings while we wait for him. "Hello there. Is this urgent? Sorry, but... I'm preparing a main course for some very important guests right now."

The voice of Nicolo draws me out of my mind, he looks like he is in a hurry.

"That's fine. If you're in the middle of something, you can get back to it. But, we'd like to have a quick word with you once you finish up."

Nicolo makes a face of confusion, "you want to talk? What is this about?"

Hange messes around looking at little hot, "we wonder if you might have some concerns." But Onyankopon cuts Hange off.

"The scouts're investigating our detainment. We were hoping you would be able to help us."

Nicolo's eyes turn as he looks at the ground, he doesn't seem so happy about it.

"Yeah. No problem." He then motions for us to follow him, and we do so following him to an empty room.

"I'll ask you to wait in here until I can finish."

I look around the room as I see all the different types of drinks.

"Wow. This room is pretty fancy." Hange announces as we all step in, "I bet it's usually reserved for MPs."

Jean immediately steps to the drinks. "Hey. I've heard a whole lotta talk about this wine. It's so nice that it's only served to high-ranking members of the Military Police."

I step closer to him as he shows the bottle to me, but as I go out to reach it, he pulls it from me.

"We all know what happened when you were drinking." He laughs while placing a hand on my head, "never again."

I push him off while scoffing. "Like you were any better," I mutter as Connie steps up to us.

"Well, aren't we high-ranking members of the Scouts?"

Jean smirks, "I'd say we've earned a quick sip of liquid luxury."

He hands the bottle to me, "open it. Adelita."

I accept and nod my head, going to peel the paper off the bottle.

"Don't touch that!" Is shouted into my ear as Nicolo snatches the bottle from me.

He begins heaving while hugging the bottle to him, I push him further from me upset now.

"It's not that serious, don't snatch things from me like that."

Jean sees Nicolo freaking out and tries to give him his space while sending me a disapproving look.

"Whoa. Calm down, man. We were just screwing around. No need to make a big thing of it."

Nicolo grits his teeth as the wine is only being pulled closer to him.

"A wine of this quality would be wasted on Eldians, understand?"

I grow more annoyed with his words.

"It's only wine. Don't lose a pair over it." I tell him but Jean isn't letting it go, now growing upset. "I can't believe you're still spouting that crap. Regardless of what you've been told, your wine doesn't care what race we are!"

Jean grabs him by the shirt, but Nicolo still doesn't give it up.

"Get your hands off of me, Eldian. I've been civil to you, but that doesn't make us friends."