Juliet Diekman is the daughter of a well-respected Marleyan scientist who works alongside the military.
In a new proposal, he is asked to go on an expedition to Paradis for research purposes before planning their big attack. He agrees, only if his b...
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"EVEN WITH THE HORSES RESTED, we've got a five-hour ride to the port. From what Kiyomi told me, the Azumabito have a flying boat in the harbor, and they'd been planning to take off and observe the rumbling from the air," Hange explains out loud, "We can use that to get close to the Founding Titan."
"I knew it," Magath says, "The Azumabito were helping you behind the scenes."
"The problem is, we have to find the Founder first, and we won't have enough fuel to fly around looking for him," Hange explains, eyes focused on the task at hand.
"Right, which is why we captured this one," Magath nods his head at Yelena, "Now, where is Jaeger going first?"
"I don't know," Yelena proclaims, "And if I did, what reason would I have to tell you?"
"He learned about the mainland from you," Magath argues, "You have him the knowledge to plan this attack. He's going to be picking his targets based on what you taught him. You should at least be able to make a guess."
"Kiss my ass."
"Hm?"
"What makes you think I'll reverse course now and help you Marleyan swines save your godforsaken hellhole of a country?" Yelena asks, hands placed on her lap trying to stand her ground.
"How about the fact that it's your only chance of seeing another sunrise?" Annie glares at her.
Jean goes to take another spoonful of stew, "That won't work, she doesn't wanna live."
Connie has a mouthful of stew when he decides to speak."But I thought you started the volunteers 'cause you wanted to liberate your homeland from Marley," he takes a moment to swallow, "Are ya gonna let your country get flattened just to spite the "Marleyan Swine"?
"It's a fair question," Onyankopon averts his gaze towards her.
"The answer's yes. Wanna know why?" Magath asks, his hard glare never leaving Yelena, "Because she's a purebred Marleyan pig, herself."
"You really caught us off guard with the Liberio raid, Yelena," the voice of the Cart comes closer as she crawls behind Yelena, "But we got a bigger surprise when we looked into your past. You were born and raised in a typical Marleyan family, but you wrote yourself a new life story when you met Zeke. One where you were from an annexed territory."
Yelena's eyes stayed on the ground below her as Pieck aired out her story, "As you grew disillusioned with Marley, the story got more elaborate. It evolved into a grand fantasy about saving the world with your prince, and in time, you hoped your fairy tale would find its way into the history books. Your commitment to the lie is honestly impressive."
Instead of reacting defensively or with anger, Yelena lets out a short, amused laugh.
She reaches out behind her, laying a hand on the Cart's cheek, rubbing under her eyes, "'Save the world.' Those might be the sweetest, most alluring words a person could hear, don't you think?"
