The first 200 lines.
Armin once told me that beyond the wall
lies a great expanse of water.
He called it the sea.
And I always wondered... what's beyond that?
Hey, Sasha, you even try to steal any more food,
and we'll have Captain Levi chop you into
bite-sized pieces. Got it?
Who, me? I would never! Probably.
Hey! Did you guys wipe the mud off your shoes
before you came in?
Huh? Are you kidding me?
Do you not see all this stuff we're carrying?
You idiot. You really think an excuse like that
is gonna play with Captain Levi?
Bad enough I had to make your bed for you
this morning, now you pull this crap?
Oh, shut it! Who are you, my mom now?
We're back.
Wait, you were chopping firewood?
Gotta stay in shape somehow.
You got grabbed by a Titan!
You should be in bed recovering!
Think you're wasting your breath.
I caught her doing sit-ups earlier, too.
Oh, so you're a nag and a spy!
What? How the hell...
Mikasa, you know you're only human, right?
Funny. Almost feels like we're back
in the Cadet Corps, doesn't it?
Mhmm.
Chaos. Makes you wonder why they chose us
for this new Levi Squad.
Protecting Eren and Historia is such an important mission.
Because we're all so talented, I assume.
Sasha, what did you just shove into your bag?
It's something that's definitely not bread.
Really? What did I tell you?
C'mon, put it back.
Hey! Can we focus here?
We've gotta finish cleaning before the captain gets back!
The bread, Sasha.
- -Uuh... - -What's all the commotion?
...done this now?
You know we have to conserve our rations!
You really think you can just keep pullin' this crap!
Well I'm sick of...!
I am quite certain I gave you enough time.
Never mind. We can discuss your utter failure at a later date.
- -Eren. - -Huh?
Hange is anxious to get the experiment underway.
Right. Yes, sir.
Eren!
What's wrong, Eren? Get up!
The future of humanity depends on you, damn it!
Get up!
Third time, and his form's changed again.
He's not even ten meters tall,
and some of his body lacks muscle.
Plus, Eren's scrawny ass is hanging out.
I can see that!
Eren! Think you can still move?
Give us a signal or something, will ya?
Eren!
Mikasa, wait up!
Great. The brat's at it again.
Off to the rescue.
She never learns, does she?
There's no response. We're done here.
Eren!
Hot! Think you can ease up on the steam a little?
Hey, be careful with him. Can't you see he's bleeding?
You see his face, Moblit?
Sketch! Quick! We gotta get this!
Section Commander!
Have you no compassion at all?
Ah!
Um. Sorry about that.
Not the outcome we'd hoped for.
We're still a long way from being able
to use Eren's Titan to seal the wall.
Yes. We've known all along this would be
like grasping at proverbial straws.
The plan's strategically sound. And simple in theory.
All we need is to get Eren there.
This could still work. But it's going to depend on him.
Experiment's over. All troops, withdraw at once!
Withdrawing! Go! Make sure we weren't seen!
Right!
You ride back to the house with Eren.
I'm going with Hange's group.
We're headed for Trost.
Sir.
You must find her with all haste.
She is the key.
She may know things we understand but poorly.
I see. Another failure, then.
Imagine if it had worked.
We could've plugged the hole in Shiganshina in less than a day.
What we need is information.
It's not like there are books on the subject.
That would make things too easy.
We do have Christa. No. Historia Reiss.
Maybe she can give us some insight
into the nature of the walls.
I did some digging and found a report about
her life before the cadets.
The illegitimate daughter of Lord Reiss.
Hers was not a happy childhood.
Lord Reiss is the key to all this somehow.
Why would a mere regional lord know the secrets of the walls?
Huh?
What are you doing? You should still be in bed!
I'm all right. I already slept a whole day.
Besides, it's my fault the plan got shelved,
so the least I can do is help.
No! You tried, didn't you? Don't beat yourself up.
All I care about is getting a chance
to bring down the Beast Titan.
That hairy bastard took everything from me.
I want it dead.
It's about time to switch lookouts.
You ready?
Must be nice.
You and the others know what you want,
even if it won't be easy to get.
But with Ymir gone, I've lost my purpose.
I don't even know what I'm fighting for anymore.
Saving her is something to fight for.
Mm. Maybe.
At the time, I didn't understand what she was doing.
I just wanted her to be safe.
Since then, I've been thinking.
When she left, Ymir chose her own path.
I have no right to change that. She doesn't need me to.
Finally. About time you started talking again.
Hm?
When we got here, you told us your story,
but then you just kept your mouth shut.
Stopped smiling, too.
Why should I bother?
Huh?
Sorry, but the sweet little Christa you thought you knew...
Well, that girl isn't me anymore.
Good. I didn't really like her.
No one's actually as nice as you pretended to be.
It was unnatural, and, frankly, exhausting.
Oh.
Now. Well, now you're just a normal girl.
Stupidly honest, maybe, but still normal enough.
Still, you don't have to decide about Ymir yet.
There's a part of me that still thinks...
How did I forget that?
Hange and the others are back!
We're meeting in the main room.
Now, what's this about?
I'm sorry. Pastor Nick.
He was murdered.
Today. In the Trost barracks.
Hey!
Messing with our crime scene, Scout?
Don't get any closer.
This isn't your jurisdiction.
A simple robbery murder.
There've been a string of 'em lately.
I'm not buying it! His nails were torn out...
Which unit are you in?
Section Commander Hange, Fourth Squad.
And I'm XO Moblit Berner.
Heh. You know, when your whole branch is garbage,
being high-ranked doesn't make you smell any sweeter.
Listen. That man wasn't killed by a titan.
One person killed another. This isn't Scout business.
You're with the First Interior Squad.
Funny. What're the capital's
MPs doing down here in Trost?
What's so strange about it? Somebody has to get
the real work done while you people
run around playing soldier.
Yes. You're completely right.
I see now I'm worthless compared to you.
Simply being in your presence is an honor.
Please, allow me to shake your hand!
All right. You said it was a robbery?
Poor Nick. I didn't realize he even had anything
that was worth stealing.
Of course, he did. Everybody knows the Church
makes all its little trinkets out of iron.
Are you saying Nick was affiliated with
the Order of the Walls?
What are you playing at?
He was a friend of mine, that's why I rushed down here.
Except... I thought he was a craftsman.
Making chairs or something.
I even put that on his application to board here.
Let go!
Still. I suppose this is a reminder
that we never really know people as well as we think we do.
Enough. Let go!
Of course! Sorry.
Well, then, I wish you luck with the investigation.
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