"Mozzes, Mozzes!"

A gray-haired old woman walked out of the crowd.

After observing for a moment, he did not find any trace of his son and immediately ran out anxiously.

"Why didn't I see my son, Mozzes?"

"Where is my son?"

The old woman asked tremblingly.

My heart was filled with an unknown premonition, and my brows were frowning tightly, and I grabbed the collar of the leader of the soldier.

"It's Mozzes' mother, bring it over."

The soldier looked at the old man tiredly and ordered the people around him.

"yes."

The person behind him answered.

Not long after, he handed out a tightly wrapped blood-stained bandage.

The old man trembled, took the cold cloth strip, and slowly opened it...

"ah!"

The old man and the onlookers made a cry of grief.

I saw a broken arm in the bandage, and the owner of the arm was obviously eaten by the giant.

The elderly mother finally cried out and knelt on the ground with her arms in her arms.

"Sorry, we only took back this."

The captain said regretfully.

It is true that humans can kill giants, but that is also right.

Killing a giant requires many people to siege it, but the number of external giants far exceeds that of humans, and it is impossible to kill the roots.

Every time the Investigation Corps goes out, it is inevitable to sacrifice a lot.

"Allen, give up joining the Investigation Corps,"

"You don't want it to cause such a tragedy in the future."

Mikasa advised again.

He patted Allen on the shoulder, and his beautiful eyes were filled with worry.

"I......"

"I will definitely become stronger! So strong that I can defeat any giant!"

Allen's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was also trapped in a struggle of thought.

But a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and suddenly I thought of the man in white I met before, and my eyes suddenly regained their firmness.

"well."

Mikasa sighed helplessly.

Crowd center.

"But my son...has he contributed?"

"Even if I don't make any achievements directly, my son's death has become a cornerstone of human counterattack, right?"

The old man asked in tears.

The sad and desperate expression plunged the soldiers and the people into silence.

"Of course..."

The soldier captain subconsciously comforted him.

But when I think of the various experiences I went out this time, I can't deceive myself in my heart.

"No, in this investigation, we... no, we also..."

"No results were obtained!"

"Because of my incompetence, the soldiers were sacrificed in vain, and we were unable to find out their true identities!"

The captain yelled in despair.

The atmosphere was more depressing, and the eyes of the people became more contemptuous and indifferent.

It is completely incomprehensible to live well within the wall and insist on going out to make giant food.

......

"Haha, those guys,"

"It's simply fattening the giant with the tax we pay."

A bald middle-aged man said disdainfully.

"Dong!"

A wooden stick hit the head, and the middle-aged man let out a cry of pain.

"What are you doing? A stinky little guy?"

The man asked angrily.

But Alan had not taken the next move yet and was dragged away by Mikasa with her collar.

"Hey! Come back!"

The man ran out, but Alan and Mikasa had disappeared into the streets.

"What are you doing? Mikasa? It's enough to get here?"

Allen was dragged all the way and felt embarrassed.

"Bang!"

Mikasa did not answer, but just pinched Alan with one hand and threw it on the wall, and the firewood on his back fell all over the floor.

"What are you doing?"

Allen said with some pain.

Get up from the ground and patted the dust on your body.

"Allen, are you really going to find that guy and join the Investigation Corps?"

Mikasa asked seriously.

He clearly witnessed this tragedy, but he still insisted on going to the outside world?

She didn't care about what this kind of life was like, she just didn't want to lose her family.

"I,"

"I will definitely become stronger,"

"Believe me, Mikasa, I'll be as strong as that guy."

Allen replied seriously.

Upon hearing this, Mikasa closed her eyes a little sadly and then started going home.

"Hey, please help me pick up some firewood."

“…”

After more than ten minutes.

An ordinary house on the street.

"Hey, Allen,"

"It's rare to see you chopping wood so hard."

Allen's mother, Carla, came over and said with a smile.

This son always likes to play and daze, and rarely works so hard.

"Um."

Allen nodded, a drop of sweat dripped from his face.

How dare he say that he was resting under the tree? These are the fruits of Mikasa's labor...

"What are you doing?"

Carla suddenly grabbed Alan's ear and the boy said after suffering pain.

"You're lying with red ears,"

"You asked Mikasa to help?"
To be continued...