Giant: I, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, have no feelings

Hmm!!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sasha tapped her chest hard, panting, and then in hindsight raised her right hand and greeted,

"Hey! Good instructor.

Then he handed out half of the sweet potato, blinked and asked,

"Do you want to eat it?" Divide you in half.

Keith's cheeks twitched, and his eyes widened more and more!

Dry for nothing!

Three years! Dry for nothing!

This bastard, actually! It's been three years! It hasn't changed at all!

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit Sasha!

With a look in his eyes, Sasha casually fell forward, fell down the tree, and dodged the attack of the three people behind him.

Then he suddenly launched the hook lock, and when he was on the verge of the ground, he dashed away.

"Wow roar!"

Keith picked up the brush and brushed the paper and wrote:

"Sasha Braus, unorganized, unrecorded, rice bucket, idiot, disobedient!"

Sting!

Brush out all the comments and fill in a few strokes:

"Sasha Braus, with an unusually sharp intuition. In addition, there is her in the wild, and the squad is hungry and undead.

Approaching, Keith looked into the middle of the woods.

The fierce wind invaded, Mikasa's figure continued to spin, destroying all the three-dimensional mobile devices, and Conny Allen and the others carried the collar of the recruit and threw it on the ground.

Sting!

Poof!

The sound of hooks and locks and jets sounded.

Trample! Trample!

Thirteen people stood in a treetop, gathered in a circle, looked coldly at the ground, and surrounded everyone else.

Keith's mouth pulled up a smile, and he laughed and scolded while recording:

Connipplinger: Good at playing clever, but his mind is a little sluggish.

"It's definitely not as easy to press his head now as it was at the beginning."

Alan Jaeger: There is no special talent, but you can rise by hard work alone, and have the will to be twice as strong as others.

"Worthy of being the son of Grisha and Karula."

Ackerman Mikasa: A genius who mastered all subjects perfectly, and was unprecedented in history.

"Except for the fact that I always run to Instructor Zero's wooden house in a white dress at night, there is nothing strange about it, it is simply a perfect combat genius."

Bertot Hoeffer: Although it has great potential, it lacks motivation.

"This bastard, he actually punished me with Reiner to build a house for them, and said that what Karula needs, obviously you two bastards have to live!"

Ellie Luliren: She has the same great potential as Mikasa, but she is a little young and playful by nature.

"This little drunkard dared to steal old Arnold's wine, so that I didn't taste it the last time I went to Karula's house."

Syllable!

Keith clapped his hands, closed the record in his hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and looked ahead with satisfaction.

Surrounded by trees, sunlight drifted from the sky and fell on the other recruits on the ground.

The 13 people had glowing backs, wearing three-dimensional mobile devices, and holding sniper knives, talking and laughing after a fierce battle.

"They're all good boys!"

Keith lowered his head lightly and muttered:

"The use of three-dimensional mobile devices is comparable to that of veterans, and the control of fighting skills far exceeds that of recruits, and there is a faint murderous aura in terms of mentality."

"It is clear that they are still a group of fifteen or sixteen young girls, but they have already shown the posture of being able to hold up a piece of the sky."

"It's not a loss to the person you taught, Instructor Zero."

Gently pulling out an armband from behind him, the knight in armor on it wears a mask and holds a sword in both hands, inserted in front of him.

"Is this the Blade of Sanctions?"

Then slowly shook his head and said to himself:

"What am I talking about?" Didn't Zero say that. From then on, the Sanctions Blade was no longer a legion, but a united will.

"Whether these children choose the Gendarmerie Regiment, the Garrison Corps or the Survey Corps, as long as they really do what they want to do, as long as they always think of each other, that's enough."

......

In the dark, the stars are shining.

At the 104th base, torches were planted all around, swaying with the wind.

The recruits of the 104th issue stood under the wooden platform, displaying a neat procession.

Keith shouted from above

, "In a few days, you will choose which corps you want to go to."

"Gendarmerie regiment, serving the royal family, glory and status accompany!"

"Garrison Corps, responsible for the security of the city walls."

"The Survey Corps, responsible for extramural investigations, exploring the truth, and seeking to recapture the lost walls."

"Note that except for those with the top 10 overall scores, others can only choose to join from the Garrison Corps and the Survey Corps."

Ahem!

Coughing softly a few times, Keith Lang said

, "The acceptance ceremony of the corps will be a few days later, and you will have enough time to think about these issues."

"Before that, you must also perform your duties and do a good job in the tasks issued."

After a long pause, Keith said softly:

"Finally, congratulations, after three years of sweaty and bloody efforts, you have officially graduated!"

His voice was a little choked, and Keith yelled

, "The last order, from now on, give me a good life, you know?"

"Yes! Thanks to the instructor for three years of care! "*n

tread!

Boom!

Bang!

Step, back hand, hammer the heart.

"Sprinkle the heart with oil!"

Keith pursed his lips, slowly turned around and rubbed his sour eyes, and said to himself:

"Really, today's wind and sand are very noisy."

......

By the dense forest, by the campfire.

Once again, the 13 people gathered and quietly stared at the campfire.

"Three years have passed."

Eren whispered softly, slowly raised his head to look around everyone, and couldn't help but smile:

"I remember, when we first met, we were also here."

"yes!"

Connie smiled and put his arm around Marco and Jean, and teased,

"How many times did we die here?"

The faces of the rest of the people froze suddenly, and they involuntarily snorted, looking around, only feeling as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at them.

"Shut up! Connie!

Jean rolled his eyes and scolded, "Which pot doesn't mention which pot!"

Mikasa pursed her lips and carefully looked around the wind, but found nothing.

The strength that has grown in the past two years is enough for her to crush Qinglong at that time, but that person has not been heard from for two years.

Meow~!

Suddenly, the white cat barked softly.

It was Hrista who involuntarily squeezed the white cat's fur.

She raised her head slightly, looked around at everyone, and took in their reactions.

Mikasa squeezed the bracelet on his hand and looked back and forth unwillingly.

Armin fumbled with the pen in his hand and touched his chin in thought.

Eren was still holding the old dagger, piercing the dirt on the ground again and again, not knowing what he was thinking about writing.

Ellie gently stroked the butterfly above her head, glanced at Mikasa, and then took a sip of the cider hidden behind her back.

Jean, Marko, and Connie pushed each other and quarreled.

Ani held the amulet on his chest with sugar in his mouth.

Reiner and Bertot grinned, discussing how to finish the unfinished house once and for all the next time they went to Allen's house.

Yumir approached Sasha maliciously and jerked out, causing Sasha to swallow the sweet potato with a grunt and keep slapping his chest.

Actually, there should be one more person.

Looking down at the bonfire in the center, Hrista pursed his lips and said softly

, "Everyone, it's about to separate."

It turns out that even if there are no accidents, slowly, slowly, everyone will wave goodbye.