"The royal family, no, the nobles."

Erwin drank the glass of ice wine slowly, his eyes glistening with scorching light. At this moment, he finally understood the reason of everything, and

Exactly which enemy should his blade be pointed at!

"grateful."

He put down the wine glass, then raised it in front of Su Mo, and said seriously, "I will always remember this kindness."

"Don't rush."

Su Mo took out a prop that he had prepared from his backpack, "I can give you this picture."

Erwin stared at the picture with a slightly astonished expression. It was an incomplete oil painting, the paper was quite old, and two corners of the oil painting were probably incomplete. It was impossible to calculate how many complete oil paintings there were.

"The oil painting of Ymir Fritz, the ancestor of the Eldians, gained power after signing a contract with [the devil of the earth]. This power is the power of the wisdom giant, and she is also called It is the ancestor of the giants, the source of the power of the nine giants."

"...the medium... the key to return to my world?"

"Exactly."

"I understand."

Erwin nodded, then reached for the oil painting, and replied in a calm tone, "I will join your organization."

"As long as you need me, my life is still alive..."

"That's the agreement."

After clinking wine glasses, Mr. Santo showed a happy smile, "I'm waiting for you at the seventh ring, Erwin Smith."

"I'll be there."

"Then, that's it."

The man who drank the last sip of wine suddenly stood up from his seat, looked at him seriously, and said softly: "Next, hell is ahead, are you ready?"

Erwin was slightly taken aback, silent for a while, and suddenly laughed.

"I'm a devil..."

The man was taken aback for a moment, then fell silent for a while, and then laughed again.

"I hope you, a demon, can still come before me, Erwin Smith."

"It's just a trip back to hell."

Said softly, the man shook his head but disappeared with a smile, leaving only the wine glass shaking on the table for a few times, then paused slowly, Erwin stared at the place where the man disappeared, and slowly laughed.

"It's really just going back to hell."

He was once accused by others as a demon without emotion, and by his subordinates as an executioner who disregarded human life...

He once came from hell, and now

For those people, he, the devil, had to return to that hell.

In order to slaughter those "gods" who are aloof.

"for freedom."

"For survival."

"For the sea."

He bumped the wine glass that no one would toast with him again, and there was a jingling sound, and he drank the high-strength liquor in one gulp, stood up, and walked out the door.

Before returning to hell, he needs to make some preparations and pull some more rebellious demons to that world.

He wants to see the sea over there, the mountains over there, and the people over there for his father.

He wanted to see the country called Marais, and he also wanted to see the progress of human civilization that was completely different from that inside the wall.

The walls need to be liberated.

Minds need to be liberated.

Civilization needs to be liberated.

What he needs, what everyone inside the wall needs, is self, freedom, not blind obedience, not ignorance, not fear!

Devil, will go to that hell.

The blood that tore everything in that hell was dripping, and a sunny land was ushered in again.

ps: The four chapters are over today, and I will work out the outline tonight, tomorrow will be Integra, and then I will not write new characters alone.

ps2: After the middle roll, it is the little hero!

Chapter 509: I will always believe in Eris' heart!

Integra Van Bronck Wingates Helsing

The head of the British Royal Knights was almost at the same level as the head of the Survey Corps that Su Mo had been looking for.

determination.

Execution.

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