[Attack on Titan] Visual inspection, abducted a little angel

The uniforms have been issued, because they need to travel long distances, so they are long and hooded, black, with the unified Wings of Freedom on the back.

A girl once said that Wings of Liberty is very handsome...

But this kind of uniform, if the height is shorter by five centimeters, it will feel bad...

I looked into the full-length mirror, and the girl in the mirror had light chestnut-colored waist-length hair, sky-blue eyes, and a black uniform that made her skin white.

After looking in the mirror for a while, I habitually reached out to touch the cross earring on my right ear. Due to years of friction, the surface of the silver earring has been polished smooth, and the carvings on it have been blurred.

At the same time, there was also a set of three-dimensional mobile devices, but people who had never touched that kind of thing would never get used to the sense of restraint.

I pulled out the blade from the knife case, and it was incredibly light to the touch.

Sure enough, a heavier knife with a handle is more realistic.

Assemble the next day, everyone has to lead their own horses and their own team to gather. During the operation, the three teams are responsible for one area, and they are scattered like this.

I still don't wear the [-]D mobile, but I looked around and realized - it seems that I'm the only one wearing only the uniform.

My team is easy to find, and Mikasa's red scarf is still very conspicuous.

"Ah! Senior Shirley!" Just as I was about to move, a person rushed towards me. His attitude was too enthusiastic for me to ignore.

"Senior Shirley, you were actually assigned to a team with that person!" Abel rushed over with a look of resignation, "It's so unfair! Your team has the strongest successor of mankind! Senior Shirley Can you transfer to our team?"

"You hate that person anyway, don't you?" This sentence is really soul-stirring...

The surrounding ten meters were quiet.

"...You said I hate him?" Of course I know who that person is. Before the war ended, people in my hometown collectively called him coordinates, as if his life value was all in these two words. After the war, His ability to coordinate was suppressed, and he didn't know it was because of that kind of tacit understanding, so the address became "that person".

That person, human beings hope Alan Yeager.

But when did I hate him?

"Because you smiled at him, didn't you?" Abel's answer gave me the urge to vomit three liters of blood, but what he said next made me even more powerless, "Doesn't Senior Xue Li like to laugh? Everyone knows that you laugh I’m not in a good mood when I get here, so if you smile at that person, doesn’t it mean that you hate that person?”

...... Is that how I understand my smile?Then what a ghost I am in your heart...

"Abel, the distance between us must have crossed species..." I patted his shoulder with a heavy face, "I really don't like to laugh, but if I see something I like, why don't I cry if I don't smile?"

That would definitely be a more ghostly scene.

"Abel, it's time to go." He wanted to say something more, but his teammates came over and patted him on the shoulder, and he had to wave me away hastily.

Before I could move my feet, I heard such a conversation coming from Abel's direction.

"What are you thinking! You actually want Senior Shirley to come to our team!"

"But Senior Shirley is very powerful."

"If we pull her over, our team might be wiped out!"

"what do you mean?"

There is no need to listen anymore, almost every junior who gets close to me will be kindly reminded by other seniors, and after that, whether they believe it or not, those juniors will look at me with the same eyes as those seniors.

Admiration and fear, and a trace of pity in the fear.

Alan was talking to Mikasa, he didn't seem to see me when I walked up to him, he just carefully looked at the drawing in his hand with emerald eyes.

But they are about to leave soon. Seeing that Alan and the others have no intention of discussing with other team members, I went to talk to the other three team members about the formation, because there is a special person in this team, so we will arrange him into the team. Out of the center of the formation, I occupy the defensive position on the left, Mikasa is on the right, another one is in front to check the terrain, and the two are behind.

Let one of the team members tell Allen and Mikasa's team to arrange, and I walked to another team in this area.

Queen Anna's laughter can be heard from afar, and I can even imagine her laughing with her hands covered with red nail polish.

"Ala, isn't this Shirley?" Anna walked over step by step, the belt that was close to her body outlined her beautiful curves, but the same military boots gave her the charm of high heels, "This time We have been divided into one area, if you have any trouble, remember to call my sister and I will help."

"At night, use green flares to gather? Or disperse?" I ignored the hormones that this woman leaked at any time. Sometimes I really suspected that she was a lesbian, and she would discharge everyone.

"Let's gather together. We don't know the situation outside the wall at all. If there are more people, it will be easier to come up with ideas, and it will be better to deal with emergencies," Anna said in a serious tone, and then changed her words. If something happens, Shirley will be wiped out. If Shirley is afraid of the dark, she can come to her sister at night, hehehe..."

"...It seems that you are in a good mood recently," I really don't want to use other expressions to her other than a blank face, "I'm going to gather."

The assembly process went smoothly. The division of areas is centered on the wall and divided clockwise. There are a total of twelve areas. Our team is the third area. At the beginning, everyone was relatively close. You may be able to hear the other two teams if you shout twice, but people in other areas basically cannot be contacted.

Along the way, except for the road where we rode horses, there were trees on both sides, and there were occasional side roads. Every time we turned in the direction, red signal flares were fired to ensure that the three teams would not be too far away.

"Miss Elaine is not wearing a three-dimensional mobile device," Alan, who had been staring at the blueprint in his hand after the third turn, suddenly said. He glanced this way and then turned his gaze back to the blueprint, as if Something stuck to him, "Wouldn't it be inconvenient? If there are no horses, the movement will be limited."

"I'm not used to that kind of belt, anyway, the regulations don't say that you must wear it."

"Oh..."

The team fell silent again.

The latter two also felt bored and began to yawn one after another, as if it was contagious. I also felt a little sleepy. The afternoon sun was shining on my body like this. It was indeed a good time for a nap. The terrain person also yawned, and Mikasa on the right kept covering a scarf and couldn't see clearly, but her blinking speed slowed down.

But the man in the middle is still glued to the drawing with a serious face, and the frequency of blinking has not changed, but his eyes have been glued to one place for too long, which makes me suspect that the purpose of this guy is actually to move his hand through his sight. A hole was burned in the cowhide drawing in it.

Finally, the frequency of his blinking stopped, and then he moved his gaze to the lower right corner of the drawing.

"Miss Elaine...do you hate me?"

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