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Chapter 143 I am no longer a princess
"Hurry up, Falco, Sofia, get all your things and get out of the car!" Jia Bi rushed out of the crowded carriage in three steps and two steps at a time.

She dragged her bags to the platform and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Falco and Sofia followed closely behind, holding their clothes and dry food, drinking water to catch their breath next to the iron-black train.

Taking a steam train in summer is like getting into a steamer. Everyone is sweating profusely and their clothes are soaked with sweat.

Except for Jia Bi, who was still full of energy, Falco and the others who were traveling with him were already exhausted from the heat.

However, Falco breathed a sigh of relief at the thought of returning to the town soon.

The war was finally over, and they no longer had to sleep in Datong bunks in the containment area.

Since the war between Parade Island and the World Alliance, several people were forced to leave the small home where they had lived for half a year and take a train to the containment area within Wall Maria.

The living conditions in the shelter area are very poor compared to the small town, but Falco has no complaints. At least they have enough to eat and sleep there. It is already a hundred times better than the life they lived on the run in Marais. .

Falco stood on the platform and stared at the train that was moving again. The long steel train was emitting white steam and headed towards the green plain amid the sound of the whistle.

He closed his eyes and prayed in his heart that everyone could go home safely.

"Let's go! Falco, why are you so weak as a boy? You still need more exercise!" Jia Bi yelled, pulling Falco out of the station.

Falco scratched his head, put his luggage on his back, and they walked out of the passage together.

They took their residence permits and registered with the flight attendant one by one, waiting for the next bus to take them back to the town.

The tense emotions finally relaxed a little here.

After waiting for half an hour, they got on the return bus. In the evening, they saw the sea dyed red by the setting sun.

At the beach, Ian is walking with Historia.

Waves of waves rushed to the beach. They walked on the beach and listened quietly to the sound of the waves.

"Really? Don't you want to be a princess anymore?"

"It's not that I don't want to be, I'm no longer a princess." Historia put her hands behind her back and kicked the white shell at her feet into the sea: "This is something I decided on my own. I don't want you to do it for me anymore." Decided!"

She no longer wears gorgeous clothes, just a simple knee-length skirt at home, and she is as petite as a neighbor's little sister.

This is her true appearance. She was just a muddy child who grew up on a farm. No one played with her at that time, so she just ran wild on the farm by herself. She caught frogs and forked cow dung. She was the so-called princess. It's just a label given to her by outsiders.

"I left the capital last month." Historia lowered her head and kicked the sand: "I don't like attending events at all, and I don't like wearing those heavy and thick skirts all day long. Smiley Face is really tired, okay, there is always a troop following you, and you are watched no matter what you do, I really have had enough."

"I wouldn't want to do it a long time ago, otherwise."

Historia looked at Ian's face as she said this, her own eyes became moist as she spoke.

She felt aggrieved. Last month, she burst into tears when she learned that Ian had lost contact.

She had no idea what was happening on the front line, and until she took the initiative to ask, Allen told her hesitantly.

"Can't you use the power of the Ancestral Titan? You should do something, at least contact him!" Historia lost her temper at Allen.

"I tried." Allen lowered his head and replied: "Aunt Dana and I entered the coordinates and wanted the ancestor to help us, but the ancestor ignored us."

"The footsteps of the ancestor did not stop for me. I can't even touch her. Neither I nor Aunt Dana can touch her. The ancestor rejected us."

Historia didn't understand what the power of the ancestors was, she just felt like the sky was falling.

The little sky that was supporting her collapsed.

Historia had only one thought in her mind, to find him.However, people around her were telling her to stay in the capital with peace of mind.

Mikasa came to her room and comforted her, saying, "Brother Ian definitely doesn't want anything to happen to you."

No matter who it is, whether it is Petra who protects her personally, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, who she has known since childhood, or Commander Pixis who handles general affairs in the capital, everyone just wants her to continue to be the princess. .

Yes, even Ian expected so.

She lives according to the expectations of others, even if she is not willing to do so in her heart, but she can sacrifice herself, and she puts shackles on herself.

But she changed her mind. She no longer wanted to live for others, she wanted to live for herself.

On that day, she attended the event to appease the people as usual.

After the event, she stood on the glamorous stage, took off her crown, and bowed to the crowd.

"My name is Historia, Historia Reis, just Historia Reis."

"So I'm sorry, everyone, I am no longer a princess."

She made an unplanned move and the scene became a mess.

She gave no explanation for this, and after that, she refused to appear in the public eye again.

In the royal palace, she tried to escape at night several times. Although she was caught every time, she deeply expressed her determination.

"I am no longer a princess."

The administration backed down because of her deep ties to the Senate president.

That's why she appears at the port now, walking on the beach with Ian.

The two stopped at the beach, and a shadow of a person appeared in front of them.

It was an illusory bubble, like a ghost.

Historia suddenly became nervous and hugged Ian's arm. She had been afraid of this kind of thing since she was a child.

But the shadow disappeared with the wind, and the girl holding the sand jar glanced at Ian before disappearing.

"Are those ghosts who died tragically because of the war?" Historia asked fearfully.

Ian shook his head: "I saw her when I inherited the Warhammer Giant. That is the ancestor, the ancestor Ymir, the origin of all giants."

"Ancestor?"

Historia vaguely remembered the ancestor in the coordinates that Allen mentioned. Is that the ancestor?

"Why did the ancestor appear here?"

"I don't know." Ian looked at the darkening sky and touched Historia's head: "Let's go back to town first, it will be dark soon."

They walked towards the town. The town was noisy and a group of people gathered around.

"Don't be impulsive, Mr. Soldier! Calm down!"

Jabi raised her hands and spoke to the Middle Eastern soldiers who rushed out of their room.

The soldier with bloodshot eyes held Falco hostage. He held a pistol in his hand and pressed the cold muzzle against Falco's temple.

(End of this chapter)