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Chapter 145 The Desire of the Ancestor

Within the Wall of Sheena, on the outskirts of the farm.

It was early September, and Ian and Historia, who was wearing a straw hat, were strolling through the meadow.

They walked on a path paved with stones, and a clear stream flowed along the side of the road.

The abundant light in summer makes the plants flourish. The grassland is green and lush. The golden sunlight passes through the gaps in the leaves and shatters on the ground. Butterflies and dragonflies fly by. Ian looks up and the sky is transparent like a huge sapphire. .

Historia stopped and held down the straw hat.

A gust of wind blew by, the leaves rustled, her long skirt moved with the wind, the white clouds in the sky changed, everything was peaceful and peaceful.

"Isaiah was sent back home. Yesterday his country's ship arrived at Parady Island and took him back." Ian said: "He is on his way home."

"Have the results of the review come out?" Historia asked.

"After he came out, the censorship agency checked his identity on the list of soldiers who had not returned provided by the Middle East coalition forces. His country is a poor country in the Middle East. Before joining the coalition forces, he made a living by stealing coal. Later, He was just forced to join the army by the coalition forces. He has never killed anyone on the island." Ian stepped forward: "He has three brothers and two sisters. He said that he misses his family very much."

"I told him that Parade Island would send him home safely to his family, and he kept thanking me before I left."

"Really? I hope he can come home safely." Historia flipped her hair around her ears.

The two of them continued walking forward, holding large scissors in their hands, which are special tools for shaving sheep.

They came to the sheepfold. Dana and Jike were among the sheep. The sheep were bleating, and their fluffy hair was like marshmallows.

Ian stepped forward and grabbed the sheep's chin with one hand. With the other hand, he knocked the sheep down and grabbed its two upper hooves.

The sheep were very obedient and sat on the ground obediently.

Ian picked up the big scissors and cut off the wool from the sheep's belly. His skill was like stripping the sheep of its clothes.

He has been doing this job since he was a child. For him, this job should be called returning to his old job. Although he has not done farm work for many years, his skills have not deteriorated. Long-term skill practice has made his skills more sophisticated. Got to be more dexterous.

But today they are not here to work, but to rest and relax.

Soon he was shaving a sheep, and Dana marveled and clapped her hands.

"Amazing."

"Miss Dana, let's try it too." Ian handed over the scissors in his hand.

Ian helps control a sheep, and Dana, under his guidance, shears the sheep.

Dana was careful for fear of hurting the little sheep. This was a novel experience for her.

She had never been so close to a flock of sheep. She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief when she finished shearing a tuft of hair, then immediately raised the scissors to show off to her son.

She tried to control the sheep and asked Jike to try it too.

Jike scratched his head and went into battle at his mother's request.

"Teach me too." Historia tugged on Ian's sleeves.

Ian didn't say much and used a skillful technique to knock down the other sheep.

At noon, the farm owner provided them with lunch, which was simple bread and grilled pork chops.

After the meal, Ian and Jike stood outside the railing of the sheepfold, talking alone.

"Mr. Jike, how have you been these past two months?"

Jike leaned on the railing, glanced sideways at Dana, and waved to his mother.

"To be honest, I'm not used to it. Mom is too enthusiastic."

"Don't you hate this enthusiasm?"

"No, I don't hate it." Jike shook his head: "As you said at that time, I have never really realized the joy of life. I am obviously looking forward to living with my mother, but I am unwilling to face myself. "In the past two months, I haven't thought about anything. I just stayed with my mother every day. She played dodgeball with me, cooked for me, and knitted a shirt for me. I felt very happy."

"For her, being able to live like this with you is her only wish." Ian said.

"But I only have two years." Jike looked at his palms in confusion: "Although nothing has changed, I still thank you. Regardless of whether your guess about the ancestor's intentions is correct or not, thank you for letting me and my mother It’s an opportunity to get along like this.”

"Mr. Jike, do you still remember what I said to you two years ago? That may be the way to free the soul of Ymir, the ancestor, who has been wandering for 2000 years."

Ian stared at the shaved sheep in the sheepfold. The little guy was relieved to have his hair cut off and was chewing bran cakes.

"Of course I remember. Isn't it just for this reason that I followed your advice and came to the royal capital." Jike said: "You said that as long as I live according to my free will, I may be able to free the ancestors, but now, no Nothing has changed?"

"Nothing has changed?" Ian whispered: "No, there is still one person who has not made a choice."

"Just wait, tonight is the last night."

That night, many people came to the farm.

Ymir was holding a snack bucket and stuffing chicken nuggets into her mouth. She looked a little rich.

Piquhe, Jike and Dana sat on the same side, chatting about the current situation of the stable area.

Hannes and Mick stood up straight, wearing military uniforms.

Eren, Mikasa and Armin sat together. They had arrived at the farm during the day and also participated in the sheep shaving activity in the afternoon.

Erwin, Hanji, Levi, Pixis and other high-ranking figures from the government and military also came and sat in the same room.

All the giants of wisdom are here, including Ian.

Erwin and Hanji's expressions looked a little solemn. Although the war was over, there were still many busy matters to deal with, such as contacting representatives from various countries, determining the meeting time, and establishing the World Peace Alliance.
As the victorious nation, Parady Island had to undertake these leading tasks, but during such a busy period, Ian called them here.

Whether Ian has any ideas about the next policy, whether he wants to promote the next important technology, they are speculating on this kind of thing.

It can be said that Ian alone pushed Parady Island to what it is today. Therefore, Erwin, Hanji, including Pixis, Hannis and others all felt that Ian was going to do something important. The decision brought so many people together.

Ian indeed made an important decision, but no one was prepared for this decision.

"I'm sorry to call you here." Ian took off his hat and bowed: "I'm very happy to be able to work with you for so many years. This may surprise you, but this is indeed what I feel in my heart. I have thought about my true thoughts for a long time and finally made this decision. Please allow me to resign as Senate President and from today onwards, I will no longer be involved in matters related to my duties."

As he finished speaking, everyone saw an illusory shadow appearing under the dim kerosene lamp.

Allen and Dana were both stunned. That was the ancestor. They had seen it many times in the coordinates.

The so-called power of the ancestor, all power comes from her, and the power of the ancestor giant depends on her existence.

The more Allen uses the power of his ancestors, the more he feels that the thing in him cannot actually be called a "power". If it must be said, it should be called a "permit" to borrow power from the ancestors. "License".

"First Ancestor Ymir, this is my answer." Ian looked up, looked at the girl holding the sand jar, and stretched out his hand.

The girl walked over slowly and stared at everyone in the room.

Everything changed in an instant and everyone left the room.

Allen looked up at the starry sky filled with aurora and the dust on the ground. The spreading and branching light like a tree connected to every Ymir citizen.

"This is. coordinates"

"Why. I obviously didn't use the power of the ancestors."

"Aunt Dana and I obviously have no contact, why did we come to the coordinates!"

He looked a little panicked. An unknown change had occurred.

The ancestor Ymir used her own consciousness to pull everyone into the coordinates. This has never been the case since the birth of the power of giants.

(End of this chapter)