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The royal capital, in front of the royal government hall.

Ian and Histria followed the large army and arrived at this typical European rib-arch building.

On both sides were investigators and Pixis garrison troops lined up with AK-47s. The captured military policemen had their hands tied and squatted in the corner. The dried blood on the ground was red by the firelight and smelled of gunpowder smoke. The smell of blood was covered up, but the corpses covered with white cloth could be seen being piled onto small carts and transported away.

Historia glanced at the outlines under the white cloth and grabbed Ian's hand, her soft little hands trembling slightly.

She knew what it was, it was a human body.

The corpse frightened her, reminding her of that night a few months ago, when her mother turned from a living person to a corpse, and the farm housekeepers and maids fell under the sound of gunfire.

Everything around her was stimulating her and reminding her of that terrible night.

She couldn't help but hugged Ian's arm and bit her lower lip. Ian touched her forehead without saying any words of comfort.

Since it is a coup, it is destined to be bloody.

Among the dead gendarmes, there were individuals who deserved their death, but there were also innocent people.

There is no valid reason for their death, it's just that the positions of both parties are different.

The night Ian escaped from the farm, he realized that sacrifice was inevitable. This was a road surrounded by blood and fire, without sunshine or flowers.

Historia will stand in the public eye as the heir to the throne in the future. She must get used to these scenes and grow up.

"Are you here?" Levi, who was standing in front of the door, walked over: "The nobles of the royal government have been tied up and are all in the meeting hall. Erwin, is this the end of today's work?"

Erwin nodded: "Go and rest, Levi, we will take over the rest."

"Are you really going to do it?" Levi came over and patted Erwin on the shoulder, asking in a low voice.

"This is it, we have no choice," Erwin said.

"I understand, then I'm leaving." Levi picked up the AK and waved to the men in his squad, gesturing for them to follow.

Ian and Levi's eyes met for a moment, and then they followed everyone into the government hall.

The top leaders of the central government and the nobles were all tied up like fat pigs and tied to their seats.

As for the fake emperor on the throne, that guy was actually an old man with mental retardation. He was arranged by the nobles to pose on the throne because of his majestic appearance.

He was a poor, unconscious old man who had been sent outside. It is said that when he was taken away, he was still yelling: "Are you going to eat?"

Pixis and Hanji took out the cloth strips stuffed in the mouths of the nobles one by one, and one of them suddenly yelled: "Pixis! Are you even mixed up with the Survey Corps!"

"What on earth are you thinking! Are you betraying the government at this time and thinking about the extinction of humankind?"

"This should be my line." Pixis said with a smile that never changes forever: "You guys issued the decree to 'take back Wall Maria' at the political meeting, but you clearly still have to do it. It’s not the harvest season yet, are you a little too anxious?”

"Don't you understand?" The fat noble in purple clothes spattered from his mouth: "The food has almost been eaten up! If we don't reduce the population, what if we survive this year? Civil strife will definitely break out next year. For the sake of mankind, Survival or death, this is a necessary sacrifice!”

"Really." Pixis squatted down and stuffed the cloth into the guy's mouth again: "But now there is no need for such sacrifices. We have found a way for everyone to survive. You guys should understand.”

"Then, there is another thing I want to ask you." Pixis stepped aside, revealing Histria and Ian behind him: "You guys, do you know this girl? ?”

"Who? Pixis, what tricks are you playing! Are you treating us like monkeys?" The nobleman in a shirt was sweating on his forehead.

"Please let me introduce you." Ian bent down and made a gentlemanly salute: "This lady's full name is Histria Reis, and she has inherited the blood of the orthodox royal family."

"Reis. Is he that child?" When all the nobles heard the surname Reis, they showed horrified expressions: "Pixis! What are you thinking! What are you doing! Why do you know about Reis? Si’s surname! You will suffer divine punishment! God will punish you!”

"Now that the King of Walls is vacant, who is qualified to be called a god?" Ian asked: "Please stop making unnecessary assumptions. The power of the ancestor has been taken away. You can no longer modify the people's memory. There is no way to hide the truth anymore.”

"You kid! You kid, what do you know! Only our bloodline is noble, you are all untouchables!" The nobles were furious and incompetent.

The louder and angrier they get, the less able they are to hide the fear inside them.

Ian ignored these fat nobles, but turned to look at Pixis, and said calmly: "Commander, now you understand."

"Well, I didn't expect that the ancestor and the king of walls really existed." Pixis nodded: "No other evidence is needed. I will assist you and establish a new regime. This is all for mankind."

"Thank you." Ian thanked, and Hanji and other soldiers blocked the mouths of the nobles.

Pixis said: "It's almost time to wake up that guy Thackeray. I didn't expect you to come so quickly. I'm afraid he's still sleeping in the bed."

"Maybe." A glint flashed in Ian's eyes.

At the door of the government hall, Ian held hands with Historia and handed her over to Hanji.

"Histria, Captain Hanji will take you to customize a new dress. After taking the measurements, go and rest. I will come find you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow, Ian." Historia waved her little hand and was led away by Hanji.

When no one was paying attention, Ian came to a corner of the city hall, where he and Levi made an appointment to meet.

Levi arrived early and was waiting for him here.

"What's wrong?" Ian asked quietly.

"I can't miss." Levi pulled the hat of his cloak: "Daris Thackeray, the supreme commander of the three armed forces, the commander-in-chief of the military, he has died on his bed, I handled it very cleanly, No clues were left.”

Ian let out a sigh of relief when he heard this. This was his commission, asking Levi to kill Darius Thackeray.

That man's reputation is too high, and unlike Pixis, he is a person who is easy to get along with. If Thackeray were alive, he would be involved in political struggles in the early stages, which would be an obstacle that must be removed.

Only by killing Darius Thackeray can we better control military power and discourse.