[Attack on Titan] One percent

Although there is no official notice to the outside world, the two are not on tour in micro-services.

After walking more than half a circle in the mainland, they all showed their documents directly, walked in "swaggeringly", were served by a group of people with delicious food and drinks, and strictly rectified when they saw something that was not pleasing to the eye.

As a result, the news that the Gendarmerie headquarters had dispatched inspectors spread like wildfire, and within three days, almost all the troops inside the Wall of Rose heard the news.At this time, the two people who were the source of the wind were sitting in the carriage, waiting for the soldiers guarding the city gate to open the gate of the Sina Wall for them.

It was afternoon, not the peak time for entering and exiting the city wall. There were many soldiers in the garrison regiment who had nothing to do, and the sound of chatting came into the carriage.The voice was not loud, but it was enough for the two people with excellent hearing to hear clearly.

"Hey! Did you hear about the fact that the Gendarmerie headquarters sent people to inspect it!"

"I heard from them, what's the matter?"

"Hey, I heard that there are two beautiful girls!"

"What, you old pervert is flirting again, and you have gone to the Gendarmerie for your lust. It's not that my buddy intends to attack you, but I heard that the two rough men who have been sent here have long since We're in Trost District."

The gate opened, and the carriage drove out slowly. The curtain behind the coachman was gently lifted until the conversation behind was not heard clearly, "Marty, let's go to the Trout District first."

"Yes." The soldier dressed as a coachman replied respectfully, and the curtain behind him was lowered again.

When Andrea returned to her seat, she saw Kuya staring at her deeply.She had almost never seen the interested and probing eyes in Kuya's eyes, and she was really not used to seeing it at the first glance.

Andrea was stared furiously, "... What weird things are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, is it because you eat too much, or are you too aggressive in your words and deeds, that you got the reputation of being a 'rough guy'?" Sure, she's in a good mood now.

"Isn't this captain usually like that, and I haven't seen anyone describe it that way before." She snorted, then smirked, and said back, "You and I can hear clearly, they are 'two rough and tough guys'!"

"Are you sure you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge to the person who took the blame for you? I will give you two seconds to think about it." Kuya looked at her with a half-smile, and then received a satisfied reply, and continued, " If your little ones hear this word, they will definitely have a strong resonance in their hearts, after all, they can't think of such... simple words."

"Hmph, it doesn't matter how they organize the captain, as long as they are filial." Thinking of the two temporarily changing the route, Andrea's small universe suddenly ignited, and they all said excitedly, "The captain will definitely adjust this time. ｜Teach that group of people, regardless of whether he is a 'rough and tough guy' or not, he has been repaired beautifully! My dear, you just wait to appreciate the heroic appearance of this captain!"

Kuya nodded with a smile, "If you're still 'showing off' like this, maybe you'll change from a 'rough guy' to a 'foot-picking bully'."

"……asshole!"

The person who realized that she was being ridiculed again, in order to express her outrage, threw all her strength at the mocker...but was kicked away by the long-lost kick.There was a loud "boom" in the carriage, the whole car shook three times, and then the clear and sweet laughter sounded again.

Marty sat in the driver's seat, glanced at the door curtain expressionlessly, then turned his head back.

Rose Wall, Trost District.

The bazaar is at its busiest time. There are people coming and going on the street, small vendors are busy doing business, women take their children to the street to shop, and men sit around restaurants drinking and playing cards.The city is not big, but the lives of common people are quite enjoyable.

Before hearing the previous conversation, when they were planning to pass by, they stopped by to take a look and leave.Now I made a special trip to stop, but found that small places also have their own unique fun.

Parking the carriage in a secluded corner outside the hustle and bustle, Marty got out of the car and went to the market to buy some food and inquire about news by the way.Before long, he returned to the place with bread, apples and water.

"Why no peach cakes?" Andrea flipped through the paper bag, her facial features wrinkled.

Marty raised his head, and was about to explain when Kuya raised his hand and interrupted, "Don't pay attention to Miss Jiao, tell me how your inquiry is going."

He glanced at Andrea, who was staring at Kuya mournfully.Marty looked back blankly, and replied: "Yes. According to the people in the tavern, a carriage appeared in the city five days ago, and there were two burly men in it, followed by four or five These men are wearing military uniforms of the Gendarmerie, claiming to be from the headquarters of the Gendarmerie. The branch of the Garrison Corps has lived here until now, and they will go to the streets every day to search the property of the people. Small traders now have special reports , as soon as they hear the wind, they will pack up the shop and hide."

"As expected of a talent specially selected by Division Commander Dirk, I have collected a lot of information in such a short period of time." Andrea commented gloomyly, and the sentence of praise was read as a sarcasm.

Kuya didn't care about her resentment at all, and gently opened a corner of the curtain, just in time to see the bustling corner of the street. "These people are a little clever, and I don't know how much hard-earned money they lost in vain."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to care about the suffering of the people," Andrea said, patting Kuya's shoulder earnestly.She has indeed changed. Although she is still calm and even ruthless, she has gradually begun to pay attention to more people, their living conditions and psychological activities.Andrea nodded seriously, "I didn't expect to be stabbed. Not only did I not die, but I also smashed your ice hole."

"I've walked to the gate of hell, and your courage has also grown fat, huh?" If it was in the past, she would never dare to say such a thing.If he said so, Kuya would definitely freeze to death.

Andrea smiled obsequiously, and leaned forward dog-leggedly, "Isn't this captain daring to have an in-depth exchange of ideas with you because you are getting closer to each other?"

"Oh? Could it be that I was alienated from you before?" Kuya raised her eyebrows and asked with a half-smile.

"No, no..." Andrea's head was shaking like a rattle, "Beauty, you were so beautiful, so smart, so cute, so understanding, so..."

"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream from a distance rescued Andrea who was in dire straits.

Immediately afterwards, there was a wave of voices, and most of the people on the street seemed to be running away.

"What happened?" Kuya asked.

Marty left the carriage, took two steps forward, and then turned back and replied: "It seems that the horse pulling the cart was frightened and ran rampant in the street."

When Andrea heard it, she immediately patted the carriage excitedly, "Let's go and have a look!"

She directed Marty to drive up the street and park the car in the middle of the road.

"Are you planning to cause the stupidest traffic accident in history? If you want to leave a bad name forever, I won't accompany you." Kuya said that she would not accompany her, but she lazily leaned against the car window, not at all looking like she was about to be hit by a huge collision .

"Kiss Kuya, let's show off!" Andrea stared at Kuya with an expression of anticipation.

Kuya was unmoved, "I'm not a juggler, if you want to show yourself."

Andrea smiled "hehe", and continued fearlessly: "Anyway, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, you have no choice!"

Kuya chuckled, judging the distance of the horse with her ears, and then suddenly opened the window.

Everyone on the street noticed the carriage, and their faces changed for a moment. Some women even covered their eyes and turned around not daring to look.

When the horse was about to gallop past the carriage, a white hand suddenly stretched out from the window, with its slender fingers together, it split the horse's head very quickly, the horse neighed, wobbled and ran a few steps away Limp and fell down——was knocked out by Kuya's palm.

Surprise, astonishment, admiration, and cheers came and went, and many young people whistled and clapped their hands. The citizens began to guess the identity of the people in the car.

The cheerful atmosphere didn't last long, when a voice interrupted abruptly, "I... my God... ho, ho... which bastard killed my horse?! I... want to settle accounts with him! "

When everyone turned their heads, they saw a short middle-aged man with a pot belly who was speaking, running up panting, followed by several servants.What's even more strange is that those people were holding a boy about ten years old in their hands. The skin on the corner of his mouth was broken, and there was still some dust on his face and body. It was obvious that he had just wrestled with someone.

The young man was dragged, staggering, walking with some difficulty, but unexpectedly quiet, neither shouting nor shouting.Seeing that no one answered, the fat man ran to his truck and looked at the people around him viciously, "You stupid pigs, don't you know the value of the goods? Why didn't anyone help me stop the horse? I would like to remind you, at last It’s best to take the initiative to recruit the person who killed the horse, otherwise you will not be able to think about it!"

People on the street looked at each other, some whispered, but no one spoke up.The young man quietly observed the crowd, and found that many people glanced at a carriage intentionally or unintentionally. He seemed to have seen a hand stretched out of the window just now. That hand had fair skin and beautiful lines.Since he was able to save everyone, he might be able to save him.And there are quite a few people watching, maybe there is a chance to escape?

The boy thought for a moment, then suddenly started to struggle, "Let go of me, you bastards! I didn't do anything, why arrest me!"

Hearing this, the fat man turned his head impatiently and walked up to the young man, "Little brat, how dare you say you didn't do anything? You threw a stone at my horse, which made me chase and chase. Tired to death!"

The young man was held tighter by the people behind him, and he stared back at him unwillingly, "Let you exercise your body, it's time to lose weight uncle!"

"Hey, the brat's mouth is still quite stubborn, and it's useless to flop now, just lead me the way obediently, and let your parents hand over all valuable things to your house. If you dare to escape, you will be beaten to death Throw it to the dogs!"

"You..." The young man flinched, and when he caught sight of someone getting off the carriage, he closed his mouth.

The car was not far from them, and Marty was spotted by the fat man just a few steps away.

"who are you?"

"Hello," Marty bowed slightly, and said without any emotion, "My master had to knock your horse out to save people on the street. Let me apologize to you, and I hope that you will be generous and let go of your horse." the child."

"Puchi—" Andrea laughed out loud in the carriage, "This guy is too unprofessional. Listen, he's not talking about talking to someone, it's clearly an order."

"I'm used to listening to and giving orders. It would be nice if he could replace the military salute with a bow." Kuya also said with a smile.

In fact, when the two got out of the car, the uniforms on their bodies could immediately settle everything.But it was rare for them to get out of the restraint for a while, and with the mentality that it would not hurt to watch the show, they sent Marty out to play the role of housekeeper.

Outside, the fat man's angry voice sounded, "Apologize and that's it? You think beautifully! Huh, the carriage is so ordinary, it's not really a person after all. You not only have to pay me four hundred steel coins, but also call you The master came out and bowed to me three times! It's just that there is no way to take this brat away!"

Marty still had no expression on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Not to mention that your horse is just an ordinary cargo horse, worth only sixty steel coins. Sir, I think you must be dizzy with anger, and just forgot Open your ears, or do you need me to speak again in another language?" The implication is that the fat man can't understand human speech.

"You..." The fat man was trembling with anger, pointing his index finger at Marty and trembling for a while, before he let out a heavy breath, "Hmph! My horse is a rare thoroughbred, worth at least six hundred steel coins , you poor and blind people, if you hurt it, it is only natural to spend four or five hundred with it!"

"Well, this is the first time I've seen someone using noble horses to pull goods. It's not an exaggeration to call it reckless. It can be seen that although your nose is not empty, it is a waste of nutrition. You are so forgetful. I even forgot to bring the things around my neck when I went out.”

Marty's unwavering voice outside the car continued, and Andrea inside the car sighed again and again, "This swearing, without a word of swearing, makes people who listen to it think twice."

Kuya smiled slightly, "People of different levels have different ways of swearing. Presumably that businessman is a nouveau riche, and servants can buy it with money, but they can't buy it from a young upbringing."

"Huh... so you can see so many things from cursing people." Andrea nodded again and again, and paid a little attention to the quarrel outside.

Although it was a quarrel, it was actually just the fat man blowing his beard and staring at one side, and no matter what he said, Marty could stop him with his plain water tone.

Words can no longer achieve the goal, he waved his fat hand, and several servants behind him rushed up, but he didn't want to be knocked down by Marty.The fat man was very angry, and was about to drag the person on the ground up, but someone shouted: "The Gendarmerie is here!"

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