Chapter 4

Rolf groaned slowly as he sat up, feeling some bandages wrapped around his head as he sat up in the bed.

"Ugh...Mama, is the radish finished?" Rolf asked as he looked around. He saw Eren, Armin, Mikasa (hovering behind Eren of course), Connie, Mina, and Sasha standing around him. "...Hello fellow classmates of combat. Why do you hover over Rolf like a vulture preparing for the slaughter?"

"How did you do that?!" Connie shouted out, before getting an elbow to the gut by Sasha.

"He just got up, show a little consideration!" She said, before Mina turned to Rolf.

"Um, what he meant to say was...you took a pretty bad hit back during training so you were brought here."

"But the weird thing is that you didn't have any broken bones, just some bruises and cuts. What...how did that happen?" Eren interrupted, asking Rolf, who sat up straighter and looked at them.

"Rolf did? Well...Rolf sure has made a Mary Andrew out of himself, yes? Rolf knows not what to be saying. Rolf flew like an unclipped goose through the air, feeling the air flutter through his face like Mama's fresh clothing after a drying, when he next saw the brown oakwood smash into Rolf's cranium, then Rolf landed here."

"Um...right. The instructor thinks the tree must've been rotten, and that's why it fell when you hit it." Armin said, trying to decipher what exactly it was Rolf had said. "Actually, it's only been a little over an hour since you passed out. Training was temporarily put on hold for a bit, although we should probably be heading out."

"Oh good then! Rolf will show the instructor the merits of Rolf's fortitude and that Rolf may try again." But as he sat up, everyone stiffened a bit and raised their hands.

"Easy now, um...you're supposed to rest here in bed for the rest of the day, just in case something is wrong...well up here." Sasha said, tapping her head.

"...What? Wrong with Rolf's what? Speak plainly, she-who-eats-much." Rolf said, to which Connie sighed.

"Yeah...there was already something wrong with him there." Connie derisively said.

After that happened, Rolf was once again examined later that evening and to the surprise of everyone was perfectly fine and ready for more training the next day. And after the drill sergeant, Keith Shadis, almost literally beat the phrases "caution" and "restraint" into poor Rolf's head, soon he was getting better at his Vertical Maneuvering Gear. He wasn't a prodigy like some in the class, or even anything more than average. However, to pass the class, that was all that was required, especially at the start.

Of course, after training was when Rolf would try to chat with the others, and his odd speech pattern and his grandiose stories, he found himself sometimes with crowds.

"Under the cover of darkness we padded across the sea, in canoes made from our leather shoes!" Rolf said, standing on the table during one such dinner. Around him sat Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Sasha, Connie, Reiner, Bertholdt, and a host of several other cadets, watching with amusement. Across from the table Marco listened in as well, sitting next to the annoyed Jean. "From the depths arose a giant sea cucumber with one eye! Blinking and blinking, looking at Rolf like a sandwich!"

"Man...Rolf sure makes up the coolest stories." Mina said, grinning as she took a sip, with Connie chuckling.

"Yeah, and the strangest ones too." Connie said, before speaking up. "So then what, did that hairless otter stop by?" He asked, smirking.

Rolf looked down confused. "No, bald on the head Connie-boy, the hairless otter is but a myth from my homeland. Pay attention to Rolf please." Rolf said, before continuing.

Eventually, the nightly bell would ring, announcing the cadets that dinner was over and it was time to return to their bunks.

"Hey, night Rolf, can't wait to hear the rest tomorrow!" Mina said.

"Yeah, and it better be as satisfying a conclusion as you've been building up to." Reiner said with a grin as he passed by.

"Rolf shall see you two tomorrow, where Rolf's history shall reach the end!" Rolf said with a grin.

As Rolf put away his dishes, Rolf noticed Jean once again staring after Mikasa as she left. His fists gripped and he got up to put his dishes away. However, as he returned, Rolf slid beside him, wrapping his arm around Jean.

"Agh, what the-let me go!" He said, squirming and struggling.

"So, loud in the mouth Jeany-boy has fallen head over rump for pretty Mikasa-girl, yes?" Rolf smirked with a knowing glance.

"What the-no no n-no, that' not true...not at all." He said, turning to try and hide the slight shade of pink his cheeks took on.

"Worry not, for your obvious feelings cannot pull a shroud of the sharp eyes of the Son of a Shepherd! Come, Rolf knows the best way to impress a member of the females." Rolf said, dragging Jean along.

"Wait what? You do?" Jean asked, as he slowly went along.

"Oh of course Rolf has. Do not fret your head, Rolf will aid you." He said.

As Jean followed, he looked over to him. "Well...hey, why are you helping me out like this?"

"You remind Rolf of a companion from his former whereabouts. Also, Rolf has seen this happen before, and Rolf wishes to not once again get caught up in the merry roundabouts of those who lose all sense around the woman they desire." Rolf said, as he led Jean to the stables. "Come, let us get Simon."

"Wow...well, thanks Rolf. This uh...this is really appreciated. Wait, Simon?"

However, the next morning, Jean was standing with Rolf, his fists clenched. "Rolf...this is so stupid!"

"Do you not trust the wisdom the Son of a Shepherd is offering?" Rolf asked, as he gripped the reigns of Rolf's training horse that they were leading towards the barracks.

"You know, after your idea of "wooing" Mikasa, I feel it's safe to say, no I do not!" Jean said, before Rolf clamped his hands around Jean's mouth.

"Silence your hole of words, Rolf hears her! Here, take Simon!" He said, before yanking off the blanket from the horse, and forcing the reigns in Jean's hands, before running around the back of the barracks.

"R-Rolf, don't tell me you're-!"

"Ahem." Jean heard and turned around to see Mikasa staring at Jean and the horse. Jean swallowed hard.

"Um I uh...um I well...h-hello Mikasa, I-"

"Why is my named shaved into the fur of your horse?" Mikasa asked in a monotone.

Jean looked back and saw that that was indeed what was shaved into the side of the horse. "Um...well I thought it'd be uh...well I uh..." He stammered, trying to explain himself, before Mikasa just marched past him. "...Yeah."

At that moment, Rolf looked around the building and smiled, giving him a thumbs up. "Rolf told you it'd work!"

Training would continue harshly for the next two years, as they would learn how to survive and deal with harsh climates, as well as continue training in their gear. While Rolf would get some improvement with his gear, he was still a bit slower than some. However, the need for strength the gear required really helped propel Rolf to meet with his peers. During one such training session, there were numerous wooden Titan dummy's set up. Large planks in the shape of a Titan with a leather sack on the back as a target.

Rolf and the other classmates were zipping through the air, as Rolf had to keep his eye out for any of the "Titans". He gripped the weapons that were now attached to the gear: the twin detachable blades. Rolf gripped the two swords tightly as he fired off his 3DM Gear, augmenting the way he flew by kicking off the trees to keep him balanced and to get away when he got too close.

Up in the trees was Keith, in his own gear, watching and grading the various candidates. As he did, he made mental notes.

Mikasa Ackerman. Model cadet. Excels in everything. In fact, it'd be no overstatement to call the girl a genius. He thought, before hearing a certain cry. Of course, there is one candidate who is better than her in a few regards. He added on, before turning and seeing Rolf kicking off a tree, looking at a spinning Titan dummy.

Rolf Yonnick. To call the boy an enigma is an understatement. While confusing and odd to his comrades, isn't much of a planner, and certainly isn't near the best at 3DM gear, his strength far surpasses anyone I've ever seen. He has a drive, to always excel at what he does, only beaten by Jaeger in that regard. He also is most surprisingly a talented leader, once you get past his phrasing. He takes the combat training almost like a veteran going through the motions. If I didn't now any better, then I'd think he's already a soldier.

As Rolf kicked off the tree branch, he launched himself at the target. As his blades sunk into the target, his strength pushed the blades incredibly deep. Falling to the ground, he fired up a hook at a nearby tree and looked back at his handiwork.

"Ah hah! Yes! Rolf knew he still had something from the goop drops of the Fusion minions!" Rolf exclaimed, happy he still hadn't gotten rusty, as he zipped away.

As the years in training had gone by, Rolf had noticed that, outside of their assigned duties, the cadets lacked discipline. They only gave their all on graded training assignments and anything else, such as hand to hand combat or general cleaning missions, they gave what little they could.

Rolf would not stand by and let this happened.

Which explained why very early one morning, before the morning alarms began, Rolf had assembled Marco, Mina, Sasha, Connie, Reiner, and Bertholdt.

"Okay Rolf...what was so important that you decided to wake us all up before dawn for?" Connie asked, with Sasha yawning next to him. Rolf was walking down the unorganized line like a drill sergeant, before standing still then turning to the others dramatically.

"Rolf has been tuning into the malpracticed laziness that plagues this military like the lice on Simon's hooves!" Rolf exclaimed, before leaning in to the surprised Connie's face. "Rolf shall not accept this! For now, Rolf believes it is time for the masters of the mundane to shake apart this camp, which is why Rolf has asked you all! Rolf has seen the drive, perseverance, strength, and, as Rolf has noticed most of all, need to prepare one's actions far better than necessary!"

"Um...Rolf, what exactly are you talking about?" Mina said with a yawn.

"Rolf seeks that our group shall assist in the mundane and the mastery of the chores presented alongside our combat improvements." Rolf said, grinning. An owl's hoot away from becoming freshly larva'd Urban Rangers, but Rolf cannot complain.

"Wait...so you want us to do extra chores or something as well as all of the back breaking training we're already doing? That doesn't make sense!" Reiner said, as Connie was dozing off while standing up...only to get a smack to the head via Sasha.

"If I have to be awake for this idiocy, so do you."

Rolf smiled and nodded at Reiner. "Rolf agrees, yes! For what better news to prepare to the upperups than if one were to show how dedicated one where to your work, yes?"

"Hmm...he's kinda got a point..." Marco said, which caused Connie to look over surprised.

"Oh come on, don't tell me you're actually thinking of listening to this garbage, are you?!" Connie said, to which Marco nodded.

"I mean, sure yeah. Imagine, sure doing your absolute hardest during chores won't actually make your grades for the final decisions any better, but it might make you look more favorable to the commanders." Marco said.

"Hmm...so kinda like bribing them with good deeds huh? I suppose that makes sense..." Reiner said, before looking back up to Rolf. "I guess you can count me in."

"Yeah, sure I suppose this is a pretty cool idea." Mina said with a tired smile.

"...Aw why not, if it's a better chance of getting into the MP, count me in too." Connie said, and soon the whole group had agreed.

During the next few days, Rolf had gotten busy with the group to get to work.

"Attention! Rolf has a list of assignments for this group!" Rolf said, as he looked at the group standing at his attention one day after training...while the rest of the cadets made sure they were visible to Keith.

"Sasha, Rolf was thinking of assigning you to potato peeling, but Rolf is not sure if Sasha could handle such a simple task." He said, to the quiet chuckling of those around her, to which she sighed and rolled her eyes. "So, Rolf found you and Mina could help with the clean up of Barracks C."

Affirming with that, Mina and Sasha ran over to there.

"Now then, cue ball Connie-boy and grinning with anticipation Marco can work on cleaning up the maneuver gear. If there is time, Rolf will send you and the two previous girly girls to help with the Mess Hall afterwards." They both saluted quickly and ran off there.

"Now then, built like a bull Reiner and lanky as a steed Bertholdt, Rolf sees from these that the horse stalls are still howdy messed from yesterday. Care to explain to Rolf?" Rolf asked, looking up at them.

"Uh, yeah we were doing it when we had that surprise drill in the middle, so we-"

"No excuses!" Rolf yelled, batting him on the head with the rolled up paper in his hands. "Rolf better not see such lazy pamper do from you two again! Stables, now!" As he saw them go off, Rolf grinned and marched away himself.

"Now, potato time for Rolf."

The rest of the cadets where quick to notice how handy Rolf's Rangers, as some had nicknamed them after something Rolf had muttered, in doing almost all of the chores and assignments on their own. This was also very much caught on by command, who were quick to take notice and surmise their reasoning.

Which is why they found themselves in Keith Shadis's office, with some of the other officers with him.

"I can't believe it, what we're getting in trouble for doing extra work now?" Reiner muttered under his breath, until the sergeant spoke up.

"I would like to commend you all for your behavior improvement the past couple of weeks. Not every group of cadets decides to make a complete 180 in their behavior and become some of the most active and helpful recruits we've ever had." He said, before leaning in. "Now I gotta wonder why?"

"Sir, Rolf and his fellow cadets wish only to provide the best of the best with our efforts, and to wash the mallet of laziness from this camp. Rolf thinks if Rolf can inspire more, Rolf will find the goat of labor to rush and plow the fields of our youth!" Rolf said, to which Keith saw that the others mainly nodded in agreement.

"I gotta say Rolf, I'm impressed by your resolve. Based on your history, I believe it too. But what's really got me is how you got some total screwups like cadets Springer and Blouse here." He said, leaning back, his tone that of one who didn't believe it. "Almost too hard to believe."

With that said, he did stand up and looked at the group and shook his head. "You know, I think I feel I should clarify how bribery is handled, as I never thought that was very well explained. I mean, while I have you hear and all." He said, before turning to look directly in their eyes.

"Bribery can be presented in many forms, most often thought of in the way of money or food or something like that. Services can also count." He said, looking hard at them.

"Services meant to make us go easy on you, or to say make yourself look better without actually improving in the field. Because of this doing well with say, I dunno let's say chores as a random example, won't actually improve your chances. Not officially or unofficially, we've been trained to weed out that kind of bias in our grading." The looks of disappointment and a hint of dread from all but Rolf of the recruits told him everything. "Thanks for stopping by. Dismissed!"

"I can't believe we wasted all of that time!" Connie said, once the recruits all left.

"Ugh, I wanna take an extra long nap now..." Sasha said as she groaned on her way away. Rolf followed the group, holding his papers.

"Come now, Rolf still has these chores for us to follow! Who will clean the latrine or feed the sows?" Rolf asked, however the group just ignored him.

Connie grunted as he landed on his back. "Ugh, hey come on, hey, what the He-OOF!" His cries were muffled as he felt Sasha land on his face, as Rolf wiped his hands.

"Come now, Rolf is surprised! Surely even two soldiers, as wimpy and weak ones such as yourselves, should be able to at least make Rolf break a sweat." Rolf said, a bit of a cocky grin on his face.

Connie pushed Sasha off and groaned. "Come on Rolf, why are you doing this to us! We were already practicing just fine on our own."

"Rolf disagrees, round head in square peg Connie-boy. Rolf saw you and Sasha-girl here frolicking and prancing all howdy-doo without practicing your moves. Besides, Rolf's first partner was no serious humdy hum." Rolf said, pointing back at the groaning body of Mina as she lay slumped on the ground.

"Well yeah." Sasha said, rubbing her head. "Look, hand to hand combat isn't even graded for our final performance, so why bother at all?"

"Why bother?" Rolf asked, walking over. "Surely you jest, yes? Rolf sees all opportunities and duties must be completed to the perfection as expected of ones elders, yes?"

As Rolf helped the two up, he brushed their pants off. "Alright, come hit Rolf again, yes? Only this time put in some effort, really hit Rolf." As Sasha groaned and bent down to pick up her wooden rifle and Connie got in a combat stance, suddenly they looked past Rolf. "...What? Is there something in Rolf's teeth?"

However, it was then that Rolf noticed that almost all the cadets were looking in the same direction. As Rolf followed their gaze, he noticed that in the center of the close quarters combat section Mikasa and Annie were facing each other. The trainees rushed around the two, chatting between each others, something about who would win. Sasha and Connie rushed past him.

"Woah, are they really going to go at it?" Connie asked, while Sasha said something about it being the big showdown. Rolf rolled his eyes.

"Come come, do not distract yourself from the vigilant work we have been tasked by our superior officers." Rolf said to his two punching bags.

"Come on Rolf, we'll let you beat us to a pulp again later, this may be a once in a lifetime showdown!" Connie said, keeping an eye on the soon to be ensuing brawl.

"Poppycock! Surely this bout of eggless hens squabbling over the last nest is not that much of an interest, yes? Come, we have important matters."

"Oh come on Rolf, these are the two best fighters in the entire class!" Then Connie smirked and looked back. "Say, if you're so confident at beating on us, why don't you get in there, huh?"

"Rolf will not sully himself, and Rolf will do as ordered. Besides, if they're anything like everyone else, they're no match for the Son of a Shepherd." Rolf said, before turning around.

However, as Rolf tried to find anyone to be his sparring partner, everyone was too busy watching Mikasa and Annie tumble and grapple each other, their combat drawing a lot of stares. Rolf looked at them, thinking back to what Connie said.

"...Well, if Rolf is to continue as assigned, Rolf should also fight the hens." Rolf said, marching forward, and walking past the crowd. As he did, everyone also began whispering about how amazing it was that Rolf, the strongest boy anyone of them knew, was also going to get involved. Rolf walked to the center, seeing Mikasa holding onto Annie, pushing her into the ground, yet Annie had her feet wrapped around Mikasa's throat, ready to try and fling her away. However, she didn't get the chance.

Rolf reached down and grabbed the fighting cats, giving the now surprised girls a confident smirk. "Surely this tango has room for Rolf, yes?" Rolf said. The two looked at him, and both swung a fist to connect to Rolf's face, forcing him to drop them, backing up. "Well...they hit Rolf."

The three formidable warriors glared at each other in a triangular shape. Annie was in a combat stance, arms raised, while Mikasa tensed her body, getting ready. Rolf was bouncing on his two feet, looking at the two. "Come now, we're not just going to stare and prance about like sheep in a flock, yes?" Rolf said, before charging at Annie. Annie backed up and threw a quick jab, once again hitting Rolf in the face. However, Rolf was prepared this time, and while it jolted his face, Rolf was able to swing his own fist, sending Annie down to her knees. Yet she wasn't the only opponent to worry about. Behind Rolf, Mikasa swung her legs, knocking the Son of a Shepherd onto his back.

Falling back, Rolf groaned and looked up to see Mikasa use her arms to block a kick by Annie. Rolf took the chance and shot up, grabbing Annie's leg and lifting her off the ground with it. Annie instead swung her other foot up, taking Rolf under the jaw. This sent Rolf back towards Mikasa, who leaped over Rolf, using his shoulders to vault over. She stretched out her legs and her foot landed right into Annie's stomach. However, Annie retaliated with a quick jab to Mikasa's face, sending her on her back. However, that bought Rolf enough recovery time to charge Annie, and grab ahold of her.

Annie struggled briefly, before getting an arm free. Grabbing the back of Rolf's head, she kicked him in the shin, and pulled back on him, sending him tumbling. As Rolf crashed to the ground, he looked up to see Mikasa back up and jabbing at Annie to get her on the defensive again.

"Rolf is impressed by Annie and Mikasa. They actually tickled the warrior bone within the Son of a Shepherd. Time to return it!" Rolf smirked, standing back up. During the Fusion War, he'd been surrounded by plenty of veteran warriors with more skill than himself. So, he would show these two girls what he showed them.

"Shleehaya!" Rolf shouted as he got up, charging back at the two engaging girls. Just as they heard, he reached towards Mikasa, grabbing her forehead from behind and threw her back, sending her tumbling on the ground. Annie wasn't fast enough to get out of the reach of the Son of a Shepherd. He grabbed onto her shoulder and lifted the blonde up, grabbing her thigh too. With this he lifted her up over his head and let go, sending her behind him and crashing onto the ground.

Looking back at the two, panting on the ground as they stood up, Rolf grinned. "Rolf admires the tenacity shared by you two! Even lacking in strong muscles, Rolf has not been challenged quite like this so far!"

"How...can he...keep going like this?" Mikasa panted, asking herself. "He's been taken down and out maneuvered...but he keeps getting back up with far more strength than either of us..."

Annie didn't bother answering, and just clenched her teeth and fists, and charged at Rolf. Rolf grinned and swung a fist, one that Annie easily ducked under, then came up with a jab to Rolf's face, then another, and another, then a swift series of violent jabs . Each one hitting home, knocking Rolf back a bit. Yet Rolf never folded, or crumpled. He was obviously getting hurt by it, judging by the bruises, cuts, and some of the blood coming from his mouth, yet he stayed standing. As she swung at one point, Rolf grabbed her arm, and picked her up, before throwing her right back at Mikasa, crumpling the two into a pile. Panting, Rolf then fell to his knees.

"Rolf...commends you...fine warriors..." He said, as the audience around the three stared in shock at the ordeal.

Soon, the final year in their training rolled around and finished. It was time for graduation, for the 104th Training Corp. Two Hundred of the initial recruits had made it this far without dropping out or getting kicked out, and these former children were now killing machines, trained in the art of war and death. In the graduation hall, commanders, trainers, and other overseers were in the grand hall as 190 of the cadets all stood in their rows, as their commanding officer stepped forward to speak.

"Do you have heart?!" He shouted, as all the former trainees saluted, responding with a "Sir!"

"As of this moment, you have three options open to you! Choose wisely!" He shouted for everyone to hear. "The Garrison Regiment, whose job is to reinforce the walls!" He shouted, as most students prepared for that, as the officer continued. "The Survey Corp, who rides out into Titan Country to take back what was once ours!" With that, he came up to the one most were anticipating. "And the MP Regiment, maintaining law and order under orders from his Royal Majesty!" Looking down at the row ahead of everyone else, the officer continued. "Those cadets eligible for the MP are ahead of you, everyone take a look! These are the top of your class!"

With that, everyone looked at the ten standing ahead, as the officer announced their names. "Ten, Sasha Blouse! Nine, Connie Springer! Eight, Marco Bodt! Seven, Jean Kirstein! Six, Eren Jaeger! Five, Annie Leonhart! Four, Bertholdt Hoover! Three, Reiner Braun! Two, Rolf Yonnick! And one, Mikasa Ackerman!" As he said that, the ten recruits stood proudly and at the ready.

Rolf is so proud! Oh if only Nana where here to see the accomplishments of the Son of a Shepherd! Rolf thought happily, keeping a grin on his face as he stood at attention, arms crossed smartly behind his back.

Later that night, there was a celebratory feast for the new recruits. In particular, the top ten were celebrating at having accomplished their goal, the vast majority excited for the easy and comfortable life being in the Military Police would be. Rolf was more excited at the prospect of finally getting that lovely meat, although he had to admit he would miss the back-breaking toil he'd been under for the past three years.

"Rolf congratulates all in the accomplishment of their graduation! And, to Rolf's surprise, that of his friends in the top of the pecking order!" Rolf said, wrapping his arms around a cheerful Sasha and Connie. Next to them, Mina grinned as she clapped her hands.

"I have to say, congratulations are in order! And even second for you Rolf! I mean, the only one above you was Mikasa, and after some of those stunts you pulled I can tell it was really close too!" She said, grinning as she took a drink.

Rolf chuckled as Connie and Sasha got out of his grip. "Yeah, no kidding! And to think, me in the top ten at all! And you too, Sasha! Let me tell you, us three will be the best squad in the MP, and we'll fully deserve it." He said.

Rolf nodded and looked back over to Mina. "Rolf is sorry you were not able to make it. Rolf told you more swigs of mackerel skin would strengthen your resolve."

"I uh...I'm good, still thanks. I mean,t he Garrison isn't too bad, hey it's possible we could even get the same or nearby districts. Would be great to meet up again after." She said with a smile.

"Rolf agrees, Rolf is glad to have most of Rolf's companions so close to heart!" Rolf said, pattingn Connie on the back, causing him to cough up the drink he was taking, to the amusement of Mina and Sasha, before walking around.

Meanwhile, as he walked around, drinking and eating whatever food he could get, he saw Eren had a small crowd around him. What sort of tomfoolery is Eren once again found himself enraptured in?

Rolf walked by and noticed they didn't have the most cheerful expressions on their faces. "What sort of grave as the bones serious talk is going on here? We should be making much with the merry-making and not of the serious discussion." It had been a long time since Rolf had been in any celebration, and these even felt...more familiar than the ones he had gone to at the cul-de-sac three years and earlier, setting him at ease.

One of the boys who'd been talking to Eren, Thomas if he remembered correctly, spoke in a shocked tone. "Can you believe Eren? He says he wants to join the Scouts, and not the MP!"

"Of course Rolf believes this, yes? Have you not seen the way intense in the eye Eren-boy speaks? He always is excited for the chance to send those Titans to their mothers." Rolf said, grinning and ruffling up the shorter boys hair. "How has this come as a shock to you, Rolf wonders."

"Just...why...it's insane!" He shouted, catching the hall's attention. Seeing everyone stare at him, Thomas doubled down and spoke up. "How many people have died? We're talking a fifth of the population. If that doesn't paint a picture for you, I don't know what will. This is our life now...we can't beat them." He said solemnly. Then, Rolf began to laugh and chuckle.

"Oh hoh hoh! Oh poor Thomas crying like a baby for his mama, yes? These Titans are as Eren said before, sure they're big but they're not too scary, yes." Rolf said, chuckling and shoving a piece of bread in his mouth as he walked away, getting some rather...bizarre looks. Eren began to say something, but Rolf had put it behind him.

"Still...Rolf supposes if everyone is as big scardy pants of these Titans...the that short in the stature but large in the brawn Eren-boy is pretty brave. Rolf commends him." Rolf said, downing the drink, before grinning. Tomorrow was his last day in training, and then he was back as an MP. He could get any meats he wanted (the thought causing his mouth to salivate) and he could punish any of those no-good thieves dressed in the uniform as he wanted without getting imprisoned.

"Rolf can't wait!"

AN: And with that, we conclude the training arc with Rolf getting to know his future comrades and a fight someone's been really looking forward too. Kinda short, but then again so was the arc in the anime and manga. And now with this, we can get into the meat of things...as I'm sure Rolf would enjoy, and hopefully longer chapters as well.

Anyways, again thank you so much for the support, it's been incredible, and I hope you all keep enjoying it.