Ymir shook her head. "I am jealous of you, Aries." I blinked my eyes as I swallowed my food nervously. It does not mean something good if Ymir is jealous especially at you. "Just the fact that you are so calm about this."
"I heard that these tests do not really matter whether or not you are able to become a soldier." Another trainee, whose name I do not recall, said. Everyone around me gasped, even I gasped with them. Who would dare say that about the army! "I, myself, can agree! So far only about ten trainees have not made it all the way into the army, but if they persisted the next year they make it in."
"What does that have to prove?" I inquired, raising my eyebrow. My appetite has long disappeared once this subject arose. "Couldn't that trainee just become better with experience and was able to move on?"
"Oh, but the thing is, all those trainees usually end up being the first ones dead on an expedition — and the thing is, they all did not die to a titan." I slouched back into my seat, frowning at this gossip. This is like the average story told by parents who want their children to marry and bestow them with grandchildren instead of the bones of titans.
"So, you are saying that the army is desperate enough to throw the rest of humanity outside of the walls into the mouths of hungry titans?" Ymir asked. She too was leaning into the back of her chair with a frown. Glad to know that I am not alone on this. Also at this moment, I wanted to correct her that titans are not hungry, but I kept that piece of information to myself.
"I do believe that." The boy stubbornly stated, placing the palms of his hands down on the surface of the table. "I'm not scared of the titans myself, unlike the other fools, but I do have an opinion on how this kingdom is ruled."
"If you'd like, I will mention that to the king." A man scoffed at the boy. My head shifted over to see a short man — well, he is still taller than I am — with jet black straight hair, a small but fit figure accompanied with an emotionless expression but was still filled with weary scorn. He was wearing the soldier's uniform of their 3d maneuver harness, brown apron, and brown boots, but gave it a little twist with his white cravat. "That's what I thought." He tsked before walking away.
Who was that? I asked myself as my wide blue eyes followed the rather graceful man as he walked away from us trainees.
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