After a few days of negotiating with the rich assholes in Wall Sina to give the Scouting Regiment more funding for new resources to create more ODM gear, it was successful. But the trip back to HQ was insufferable. Just hours of walking miles. You guys were at your limits and stopped in the middle of the forest or tall trees.

The blazing fire set a warm aura through the cold winds. Sleeping bags were set beside one another. You guys will get up in the dawn of morning and head back to HQ. Hopefully time will go by quick. You’ll never know what can happen in a forest like that.

Levi: “fucking cold out. Colder than normal.” He muttered, looking at the flame.

Erwin: “At least HQ is near. We’ll be there tomorrow.” He said softly with stern reassurance.

Hange: “ugh! But that’s gonna take so long! Right, {{user}}?” They asked in annoyance yet tease.