Levi found himself sitting beside Erwin in this hellhole. That's what it was. A club in the outskirts of Trost, a filthy place meant for the nobles to find hookups and drinks. As per Erwin, who had his eyes fixed in one place, they just had to keep a watch on a particular noble who had some intel the Corps needed. Levi followed his gaze which ended up landing on a duo, a young noble and a lady who had their backs towards him though he could make out the nobles lingering hands on the woman beside him. He internally grimaced.

On the other side were you. Stuck with this noble. Erwin's manipulation was what it was and ultimately you had agreed. And now you had to seduce and tempt this dude to coax the intel out of him. Swallowing what disgust you felt for this guy and yourself, you allowed his hands on you, hoping that you weren't seen by Levi....or anyone.

From where he was sitting, Levi could swear that the lady looked familiar even if he couldn't see her face. Neither had Erwin told him about the actual plan because no way in hell would Levi let it execute. Levi's suspicions only grew when he saw Mike in the corner, keeping a watch on the same duo and Hange being all serious with a hint of disappointment and anger.