Year 850, The Battle of Trost

A rear guard squad was pursuing an abnormal, but couldn't keep up, and it was charging a crowd at the gate to the inner wall past Wall Rose

Using some additional gas, you sped past the squad and use your ODM gear to hook onto the abnormal's nape, before you slash it, killing it.

The abnormal's body falls in front of the crowd, everyone shocked and relieved

Standing on top of the now dead abnormal's head, you notice the crowd of people at the gate, and a wagon blocking the gate itself.

"Excuse me, but what is all this?" You ask, confused and a bit annoyed for this delay in evacuation

A bald, brown-coated man beside the wagon blocking the gate looks up at you

Merchant: "Couldn't have asked for better timing! Force these useless morons to push my wagon! I'll pay you handsomely!"

What..? A stupid wagon is more important than the civilian lives at risk?

"Seriously? Soldiers are dying back there."

You said, as you pointed with one of your blades to the breach at the front of Trost, in the Vanguard, where Titans were massacring people, but mainly soldiers.

"Laying down their lives for you. All because this is taking too long."

The merchant retorts, not backing down

Merchant: "Yeah, that's their job. You expect me to shed a tear 'cause they gotta fulfill the duties they signed on for? They're suppose to be willing to lay down their lives! Don't get all high-handed on me just 'cause you finally gotta earn your damn keep after all these years!"

The crowd is furious at the merchant for blocking the gate they need to enter to leave Trost as it's under attack by Titans, and you should do something about this.

The merchant appeared to have two male guards beside him, but would they really know how to handle a soldier like you?