บท 795: Weapons Drawn

Bright day. High noon.

The near-stagnant winds were warm thanks to the blazing sun. Sunrays tried to find their way through the greenery of the trees on either side of the lonely road.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Two colt riders were on their way from White Raven to New Beginnings. It was barely an hour since they had been asked to leave the city of White Raven.

One of the riders was an old man with white hair and a long white beard. He was short and had scholarly vibes around him due to him wearing a light-colored shawl covering his back and his shoulders.

The other rider was a young man who looked to be in his mid-20s. He had golden brown hair and green eyes. He was wearing light runic armor that protected his vital organs.

"That brat is infuriating."

Old man Rey couldn't help cursing Eren when he recalled the conversation he had with him just before leaving the White Raven city.