Attack on Titan x Male Reader : Marley's Spy

Not Part of the Plan

Marley City was the Capital of Marley, it was located to the South West, at the north of the horn of the continental mainland. It was a port city, the largest in the whole nation of Marley, meaning that trade was always coming and going. Billions in cargo passed through each week, and trillions each year, which helped sustain the huge global economy that Marley had created as a colonial and conquering nation.

The city was always busy, it never seemed to sleep. The lights were always on, the factories worked day and night to produce the materials and weapons needed for the war. The steel industry at the moment was booming, the demand for raw materials was sky high right now, which meant there was a fortune to be made for those in the weapon making business.

Though for one Y/N Tybur, he only tended to visit the Capital when he needed to. He had been to the Hizuru Embassy numerous times in the past year since his plan had been set into motion when he returned. The recent survey ships that Marley had sent to Paradis had went missing, and while he hadn't heard anything back from Yelena and the Anti-Marley Volunteers, he had great reason to think they were successful.

The people of Paradis knew that he would send messages across eventually, and they should've managed to kill the Titans inside Wall Maria by now, it should've been done months ago in fact. With any luck, Erwin had survived the Titan charge that Zeke had ordered upon them, otherwise it would likely be Hange that took over the Scouts. Either way, the both of them weren't stupid enough to kill anyone that tried to scout the island.

Y/N never really was one for crowded cities or people in general. He was always more of an introvert as a child, and the years spent trying to distance himself from others on the Island really shaped him into who he was today. He just felt the annoyance that others could bring upon him, deciding that in the end, most people weren't worth the trouble in a casual sense.

That's why he hadn't really bothered trying to reconnect with any of his friends from school when he was younger. He had dropped out yo train with the other warriors, and after years of silence, he presumed they thought he wanted nothing to do with them. The story that had been told was that he was being homeschooled rather than private schooling for the past six years, though anyone from Liberio would know that probably wasn't the case if they had seen the warriors training in any of the open sessions they had held for parents to see how their children were getting on.

The only advantage was that nobody who had watched or seen him training with the warriors knew who he was, which was why he was keen to avoid going back to Liberio if at all possible. He wasn't a little kid when he was training, he was a teenager, and he looked very similar to how he did back then, so he didn't want to be recognised and rumours beginning to spread within the Eldian or Marleyan population about how the War Hammer Titan was. There was already enough speculation in the papers as is, he didn't need them to have a specific target to follow when he went outside the house.

Though for now, the identity of the War Hammer remained hidden from the public, which was one positive to come from the shit show that was the Odiha Invasion and the subsequent battles he'd personally been involved in. Which was great for him, because the Mid-East had either realised they needed Paradis and their Iceburst Stone to stand a chance, or they were just really stupid. Either way, they were continuing to fight the war, which was great.

Now, as to why he was in Marley City. He'd been invited to a local cafe by someone. He didn't know who exactly, because he'd found a note in his pocket about a week ago when he last visited the Hizuru Embassy. He had a good idea who it might've been, but he wasn't sure, it could've been anyone inside the Embassy that day.

Café de la paix, or Café of peace if translated into Eldian. Rather ironic considering the nature of Marley as a nation, but nonetheless, it still had that air of peace around it. Although it was far more of a restaurant than a cafe on the interior. It was far larger than any of the regular cafe's that he would go and get either tea, or coffee that he'd started to drink recently.