Chapter 18: Inglis, 12 years old (6)
「I also think he’s creepy, just not as much as Mr. Leon thinks so. What about you, Glis?」
Still following after Leon, Rafinha pouted.
「You’re right he is, a little bit.」
Indeed as she said, Rahal didn’t grow into a proper gentleman at all.
「I wonder if all Highlanders are like that. If so, I think it’ll be hard for me to like them.」 「Well, this is coming from me who’s seen quite a lot of Highlanders but I think most of them are like that. This also applies to Highland-born Highlanders.」
Leon shrugged.
「From the oh-so-great Highlanders’ standpoint, we Midlanders are like the poor and needy, crawling on the same mud we s̲h̲i̲t̲ on. In fact, we need the Artifacts they give to protect our lives down here. Of course we’ll be taken as some lowly cretins. It doesn’t matter how you feel about it, all we can do is to kowtow before them so they will give us the Artifacts.」
Inglis was convinced that the relationship between the Highland and Midland was just like how Leon described. Although, since Ymir was largely a rural area, the region didn’t really hook the attention of the Highlanders.
「Our lifeline is literally in their grasp. That’s why, regardless of what you have in mind, just maintain your smile before them, you got me? The two are you are such cutiepies. Give it a year or two, you’ll be proper ladies. So if you’re being shamed, groped here and there, touched up and down, just bear with it. Even I got treated like some underdog by them. I’ll even lick their shoes if I have to!」1