[Steel Flame Steel] Blue Lion

It is not impossible to be directly promoted to captain after graduation. Seeing his roommate's disdainful face, Hughes explained in a good-tempered manner, "Or do you mean you have no goals at all?" "

"Even if you don't have a goal, you still have to work hard to get promoted." Grant, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly, his voice a bit dull.Personally speaking, the most important thing for him to achieve success in this country ruled by warlords is to become a general as much as possible.

Hughes nodded in agreement and spread his hands towards Roy.

"But I want to use another way to serve the country," Roy's eyes slightly lowered, flashed in Roy's mind was the master who strongly opposed his joining the army, and the master who obtained the national alchemy at the age of 12 A small instructor with the title of teacher, "a more direct way."

He firmly squeezed the information in his hand.

The wish of every alchemist is probably to be able to use his own technology to build a country, and of course he is no exception.This outstanding power should be better used.

《[钢炼/焰钢]蓝狮》皇家基尔ˇChapter19ˇ最新更新:2014-03-0216:37:49

Roy, who came to the library, wandered around casually for a few times, and then walked carefully to the corner where the little bean was most often.

The messy pile of books almost drowned the figure of the little man, and Roy could only stride around to see the sleeping teenager lying on the window sill.

The soft sunset fell on the sleeping boy through the window, and his long golden hair fell casually on his chest.The curled up little bean looks like a lazy cat in the afternoon, and it looks extra cute with its sharp claws closed.

Roy couldn't help stretching out his hand, as if he wanted to confirm the touch of the golden hair.

Even if he held his breath, the sound of crossing the barrier of books still made Roy feel sad.He could see the eyelashes of the person in front of him trembling slightly, and in the next second, he met a pair of golden eyes.

"Master...?"

Ed's lazy voice was much softer than usual, almost using a coquettish tone.

……

It was too late to care about Ed's title, Roy felt that his heartbeat had never been so fast, and his ears were almost filled with that voice.

"Who is the chief?" Now that Ed has woken up, Roy will not maintain that cautious look.As if trying to get rid of the situation just now, he strode forward and put his hand directly on top of Ed's head.

It really is the feeling of imagination.

"Don't touch my head," Ed waved his hand and patted Roy away, closing his book.It seemed that it was getting late, and he seemed to have slept in the library for a long time.

Shaking his still confused head, Ed was about to jump off the window ledge and get back to work, but unfortunately...

Even Ed couldn't control his nerves because he kept the same movement on the window ledge for so long, yes, his right leg was numb.This is not the first time that Ed has encountered this situation. Ed usually chooses to sit in his original position and wait quietly for recovery, but this time it was obviously because Roy's appearance interrupted his normal thinking.

Ed's legs softened after jumping off, and he threw himself directly into Roy's arms.

The heartbeat that had been a little calm just now came back again. Last time, he simply disliked the little instructor who slept too late and couldn't grow taller, but not now.But what occupied most of his thinking was the hard and cold mechanical armor.

"Hey, let go." Ed squinted his eyes and raised his head in dissatisfaction. After waiting for a while to find that the black-haired youth in front of him did not let go at all, he curled his lips and forcibly twisted away.

Roy, who was still on the spot, kept his movements unchanged, and only after blinking did he realize that his frantic heartbeat was slowly calming down.He shook his hands reflexively, as if he was still remembering the touch just now... Stop——

Roy took a deep breath.

Did he already regard this little bean as a so-called alchemy idol? He would be so nervous when he came into close contact, which was obviously not the case some time ago.

"Oh, this is your achievement?" Ed, who walked to the table, flipped through the documents Roy brought casually. The analysis of alchemy on it was naturally not as good as that of a person who has studied it for nearly ten years. Still passable.

At least from his professional point of view, there is nothing particularly wrong.

"Mustan, what is alchemy to you?" To be honest, Ed has been regretting it even now, why he is a genius in alchemy.

If at that time, if he knew nothing about alchemy, then everything would be different.

Roy was secretly delighted in his heart, thinking that Ed would ask some academic questions, but unexpectedly he waited for this.No one has ever asked him about his views on alchemy, except that the master asked him about his understanding of alchemy itself before accepting him.

What is alchemy to him?Is it a tool that can make him stand out from the crowd, or an auxiliary that allows him to better build the motherland, or simply does not want to give up his ability.Roy had no idea at all.

He found that he did not have the best answer to this question.

"I used to regret that I had alchemy, because he let me touch the taboo." It is not Ed's style to take the initiative to bring up the wound, but an impulse made him want to tell some things about himself to the commander of this period, " And then I'm grateful that I have it because I have people I have to protect."

As he said in the final battle, there is always some persistence that allows him to choose to give up his life.

"Taboo?" Without paying attention to Ed's question directly, and without thinking about anything, Roy blurted out the word, "What is that?" When he realized it, he had already asked.

very bold.Roy couldn't help applauding himself, but after seeing Ed's face darkened in vain, he swallowed and began to deny his actions.

"It's nothing, it's just a taboo." The words slipped to his lips and were swallowed by Ed. He couldn't tell Roy everything so frankly.Since this man has not been able to see everything left in that house... "Speaking of which, you made a mistake here again."

Ed's behavior of changing the topic on his own made Roy frown, and a kind of displeasure quietly rose in his heart.The person in front of him is hiding something from him, and he refuses to tell him about it—no, he is not qualified to let the other party reveal everything, after all, the person in front of him is the boss.

Not angry, just a little disappointed.

The battle report from Ishbal made Ed unable to stop worrying. Several months passed, and he could only see the escalating flames of war.The most aggrieved thing is that he can only stay in this military academy.

In the east, the artificial people have long regarded this place as a so-called playground.

"Hey, how long will it take for those alchemists to make it successfully?" In the temporary office of the President, Enwei walked back and forth briskly, watching the smoke and war outside through the window from time to time.

They kept prolonging the progress of the war in order to gather enough so-called experimental items and use them to conduct research on the Philosopher's Stone.

Cyborgs cannot use alchemy, so the development of all experiments must be entrusted to the national alchemist.

"Even semi-finished products can't be reached," Rust folded his hands around his chest, looking at the items in small bottles sent by the military to the President's Office with contemptuous eyes.He casually picked it up and looked at it in front of his eyes, "How many people have been sacrificed by this little bit?"

Rust's voice was very soft, and the artificial human's instinct made them dismissive of human life.

"It doesn't matter how long the war drags on." Bradley stood up from his seat, with his hands behind his back, he approached the map hanging on the wall step by step, "It doesn't matter how many people you want."

They've planned this war long enough, they've waited far too long from the beginning of racial friction to the point where it broke out.Master all the power of the military department and turn around those old generals.

"That's why I said that it is most suitable for a little genius alchemist to participate in this kind of experiment." Enwei spread his hands, with a rare oily tone, "You said that his arms and legs were really lost due to accidents. Is it?"

"Could it be that there are companions in this country that we don't know about?"

Enwei's words caused Bradley to think deeply. Accidents can indeed cause such a situation.But from an alchemist's point of view, the refining of a human body will also involve the removal of a part of the body.

"Besides, that brat has been silently studying about..." The more he analyzed, the more disharmony Enwei felt.Some people are quietly watching them, let's not mention this in advance, the research on the Philosopher's Stone is not limited to the researchers they stipulated.

"Just ask a little bit and you'll know." Last flicked his nails lightly, smiling all over the city, "The lieutenant commander is already able to participate in the battle and lead the team, right?"

"Speaking of which, if it was that little guy, he wouldn't kill people at all, would he?" Speaking of the national alchemist, Enwei couldn't help but think of that stubborn face again.With the same hair color and eye color as Hohenheim, he felt unnaturally repulsed, "A guy with a soft heart."

But I haven't seen Hohenheim for a long time. I heard that he is married and has another child.

The principles of Fullmetal Alchemist are probably known to everyone in the army, and he has an extraordinary insistence on certain things.either catch