[Steel Flame Steel] Blue Lion

There is no amount that can wet the earth.It was precisely because of this that Grand Master sent him to the front line without any worries.

At this time, the unusual noise made Roy tense again. He pulled his glove, stood up cautiously, and moved against the wall.He did hear footsteps, as well as the distinctive crisp sound of guns.

"call--"

Gasps rang in Roy's ears, and he was only a corner away from the enemy.It's a pity that the enemy's physical strength is no longer enough to find him, which makes Roy breathe a sigh of relief.

Strike first.

Roy's various plans flashed through his mind, and finally he chose the cruelest and most effective way.If this enemy continues to stay in this kind of place, sooner or later a large force of the Ishbal people will find him.If he is killed, then all problems will become much simpler.

That is the enemy, the object of sympathy.

Even if he silently recited a sentence he heard in the class of Brigadier General Hakuro when he was in the military academy, Roy rushed out without doing anything, snapping his fingers.

Sparks flashed, and Roy controlled his strength.Now his familiarity with alchemy has increased again, at least he will no longer see scorched enemies close to him because the flames released are too high.

The enemy soldier was very agile, and the moment he heard the snap of his fingers, he rolled in a limited space, and then began to escape.This stunned Roy for a moment, he could only see the figure running forward in a flash.

It is impossible to let him escape and then contact his companions.

Roy thought so, and also took steps to follow.It's a pity that the other party seems to be more familiar with the terrain than him. After a few jumps, the black-haired man followed him to a completely unfamiliar place.There was some pain in his feet, and Roy felt that his exercise had exceeded the load of his body.Unlike the training in the military academy, on the real battlefield he can't relax at all.

Continuously snapping his fingers, Roy seemed to want to push the enemy back to the corner.It's not easy, especially facing an existence that is more agile than his flame.But the other party's physical strength and spirit were already at their limits, which made Roy couldn't help cheering himself up in his heart, and his finger movements accelerated.

After a series of efforts, the panicked Ishbal made a wrong choice and ran into a closed room.The destroyed buildings are full of steel bars and scattered wall ash.When Roy really chased him in, he was stunned when he saw the enemy.

It is a child of Ishbal, no more than 15 years old by visual inspection.He sat down on the ground with a face of fear, his hands trembling and holding the gun tightly, which made him look like he was about to collapse.

Clenching his fingers, Roy suddenly regretted chasing this enemy.

"Ha—" the young man panted heavily, his eyes began to shake.The struggle flashed in his eyes, and he lost his size.

"Uh..." Roy paused, pinching his fingers tightly.He was not much better than that boy, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.Leave and let him go.These two thoughts kept flashing into Roy's mind, and he couldn't help clenching his teeth.

"Ha... ah... ah!" Unable to bear the confrontation with the frozen air any longer, the stalemate made the young Ishbal's hands continue to exert force, almost wanting to pinch the gun.

He yelled, closed his eyes and raised his gun desperately.In fact, he just rushed to the battlefield a few days ago, and he stole this gun from some adults who would not let him come.

'Snapped--'

Reason is not as good as the body's conditioned reflex, and Roy snapped his fingers the next second the boy screamed.The flame immediately appeared out of thin air and enveloped the boy. Because of his nervousness, Roy forgot to control it, and let the temperature soar all the way, burning continuously.

The bright light of the flame shone out, which was obviously extremely warm, but Roy felt the cold coming from the cracks in his bones.His shadow swayed on the wall, shaking slightly.

'boom--'

Just when Ed Wushen was standing not far from the camp and looking into the distance, a muffled sound interrupted him, bringing him back to his senses.Turning his head mechanically, Ed saw Enwei who was smiling as badly as ever.Following his line of sight, he moved down and saw the soldiers lying on the ground.

The soldier's neck was brutally broken, and he fell in front of Ed in a strange state.He was a subordinate who fought with Ed not long ago, and even helped him block a bullet once.One second before departure, the soldier said with a smile that he would retire after the war and return to his hometown.

"Hakuro should have warned you." Enwei plucked his ears indifferently, and then blew on his fingers. "What you are carrying now is not just your own life."

After saying that, Enwei took a step forward.

"噗——" The blue refined light flashed, and the sharp-eyed Enwei caught sight of the blade that was attacking him.Smacking his lips, he bent his waist into a surprising angle to avoid Ed's attack.In the next second, he punched Ed's wound violently, bent down while he was gasping, swept Ed to the ground, and stepped on his freshly bandaged shoulder, "I should have said, Steel little guy."

Enwei lowered his head, looked at the unwilling national alchemist, shrugged, "I hope you can remember a bit in the future, ah... yes," he suddenly clapped his hands as if remembering something , "Hakuro let me tell you, no, we can teach you step by step, including..."

"kill."

This is forcing Ed to make a choice, and now he naturally cannot rely on the favoritism of the child or the officer to do whatever he wants.On the battlefield, you must look like a soldier, and obeying the orders of the country is the bounden duty of a soldier.

He knew that these were deeply imprinted in his mind when he was in the military academy.

But his heart does not allow him to do so, especially after knowing that the Ishbal War was purely caused by artificial humans, Ed has no other feelings for all this except disgust.

"Am I a very self-willed person, Cress?" Ed stood still until Envi couldn't bear his silence and left, until the soldier's body was removed by others.He stood there the whole time, his golden eyes filled with self-loathing.

He took the lives of people who should have survived.

He originally thought that human life was incomparable and could not be exchanged.Sacrificing the people of a town in exchange for the peace of the whole country, although there is a gap in the number of people who can make a choice at a glance, is always wrong.

But when this happened to him, the plan that had been expected before was completely useless.Reason is firm, but emotionally Ed is more willing to favor these soldiers.He couldn't imagine when his lieutenant fell to the ground, when Roy Mustang died, when Marth Hughes went to the grave again.

"You look like you're about to cry, Lieutenant Commander." The child's expression made Second Lieutenant Kleiss speechless, and he sighed lightly, putting away his usual tact.Ed's lieutenant would now look more like a soldier than a lieutenant in the office struggling with his boss' handwriting.He silently stepped forward, bypassed Ed, and stood in front of the blond young man, "On the battlefield, please learn to hold your own gun."

Second Lieutenant Cress took out his pistol from his waist, twirled it around and handed the handle to Ed.

Not in a hurry to take the gun, Ed first showed a puzzled look, "Kleis, if you have a mission that requires your life to complete, but has a high failure rate...what would you do?"

"I won't try it until I'm 100% sure, Lieutenant Commander." Krys's hand holding the pistol didn't tremble at all, and he firmly looked back at the golden pair that occasionally flashed annoyance and a hint of madness. Yellow eyes.He knew that his bosses were often thinking dangerous things that they couldn't know.

"Is that so?" Ed pulled the corner of his mouth to show a smile, and stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the gun.He put aside the thought of killing the jade and sealing the artificial man just now, and decided to protect the lives of his subordinates before the end of the war.This is what he needs to do now.

《[钢炼/焰钢]蓝狮》皇家基尔ˇChapter55ˇ最新更新:2014-03-2219:01:33

Two years later in the winter, with the neat burst of artillery fire, Ishbal and Amistorius declared full-scale war.All the Ishbal people who served in the Amistoris army were imprisoned overnight and were concentrated in prisons.

There was a heavy atmosphere in the army, and the soldiers wearing sackcloth coats to protect themselves from the wind and sand sat wearily in the ruined town.They checked their guns blankly, their fingers carefully brushing the butts of the guns.

"The war, which I thought would end soon, has continued until now." Hughes stepped forward, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the black-haired man who was pulling his gloves. jet-black eyes.

Like any other soldier, it was a battle-hardened numbness.However, compared with the real chief, it is still too immature, and it contains too much helplessness and hidden pain.

"It's such an ugly look, Roy." Hughes adjusted his glasses. After not seeing him for so long, it seemed that even this companion who was steadfast in his dream had changed.

Roy Mustang, the Alchemist of Fire who swept across the east.

brunette with hughes