[Steel Flame Steel] Blue Lion

After staring at it for a few seconds, he turned his head calmly.Since not long ago, the sight surrounding him has become like this.

"The eyes of a murderer?" Sighing, Roy looked up at the sky.The weather in Ishbal is always dry, and there is no way to pretend to be incompetent when you are weak or cowardly.Incompetent on rainy days... that's great, why doesn't it rain here?

"When you were in the military academy, you often talked about your dreams." Squatting down beside Roy, it was a rare time to rest.In a camp full of their own soldiers, they don't need to be vigilant for a short time.The nerves that are always stretched make the brain in a state of tension no matter what.

There is a huge gap between the dream at that time and the present.

"It's really a distant term." Roy smiled wryly, let alone a dream, and now he can't even find what he should insist on, his own goal.

He thought that he would never forget the Ishbal people who were burned by the flames, their pain, and their wailing.The scorched skin exudes an unpleasant smell, and sometimes even the bloody and bone-stained face can be seen clearly at a close distance.

They struggled to use their last breath of energy to spit out insults, or sharply questioned.

"Every time I see the eyes of these soldiers, I'm scared." Roy said softly, clenching his fists.He hated everything on the battlefield from the bottom of his heart, but he had to obey orders.

"Oh?" I didn't expect to hear such a sentence from Roy's mouth. Hughes swallowed another topic he wanted to talk about, and raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

"I'm afraid that I will accidentally see those golden eyes and become like this." Roy couldn't imagine that Xiaodouzi, who always adhered to the principle of not killing people, would appear in front of him with that kind of eyes. Sometimes he even wondered if Ed would secretly become a deserter just to stay away from here.

He didn't want to see Ed feel pain because of killing people, just like the true portrayal of his heart now.Those eyes that are as bright as the sun should not belong to the battlefield.

"But, the other half of my mind is clamoring for me to drag him into... hell?" Roy, who couldn't find a better adjective after hesitating for a few seconds, shrugged.He feels that he has become a collection of contradictions, and at the same time he has become greedy.

I want him to be stained with blood, but I want him to keep that look in his eyes.

"I can understand." Hughes patted Roy on the shoulder as if he had come, and finally showed a teasing smile on the serious battlefield.How long had he not seen his old friend troubled by love?If the person in front of him can learn a tenth of his abilities...

"Don't say it's me, your eyes are ugly too." The corners of his mouth twitched by Hughes' smile, Roy could only feel his anger rising.He has indeed been chasing Ed for so long, the method may not be very good, but he is very happy.

"Angry?" The reflective glasses became clear. They were a pair of eyes exactly like Roy's without much emotion.The eyes of the murderer are full of blood because of killing too many people.

"No."

Now Roy will often think of Ed, and his contact with him ended in a midnight phone call a year ago.Ed's voice sounded too trembling and painful at that moment for him to forget.

What happened to cause the pain that is about to overflow?The nearly broken cry made Roy's whole heart hang, although he also woke up because of the nightmare that day.Just when he was about to ask for clarification, the phone was hung up.After that, he didn't have any news or contact with Ed.

In any case, I just want you to... survive.

Taking out the pocket watch they exchanged before they parted, Roy stroked the name engraved on it.

"If you really can't hold on, forget it, Lieutenant Commander." Lieutenant White, who couldn't bear it, finally found an opportunity to say this. He has always held the opposite view to Cress's approach to Ed's approach.What their boss is dealing with should not be as simple as killing people.

Otherwise, how could he see his boss woke up by a nightmare almost every night, and then sit alone in the corner of the camp with his eyes open and wait for the dawn.

Two years, even if it is a temporary mission on the battlefield.Ed calmly reloaded the pistol almost every time, and the steel blade transformed by the mechanical arm could accurately pierce the heart of every Ishbal.

But he is suffering.

Unlike Second Lieutenant Cress' relief, White could only see Ed's screaming pain and struggle.

"No way." With a flick of blood on the blade, Ed turned his head to Lieutenant White with a 'don't worry' expression.Then he bent down and picked up the linen cloak on the ground, shaking the dust on it, "I want you to live."

Ed said firmly, anyway, two years have passed like this, and according to the time in his memory, the Ishbal War will end soon.If he can persist for a while longer, and when these people can really stay away from the center of danger, he will be able to seal all the artificial people.

"Even now?" White asked after raising his arm to accurately kill the Ishbal who was hiding in the corner and preparing to attack.The situation of the war seems to be expanding uncontrollably, but more national alchemists rushing to the front line of the battlefield seem to represent the attitude of the great president - he wants to end the war as soon as possible.

That's why they followed Ed to stand here instead of staying in that lazy research camp that was about to raise people every day.

"This is my decision, Sal." Ed waved his hand to signal White not to continue talking, he had already thought about everything.Even if he still persists, the artificial man will never be soft.One day he will see the corpses of these subordinates for his own reasons, "And now I..."

Ed looked down at his hands, he could often feel the smell of blood wafting from them.That sticky feeling has always existed in his mind so far, and he has broken his own principle - completely clean.

"I'm just afraid you'll regret it." Without further words, White ended the conversation.The gendarmes not far away have already shouted for their support, and the one who came was the monk Ishbal who caused them the most headache.

"Hey, retreat quickly!" one of the soldiers yelled, this reaction is the reflection of most ordinary soldiers seeing the National Alchemist, "It's Fullmetal Alchemist."

"The alchemist... is that little guy?" Another soldier who was still shooting said nonchalantly. He had just come to this area to support him, so he naturally didn't understand the guy who walked slowly, who looked like a soldier. Junior officer.

"Anyway, retreat quickly." Kicking the newly arrived soldier, he said that the retreating people didn't care about anything and began to run quickly.Two years have allowed them to fully understand the horror of the national alchemist, who can kill people anytime and anywhere, and is completely a living weapon.

As the war expanded, Ishbal monks were forced to join as a powerful force.They were able to defeat the Amistrian soldiers with one enemy and ten. Perhaps only an existence like Major Armstrong could confront them head-on.

Ed thought about it boredly, then clasped his hands together and pressed them to the ground before the monks could react.The protruding stone cones were like living things, chasing the monks to take their lives.

"This is?" He hurriedly dodged to the side, but the monk whose cheek was cut by the stone awl was still wide-eyed in surprise.He looked at the abnormally appearing objects on the ground, and then fixed his gaze on the little man not far away, "Is the alchemist...?"

Ed, whose eyes were covered by bangs, made it hard to see his expression, so he clapped his hands and practiced.Something that looked like a snake emerged from the abandoned wall and flew towards the monk.

"Cut..." With a spat, the monk first dodged the flying deadly object, and then crushed it with his fist, causing it to collapse in mid-air and become useless, "No one will be spared, Ames Don't Doris have any soldiers but children?"

Even if the other party is a child, he must not be soft-hearted.The monk warned himself in his heart, dexterously dodged Ed's attack and rushed to him at the fastest speed.With punches, those powerful enough to break a boulder all hit Ed directly.

'Swah--'

Before the monk could react, the steel blade had already cut through his chest.Probably because of too much haste, Ed's thrust was a little bit off, just passing through his lungs, but the ensuing stone cone pierced him from behind the monk.

The moment he fell down, the monk could only see a pair of golden eyes.Probably stimulated, the monk struggled to express his reluctance, "Your so-called alchemy... for the people..."

Ed, who was leaving, paused and closed his eyes.

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A bright red flame erupted not far from Ed, rushing into the sky like a sharp sword.

As the team continued to advance, the troops led by Ed came from the edge to the center of the battlefield.The number of troops here is obviously much larger. Of course, the number of Ishbals has also increased dramatically.

When he saw this kind of flame that almost devoured everything, Ed knew