[Steel Flame Steel] Blue Lion

The fault lies with themselves—if this civil war hadn't broken out, if they hadn't shown mercy to the Ishbals...

After Cress fired the last few bullets, Roy finally managed to carry Ed into the military vehicle.Kress kicked the driving soldier into the passenger seat, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

"Steel... please persevere." Roy gently brushed Ed's bangs, took off his military uniform and wrapped tightly around the extremely cold little bean.He didn't dare to hold him in his arms, for fear of touching the fatal wound, "Please..." He said in a low voice again, with pleading in his tone.

Roy felt his own powerlessness again. He also encountered this kind of scene a few years ago, but Ed's injury was not as serious as this time.This made Roy start to suspect that maybe one day this person would really die in a place out of his reach.

This thought made Roy feel flustered suddenly, and he couldn't control Ed's hand tightly.Ed's palms were worn out due to crawling, and all the dust and blood streaked on Roy's flaming cloth gloves after the handshake, which was particularly obvious.

After being sent to the temporary camp, due to the poor environment and medical conditions, the military doctors used almost all means.Anesthetics must be used, but not excessive.The military doctor unbuttoned Ed's military uniform, cut open the black vest with scissors, and saw his abdomen full of bruises—his stomach must have been injured.

Roy, who was ordered to go in to help, gasped, anger swirled in his jet-black eyes—and finally made the color of his eyes darker.He stared closely at the flesh and blood on Ed's calf, which was almost sticky with the bandage, and his breathing was short.

He should have killed all those Ishbal people at that time!Those bloody Ishbals, bloody traitors for hurting his most important person.

"Gunshot wounds, beatings, piercings... My God, what did he go through?" The military doctor who was still talking about Ed's wounds suddenly raised his voice, and he found the scars on Ed's chest, "They actually Broke his ribs!"

It wasn't that the unconsciousness was broken due to the beating, but it was knocked off with regularity under planned experimental conditions.Traces that barely healed with alchemy, bandages that barely stopped the bleeding... The military doctor could fully imagine how bad Ed's condition was before.

"God bless, I hope he has no wound infection." The military doctor said in a low voice. Judging by Roy's speed, it has been almost three or four days since Ed disappeared. Oh no."

Roy, who stood aside to clean up Ed's wound, was silent. He didn't find Ed to carry out the task immediately.And it took too much time to rush over from there—the spread of the flames of war made it impossible for him to move—and it took a certain amount of time to find it.

Roy didn't know how long Ed had been struggling since he escaped alone, and he didn't know what Ed survived by.For the first time, the alchemist, who doesn't believe in gods, pleads for his blessing...to let him live.

"I can't completely solve the problem," the military doctor said to Roy in embarrassment after some emergency treatment.He frowned and gently touched Ed's smooth forehead. He has a son who is about the same age as the blond officer, "so he needs to be transferred immediately."

Speaking of this, the military doctor was silent, and then he strengthened his mind, "It would be great if he could be made to leave the battlefield."

But it is almost impossible to leave the battlefield. Even if injured, the national alchemist must stick to his position.After Roy went to ask President Kim Bradley for instructions, he got such a message.This time, Roy almost overturned the president's desk, which was too harsh for Ed.

"How is it?" Kress, who was waiting outside, stepped forward when he saw Roy come out.

Roy shook his head helplessly. Since the President will not let go, there is no way to send Ed away.As the commander, if he left the battlefield privately, no matter whether he was injured or not, he would be tried by a court-martial.

"Your Excellency the President asked me to use this..."

After returning to Ed's hospital bed, Roy checked the pocket interlayer of Ed's military uniform, and took out a necklace from it. The bottom end was tied with a small transparent bottle, which was filled with red liquid.

His Excellency the President once said before he left that this thing could make the blond boss lying in front of him, with a pale face and weak breathing, come alive again.Although Bradley gave advice, Roy still felt that he could not be trusted so easily.

Seeing the red liquid on Roy's hand, Kress instinctively frowned.

"This is Colonel Elric's..." He held his chin with one hand and carefully observed the object.He has seen it many times, the expression Ed holds it up to the sun and examines it.At this time, the emotions in the eyes of the blond officer would become extremely complicated.

He could probably know that his chief was disgusted and repelled the red liquid.

"Although it's not clear what it is, but..." Roy, who is an alchemist, can feel the power gushing out of it, which is dangerous and difficult to control. "Actually, I don't know how to make medicine."

Roy shrugged and said with a little annoyance that he had never paid attention to this aspect that could truly serve the people.But now he finally felt his own powerlessness, looking at Ed who was connected to the instrument, he didn't know what to do.

Ed's wounds all over his body were wrapped in bandages, and Roy slowly reached out and stroked his wounds.He carefully felt the roughness of the bandage, and there was a deep bone wound underneath.He can probably guess what happened to Ed, the loss of day and night time sense, and the unbearable torture.

Lieutenant Thomas, that guy... was Ed's former roommate.Roy didn't know what caused his former comrade-in-arms to be so cruel to Ed - Moyo was a conflict between races that could not be reconciled.Just like him and Grant, they had different positions and fought for them.

But doing so is taking things too far.Although he also shot Grant, there is no qualitative difference.

"This is war." Ed's adjutant said in a deep voice, and now he began to regret letting Ed take the gun resolutely - at least he would not encounter such a thing, "...my fault."

Kress lowered his head, his hair covering his expression.Maybe he did something wrong from the beginning, but it doesn't make any sense to regret it now.

"Steel... Where is Captain Elric's tent?" Roy turned his head and asked, his hand slowly moved from Ed's abdominal wound to his slightly cold left hand, clenched tightly.He would often carry Ed into his tent and force him to sleep, but he never went to this little bean's place.

"What do you want to do?" Kress stared at Roy, he didn't want to cause any problems with the black-haired man in front of him - then Colonel Elric would definitely get angry when he woke up.

"He should have brought his notes... about medical alchemy." Clenching the glass bottle full of bright red liquid in his hand, Roy decided to try it no matter what.

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Ed's notes were messier than expected. If he wasn't too familiar with his thoughts, Roy probably wouldn't be able to understand them at all.The usefulness of medical alchemy finally had a chance to be revealed, and Roy also began to rejoice that Ed liked to do this type of research, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

pain.

This was Ed's first feeling after he came to consciousness—he was in pain all over his body.His dazed mind was almost unable to process any information. He wanted to move his stiff limbs, but found that there was absolutely no way.

"Don't move—" Ed could hear the muffled voice far away, which intensified his desire to move.He moved a few more times, and the low male voice suddenly became a little helpless, "I told you not to move."

Then Ed struggled to open his eyes, the feeling as if all the bones in his body had been dismantled and reinstalled forced Ed to groan, followed by a fierce gasp.Even though he was so weak, Ed barely lifted his mechanical prosthesis.

The whole body seems to have become something that does not belong to him, only these mechanical prosthetics can be controlled by him.Ed let out a muffled grunt and finally lowered his arms weakly, turning his head to look at the man who had been guarding him.

Ed opened his mouth to say something, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't make any sound.Regardless of Roy's obstruction, even though the smell of blood came out of his throat, Ed still persisted in wanting to speak.

"I..." was a voice so hoarse that even frightened him, "How long have you slept?"

"Long enough." Roy locked on those tired golden eyes. It had been a long time since he saw this color - burning flames, more dazzling than gold.

The too-young blond officer sat up regardless of his body's warning. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, clasped his hands together and launched alchemy before Roy had time to stop it.The mechanical armor forged a beautiful steel blade, Ed waved it symbolically, and then heaved a sigh of relief - the strength is not bad, which means that he can still fight.

At least he can continue to withstand the pressure of fighting