[Steel Flame Steel] Blue Lion

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"Do you like me that much, bastard and incompetent?" Edgar raised his eyebrows. He looked at Roy with a dull face and could only feel a sense of victory coming from the bottom of his heart.Oh, he won't be led by this man all the time, will he?

Roy, amused by Ed's sly smile, smiled again, but Ed stopped him with a finger when he wanted to continue talking.

"Okay, I think we should have a good talk, about your... confession?" Ed tried to keep calm, this was the first time he had encountered such a thing, yes, the first time.Neither in this world nor in Germany had anyone ever said such a thing to him.

"So your performance is not a promise?" Roy brushed Ed's waistline with his hand, feeling his temperature through the black uniform.

"You should know that I joined the army for a purpose, Mustang." Ed changed his name, he worked hard to organize his words, then grabbed Roy's flailing hand, and scanned the man with a strange smile up and down —he looked like he wanted to eat him.

"You once said that on the battlefield?" Roy barely recalled a few fragments. Most of the memories of the battlefield were bloody, and he rarely recalled anything deliberately—since he was sleeping in the office last time. After that, he almost burned the subordinate who brought in the documents.

Things worth dying for.

Roy can probably only remember this. He is always very sensitive to this little bean's lack of appreciation for his life.Obviously he likes to protect others, but he never cares about himself.

"You want to accomplish that?" The black-haired man's originally relaxed tone became serious, and his dangerous smile with ease gradually faded away.Originally, he really planned to take action, which came from a plan proposed by an old friend a few years ago...and directly fell in love with him.

"You know, I have to solve this matter, and I have already planned to dedicate my life." Ed replied dryly, staring at the expression on Roy's face without blinking, "Better than myself , There are always things that are more important than dreams." He moved in order to find a better posture to escape from Roy's control at any time, "You also have your own dreams, don't you?"

This is the crux of the problem. The artificial man is the supreme leader of Amistoris, and the goal of the black-haired man is to become the president.He didn't want to involve the man in front of him in the so-called assassination of the President that might happen in the future—even though Bradley was killed at that time, the arrogant artificial man was this man.

"So you are rejecting me?" Roy asked with a little annoyance. Now he wants to know who made the blond officer develop such a character—no matter what the danger is, he is unwilling to seek help from others .This feeling is very bad, especially not knowing when he will die in an unknown place because of his stubbornness, "I will not accept rejection." Roy said firmly.

"No, I promise you." Unexpectedly, Ed shrugged quite easily, "I just want to tell you that I can't guarantee anything." He can't even guarantee his own safety, let alone the long-term The future is over, "You will one day..." See my dead body?grave?Either way is abysmal.

"Then let me guarantee everything for you." The black-haired man raised his arm and pinched Ed's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Let me protect you and face it with you."

It's not like what Roy would say. Ed stared at him for a few minutes, but he still couldn't react.Blinking his eyes, he finally decided on his own that there was indeed something wrong with the black-haired man today, and then silently gave his thumbs up for his ingenuity.

Do you believe this person... Anyway, Ed didn't intend to believe him.

"Whatever you want." Ed waved Roy's hand away, then stood up from him.He started to frown again and looked at the messy living room in distress.

In fact, it doesn't make much difference to Ed whether he agrees or not. He has always been incompetent about these things.In the first half of my life, I ran around for the Philosopher's Stone. After returning from Germany, I thought I could rest, but I didn't expect the parameters to go back to the wrong time.So he turned around and returned to the same place, but changed from the original Philosopher's Stone to a sealed artificial human.

Roy raised his eyebrows. Anyway, this little bean agreed, so since he agreed, the leadership of the whole matter no longer belongs to him.

Roy, who went to work at the military department the next day, had a smile on his face that made his subordinate, John Harbock, who took office a year ago, feel chills.Holding a large stack of documents, he suddenly felt a chill all over, and then began to wonder if the girl he had just met had hit on the black-haired boss again.

The first thing Ed did when he returned to the central government was to report to the President's Office, and briefly describe the content of his mission.

The purple-eyed Enwei changed into the appearance of other soldiers and stood next to the President, smiling at him, jokingly looking at this blond little bean who had been tortured by him for two years.He can still remember the anger in his golden eyes when he threw the corpse of his subordinate in front of him, and the expressionless face when he was forced to kill.

"Is there any gain, Colonel Elric?" Bradley threw Ed's report on the desk and turned to ask.He always believed that everything was under his control, or in other words, under the control of artificial humans.

They need the Philosopher's Stone to survive...yes, that's right, so they need a lot of it.But after the war, Dr. Marco, who was able to make the Philosopher's Stone, defected and hid in a corner they couldn't find for the time being.

"No, almost all of this information is wrong." Ed replied, he put his legs up on the coffee table in the President's office nonchalantly, and raised his eyes lazily, "Nothing is useful."

"What about research?"

"I didn't participate in the complete research, so I was sent to the front line, Your Excellency." Ed replied quickly, controlling his facial muscles as much as possible so that no suspicious expression appeared on his face.

"Really... You can leave now, Fullmetal Alchemist." Bradley nodded, and by the way indicated that this subordinate did a good job.He is never stingy with admiration, which helps to strengthen a person's confidence.

Ed stood up and saluted, as casually as ever.

"One more thing, Your Excellency the President." Ed, who was holding the doorknob, said suddenly, drawing the attention of two people in the room.

"What?" Bradley asked.

"I met people who also want to get the Philosopher's Stone...they are very strange." Ed carefully concealed the tremor in his voice, warning himself to be calm.

"Oh?" Bradley seemed to be smiling, his eyes narrowed, "How strange, tell me, Fullmetal Alchemist?"

"It's like an immortal body, and there are strange tattoos." Ed replied, the left hand holding the doorknob faded from the blood and looked a little pale, "Ouroboros."

Unimaginable pressure hit Ed, just when he thought he would be killed by Envi or Kim Bradley in the next second, it was like a thousand pounds of air suddenly returned to its original state.

"Next time we meet again, be sure to inform me in time, Colonel Elric."

"Yes."

After closing the door quickly, Ed left steadily.It wasn't until he returned to his office that his whole body softened like mud, and he leaned against the door, gasping for breath.He just wanted to test it slightly, that's all.His back drenched in cold sweat reminded him how urgent the situation was just now, Ed raised his hand and found that he couldn't stop shaking.

"Ha ha……"

He covered his eyes with his hands and laughed.It's really too bold, this kind of words.If he is not careful, he will confess his life there. He should not have been so reckless before... No, if it was before, he would have grabbed the President by the collar and questioned him.

Judging by Kim Bradley's reaction, that is to say, there are other androids that they haven't found... It's probably anger, Master Quan's son.Arrogance, gluttony, greed, lust, anger, jealousy... And this time, he won't let laziness appear—that secretary.

He swears.

"Commander Elric, since you're back, hurry up and review the documents." Kress knocked on the door, awakening the dazed Ed in an instant.

"What are you talking about - I just finished reviewing that weight two days ago!" Ed suddenly jumped open the door and shouted at Cress in surprise.He still remembered the scene where the papers Kress had mailed him buried him—it was so embarrassing, he wasn't actually that small, no!It's all the fault of too many files.

"Has Ken come out?" Kress handed him a document, and then showed a look of success, "There is something that needs your attention."

"Huh?" Ed took the document suspiciously, flipping through it casually - he can always easily get in touch with dangerous links, probably because he is related as an alchemist who does not need to use the formation formation.

The development plan of the country, the purge of the Ishbal people, the abandoned Fifth Research Institute, and... synthetic beasts.

"Who is the person in charge of the original plan?" Ed raised the piece of paper on which the synthetic beast was written and asked.

"Brigadier General Gran...but he doesn't seem to have much time, so he gave the authority of the person in charge to Lieutenant Roy Mustang." Kress answered briefly, he knew exactly what Ed wanted to know, "proposed The experimenter was a national alchemist who just joined the army not long ago, and his name is..."

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