[Steel Doujin] Catch Adzuki Beans

After a piercing whistle, accompanied by thick black smoke gushing into the sky, the bumpy train finally drove into the platform slowly.

His fingers twitched twice, and the handle of the suitcase came out from between his fingers, and it was about to hit the ground.

A hand stretched out from the side firmly caught the suitcase that almost fell to the ground, and looking up through the white glove on my hand, I saw the golden light flowing in the boy's pupils due to the backlight.

"Tsk, don't move around before the injury is healed. Anyway, I can carry one more box, so you don't need to be too grateful to me."

Edward said, carrying my suitcase on his back, and put his free hand under my nose.

"hurry up!"

My fingertips trembled slightly, and without much hesitation, I put my fisted hand in Edward's palm, and then slowly opened it to clasp his palm.

Fits seamlessly.

I opened my mouth, and my throat, which had been sewn up intact by the thread, didn't hurt from the act of swallowing saliva.My other hand clenched and let go, clenched and let go, and finally relaxed in vain.

With Al's ambiguous eyes all the way, the three of us came to a remote and deserted small town.

Edward used alchemy to save a little girl trapped under a pile of construction site materials, and gained the favor of the townspeople and was invited to their home for entertainment.

It can be seen that this small town is not as conservative as the few small towns I encountered before. Here, the alchemist is generally respected by the residents.

The residents took the initiative to explain the situation in their town. Their town is famous for unearthed gold, but recently for unknown reasons they can no longer mine gold, resulting in the unemployment of most residents, and the town seems to be deprived Dying like angry.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang at the door, and a black-haired man broke into the house with a basket of lemons in his arms.

The black-haired man named Bergio asked about the girl Alisa's condition with concern, but found everyone in the room angrily condemning him, but the kind Alisa excused him, claiming that she didn't care about his business, it was her Volunteering for Uncle Bercio.

This little episode didn't last long, and the witty black-haired man put down the basket of lemons and left sadly, while Alisa coughed violently and anxiously.

The cough that seemed to cough up all the lobes of the lungs pierced my eardrums, and even the injured throat felt itchy.

After driving away the black-haired man, the residents continued their unfinished business.

The residents of the town who respectfully called Edward the Alchemist did not hide the urgency and fanaticism in their eyes, "Although the current situation is indeed not optimistic, it doesn't matter, as long as you have the Philosopher's Stone, as long as you have The Philosopher's Stone can restore the prosperity of our town."

Edward's expression froze when he heard the sensitive words, and he was ready to inquire about the whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone.

I sighed insignificantly, and felt that Edward really had a relationship with the Philosopher's Stone. No matter where he went, there would be the whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone, whether it was true or not.

"So, may I ask the honorable name of the alchemist?" The residents laughed and surrounded Edward and Al, and I moved back to make room for the small space.

When someone asked about his name, Edward raised his head and pointed at himself with a thumbs up vigorously: "My name is Edward Elric."

Al imitated Edward shyly, pointed to his chest with his thumb and said, "My name is Al Elric."

"As for her." Edward's index finger pointed at me from a distance across the group of people surrounding him, and then turned into a thumb pointing at himself, showing his white teeth, "She is my subordinate."

The appearance is close to the appearance of the underworld boss introducing his younger brother to the gang.

I smiled faintly and gave him a punch in the back of the head faintly without knowing why.

Although I am indeed his subordinate, I always feel uncomfortable to mention it from his mouth, as if I don't quite agree with his statement in my heart.

Well, maybe it doesn't seem like it should be.

After our introduction, the residents suddenly fell silent. I looked back at Edward decisively, and found that he did not foolishly take out the alchemist pocket watch this time and did not say that he was an officer. so weird.

"You say you are Brother Edward?" Resident A shouted loudly, his cross-eyed eyes were full of distrust and ridicule.

With a big wave of his hand, he drove us to the door of the room like chickens, and then poked a castle on a high mountain in the distance and said angrily: "You liars, the real brother Edward is there! You think about it before you come again." Say who you are!"

Unfortunately, we were once again shut down.

From being respected to being questioned as a liar, Edward's experience can be said to have fallen from heaven to hell. He faced the direction of the castle pointed by the residents just now, his eyes were breathing fire, and he said through gritted teeth: "Damn it, how could you Someone dares to steal my name!"

We hit it off, and we decided to explore the castle at night, unmask the fake Edward Brothers, and get intel about the Philosopher's Stone.

Bypassing the soldiers guarding the castle and coming to a remote corner of the castle, Edward used alchemy to open a door in the usual old way, and quietly entered the castle.

Going around the dark and winding passage, Edward stopped in a room full of books.

"They are indeed studying the Philosopher's Stone, and here are all the information on the Philosopher's Stone." Edward covered his mouth solemnly and thought, staring intently at the book in his hand.

"Someone is coming." I reminded Brother Edward in a low voice, then turned towards the gate, and took out the steel wire warily.

There is a dull pain in the shoulder blade of the arm, which leads to the lack of flexibility of the fingers, and the movement of pulling out the steel wire is still a bit slower than usual.

Two dark figures appeared from the glaring light at the door, and the arrogant man with his hands in his pockets reminded: "This is a place where outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Edward's face changed when he saw them, he threw away the book in his hand, and said bitterly: "Are you out, you fakes!"

"It turns out that you are the genuine Edward." The man who walked down the steps step by step told the truth in an emotionless voice, with an appearance of not caring about being exposed by others.

He looked past me at the front, then Edward, who was a little shorter than me, and went straight to the burly Al at the back.

Sensing the impostor's gaze, Edward jumped up violently and stood in front of Al: "No, no! Edward is me! It's me!"

False Al, who was hiding behind False Edward, popped up and asked suspiciously, "Hey, you're actually my brother?"

"Do you have an opinion?" Edward grinned at Al with a menacing smile.

Probably because Edward's ferocious appearance was too lethal, False Al whimpered and hid behind False Edward.

"Don't get excited, it's not good to recruit guards." False Edward smiled and stood still in front of Edward, "It turns out that the real brother is wearing armor."

False Edward's indifference angered Edward, his voice suddenly cooled down, and said, "What? Want to fight?"

"If you go back obediently, I won't fight with you."

My answer to the false Edward is, a row of brushed steel wires.

"You also have to ask me if I promise not to fight with you."

False Edward, who had barely escaped, could no longer remain indifferent. He looked at me warily, and pulled away from me.After hesitating for a while, False Edward calmed down, looked at everyone present and said, "We want to use your names to stay here for a while, and we will leave soon."

"Is this the attitude of a benefactor?" Edward pointed to the floor with a stern face, "Sit down!"

Seeing that everyone was still guessing Edward's intentions, I coughed lightly and turned my head away from this messy scene when I didn't come back to my senses.

"I said you sit down!" Seeing no response from the other party, Edward pointed to the ground vigorously and said, "You are not allowed to look down on me!"

"puff--"

Any sound in the silent room is extremely clear, and with a swipe, everyone's eyes are focused on me, especially Edward's eyes, which almost want to swallow me alive.

I hurriedly retracted the radian of the corners of my mouth, lowered my head and pretended to cough.

False Edward also came back to his senses, and after understanding Edward's intentions, he couldn't help teasing: "So that's the case, no wonder you care so much, you're still at this height at the age of 15."

Edward was angry. Although he had been angry from beginning to end, this time he seemed to be serious.

Stretching his fists and stretching his legs, punching and kicking, Edward's fists failed every time. Looking at the fake Edward, he still looked relaxed and harmonious, neither arrogant nor annoyed.

The hostile situation made Edward even more annoyed, and the hand-to-hand combat of martial arts gradually escalated into a combat of alchemy.

And in the process of fighting, he even discovered a shocking ability of False Edward - he can also be refined without forming a formation, just like Edward.

"You don't need to form an array, he really used the Philosopher's Stone." I couldn't help but look sideways at the fake Edward, and the steel wire in my hand was about to move.

The light of alchemy of Edward and False Edward collided, the indigo light of Edward and the crimson light of False Edward intertwined, and the gorgeous colors were as breathtaking as fireworks blooming in the dark night.

It's a pity that I can't have such a beautiful light.

I clenched my fist secretly, and lowered my ten fingers. A hot flow still gushing from my tendons converged on each fingertip, forming several blue-purple threads.

Let me see if the ability that does not belong to this world will win in this alchemy duel!

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