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Dablis town.

Pelsona looked at the young man who was a little distracted after getting off the train, and didn't rush, but walked to the place where the young man stood side by side with him, and looked at the not-so-bustling scenery of this small town with him.

After a long time, the young man beside him let out a deep breath, as if returning to reality from some memory, he glanced at the silent Parsona, and secretly clenched his fists. "Let's go!"

Pelsona smiled slightly, "Ed, don't you have anything to say?"

The young man paused in his forward steps, then turned around and said in a gloomy tone, "You bastard, you thought you were a little more considerate, but the result is still the same bad... Wouldn't it be better if you kept silent like before?"

"All right,"

The man smiled, and his slender black eyes glowed evilly, "It's rare that Al is not here, how should I tell him when I go back? After all, I was asked by that child to take good care of you, an idiot brother."

"...insidious bastard!"

The boy looked as if he wanted to pounce on him, but the gloomy look on his face just now disappeared all of a sudden.The young man froze for a moment, then suddenly lowered his fist, and said awkwardly, "Thank you."

As if surprised by someone's reaction, Pelso's smile deepened, "This is not like you, Steel."

"so……"

The boy couldn't bear it anymore and said, "When are you going to talk in that tone, and you still use that voice exactly like someone, it's really annoying to the extreme!"

"Sure enough, there is something I want to hide from Al."

Paying no attention to the boy's words, Pelsona lowered his head slightly and looked directly into the boy's golden eyes, "You used so many poor excuses to keep Al, what is the reason?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head in frustration, "Is it that obvious?"

"what,"

Pelsona looked at him, "I'm afraid Al only agreed to stay so that you wouldn't worry."

"Ha ha,"

The boy suddenly laughed lowly, "'Idiot brother who can't even lie', he must have said that?" He opened his hands, stared at his palm silently, and said suddenly, "Hey, Pelso Then, what kind of existence is a national alchemist?"

Obviously, he didn't need anyone's answer, but continued on his own, "A lackey of the army, an executioner on the battlefield..."

"What they said was not wrong."

Pelso said, with a cold and indifferent expression, "The National Alchemist is such an existence."

"what,"

Ed laughed, but exhaustion appeared on his immature face, "But why, even if they treat former comrades-in-arms, can they use them as consumables for experiments, and then issue such an order to kill them?" That's why you kept Al."

Pelsona turned his eyes away, not looking at the boy's slightly trembling hands.

"That's right,"

He said, "Things like this... things like this, as long as I do it alone. So,"

The young man slowly clenched his palms, and said in a deep voice, "Don't tell Al, otherwise, even if it's you, Parsona, I will never forgive you."

The whistling wind overwhelmed more conversations between the two, and Pelsona looked at the boy who was staring at him stubbornly, but his eyes implying pleading, and finally said, "Then, before going back, have a good rest. Wash off the smell of blood, Ed."

"...I don't need you to remind me of this, it's so long-winded, uncle."

The boy pursed his lips pretending to be disdainful, and turned around to look at this small town that was still covered with wind and sand, but he really looked relieved.

"by the way,"

He turned around with a wry smile on his face, "Another reason why I didn't let Al follow me is that this is where my master lives in seclusion."

"And I'm here to receive the punishment."

When he said this, the boy lowered his head that had been held high, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.But Pelsona clearly knew how much grief was in the boy's heart when he said those words, so much so that the golden hair that should have been brilliant was so dim that it couldn't reflect it. of light.

####################################### "Devil's Bar,"

Pelsona stood in front of the slightly dilapidated door, reading out the words on the signboard.

"It's here,"

The young man beside him took a deep breath, "Kill all synthetic beasts, this is an order from the President himself."

"Because they no longer serve in the military?"

Pelsona raised the corners of his mouth, "People in the Fifth Research Institute seem to be very dissatisfied with their results."

"There's no need to talk nonsense,"

Glancing at the man's smile on the corner of his mouth, Edward was a little irritable and authentic, but when he raised his head, he met a pair of cold black eyes.

"What a headache,"

The person said in a sighing tone, "Senior Edward, you are so ugly with such a hesitant expression."

"Absolutely, will be killed."

Pelsona smiled and uttered extremely cold words like this.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and when he was about to say something, he was pushed behind him with both hands, and the sound of the door being pushed open came to his ears, "After a while, don't get in the way. Hey, senior."

"A synthetic beast that can talk, how is it possible..."

"So, are these the objects to be eliminated?"

Under the dim light, Pelsona raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gaze stayed on these creatures that were obviously not just human beings, "Will you combine humans and beasts?"

He showed a frivolous smile and whispered to himself, "That is to say... a half-demon? Tsk, it reminded me of bad memories."

"National Alchemist again,"

The woman with stripes on her face frowned and said to her companion in disgust, "Which batch is this already?"

"Well,"

The man with a lizard-like tail beside her thought for a while, "I don't remember."

"Anyway, no matter how many people are sent, there will only be one result."

The other man showed a wild smile and licked his lips, "As long as Brother Glid is around, the alchemist will just die. Besides,"

He looked at the little Ed with disdain, "Even children are sent here, when did the military degenerate to this point?"

Holding the boy who was about to jump up, Pelso smiled slightly, "If I'm not mistaken, you originally belonged to the military department, right?"

"Select soldiers with excellent physiques during the war, and then secretly send them to the Fifth Research Institute as experimental materials and synthesize them with various animals in an attempt to create more advanced creatures... Not everyone can achieve such an ambition Achieved."

"Who else would do such a thing except those lunatics!"

The woman said excitedly, "Out of a thousand soldiers, less than ten survived! It's all thanks to them that we have become like this!"

"Still coming to help them until now, the national alchemist is worthy of being a running dog of the military department."

She sneered, staring closely at Pelsona's eyes, but met a pair of black eyes that were so cold that there was no fluctuation.

The handsome man smiled slightly, "Isn't it too naive to want to provoke us in this way?"

The woman couldn't help but pause, and then saw the black-haired man looking around the place indifferently, "Whether it's a former comrade-in-arms or an innocent victim, the person standing here now is my enemy—— That's all."

The smile on his lips became colder, and he said slowly, "Woman, in another world, there is a kind of people called ninjas. The meaning of their existence is that the mission is above everything else, and the army is actually the same. As Don't you, a former soldier, understand this?"

Those who can raise the butcher's knife at the children of Ishbal have long since lost their qualifications as "innocents".This woman should understand better than anyone else. Then, Pelso looked back at the boy's shaken expression and sighed softly. Is her goal Ed?

"It's a waste of effort."

Coldly uttering these four words, Pelso's expression was contemptuous but filled with untraceable excitement.He remembered, this place, and these subordinates, so the person who leads them must be...

Gently raised his right hand, there was nothing threatening in the empty hand, but gradually there was something slippery, as cold as a snake crawling through everyone's heart a feeling of.

The man is still smiling. "If you defeat all of you, will the leader come out?"

"Hey...it's not good."

Quietly wiping off the cold sweat that broke out from his head at an unknown time, the man with a huge hammer said to his companion, "Could it be that this person's goal is..."

Before he finished speaking, the iron door was kicked open with a "touch", and the man wearing small round sunglasses maintained his posture of kicking the door, and smiled frivolously, "You don't need to knock down so many people, the leader has already There it is, this little brother."

He raised his eyebrows at this address, and Pelso carefully looked at the black sleeveless top and straight hair that were exactly the same as in his memory. The corners of his cold eyes finally raised slightly, and there were some waves—— More pleasant, but also more evil eyes. "It really is you."

"It's not easy,"

The man scratched his hair, which would not be smoothed no matter what, and said with a distressed expression, "Little brother, have we met before? If you live too long, your memory will deteriorate."

"No, actually, I didn't expect you to care so much about your subordinates."

Pelso stared directly at the sharp eyes of the man behind the sunglasses, "Greed of Greed, I never thought I would meet the artificial human I've been looking for for a long time, and that person is you."

"It seems that you do know me."

The man's originally lazy voice was a bit more dignified, and he reached out to take off his sunglasses, "Not only do you know synthetic beasts, but you also know artificial humans... When did someone like you appear among the national alchemists?"

He casually untied the silver pocket watch on his waist and twisted it around his fingertips. Pelso glanced at the pensive Ed, smiled and said, "Although I am a newcomer who has just passed the exam, I am indeed a national alchemist. .”

"True alchemists don't do that with their precious pocket watches,"

With a playful smile, Glid touched his chin, "Well, but since you already know my name, shouldn't it be fairer to name me?"

"It was indeed my negligence."

Pelsona's performance made people feel that the one in front of him was not his enemy, but a polite gentleman. He smiled and withdrew his hand, "I am Pelsona, the alchemist of the red lotus, and this It's Edward Eric, Fullmetal Alchemist."

"You mean...Fullmetal Alchemist?"

Glid's eyes suddenly lit up.