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"You mean...Fullmetal Alchemist?"

The man's suddenly excited tone made Ed slightly frowned, and said angrily, "It's me...do you have any opinions?"

"Opinion?"

Glid stared at him firmly, and said with a smile, "No, how could that be?" Shaking his head frivolously, he murmured, "...So, you are Fullmetal Alchemist...Ha... Haha...hahaha—”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Glid threw away the sunglasses in his hand, allowing it to make a cracking sound, "My luck..."

He said slowly, with a strange joy in his expression, "It's really not so good."

"Brother Glid?"

The woman looked at him with some hesitation, "These two people were sent by the military..."

With a big wave of his hand, Glid stopped the woman's next words. His eyes still did not leave Ed, and he suddenly said, "Hey, you said, what is it that refines the soul and then attaches it to other objects?" How do you feel?"

"What did you say?"

The boy's eyes widened, "How do you know...know..."

"Because I am greedy!"

The man answered loudly, the fanaticism and arrogance in his tone made people look sideways. "Speaking of which, Fullmetal Alchemist, I have been searching for you and your brother for a long time, and I never thought I would meet them here. I will stop talking nonsense, do you want to restore your body? I can tell you how , and in exchange, the method of refining the soul, tell me!"

"That method, why would you want to know?"

His eyes turned cold, and Ed's voice was gloomy.

"what?"

The man elongated his voice as if he had heard something unbelievable, and then he laughed loudly, "Don't you understand?"

He stretched out his thumb and pointed to his chest, "I am greedy Greed, whether it is money, status or women, I want everything! Besides, there is one more thing I must have! Think about it , a body that will never tire, starve, age or even die, is there anything more perfect than that?"

He came over and patted the shoulder of the young man who had been silent since just now, "So, tell me, how does it feel? Huh? Is it satisfying? A body that never needs to rest and eat..."

"Are you... finished?"

The boy didn't move, but his tone was filled with a very dangerous and violent thing, as if it would explode if he was teased a little.

Grid paused for a moment, then said indifferently, "Are you angry now, the kid now..."

"Who do you say is the super short bean that can't be found with a microscope——"

The sharp weapon with an icy aura slashed from bottom to top, bringing a trembling blue light in the air.Glid leaned back slightly, dodging this sudden attack, "No need to eat? No need to rest? A body that won't die? Huh?"

Every time he said a word, the young man took a step forward, followed by the tempered blade on his left hand, "Are you really envious? You are actually envious of that body that makes Al so painful? Whether you are Greed or whatever, go to hell for everything—”

The sharply swung blade stopped suddenly, making a sound like metal colliding.

And Pelsona, who had been standing aside with his expression unchanged, finally raised one eyebrow, and a smile curved at the corner of his mouth, "Is this... the strongest shield?"

The skin that began to change little by little from the arms gradually turned black, and just like that, he blocked Ed's blade with his bare hands.

"so,"

Glid's slightly deep male voice sounded somewhat helpless, "Are all young people nowadays so irritable?"

"What did you say! Bastard—"

"Okay, Ed, stop it."

Pelsona, who had been silent all this time, finally said so.

"Parsona!"

"If we continue to fight like this, we will lose both sides."

Rubbing his forehead helplessly, Pelsona said to the child who was still glaring at him and refused to give up, "You who don't even know how to defeat the man who is called 'the strongest shield' Woolen cloth?"

"But the bastard said Al..."

"Don't you want to know how to restore your body?"

His expression became cold, and Pelsona stopped talking, but there was an invisible threat in his black eyes, and he said word by word, "Get out of the way! Edward Eric!"—as if they didn't They have not lived together for half a year, but they are just insignificant strangers, so cold and indifferent.

"Hey, do you need to be so strict with children?"

Instead, Glid said with a smile, and let go of Ed's blade.

Seeing with his own eyes that the black skin turned back to normal, Edward didn't bother to study Pelsona's attitude. He asked in surprise, "What is he...what?"

That sentence of "what" obviously angered the synthetic beasts around, "It's unforgivable to insult Brother Glid like this!"

The man with the sledgehammer took a step forward and said this angrily, but Glid stopped him with his hand.

"If you don't want to die, it's better not to move."

The man said with a nonchalant expression, he glanced at Pelsona who was still smiling, "That man... is very strong!"

"Brother Glider!"

"Besides,"

He scratched the hair on the back of his head and said with a smile, "Isn't something like an artificial human just 'something'?"

He looked at Ed with a grin, and waved to the people behind him. "Just watch it, kid!"

He said it braggingly.

The huge steel hammer slammed into the back of his head, causing blood to splatter all over.

Ed opened his eyes wide and watched this scene, but found that the man's voice did not stop, and the bloody head began to recover rapidly, accompanied by his voice that was no different. "In this way, even if you have died once."

"Look, this is an artificial human—don't look at me like that, this body is not immortal, it's just made stronger."

He pulled back his strangely bent neck with a "click", "Besides, the person standing behind you probably knows more about such things."

He glanced at Pelsona who had been silent all the time, "Although I am not sure that I am better than you in terms of force, this deal is very cost-effective, isn't it? Rejecting it will not do you any good."

"So, should you think about it?"

The boy's silence was not taken seriously by him. After all, few people could refuse such a condition. After all, it was a win-win situation.

This caused Glide to show a rare blank expression when he heard the unhesitating "I refuse".

"Hey, are you kidding..."

He smiled frivolously, trying to convince this young man who was confused about the situation once again.

"I said, I—rejected."

Regardless of Glide's suddenly gloomy face, Ed repeated his own words word by word, pretending to be contemptuous, "Is there something wrong with your head? You actually want to cooperate with the enemy?"

"The enemy is nothing more than..."

"the most important is,"

The boy's voice suddenly increased, interrupting him, "People like you who step on the ground like shit like other people's pain, what I know, I won't tell you a single word!"

"If you want to refine into a soul, die first and see, bastard!"

Seeing the young man rushing up again, Glider's face was full of trouble, but he didn't hide and stood where he was, turning a blind eye to the approaching blade. "There is such a dead-headed person."

He said this with arrogance and determination that didn't even bother to pay attention to his eyes. "Did I say it, I am the 'Strongest Shield'."

He smiled frivolously, watching the boy bit his lip and rush forward again and again, even if his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he would not give up.

But when he turned around, his face turned pale in an instant.There were still warm, dripping blood on Pelsona's hands, and all around him were the subordinates who had surrounded him just now.

It wasn't until his gaze came over that these lifeless corpses fell to the ground with a cold "bang".

Since when, he couldn't find it at all...his subordinates, it was just in an instant...it was too late to even call for help.

"mission completed."

The man's expression was flat, and his calm voice was more like cleaning a house, rather than taking the lives of several people.He shook off the blood on his hands, turned his gaze in his direction, and even had a polite smile on his face.

"You, kill them."

Glide completely faded away from the frivolous tone at the beginning, and his deep voice was full of murderous intent, irritable and cold.

"Obvious."

Pelsona wiped his hands with paper towels nonchalantly, and then threw them on the ground casually, "From the beginning, this was my mission, and I just carried it out, didn't I?"

"Tsk, this is really rude."

The man's tone paused, and he said annoyed and mildly.

Following his gaze, Glider's pupils shrank suddenly, and the crumpled tissue was hitting a dead body's face, staying there ridiculously, like a pile of superimposed, filthy Rubbish.

"So, it was weird to me from the beginning."

In the silence, Pelso's unhurried voice rang in his ears, "You are obviously just a man-made man, and you really care too much about your subordinates."

"Even if it's 'greedy,'"

He saw the real anger and murderous look on the man's face for the first time, "You have been affected too much."

He smiled, as if enjoying the man's distorted expression, "Is that all you want to kill me?"

"However, you, who are filled with vengeance, can't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all."

As if to match his words, a strong blue light illuminated the entire room, followed by a sharp blade that was deeply pierced into the man's chest.