[Steel Flame Steel] Blue Lion

He pushed him down on the seat, and then covered his eyes with his hands, "5 minutes, if you are still awake after 5 minutes, I will let you get out of the car."

Until Roy helped Ed change into his pajamas and put him on the bed, the sleeping Bean didn't wake up again.Looking at Ed, who was breathing steadily, Roy swept the bangs that covered his cheeks.

As if thinking of something, Roy sat up from the bed and went to the study not far away to pick up the phone.After skillfully dialing several numbers, a serious female voice came from there.

"Master Mustang?"

"Is there any result of the follow-up investigation?" Roy asked. Compared with Ed, he may not be able to rest quickly.Unlike the blond officer, this incident has a more important impact on his rank.He needs to be a great president, no matter the means.

"The one who injured that person was not a national alchemist or a soldier," Hawkeye answered corresponding to the report in his hand. After dealing with the chaos at the scene, she returned to the Eastern Command, a little tired and angry. —after all, her vacation just fell through, "We don't know who it is."

Don't belong to the military, but meddle in these things?Roy rubbed his temples with a headache, "I see." He said calmly, then hung up the phone.

Could it be a third-party force?Roy, who put the phone down, began to pace back and forth in the room, reading the spines of books neatly arranged on the bookshelves, most of which had strange names that had nothing to do with alchemy.If he wasn't an alchemist, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize how precious the books Ed brought from Central City were.

He remembered that Ed liked to record his alchemy in guidebooks and poetry books, and the difficulty of deciphering was more distressing than usual.

"This is?" He accidentally flipped through Ed's folder, which was full of messy notes.If he wasn't too familiar with Ed's notes and ideas, Roy didn't think he could understand it.He also bet that most of the national alchemists couldn't understand it - not because it was too complicated, but because the font was too ugly.

You must know that as long as one of the alchemical symbols is wrong, the overall train of thought will be interrupted.

It recorded in detail matters related to the study of the Philosopher's Stone and the cultivation of the human body, with a large number of experimental conclusions and theoretical foundations. Roy couldn't help frowning because of such content—is he still conducting this kind of research?It doesn't look like it feels like it.Roy, who had been reading carefully for a while, flipped through the pages repeatedly, and then picked out what he needed from the bookshelf.

Most of the research on human body refining and the Philosopher's Stone is official information known to the national alchemists.Turning back, it is already a complex collection of poems.It was an article he had never read that didn't feel like it belonged to this country.It was difficult to understand, and he couldn't even catch the point.But an obvious word was translated—artificial human.

Roy closed the folder, hesitated for a moment, and flicked his fingers to burn it up.Watching the last trace of soot dissipate in the air, he suddenly felt cool.

Turning his head, the black-haired man who was about to go back to the bedroom stared at the messy official documents all over the floor, and cleared his throat in embarrassment.He pulled it out from the deepest part of Ed's bookcase, and made a mess of his files—wait a minute, this house actually belongs to him, right?

Roy, who doesn't like to study alchemy in his spare time, doesn't take up much space at all, and he doesn't like to bring official documents... Maybe it's work home—in fact, he is a little more experienced than Ed in dealing with documents.

Randomly stuffing things into the bookcase, Roy barely closed the door.After clapping his hands, the man who made up his mind to ignore him unbuttoned his military uniform with one hand, and walked towards the bedroom.

Ed was sleeping comfortably in bed, unaware that his bookcase had been messed up.He kicked the quilt, revealing his belly.

"..." He wanted Ed to get rid of this bad habit one day.

"Master..."

The sudden call brought the man in a daze back to his senses, it was just an ordinary dream talk.Speaking of which, this little bean seems to like to mutter to himself in his sleep... What was he talking about last time, a certain theory of alchemy?

"Artificial man, what exactly is that?" Roy lowered his head and leaned closer to Ed's cheek, "I told you a long time ago, steel... don't take the initiative to contact danger." His pronunciation was a bit difficult, and finally With a trace of helplessness, "But I won't stop you."

This was a decision he made after the day he confessed to Ed, just as Ed would not go back to stop his determination to become the President by whatever means, neither would he stop Ed from accomplishing his goal.It was tough, Roy knew, after all no one likes to put their lover in danger.

"But I really hope you can let me participate..." Roy paused for a moment, then smiled domineeringly, lay on his side and locked Ed firmly in his arms, "Maybe there is still life in the future?"

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In fact, Ed heard Roy's whispered words.

Of course, it is impossible for him to be overwhelmed by this sentence like a woman, and it is impossible for him to stop there... He will still try what should be done, and he will still approach the danger that should be touched.And he won't ask for help from anyone, anyone.

"Look, what did you make me miss?" Ed sat behind the desk and patted the document with the back of his hand, staring at Roy Mustang standing in front of him with a pair of dead fish eyes.Naturally, the blond officer would have objections. After all, the artificial human appeared, and he happened to be unable to rush over due to many reasons.

If it wasn't for the person in front of him who delayed his time, let alone Scar, he would probably be able to successfully solve even the artificial human—well, it's just a rough idea.

"I don't think you should feel sorry for it, Steel." Roy shrugged very rascally, stepped forward and took out the information in Ed's hand and set it on fire, "This is not what you really have to worry about." He said Said, the pen thrown by Ed flew towards him in the next second.

"I'll give you ten seconds, and then get out of my office." This was Roy's nostalgia for hearing Ed's roar again after a few years.The part that this little bean could originally show belonged to the officer was not too much, and even now, no matter how he observed the whining or cursing blond officer, he felt like he was acting like a baby.

"Maybe our next date can go to another..."

"roll--"

At the same time that the blue light began to flicker, Roy opened the door lightly, waved his hand, and left Ed with a treacherous smile.He looked a little proud of having escaped the alchemy attack, even if he stepped on the wind in the corridor-Fullmetal Alchemist is still so shy, which is completely opposite to his title.

"God... how did I fall in love with a bastard?" Ed, who wanted to review the file, realized that it had been burned by Roy, and buried his face in his hands regretfully.He should have discovered this attribute of Roy earlier, and then stayed away from him in the military academy instead of taking care of him foolishly.

"Brigadier General, the document I handed over to you, um..." Seeing Roy leave, Kleis walked in, and was about to say something when he saw ashes all over the floor and the nearly collapsed blond officer.Looking young and then putting on an expression of being bullied by his subordinates really made Kress want to laugh, "It seems that you have already solved it."

"Fuck Mustang." Ed cursed secretly, and then got a look of disapproval from his adjutant, "I mean," he tried to make up, "can you give me the same one again?"

"There are no copies, Commodore." After burning all these troubles, Kress felt relieved for his commander.Anyway, it wasn't necessary. Now that Scar had been injured and disappeared, there would be no work for them.

Ed groaned and fell on the desk.The information he finally obtained was killed again. Could it be that he is really going to find Dante, or should he deal with the President first—no, he should start with the one he knows best, perhaps the artificial man he was the first to solve?

"One more thing, Commodore." After collecting all the things he needed from the office, Kress walked to the door and turned around, "Why do I think you..."

"Huh?" Ed lifted his head feebly and blinked.

"More capricious?"

'boom--'

It was another pen that answered Kleiss, and it hit the door along a beautiful parabola.Ed's roar came out of the corridor again, and the anger in it made the decorations on the wall tremble.

Taking a breath, Ed rubbed his nose annoyed.His conditioned reflex should not be to throw the pen but to use alchemy directly, so that the two weak guys will not escape.

Willful?

Thinking of the adjective Kless left before he left, Ed couldn't help but repeat it.He didn't think this word could match him, after all, he didn't even have time to rest, let alone self-willedness.The occasional few times it might have been subconscious, it was all too relaxing to be around these people, so it wasn't his fault.

"Are you willful... I bet you have never seen real self-willedness." Ed slyly