[Steel Flame Steel] Blue Lion

He intends to take the risk of taking the situation that happened to Rust just now—opening the door.

In fact, he couldn't control the refinement perfectly, and he didn't know how many Philosopher's Stones would be needed to open the door. After all, he could feel that Gulatni didn't have much.

What happens when they're thrown over the door, whether they're waiting for death or the next person who opens the door to let them out - Ed says that's something he shouldn't be worrying about right now.

"It's over." The moment he waited for him to close the door, Edot fell to the ground from a half-kneeling position.His face had turned gray, his tense nerves were broken, and he felt like an old clock, which finally slowly stopped swinging.

Before he had time to appreciate the magnificence of alchemy, Kress rushed up and touched his sweaty boss with his fingers.There is no doubt that he must be sent to the hospital now.

The seemingly quick practice actually lasted a long time, and he didn't feel the passage of time until Kress sat on the chair next to the hospital bed.Compared to everything he had imagined, the speed of the battle was already unexpectedly fast—a few hours, how many hours had his boss exhausted his physical strength?

"If I'm not wrong, he should be an alchemist, right?" The attending doctor came in from the door and checked Ed's status again.There was a disapproving expression on his face, as if he wanted to teach the unconscious blond officer a good lesson, "There is nothing we can do if we are exhausted... But burning the wound to stop the bleeding is not a good choice."

Then he pointed to the medicines and explained how Klass should change them.

Kress clenched the pocket watch that Ed handed him, and didn't speak - his boss was too impulsive.

He really wanted to inform Colonel Mustang, but it was obviously not the time yet.He can't make a decision over his superior, even if his superior is lying in a hospital bed.

The doctor seemed a little worried. He pointed to the scars on Ed's body and sternly accused them that they shouldn't be so many and dangerous. Guardian of Ed. "What on earth did you ask him to do?" When he found Ed's ribs with thin white marks, he couldn't help shouting, "This is obviously a man-made mark, you broke his ribs."

It was a scar from a long time ago, but the doctor thought it necessary to seek the help of the military police.

"You didn't burn this to torture him, did you?" He began to suspect the scar on Ed's thigh, with a look of disbelief, as if he might call the guards at any time.

"Of course not." Kress rubbed his temples with a headache, and explained in a good-tempered manner, "This is just a very simple task." He hesitated for a moment and took out Ed's pocket watch, "We It's from the military."

Even with the silver pocket watch representing the national alchemist, the doctor still didn't quite believe it.He squinted his eyes and tried to find some missing evidence from Kleis's face, and was defeated by the other party's sincere expression, "Must be hospitalized, for a week." He said stiffly and irrefutably, and then left .

"One week, I don't have that much time." Ed's hoarse voice interrupted Kress's silence of staring at the door, and he tried to sit up on the bed.The pain of the nerve being pulled made him wake up for a moment, "Before they go to Central City..." Then the pain almost made Ed scream out, and he immediately stopped and gasped heavily, biting his tongue hard.

In the end, he couldn't resist the screaming of his body, his heart was violently beating violently in his chest, and then he began to cough, and his body shook violently-this only made the situation worse, and his wound was involved again.

He didn't know how Hohenheim would deal with Dante this time, so he had to take the worst into account.

"You can't leave the hospital yet." Kles was trying to stop Ed from putting on his shoes, and then watched the blond officer put his palms together and use alchemy, "Brigadier General Elric!" Even with the title of brigadier general, Kles I don't think my boss is as calm as the brigadier general, and can maximize his interests.

"Stay here, Kress." He looked at Ed's stern face, and then showed an infuriating smile, "If I can't come back within the estimated time, please..." He put himself His gaze fell to the silver pocket watch in Kles' hand, and he suddenly felt a little unwilling.

What if he can't see Roy?

The thought was fleeting and not enough to stop Ed.He walked to the window sill to check the situation downstairs, waved to Cress and jumped down.

Chris, who stayed in the ward, saluted, expressing his respect and trust.

Find Lars, then Envi.If Dante still exists, send her through the door in the same way.He didn't go to the previously abandoned warehouse - he calculated that the android should have moved long ago.So he ran straight to the train station, dragging his still wounded body.

"call--"

Ed hesitated while waiting for the train, went to the phone booth and dialed Roy - it was rare for him to take the initiative to contact the man before the battle.

Just listen to his voice.Ed silently warned himself, not seeking help, not wanting to tell him anything - just simply wanting to hear the voice.

"Excuse me……?"

The voice over there stuck in Ed's throat what he was about to blurt out, "Master Mustang... is there?" He paused, adjusting his tone to make it seem a bit businesslike.

"Ah, Brigadier General Elric!" The voice on the other side seemed to be a little excited, and then realized that he was not calm, the soldier cleared his throat in embarrassment, "What can you do... Oh, Major Mustang," the voice on the other end The speed was as fast as a bullet, and Ed almost thought he would bite his tongue, "Can you wait a moment, I mean, Colonel Mustang is now dealing with the protest riots of the Ishbal people, of course, he didn't questionable."

"Riot?" Ed could imagine that kind of scene, but he also knew that Roy could solve it perfectly - anyway, that man is always good at this kind of thing, isn't he, using his own unique way to stop the bloody eruption .

"Need me to serve as Colonel Mustang..."

"No need." Ed returned to his original coldness in an instant. Of course, he would not stand here and wait for Roy to finish the mission.It was just a sudden burst of regret that flooded him like a tidal wave—somewhat breathless and icy cold.

"Need me to relay..." The soldier who thought he was stepping on Brigadier General Elric's pain froze for a moment, then lowered his voice, looking a little pitiful.

"There's no need to do anything." Realizing that his unintentional outburst of temper had frightened the soldier on the opposite side, Ed smiled awkwardly, "Sorry," he shrugged when the soldier couldn't see him, and curled the corner of his mouth nervously, " Don't tell him my call." At this time, the voice contained firmness that could not be refused.

The soldiers over there seemed a little confused, but they still accepted the order - of course, the order from the Brigadier General must be carried out.

After hanging up the phone, Ed sighed heavily, rubbing his tingling shoulders under the setting sun.His thighs protested with every step he took, and fatigue attacked him mercilessly.Medical refining has never been able to have a large amount of effect on the human body, but now he has obviously exceeded the standard.

Went to his.

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"They shouldn't be able to do anything else." Roy pulled his gloves and began to walk quickly towards the camp. He just threatened the Ishbal people mercilessly with high-temperature flames—Ska had already fled Now, it was these brown people that he needed to concentrate on.

"About Ska..." Lieutenant Hawkeye walked behind Roy. She quickly flipped through the report delivered by the military police, frowning seriously.

"He's still in this slum, I'm sure." Roy stopped and looked back at Hawkeye's distressed eyes. "He was injured and couldn't escape."

The expression of the black-haired officer was very confident, and his plans would never go wrong.

"Master Mustang..." A soldier interrupted his confident smile, and then Roy turned around.The soldier was the one who answered Ed's phone not long ago, and now he winked at the man hesitantly.

"What's the matter?" Roy raised his eyebrows. He scanned the soldiers up and down, with a polite and flat smile on his face, "Instructions from the President?"

"Well... nothing." Finally, Brigadier General Elric's obedience defeated the soldier's entangled rationality, and he raised his right hand to salute.Then he nodded to Roy and trotted away.

However, Roy did not force him to stay for questioning. In his perception, Ed was not someone who would take the initiative to call him.And now they're both on different missions—tasks they can't get rid of.

He can't give up here to follow Ed to face artificial humans, just like he can't give up his dream of being the president for Ed.

Ed will not give up dealing with artificial humans for him.

Shaking his head, Roy shook off some of the rationality in his heart that made him feel cruel, and refocused on Hawkeye's report.The ska he burned, yes, he burned the Ishbal man after a great fight, though he