[Comprehensive] Every exam must be passed

(unusual butterfly)

In the hotel room, Bilika was lying on the bed with flushed cheeks.

Hisoka came over and sat by the bed, and said, "I've already called and made an appointment to meet next Monday, is it okay?"

"En." With an ice pack for cooling on her forehead, Bilika pulled the quilt under her nose, sneezed heavily, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Hisoka." After a pause, she added One sentence: "Various things."

Hisoka held his chin expressionlessly and poked her cheek: "Get well soon, I'm so boring by myself."

Bilika had a cold and lay in bed for three days.

Nana shrugged her nose and sniffed the cold capsules that the waiter bought from the pharmacy, swept her paws on the floor, lay down next to her pillow and complained: "If the cauldron is still there, I can make the potion myself, it is much more effective than these things .”

Bilika was sleepy due to the effect of the medicine, so she comforted Nana in a daze: "After the exam, continue to go west. I heard that there are more magicians there, and there should be a magic item shop." .Oh, by the way, I have to go to Youkexin City before that..."

"Hey, if it weren't for that red-haired man, our cauldron wouldn't be lost. There must be some reason for him to leave Dabris in such a hurry, but why do you have to go with him... Hey, listen Have you heard what I said?" Nana patted Bilika with the pad, but Bilika had already fallen asleep, her black curly hair scattered on the snow-white pillow, presenting a contrasting beauty.

"Oh, this silly child." Nana sighed, stretched out her little tongue and licked her face, shrunk into a ball of hair, and fell asleep next to Bilika.

***

A meeting with Admiral Mustang was scheduled for 10:30 am.

Bilika's fever has subsided, but she still has a runny nose.She combed her hair into double ponytails with a comb, and with a hair tie in her mouth, she asked Nana vaguely, "Has Mr. Hisoka not come back yet?"

"No." Nana went around the outside, jumped onto the toilet tank cover and waited for Bilika, wagging her tail, "What kind of person is the general? Will he be like Nobu, who puts a With a stinky face, wipe left and right with a handkerchief, as if the whole world is full of germs except him." Nana sat down with her tail up, her two front paws exaggeratedly imitating Nobu and rubbing back and forth.

Bilika let out a chuckle, and finally combed her bangs in front of the mirror, clenched her fists with both hands, made a cheering gesture to herself in the mirror, and greeted Nana: "Let's go!"

The Eastern Command is located in the center of the city. A wide avenue leads to a white marble building. There are lawns on both sides of the road, and two stone lions are squatting on the gateposts at the entrance.

Bilika had an appointment, so after reporting her name, she was ushered into the reception room smoothly.

After sitting for a while, a man with short black hair and wearing a navy uniform pushed the door in. Bilika quickly stood up and lifted her skirt and bowed slightly: "Nice meeting, Admiral Mustang, I'm Bilika Sinken."

"Miss Sinken, hello." Admiral Mustang shook hands with her, pointed to the seat and said, "Please sit down."

Admiral Mustang asked straight to the point: "I'm sorry, I have limited time, so I hope you can make a long story short. What can Nob ask you to come to me?"

Admiral Mustang's indifferent attitude did not affect Bilika's good mood. She replied with a smile: "I plan to take the National Alchemist Qualification Examination. Mr. Nobu said it was sponsored by the military department. If I contact you first, maybe I will take the exam." Much more convenient."

"National alchemist..." He put down the coffee he just picked up, and looked at Bilika for the first time: "May I ask why?"

"Well, it's because of the agreement." Bilika pursed her lips and smiled: "I made a bet with my mother that the National Alchemist is one of the plans to get the four types of certificates within a year."

"Bet?" Mustang snorted coldly, crossed his hands and crossed his fingers in front of his chin, his eyes were sharp: "If it's just for such a ridiculous reason, I suggest you don't participate, Douding."

"Wait... I don't think it's ridiculous, I'm serious!" Bilika froze for a moment, her face puffed up in anger, and she clenched her fists tightly: "Also, my name is not Douding!"

But Admiral Mustang got up and planned to leave: "Go back, Douding, this place is not suitable for you."

Bilika made a face at his back, and snorted, "Forget it, it's the same when I go to the registration point to register myself!" After speaking, she strode towards the door of the reception room with her head held high, halfway there, but because of Admiral Mustang's words made him stop.

"Ah, I forgot to remind you that there is an age limit for applying for the national alchemist exam." Admiral Mustang smiled viciously, passed Bilika, and walked out with his gloves on: "Are you full? No? , not even fifteen." He held the pure copper round handle on the door and unscrewed it, turned his face slightly, and added in a vague way: "Life is still long, don't be in a hurry to see hell."

Bilika stood where she was, and after a while, her tense shoulders collapsed, and she squatted on the ground covering her face and wailed: "Why are these countries so troublesome!"

***

Back at the hotel, like a puppy waiting for the owner to get off work, Bilika moved a small stool and sat at the door, resting her chin and worrying. When she saw a familiar figure, her eyes lit up and she immediately rushed towards him: "Mr. Hisoka !I need help!"

Strangely, Hisoka seemed to have expected it long ago, and asked: "Is it not going well in the headquarters? ◆"

"Well." Bilika lowered her head wearily: "Is there any magic that can make me grow up immediately? It doesn't need to be too big, just full."

Hisoka squeezed his chin and smiled, his narrow eyes narrowed, full of interest: "There is a way to take the exam without growing up, do you want to try it?"

At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, it was time for the military to start work.

In the park in the middle of the street, a novice mother who took her child out to play took her child off the trash can and accused her: "The trash can is so dirty, how can you climb on it to play?"

The child stubbornly pointed at the trash can, and kept grabbing forward with his little hands: "Ah, ah, butterfly!"

Butterfly?

My mother took a closer look and found that there was indeed a black butterfly flapping its wings on the lid of the non-recyclable garbage bin, which was the same color as the lid of the garbage bin.

She tossed the child in her arms, and said softly, "Want a butterfly? Mom, help you catch it." She leaned over carefully, stretched out her thumb and index finger lightly, and shot like lightning: "Haha, I caught it." ... Huh? Uh, why, can't you take it off?"

She pulled it hard several times, and had to let go of her fingers, and poked the black butterfly, which was hard and integrated with the lid of the trash can.

Not real butterflies, but extremely detailed sculptures of butterflies?But this level of simulation can almost be called a work of art.

"Who would put such an exquisite sculpture in such a place?" The mother murmured suspiciously while looking at the trash can, and the child in her arms suddenly raised her face and clapped her hands and laughed: "Butterfly! Butterfly!"

The mother raised her head with a slight frown, her eyes widened as big as copper bells, and she exclaimed, "Ah—"

At the same time, Eastern Command.

"Admiral!!" Lieutenant Habok almost pushed open the door of Admiral Mustang: "Something happened! In the city, in the city—"

No need for him to talk nonsense, Admiral Mustang immediately dropped the pen and got up to follow him out. The swivel chair that had been kicked into the corner turned around twice alone, and stopped next to the bookcase.

Admiral Mustang, who followed his subordinates to the observation deck, rushed to the fence, raised his military binoculars, and looked down at the East City.

As far as the eye can see, the whole city seems to be turned into a flower garden. Whether it is a residential building or a store, those high and low roofs, thin and tall street lamps... the tops of all artificial buildings seem to bloom countless small flowers in an instant. Flowers, no, not flowers, but butterflies fluttering their wings, with different shapes and colors, densely parked above the east city, even including the head of the stone lion at the entrance of the Eastern Command.

From a distance, some residents who don't know the truth can still hear the chirping discussions and excited laughter.Lieutenant Hubock was not so optimistic. To them, the butterfly swarm was like a cloud of ink weighing on their heads.

"Damn it, who the hell is it!" To be able to get past the police's investigation and make such a big commotion in the city is a complete challenge to the military's defense capabilities.He bit his cigarette butt and suggested to Admiral Mustang: "The order must be issued immediately to let the people take refuge! Such a large-scale refinement, the other party must not be alone, this time it is just a butterfly, if..."

Admiral Mustang seemed to have never heard of it. He slowly lowered his arm, and the telescope slipped from his hand and fell to his feet.He swayed, holding on to the fence as if he couldn't stand still, he was so shocked that he couldn't help himself, and uttered four words with trembling lips: "Thousands of butterflies are dancing..."

***

And Bilika, who was squatting by the artificial lake in the center of the city, stood up and slapped the dust off her hands, wiped the thin sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, raised her face with a smile, and asked excitedly, "How, how? Did it succeed? This is the first time I have used this to form an array!"

Hisoka stood on the top of a tall tree, with his thumb and index finger forming a ring, and placed it in front of his eyes like a telescope. The corners of his lips were almost raised to the height of his earlobe, and his high-pitched voice showed his current excitement: " Big success."

"Quick! Center here and search for a radius of five kilometers, especially near water sources. Don't let an ant go!" Admiral Mustang personally led the team to the center of the city, and soldiers with live ammunition formed a column and shuttled through each In the alley.

The female officer Lisa was guarding him with a gun, looked up at the densely packed butterflies above her head, and asked in a low voice: "The general seems to understand?"

General Mustang's expression was very serious: "If you joined the army a year earlier, you should have heard of this name, "Alchemist of the Black Butterfly", Tiki Mick. "

"Black Butterfly?"

"Ah, a lunatic who was convicted of treason and should have died 13 years ago." He stroked the flaming red butterfly on the fire hydrant. Immediate supervisor."

Thirteen years ago, it was a very sensitive number for almost all current military officers above the middle rank.

Lisa's eyes flickered, she frowned unexpectedly, and asked directly: "Is it related to the Ishwar Annihilation War?"

In the east of Amistorius, there used to be a region called Ishwar.

The Ishbal people, a tribe living there, believed in the god of the earth and hated alchemy that violated the laws of nature, so they had constant conflicts with Amestorius, who valued alchemy.

Thirteen years ago, the central government issued an order to wipe out Ishwar, and dispatched a large number of troops and national alchemists to the east.

The war ended with a complete victory for Amestorius.But in the eyes of many people, that can't even be called a war, but a massacre.

Crazy, brutal, even babies and pregnant women, massacre.

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