Chapter 101: The Journey

After a long conversation with Edward, it seemed that all the doubts in his mind had been solved. However, in Liu Mengchao's opinion, there is still one point, and until now he is not very clear. Obviously, Fullmetal Alchemist is an anime that I haven't seen before, but one thing is very clear.

This anime is definitely not a tragic ending, at least in the end, it should follow the path of defeating the last enemy and achieving the final victory. But if you just look at the power that the two Edward brothers have, no matter how you look at it, I'm afraid you won't be able to get such an ending, right?

The strength of the alchemists standing opposite the androids was, to be honest, still a little too weak. It can't even be considered a truly powerful resistance.

So...... Where will the key to victory be in the end?

Liu Mengchao squinted his eyes, raised his head to look at the bright starry sky above his head, and couldn't help but smile. He was now on his way to the center from Dabris, where Master Edward was. As always, it's still a scene of birds and flowers, full of freshly blooming flowers, and occasionally a firefly or two flickering and flying under the faint starlight.

Liu Mengchao measured the ground under his feet with his own feet, as if this journey was not very far away, and it seemed to be close at hand, and it could be reached in a blink of an eye.

Liu Mengchao didn't walk fast, but his voice moved so quickly under the starry sky. There was silence all around, with no human voices or animal sounds, as if everything had fallen into a deep sleep as the sun set.

Liu Mengchao didn't walk fast, but his footsteps suddenly stopped. Dabris is in the south of the country, and the best way to get to the center is to go all the way north to the heart of the country.

"Didn't you keep up?"

Liu Mengchao is now standing in the middle of a wilderness, looking around at no one. He looked back in the direction he had come. He smiled and tapped the corners of his mouth. If the artificial people followed in his footsteps, they would now be seen by themselves in this wilderness where there was no shelter at all. But now there is no one in his eyes.

It's quiet, quiet and makes people can't help but put their feet down, people can't help but breathe lightly, and people can't help but want to revel in this peaceful moonlight.

Liu Mengchao didn't walk fast, which didn't mean that he couldn't see the distant scene clearly. A small flame actually appeared at the end of Liu Mengchao's sight, and such a thing made him curious. Who the hell is that person. Why would anyone live in this wilderness?

With the doubts in his heart, Liu Mengchao's footsteps had already walked towards the flickering fire. Liu Mengchao was not a careless person, and when he saw the bonfire, he had already judged it with his Assassin's Creed bloodline.

It was clear that the man next to the burning campfire was shining with a blue glow representing friendly troops. Such a person is already rare enough for Liu Mengchao, after all, in Liu Mengchao's view, there are people in this world who have the same purpose as himself. It shouldn't be too much.

While thinking, Liu Mengchao's footsteps followed and walked over. He wasn't fast, but in the blink of an eye, he was already beside the blazing flame.

"Who are you?"

The man by the bonfire watched Liu Mengchao's figure emerge from the darkness, and his face couldn't help but show a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. Although he had a smile on his face. But there seemed to be a hint of wariness in his eyes.

"Me?"

Liu Mengchao stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, shook his head slightly, and sat down directly by the campfire. The firewood was piled up in a pile, and the flames crackled in it. The flames in it also warmed Liu Mengchao's body walking in the wilderness little by little.

"Liu Mengchao."

"Hoffenheim. Eric. The man sitting in front of Liu Mengchao smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand to point at himself, and slowly said his name.

Hoffenheim?

Liu Mengchao had not heard of this name. However, this person's surname Liu Mengchao is very familiar. Or maybe it's one of the few surnames he knows in the world.

This is the surname of the Edward brothers. As soon as he thought of this, Liu Mengchao's thoughts couldn't help but climb past the two Edward brothers and have even a little association.

"You ......" Liu Mengchao carefully observed the man in front of him, but did not speak. Liu Mengchao has always had a set of people. However, the man in front of him made Liu Mengchao feel a little weird.

The man did not look old, he was only about forty years old. However, there is a depression between the eyebrows that ordinary people do not have, and if this man is fifty years old, I am afraid that no one will not believe it. It's just that although his expression makes people feel calm and abnormal, his face and body are full of youthful feelings, as if the years have not left the slightest trace on his body at all.

It's weird.

Liu Mengchao thought to himself, but moved his gaze to Hoffenheim's hand. Held in his hand was an oval-shaped flask. Facing Liu Mengchao's gaze, Hoffenheim smiled slightly, and handed over the wine jug in his hand. Liu Mengchao did not refuse, took it from Hoffenheim's hand, unscrewed the cap, and took a big sip.

Choking!

The taste of the sake is pure, but it is also very sweet, like a burning flame, which makes people's throat burn slightly. This feeling is somewhat new.

"Hoffenheim......" Liu Mengchao said slowly while shaking the flask in his hand, "Although I have not heard of your name, your surname is very familiar. ”

"Oh?"

Hearing Liu Mengchao's words, Hoffenheim's eyes couldn't help but light up, and his eyes focused on Liu Mengchao's body. Facing such a gaze, Liu Mengchao nodded slightly.

"Well, it's familiar." Liu Mengchao said as he fumbled out a silver pocket watch from his pocket. I saw that this silver pocket watch seemed to be a little brighter under the reflection of the firelight.

"You see, this is the proof of the national alchemist, the silver pocket watch." As soon as Liu Mengchao threw it away, the silver pocket watch flew up from in front of Liu Mengchao, crossed a steady arc in the air, and landed beside Hoffenheim. He leaned down and picked up Liu Mengchao's silver pocket watch, but threw it directly to Liu Mengchao.

"National alchemist? Why are you here? ”

Hoffenheim asked with a smile, a plain and comfortable smile on his face. His smile is comfortable to look at, but it doesn't carry too much emotion, as if the person is extremely dull.

The country in which the story of Fullmetal Alchemist takes place can be said to be a completely military country. In other words, the army comes first in everything. And as a secret weapon in the army, or an important combat power, the national alchemist is also a group with a very high status. So it's still rare for an alchemist like Liu Mengchao to travel on his own feet without taking a free train.

"Why?"

Liu Mengchao can understand Hoffenheim's doubts, and he doesn't even have too many doubts in his heart. However, although Liu Mengchao did not have any surprise in his heart, he was still very interested in seeing this man with the same surname as Edward's brother.

I saw Liu Mengchao casually throw the silver pocket watch in his hand directly into the bonfire, and then the corners of his mouth grinned.

"Because now I am almost an alchemist who has betrayed the country."

"Betrayal of the country?"

It's not the first time Hoffenheim has seen a traitor, but there are still too few people like Liu Mengchao in front of him, who say that they betrayed the country with a light face. It is precisely for this reason that his interest has become even stronger.

"What's going on?"

Hoffenheim asked, leaning forward slightly, allowing himself to lean closer to Liu Mengchao.

The bonfire in front of the two of them also burned slowly at this time, crackling, dispelling the cold under the night sky little by little.

"It's a long story, but would you like to listen to me slowly?"

Liu Mengchao looked at Hoffenheim, twisted the cap of the flask with his right hand, and said with a smile. (To be continued......)