Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Oscar was somewhat stunned by the girl in front of him. After a moment of stunned silence, he said to Isaac, "Your assistant is truly outstanding."

“Of course, hahaha.” Isaac was also very happy, wondering where Violet had learned her manners.

"In that case, please come with me to the car." He then opened the back door and invited them in.

After the two got into the car, it started and drove towards their destination.

It has been some time since Oscar's wife passed away. Although Oscar has not fully recovered from his grief, he has managed to suppress his longing and is focusing on taking care of his daughter.

His wife died from a genetic disease, so it was obvious that his daughter also had the same disease.

Oscar had previously traveled to various hospitals, pleading with all sorts of people, gathering information, and trying new drugs, but unfortunately, he saw no hope of curing his daughter, let alone any hope of recovery.

Meanwhile, his own daughter was constantly suffering from the torment of medication.

Oscar was almost in despair when he met the legendary alchemist at a banquet, which rekindled his hope.

The car drove slowly along the country road.

“Gentlemen, we’re almost there.” Oscar pointed to a house not far away. “That’s my home.”

Beside a small lake in Roswell, a small house stands quietly. This is Oscar's home.

Although the cottage is not large, it has a charming old-fashioned feel and a sense of history.

"Oh! What a beautiful house!" Isaac exclaimed, looking at the house by the lake.

"I'm glad you like it, sir." After parking the car next to them, the three of them got out and walked towards the house.

"Oscar, if you'd like, tell me about your daughter's current health condition first. Although I'm confident in the treatment, more information will increase the chances of success." As he spoke, he took out a small notebook and a pen from his pocket, ready to start taking notes.

“Oh, okay, that’s the general situation…” Oscar told Isaac what he said and then explained some of his daughter’s situation.

The three of them walked to the door.

Just as Oscar was about to take out his key to open the door, the door opened by itself.

A figure suddenly ran out.

Violet saw the figure rushing out and immediately stood in front of Isaac to protect him.

"Don't get agitated," Isaac told Violet to calm down.

A figure rushed to Oscar and hugged him tightly, exclaiming in a clear voice, "Dad, you're back?"

“Olivia, I’m back.” Oscar said softly to the figure hugging him, then gently scolded, “You’re not fit enough to get out of bed yet. Go back to bed and lie down.”

"But Daddy suddenly disappeared, and I'm very worried." The little girl named Olivia looked aggrieved.

"Alright, I understand. Dad has found someone who can cure your illness this time." He said, pointing to Isaac behind him.

"Doctor?" The little girl looked very nervous. It seemed that she had been treated by different doctors, but her illness had not been cured and she had suffered terribly from the medication. She thought Isaac was a doctor and was full of resistance.

Isaac simply smiled, casually plucked a few weeds from the ground, and before the little girl's astonished eyes, a flash of lightning appeared, and an orchid appeared in Isaac's hand.

He bent down slightly and offered the orchid in his hand to the little girl: "Here, this is for you, beautiful lady."

"Wow, amazing! Is big brother a magician?" The little girl was very excited after receiving the flower and ran over to ask Isaac in a chattering voice.

“Not a magician,” Isaac said with a smile.

"He is an alchemist."

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Rookie Doctor Prepares for Treatment

Giving flowers to the little girl had no other meaning. As mentioned before, Isaac rescued a doctor couple from the battlefield of Ishvalan. Isaac would occasionally ask the couple for medical advice, and they would teach Isaac quite seriously, also telling him how to get along with patients.

They mentioned one point: First, trust must be maintained between patients and doctors, and patients should not develop unnecessary fear of doctors.

So when Isaac saw that the little girl was afraid of his identity as a doctor, he decided to put on a show first.

The results proved to be effective.

“An alchemist? Wow! That’s amazing!” Oscar’s daughter exclaimed, then circled around Isaac.

"Is it true that alchemists can turn stones into gold?"

Can alchemists really turn water into fine wine?

"I've also heard that alchemy can create elixirs of immortality!"

The little girl was very excited. She had only ever heard about alchemists in the stories her father told her before, but she never expected to actually meet a legendary alchemist today.

“Alright, Olivia, don’t cause Mr. Isaac any trouble.” Oscar picked up his daughter. “You’re not feeling well right now, so don’t get out of bed. Go back to your room and rest.”

"Okay, okay~" The little girl was reluctant, after all, it was her first time meeting an alchemist in real life and she wanted to stay by Isaac's side, but she didn't want her father to worry, so she obediently went back to her room to lie down. After entering the room, she peeked out and looked at Isaac with reluctance.

Oscar invited the two to sit down at the table and made three cups of tea. The three of them sat at the table and chatted.

“Haha, Mr. Isaac, don’t mind her. My daughter is just a bit mischievous,” Oscar said with a smile to Isaac.

“No, it’s good for children to be lively,” Isaac said casually, then seemed to remember something and asked, “Your daughter’s name is…Olivia?”

"Yes, Olivia Webster, that's her name."

"That's quite a coincidence. The person who picked me up from the northern border also had this name," Isaac said with a sigh.

"Eh? Really?" This was the first time Oscar had heard about the young alchemist's background.

Violet also perked up her ears, feeling curious after discovering that Isaac had a similar experience to hers.

“Yes, when I was abandoned in the icy north, a woman in military uniform brought me back to the fortress. That woman is now a major general in the Northern Army of Amestris, known as the ‘Ice Queen’—Olivia Mia Armstrong.” Isaac said as he recalled, “To me, she was a mother, a sister, a teacher, and a superior.”

"What a coincidence! I never imagined that my daughter would share the same name as such a woman. I hope she will grow up to be as outstanding as her."

Oscar thought that a female major general who could find and train a state alchemist must be very outstanding, and Mr. Isaac's tone seemed to show her great respect.

"Yes, she's an excellent woman. She commanded her soldiers to slaughter those useless Doracoma soldiers, leaving none alive. Then she personally charged into the enemy ranks with a knife, killing each invader one by one. Because of her cruel and merciless methods, the people of Doracoma called her the 'Demon of the North.' She's truly amazing," Isaac said proudly, stroking his chin.

"..."

"By the way, I heard you want your daughter to become like her..."

“Mr. Isaac, you must have misheard!” Oscar quickly shook his head.

"Oh, is that so?" Isaac didn't seem to care.

At this moment, Violet, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke up: "Mr. Isaac, do you think that major general is very outstanding?"

"Yes, of course."

"So... does Mr. Isaac want me to become like her?"

"I don't want that."

"?" Violet looked puzzled.

“Violet is Violet. As long as you do your best, you are the best to me,” Isaac said with a smile.

"Yes." Although she didn't quite understand, Violet managed a rare smile.

"Speaking of which, your daughter's knowledge of alchemy came from your stories, didn't it?" Isaac asked casually.

“Yes, I always like to tell my daughter stories when I’m with her. There are a lot of stories about alchemists in them.” As he said this, Oscar stood up and walked to the bookshelf next to him, taking down a few books.

"Ordinary people have no access to anything related to real alchemy; they mostly see alchemy in fairy tales." He said, placing the book on the table.

Isaac glanced at the books: The Alchemist's Bride, The Alchemist's Travels, The Princess and the Alchemist...

Without exception, they were all fairy tales and novels.

"The alchemists in these stories are all-powerful, turning water into wine, weeds into bread, and stones into gold. Many children and even adults love the alchemists in these stories, after all, alchemy is given a mysterious and romantic touch in these stories," Oscar laughed. As a screenwriter, he often reads similar stories and is also attracted by the alchemy in them.

"Romanticism?" Isaac casually picked up a book called "The Princess and the Alchemist" and flipped through it. The story was simple: a poor man fell in love with a princess, but the king opposed their relationship. Disheartened, the poor man happened to learn alchemy, and after turning the entire palace into gold in front of the king, the king agreed to let him be with the princess.

It's a very boring story, but it still manages to satisfy a child's imagination.

“My daughter also loves listening to me tell her these stories, and she is very fascinated by the alchemists described in them.” Oscar understands why his daughter is so excited to see Isaac, the real alchemist.

“Alchemy isn’t just about romance,” Isaac said, taking a sip of tea. “It also has a cruel side.”

Having witnessed firsthand how his own people used alchemy to carry out mass slaughter, Isaac scoffed at the word 'romanticism'.

Rather than bringing romance, this alchemist brought people more blood-soaked sand and severed limbs.

“I understand what you mean.” Oscar didn’t continue the topic.

“Then we can basically start treatment now. It’s better not to delay this kind of illness,” Isaac said to Oscar as he stood up.

“Okay, I understand.” Oscar stood up and walked towards her daughter’s room, only to find that her daughter hadn’t gone back to bed, but had been hiding behind the door, secretly observing Isaac.

Chapter Twenty-Five: I Will Definitely Heal You

Isaac walked over, squatted down in front of the little girl, and said with a smile, "Little girl, your name is Olivia, right? It's a very nice name. I'm the alchemist who's here to help you heal. My name is Isaac."

"Is Brother Isaac really an alchemist?" the little girl asked curiously, her clear eyes filled with excitement.

Of course.

"Could you turn this glass of water into juice, brother?" she asked, handing Isaac a glass of water from the bedside table.

"Olivia, don't cause trouble for your big brother." Oscar felt it necessary to stop his daughter from acting up.

“But…” Olivia really didn’t want to give up this rare opportunity. But when she heard her father calling her, she had no choice but to give up.

"Alright, Oscar, I'm a doctor now, and it's necessary to build a relationship of mutual trust with my patients." He then took the water Olivia offered. "Well then, Olivia, watch carefully~"

As I held my hand in front of the water glass, a tiny blue flash of lightning streaked across the surface, and the glass, which had been full of water, was now filled with juice.

"Wow! That's amazing! My brother is really an alchemist!" Olivia was very excited. The alchemist she had only read about in stories was now right in front of her.

The observant Violet noticed that two oranges were missing from the fruit bowl on the table.

"So, do you trust your big brother?" Isaac asked Olivia with a smile.

"Ok!"

Olivia continued to rest in bed, while Isaac sat on the edge of the bed reading the data and notes recorded by the doctors during her treatments at different clinics.

"Hey big brother, can you tell me your story?" This little girl seemed particularly excited today, and even though she was lying in bed as a patient, she wouldn't stop talking.

"I'll tell you slowly when you're better," Isaac said, wondering what stories he could possibly have. He'd spent half his life on the battlefield; was he supposed to tell her about how he slew enemies there?

A seven or eight-year-old girl wouldn't want to listen to this kind of thing.

“Then it’s a deal,” Olivia said, reaching her little hand out from under the covers towards Isaac, her pinky finger sticking up.

"what happened?"