Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Besides, the food there is world-famous. Even if I don't get any information about it, going there to eat and drink to my heart's content for a few days would be wonderful.

Looking at the map, returning to Amestoris from here would only require passing through the New Country, so there wouldn't even be a need to ask the headquarters for leave.

Chapter Thirty: Departure

For the next few days, Isaac rested at Oscar's house.

When Isaac was unable to get out of bed for the first couple of days, the lively little girl Olivia kept running to his room, insisting on taking care of him. However, Violet stopped her each time, as it wouldn't be appropriate to continue having such a young girl feed him.

On the third day, Isaac was able to get out of bed and walk.

"Ah~ I can finally get out of bed!" Standing by the lake, I stretched and yawned. I felt a bit rusty from being forced to stay in bed for the past two days.

"Is Mr. Isaac alright now?" Violet asked, standing beside Isaac, still looking somewhat worried.

"There wasn't really a big problem to begin with."

Arriving in the small town of Roswell, although it lacks the hustle and bustle of Stiema and Leiden, the lush greenery brings a sense of tranquility to the soul.

"Let's get ready to go back tomorrow. I've taken on other work." He had taken on some jobs at the banquet, but they were all simple manufacturing tasks with no difficulty.

"Yes." Violet's answer was as concise as ever; for her, it didn't matter where she went with Isaac.

Just then, Isaac felt a ripple coming from behind the tree behind him and casually said, "Olivia, you're behind me, right?"

"Hehe, you've been found out again?" Olivia emerged from behind the tree, scratching her head playfully. "How did you find out, big brother?"

Olivia noticed that she was spotted whenever she went to her older brother's door these past few days. She initially thought it was just footsteps, but now it seems that's not the case.

“Just guessing,” Isaac replied casually.

Olivia didn't speak, but her expression suddenly turned somewhat lost: "Is big brother leaving tomorrow?"

“Yeah, I still have work to do over there, so I might not be able to play with you.” Isaac patted Olivia’s head to comfort her.

"Does big brother still remember our promise?" Olivia suddenly asked eagerly.

"A promise?" Isaac suddenly remembered that he seemed to have promised to help her fulfill her dream of crossing the lake when she recovered.

"Of course I remember." Saying that, she took Olivia's little hand and walked towards the lake, "And call your dad over to take a look too."

"Oh!"

Beside the small lake.

"Is something the matter? Olivia, you've just recovered from your illness, don't run around." Oscar was still writing a script in his room when his daughter pulled him out.

Oscar has been in a very good mood these past few days. His daughter has finally recovered from her illness. After his wife's death, he had been living in self-blame and worry. When he learned that his daughter was also sick, he felt like the sky was falling.

But now, looking at his lively daughter, he feels he has a renewed hope for life.

“Dad told me before, didn’t he?” Olivia led Oscar to the lakeside, then turned around with a bright smile. “One day, I will let Dad see me walking across the lake on fallen leaves.”

Oscar recalled that when she and her daughter first moved here, she did say that.

But that's obviously impossible; they'd definitely fall into the water!

"Wait..." Before Oscar could finish speaking, he saw Olivia running across the small lake with a small parasol.

"Here it comes!" he said, opening his umbrella, taking a running start and rushing towards the lake before leaping into the air.

The wind is not calm.

Fallen leaves drifted onto the lake's surface.

The skirt and umbrella swayed gently in mid-air.

The image of his daughter flying through the air like an elf was captured in Oscar's eyes like a photograph.

A flower umbrella floating in the air, a dress billowing in the wind, a little girl lightly treading on the lake.

When its footsteps landed on the fallen leaves, it didn't sink into the water, but miraculously leaped up.

The fallen leaves floating on the lake surface act like stepping stones.

Oscar watched as Olivia walked gracefully across the lake and tears streamed down his face.

His own daughter, Olivia...

To survive...

Very good!

"Dad! Can you see me? I'm coming!"

"Yes! I saw it!" Oscar hugged Olivia, tears streaming down his face.

At that moment, Oscar spotted Isaac hiding in the bushes, and tiny blue lightning bolts on the lake's surface...

I must thank you once again, Mr. Isaac.

Isaac noticed Oscar's gaze, smiled, and left to return to his house.

The next morning.

Oscar and Olivia saw the two off at the train station for a final farewell.

“Mr. Isaac, this is for you.” Oscar said, taking an envelope out of his pocket and handing it to Isaac.

Isaac opened the envelope and saw that it contained a lot of money, the amount he had agreed upon with Oscar.

"It was a pleasure working with you." I was naturally very happy to receive the payment.

"Mr. Isaac, I would like to say a few words to you before I leave."

"Hmm? You go ahead."

Oscar took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Oscar: "Thank you very much, Mr. Isaac!"

"It's nothing, I promised you." Isaac waved his hand.

“And Mr. Isaac, your alchemy isn’t just about cruelty; it can also save lives and bring happiness,” Oscar said. “So Mr. Isaac, please don’t dwell too much on the past.”

Isaac paused for a moment after hearing this, then laughed and said, "I think you might have misunderstood."

"?"

Isaac continued, "I have never repented for those who died at my hands, just as I have never regretted using human transmutation to save Olivia."

"I never do anything that I'll regret."

"Because I was already aware of it."

Oscar paused for a moment after hearing Isaac's words, then smiled and said, "As expected of Mr. Isaac."

After a pause, Oscar continued, "I've already come up with a script for the next one. It'll be based on Mr. Isaac and will be a story about an alchemist."

"Oh~ then remember to write something cool." Isaac patted Oscar on the shoulder and laughed after hearing this.

"Big brother, I've made up my mind too!" Olivia, standing next to Oscar, suddenly said, "I've also decided what I want to do in the future."

"Oh? What does Olivia want to do?" Isaac squatted down and patted her little head. Since he was about to say goodbye anyway, he might as well chat with this cute girl a little longer.

"I want to go to the city and become an Auto Memory Doll!" Olivia exclaimed.

"Hmm, not a bad dream." Although I don't know what Auto Memory Dolls actually do, it seems that many girls here like this profession.

At this moment, Olivia said shyly, "When that time comes... will big brother be willing to marry me?"

“Oh, no way,” Isaac said with a deadpan expression.

"Why?!" Olivia couldn't accept it at all. She had finally mustered up the courage to say these words, but the other party rejected her without hesitation.

“You’re only seven or eight years old, don’t think about these things all day. Focus on your studies, you know?” Isaac said, rolling his eyes.

It's ridiculous. He's 17 and already thinks it's too early to have a girlfriend. How could this kid ask such a question?

Even the Oscars don't care.

Just then, the train arrived at the station, and Isaac and Violet boarded it.

Isaac, sitting by the window, said to Olivia, whose face was flushed, "Wait until you're a mature woman before you say that."

With a whistle, the train slowly started moving.

Olivia shouted at the departing train, "One day, I will become a great and mature woman! You just wait!"

Isaac in the car didn't say anything, he just smiled and waved goodbye out the window.

Chapter 31: Do you want to be my younger brother or my son?

It was already evening when I returned to my original residential area.

Leaving Roswell, a small town where you can enjoy natural scenery, and returning to the bustling city of Stima felt a little strange.

"You're finally back."

After getting off the train, Isaac stretched his stiff body and walked towards his accommodation. Although his place was a bit far from the train station, it was still a short walk away.

As he was going up the stairs, Isaac suddenly felt a vibration coming from the area near his front door.

Someone is lingering in front of their own house!

Apart from Dietrich, no one knew where he lived, nor did anyone know that he was returning today, and that someone would be at the door.

It definitely wouldn't be Dietrich; he would have notified me by telegram beforehand if he wanted to see me.

It might be an ambush. Were they assassins sent by the Northeast United Army?

"Violet, be on alert!"

"Yes."

Violet immediately responded, already holding a pistol in her hand.

Before going to Roswell, Isaac had already equipped his subordinate with weapons such as pistols and military daggers for emergencies.

“Okay, approach slowly.” Isaac also pulled out his pistol and leaned against the back of the corridor.

Judging from the fluctuations in the feedback, that person has been standing at the door and shows no intention of leaving.

"Let's do it!"

As soon as Isaac finished speaking, he rushed forward. Before the man could react, his hands were grabbed, and before he could struggle, his head was slammed against the wall with a gun pressed against his head. Violet was also nearby, her gun aimed at the man, ready to pull the trigger at the slightest movement.

"Don't move! Slowly turn your face around," Isaac commanded directly.

The man obediently turned his head back.