Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Huh? Why?"

“Nonsense, how could our country sell its advanced weaponry to other countries so easily?” Isaac said. “But if you want to buy some tanks or something, I can sell you some.”

“…Okay.” Billy nodded in agreement.

Tanks are crucial weapons in modern warfare, and Amestris's armored forces are among the world's best. Their tanks are no ordinary weapons; they are absolutely overwhelming when used to fight smaller countries.

However, what he didn't know was that Amestoris' tanks were also facing complete obsolescence, and selling them suited Isaac's wishes perfectly.

"As for the price... you can decide based on the situation. This involves the friendship between our two countries."

"Understood, the price will be guaranteed to satisfy your country."

“Very good, I appreciate your pragmatism,” Isaac laughed. “Please deliver the order within a month, then you can come to Amestoris in person to sign the purchase agreement with us.”

"must."

“Speaking of which, I don’t recall you being an official of Marley,” Isaac suddenly asked. “Where is your marshal? Why didn’t he come?”

“As you know, our country is still at war, and the marshal needs to oversee the battle,” Billy explained. “Moreover, he has some influence in Marleyan politics, so I will be representing him at this international conference.”

"Oh, I see. You must have had a tough time." Isaac picked up his coffee and drank it by himself.

Billy then asked, "By the way, Lieutenant General Isaac, how much do you know about the Titans?"

"Not many, just the already destroyed Eldian Empire, the wise giants, King Fritz, Paradis Island, and so on." Isaac recounted what Hohenheim had told him earlier.

Billy looked at Isaac with some surprise.

“I thought that people here had only heard about it and didn’t really know the history there. I didn’t expect you to know so much.”

“We have an elder who has traveled to many Western countries, so it’s not surprising that he knows a lot.”

Billy's expression was somewhat serious.

"Then you must know about the three walls on Paradis Island."

“I know, it’s the three walls that make up the outermost Maria Wall, the middle Rose Wall, and the innermost Sheena Wall,” Isaac said.

His thoughts returned to the 'dream' that had lasted for a year starting six years ago. He had indeed experienced life on the island, although each exchange of consciousness was generally limited to about three hours.

“The walls there are made up of thousands upon thousands of colossal giants, each about sixty meters tall, and King Fritz inside has the ability to control these giants.” Billy’s expression seemed somewhat terrified. “If they were to come out, the world would be plunged into crisis…”

"You mean they'll invade the world?"

“Not at the moment, but who knows when it might happen,” Billy said. “Before that, I have a request.”

"what?"

“If the descendants of Eldia ever want to invade again, please do not hesitate to use your hydrogen bombs,” Billy pleaded. “If the Eldian Empire is resurrected, only Amestris will be its match.”

After listening to Billy's speech, Isaac thought for a moment.

"You seem to know a lot."

“Yes. Because I am a descendant of Eldia,” Billy said, pointing to himself. “A descendant of the Tybalt family, who inherited the Warhammer Titan.”

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere froze.

After carefully examining him, Isaac took out white gloves from his pocket.

"Then transform into a giant for me, and let's have a fight."

"Wait, wait, wait!" Billy quickly stopped Isaac. "The giant's legacy isn't on me. Even if you want to fight me, there's nothing I can do."

"Tch." Isaac reluctantly retracted his gloves.

I had originally planned to take this opportunity to study giants, but it seems there's no way to do so today.

"Lieutenant General Isaac, how about this: while you sell us weapons, I'll provide you with Eldians for you to study, how about that?"

"Aren't you an Eldian? I'll study you."

As he spoke, Isaac pulled out a scalpel from somewhere, making Billy break out in a cold sweat.

Chapter 393: The Power of Armed Helicopters

In the end, Isaac didn't actually dissect Billy; the deal was still waiting for the man to pay.

Because of the declaration of war against Al-Lugo, both the Al-Lugo president and Isaac and his entourage had to return to their own countries to prepare for war, so they could not stay in Albion for too long.

After Billy left, Isaac also got up to leave the cafe.

"Isaac, we're back."

Just then, Olivia returned with Violet. Neither of them were the type of women who enjoyed shopping, so they simply looked around at a few shops and came back.

Violet seemed to be holding something in her hand, and upon seeing Isaac, she said:

"Lieutenant General Isaac, open your mouth."

"what?"

Just as Isaac opened his mouth, Violet quickly shoved what she was holding into his mouth.

"Well."

I chewed it a little, and it was quite sweet.

What is this?

“Crepes, a specialty of Albion,” Violet said. “Are they good?”

"It's pretty good." Isaac quickly finished the rest of the crepe.

Olivia chimed in, "Now that we've declared war on Allugo, should we go to the Southern Command to gather our forces? Mustang is somewhat useful, but he might struggle a lot against Allugo's attack."

“We’ll definitely go to the Southern Command, but there’s no rush,” Isaac laughed. “We came here in an AH-64, so we can test the weapon’s power.”

"Of course, let's go back to the helicopter first and talk as we go."

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Isaac seemed quite relaxed, while the atmosphere on Al-Lugo's side was very tense. Their president even led his entourage back to the warship they had come from after the meeting.

He didn't want to waste even a second here.

On Al-Lugo's warship.

"Damn it, I never expected Amestris to declare war for this reason." President Al-Lugo's face was extremely grim.

Previously, when I saw Violet, this young girl, holding a meeting for Amestris, I wanted to go up and say a few words to them, but I didn't expect that Isaac, this madman, would directly issue a declaration of war.

This terrified all the heads of state at the time.

"Your Excellency, should we return and regroup our troops along the border?"

“Nonsense, of course we must.” The president’s face was unusually grim. “And we must break through their southern defenses before Amestoris can react.”

All they could do was gather a large army and launch a rapid attack.

Amestolis is surrounded by three countries, so it certainly won't put all its forces in the south. As long as it finds the right opportunity, it can break through. Then, it can join forces with the other two countries to attack the central city, and everything will be over.

"Isaac, Olivia... I'll make you regret this!!" The president gritted his teeth as he recalled everything that happened at the meeting.

He wanted Amestoris to pay a heavy price.

A soldier wearing a huge headset suddenly said, "Your Excellency, there's a very loud noise coming from the earpiece. There might be planes approaching us in the sky!"

"what?"

Countries in this era basically did not have radar and could only rely on listening devices for air defense early warning.

The president was also puzzled, so he ordered, "Go and see what happened."

He immediately ruled out Amestoris, because as far as he knew, the country had a strong armored force but no air force.

Who could it be? Albion's airship? Or another country's plane?

"Your Excellency, a strange black plane is flying towards us."

Which country?

"I don't know, it's a model I've never seen before."

Left with no other option, the president took the binoculars from a soldier and looked out the ship's window. He saw a helicopter covered in cannons approaching him.

What he didn't know was that Isaac was on the plane.

……

"Violet, have you spotted the target?"

"Yes."

“Then begin the attack,” Isaac said.

"learn."

Upon hearing Isaac's words, Violet immediately pressed the button on the joystick.

The machine gun beneath the helicopter began to rotate.

Just as the people on the warship were about to shout through the loudspeaker, bullets began to rain down from the opposite side.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!

The bullets pierced the windows of the warship, damaging the equipment and facilities inside, and many soldiers fell into pools of blood before they could even react.

Terrified by the sudden attack, the president collapsed to the ground and roared, "It's the enemy! Aim the ship's guns at that damned plane!"

But soon, the rocket launchers on both sides of the helicopter fired several missiles, which flew straight towards the warship's guns with long plumes of smoke.

boom!!

The warship's guns were all destroyed by missiles, rendering it incapable of combat.

"What on earth is going on?! What is this thing?!" The president was on the verge of collapse.

At this point, he still doesn't know who the enemy plane is. This aircraft is completely unfamiliar to him, and he can't analyze any valuable information about it.

"Hey! Someone come quick! Go tell that plane we're surrendering and tell them to stop attacking."

The president shouted hysterically, but no one answered. He turned around and found that all the soldiers who had surrounded him had died in the first wave of gunfire. The corpses were a gruesome sight.

"My God..."

……