Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"cheers!"

Their cups clinked together.

Chapter 8: The Girl Who Killed indiscriminately

The next morning, the two arrived at the port.

Many ships were anchored in the harbor, seagulls flew overhead, and a sea breeze blew by. Isaac was starting to like the feeling of this port city.

Today, Isaac was dressed in ordinary sportswear, with a military knife hanging at his waist, and his hair was still styled with bangs.

Meanwhile, Dietrich, dressed in a standard military uniform, glanced at the saber at Isaac's waist and asked, "Isaac, you can use a knife?"

"Oh, before I even learned alchemy, that woman forced me to learn swordsmanship. After a few years, I became quite proficient." He patted his military knife. "When I first went to the battlefield, I wasn't very skilled in alchemy. My battle achievements were basically earned by slashing with my sword."

"That's really impressive~" Dietrich smiled and didn't continue the topic.

“Actually, I have another question, about your eyes…” He pointed to the eye hidden under Isaac’s bangs, “Our country also has prosthetic manufacturing technology like Stac, but we’ve never seen a mechanical eye before. Is it some new technology from your country?”

“You mean this mechanical eye…” Isaac touched the eye that was hidden by his hair, “It was made a year ago with a doctor couple that we saved during the civil war. It combines alchemy and mechanical craftsmanship.”

"Is that so..."

They walked and talked until they finally arrived at the foot of a warship, where the sailors stood in a row and saluted.

After boarding the ship, Isaac took out a piece of chalk from his pocket and started drawing on the deck.

"What are you doing?" Dietrich asked, puzzled by his behavior.

"Drawing a transmutation circle is inconvenient once a major battle has begun. Well, although some ordinary transmutations no longer require drawing such a thing."

"It's amazing how alchemy can be used by drawing such a simple shape..." Dietrich exclaimed.

"The foundation of the transmutation array is the power of the circle. The circle represents the circulation of power. After the formula is written on it, the activation of the power becomes possible."

After finishing the last transmutation circle, Isaac stopped drawing. "This should be enough."

"Is it finished? Then let's set sail." With that, at Dietrich's command, the warship weighed anchor and set sail.

"Want to place another bet?"

"No."

"I won this game, straight!"

"Sorry, it's a straight flush."

"Tsk, again!"

The ship sailed on the vast ocean, about two days' journey from the battle zone. With nothing else to do, Isaac and Dietrich played cards on board.

Of course, this was gambling, but the naval lieutenant commander was the highest-ranking officer on the entire ship, and neither of them had taken out any cash, so who would dare to interfere?

"You owe me a lot of money now, remember to pay it back when you get back~" Isaac said to the dark-faced naval lieutenant commander with a smug look on his face.

"Hmph! Do you think I would do something like renege on a debt?" Dietrich said irritably, then looked at Isaac with suspicion.

"You little brat...you didn't secretly cheat using alchemy, did you?"

“How dare you slander someone’s innocence out of thin air!” Isaac looked extremely displeased. “I am, after all, a state-certified alchemist. How could I use alchemy for such despicable things?”

I was just cheating!

That's right, Isaac, who had been poor since childhood, knew a thing or two about cheating.

"Really? Then why do you get a straight flush every time?"

"I was lucky!" he said confidently.

"Again!"

"Okay~"

The two of them started shuffling the cards again.

As evening approached, the weather gradually turned cold.

The sky is now covered with dark clouds, and the weather bureau says there will be thunderstorms in the nearby sea area in the near future. Judging from the weather, it should rain soon.

Dietrich stayed in the command room talking to headquarters, while Isaac slept soundly in his room.

After all, there's nothing at sea.

I don't know how long I slept.

Isaac, who was fast asleep, was awakened by the noise outside. He groggily walked out of his room and saw soldiers rushing out in a hurry.

He grabbed a soldier and asked, "What happened?"

"The sailors have been killed!"

"Could it be the enemy?!" Isaac instantly snapped back to reality.

"how many people?"

"Just one," the soldier said hastily.

"..." Go back to sleep.

With so many people on the ship, how could one person on the other side not be able to handle it?

"what!"

"What exactly is she?!"

"A monster...a monster!"

Just as I was thinking this, I heard screams and sounds like bones breaking outside.

"What's going on?!" Dietrich ran out of the command room upon hearing the noise and asked Isaac.

“I don’t know, it seems like we’ve been hacked,” he said, quickly walking towards the deck. Seeing Isaac’s serious expression, Dietrich knew something was wrong and followed him out.

The two went up to the deck and discovered a horrifying scene.

It was pouring rain outside, and the wind was howling.

Corpses lay motionless on the ground.

Blood splattered all over the deck, and the waves crashed heavily against it, the blood and seawater mixing together and staining the ground red.

The surviving sailors stood still, now trembling with fear, barely able to hold their weapons.

They watched with fear and apprehension as a girl brandished a knife.

That's right, it's a girl who's about 12 years old.

Isaac also got a clear look at the enemy ahead.

The girl's fair skin was covered in blood; it was unclear whether it was her own blood or the blood of the sailors she had killed.

Her golden hair fluttered in the wind, and her jewel-like green eyes revealed indifference.

He was only wearing a tattered robe and no shoes; his long legs were exposed and covered in blood.

"Lieutenant Colonel...this monster...killed all these sailors..."

A sailor, pointing a gun at the girl, spoke in a trembling voice.

Dietrich was also gritting his teeth at this moment. Who would believe that a group of people couldn't beat a little girl?

But the facts are right in front of me.

Isaac, however, wondered how a little girl could get on a ship in the vast ocean.

boom!

A sailor next to Dietrich, unable to suppress his fear, fired a shot at the girl.

The shot hit the fence next to him because his hand was shaking while he was aiming.

The girl flashed forward the instant he fired, rushing down to the sailor's side and swiftly sliding her knife toward him amidst his terrified gaze.

He was about to die here.

clang!

Just as the girl was about to slash the young sailor's throat, a military knife blocked her blade.

Isaac pulled the sailor behind him and said, "This is not a battle for you. Get back."

After being blocked by Isaac, the girl's clear eyes remained unwavering as she took a step back and looked warily at the person who had blocked her attack.

At this moment, Isaac's face revealed a long-unseen, ferocious smile.

Regardless of how she boarded the ship, as long as she is an enemy, she must be eliminated!

"Little girl, don't die too soon!"

The moment he finished speaking, he raised his military knife and rushed towards the girl.

Chapter Nine: It would be awkward if we couldn't win.

Isaac walked toward the girl, but his speed increased, and in an instant, his sword was drawn, slashing toward the girl at an extremely fast speed.

when!

However, the seemingly certain strike was easily blocked by the girl's knife.

'Wow, that's some real strength!' Isaac thought to himself as he raised his sword again. Since he couldn't force his way through with strength, he would use speed instead.

The knife flashed, its blades like streaks of light hurtling towards the ragged girl.

when!when!when!

Isaac's every strike was aimed at extremely tricky angles, yet each one was steadily blocked. As the final strike came, the girl sidestepped the blade and then closed in with incredible speed, her dagger aimed at Isaac's neck.

Snapped!

The girl's wrist holding the knife was firmly gripped, and Isaac Echo threw her over his shoulder, but she adjusted her position slightly in the air and landed safely.

"Little girl, you're quite skilled!" Isaac praised, genuinely believing it. Even having grown up with war, he himself wouldn't possess such skill at this age.

"But I need to get serious now." With that, he swept his bangs back, revealing his eerie mechanical eye, and charged forward at an even faster speed.

The girl didn't speak, her expression remained indifferent, and she picked up the knife and charged forward.

when!