Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Chapter 950: This is not enough

"You want to be my friend?"

"Yes."

"Hahaha, you've got guts. Knowing I'm not a good person and still wanting to be friends with me proves you do have some courage," Isaac laughed. "But we'll probably have a hard time being friends; we're on opposite sides."

"Difficult doesn't mean impossible. We can definitely understand each other over time."

“I must say, you’ve gotten bolder. A few months ago, you only dared to talk to me about deals, but now you dare to be my friend.” Isaac smiled. “I’m also curious about what happened that gave you such confidence.”

As he spoke, he reached out his hand and shook hands with the princess's outstretched hand.

"Does this mean you've agreed to my request?" the princess asked with a smile.

“No, I’m just curious to see how far you’ll struggle,” Isaac said. “Would it be convenient for me to meet your friends?”

"Of course, please follow me."

After a brief handshake, the princess led Isaac up the stairs.

Violet followed behind with an unchanged expression, while Beatrice looked fearful and worried. She didn't understand the princess's decision and couldn't stop her.

During breaks, most of the students at Queen Mayfair College gathered in the college's back garden. There were few people in the corridors at this time. After following the princess around several intersections, the princess led Isaac and the others to the door of a room.

Judging from the layout, this area consists of activity rooms for various school clubs.

"This is it," the princess said, opening the door. "Please come in."

Isaac didn't hesitate and strode inside.

The room was filled with models and teaching materials; it was more like a place to store junk than a classroom for club activities.

There was a small round table in the middle of the room, surrounded by four chairs, suggesting that four people usually spent time there.

There was also a blackboard hanging on the wall, but it looked ordinary and there was nothing special written on it.

"what about your friends?"

"They should be here soon."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than footsteps sounded at the door.

"Princess, you've arrived. Honestly, remember to close the club door after you go in..."

Dorothy was the first to come up. She thought the princess had arrived, so she walked straight in, but the scene before her was beyond her expectations.

In addition to the familiar princess and Beatrice pairing, there are two unexpected additions.

Isaac and Violet from Amestris.

"you you……"

Dorothy was genuinely terrified, her eyes wide as she pointed at Isaac, speechless for a moment.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Dorothy who came to interview me before? Still looking energetic?" Isaac greeted her casually.

"Ah, you startled me. It's Lieutenant General."

Dorothy calmed herself down in a very short time and tried to keep her facial expression natural.

"It's been a long time. I'm sorry I didn't come over to say hello, after all, your current status means we can't just approach you casually."

"No, no, Miss Dorothy, you're too kind."

Isaac laughed, his eyes suddenly turning sharp.

"You didn't pay any attention to this issue when you came to Amestoris to steal things."

"!"

Dorothy's expression changed instantly upon hearing this, but she still maintained her smile: "What are you talking about? Ange and I were just doing a simple interview, we didn't steal anything, did we?"

"It's an obsolete product of our military, a radar used exclusively by the Air Force. You should have already taken the documents, right?" Isaac laughed. "You guys acted pretty quickly, you spies from the Republic."

"Huh!?"

Beatrice screamed.

She had no idea that Isaac had already discovered the other person's identity.

"Damn it, are you here to cause us trouble?"

Dorothy's face darkened, and she quietly reached her hand behind her back.

"what?"

She touched the back of her skirt, but found nothing there.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

Isaac picked up a small pistol and waved it in front of Dorothy. He had already used 'Prid's' shadow abilities to steal the pistol she had hidden behind her back.

"when……"

Dorothy broke out in a cold sweat.

The lieutenant general of Amestoris came to her door in person. As a lowly spy, she had absolutely no chance of escaping; it was a complete dead end.

The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense.

"Huh? So you're all here."

In this tense atmosphere, Anjie, dressed in a school uniform and wearing glasses, suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

"Ange! Run! He's here to cause trouble for us!" Dorothy shouted as soon as she saw Angele walk in.

"Huh? Who are you referring to?"

"what?"

"So it's Ange. I was wondering why the princess was suddenly so confident; it seems we've worked together."

Isaac smiled and placed the pistol he had taken from Dorothy on the table.

"what?"

"That's true."

Ange ignored Dorothy's surprised expression and walked up to Isaac, glancing at the princess beside him.

"I didn't expect you to be here too."

“At least act a little surprised, and I don’t believe you didn’t know,” Isaac said casually. “You’ve been hiding by the classroom door ever since the princess left, and you followed us around when she was showing me around the school. I think you overheard our conversation.”

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

"Huh? What's going on?"

Beatrice looked at Angela and then at the princess. She didn't know why the tense atmosphere had suddenly calmed down. She looked at Dorothy in confusion, hoping for an explanation.

"Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on either."

Dorothy was naturally puzzled, and she asked Isaac, "Didn't you come here to cause us trouble?"

“If I wanted to cause you trouble, you wouldn’t have been able to leave Amestoris in the first place.”

"So that's how it is. You already figured it out..."

Knowing there was no danger, Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief, slumped into her chair, and gave Isaac a reproachful look.

"What a nasty man! Does he really enjoy scaring a young girl like that?"

“I never said I wanted to cause you trouble; you're overthinking it.”

After Isaac finished speaking, he smiled at the princess.

"Is this the friend you were talking about?"

"Yeah, it's pretty good, isn't it?"

"That's good, but at least two spies aren't enough."

Chapter 951: A Worthy Opponent

"Let me organize my thoughts a bit."

In the girls' secret activity room, Isaac rubbed his temples.

"Princess, as the fourth in line to the throne, you need the help of spies like Ange to obtain the throne and carry out a series of activities orchestrated by the Republic's spy organization to seduce the kingdom. Am I right?"

"Yes," the princess said with a smile.

"..."

Let me reiterate once again, the person Isaac hates most.

Traitors, deserters, capitalists who want to interfere with decision-making, nobles, and finally, spies.

Very fortunately, this princess fits three of them.

It's fortunate that the princess belongs to the Kingdom of Albion, and her relationship with Amestoris is rather delicate. If she were anywhere else, Isaac would probably have found a way to kill her.

"In short, if it's just about cooperating with spies from the western countries, that's far from what I expect," Isaac said. "Your goal of becoming queen is still very far off. Think about what other cards you have up your sleeve."

"This……"

The princess pondered for a while, and finally shook her head.

"Nothing."

"That's impressive. You're quite bold to gamble with only a few cards left. I must say, you're very brave."

Isaac gave the princess a thumbs-up in appreciation.

At the same time, he also understood that supporting this princess was very likely to be a thankless task.

To be honest, if Isaac really wanted to take action, the princess becoming queen would be a certainty, but there's also the issue of balancing the budget.

The princess who once helped the Kingdom of Rhodesel had no choice due to the tension of war, but as for now...

Just let things take their natural course.

Thinking this, Isaac stood up abruptly.

"Your cards aren't strong enough, so this matter..."

"Equivalent exchange".