Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Kujou? Are they at your house now?"

"Yes, young master, would you like to go see them?"

"Hmm...it would be good to go see him."

……

After leaving the restaurant, Isaac and Fran walked ahead, while Ah Sheng and Ah Zheng followed behind them like their followers.

"Young Master, did you meet Miss Lan this time you came back?"

Ah Zheng was more talkative than Ah Sheng, and he asked Isaac.

"Never seen him before, who is he?"

"No way, you've even forgotten Miss Lan? You two used to have a pretty good relationship..."

"So who is it after all?"

“Miss Lanfang, she was the daughter of the warlord, your senior sister, who studied martial arts with you under the same military officer. She beat you up several times.”

"Why bring up the fact that he beat me up in the past?"

However, the name sounds familiar.

She was originally a bodyguard in the new world, a pretty capable girl. I never expected that there would be someone with the same name as her in this world.

But whether they are the same person from different worlds or not, we need to meet them in person to find out.

“Speaking of which, young master, I’ve found you rather strange since the first time I saw you today.” Ah Zheng looked at Isaac with some doubt. “It seems you’ve forgotten a lot of things since you came back.”

"That's right. When I was in England, the war broke out, and I was hit by bombs dropped by Zeppelins, which caused me to lose some of my memories."

"Huh!? You didn't mention this before!"

"Because it's not a big deal."

"No, no, no, this is absolutely serious," Ah Sheng quickly said. "What else do you remember?"

"Eat and sleep."

"Hasn't that meant you've forgotten everything!?"

"Calm down, at least this doesn't affect my life at all."

"Young master, you have a very generous heart."

Even though it was almost noon, there were still quite a few people on the streets, which is much larger than the population of the suburbs of England.

Occasionally you can see some private cars driving on the road, but these are things for rich people, unlike in the UK where they are commonly seen.

"Ah Sheng, how far is it from your home?"

"It will take about another hour to get there."

"Tsk, we should have found a means of transportation."

"Then let's find someone to pull a cart and take us there... wait."

Asheng suddenly froze. He saw a young man in a suit and a young woman in a kimono walking towards him down the street.

"They're here?"

"Ok?"

“Those two in front, Mr. Kujo Kazuya and Ms. Kujo Ruri,” Asheng said. “Young Master, I’ll go over and say hello first.”

"Oh, go ahead."

Ah Sheng walked up, and Ah Zheng nudged Isaac's side with his elbow, a mischievous grin on his face.

"What do you think, young master? That Japanese girl is quite pretty, isn't she?"

"generally."

"Huh? Did the young master's tastes become more discerning after his trip to England?"

Ah Zheng glanced at Fran beside Isaac and nodded thoughtfully.

"I see, so the young master likes foreign women."

"Don't make assumptions about my preferences. I don't know much about women." Isaac lightly punched Ah Zheng on the head with his fist.

Just then, Ah Sheng and the two people in front of him talked about something and brought the person to Isaac.

"Young master, these are the two business partners from Japan that I mentioned."

He then turned to the two men and said in somewhat broken Japanese, "Gentlemen, this is..."

"Alright, no translation needed."

Pulling Asahi aside, Isaac addressed the young men and women in front of him in Japanese: "Hello, I am Asahi's friend. Just call me Isaac. He has already introduced you to me. Welcome, Mr. Kujo Kazuya and Ms. Kujo Ruri."

Isaac's Japanese was so fluent that A-Zheng and A-Sheng, who were standing next to him, were quite surprised.

"Young...Young Master, you speak Japanese?"

"I know a little."

"Weren't you suffering from amnesia after being hit by a bomb? How did you learn a new skill?"

"According to the principle of osmotic pressure, knowledge can flow from areas of high concentration to areas of low concentration. After amnesia, the concentration of knowledge in the brain is too low, so the efficiency of absorbing new knowledge increases," Isaac said, spouting nonsense.

Ah Zheng: "As expected of the young master, he is very knowledgeable."

Ah Sheng: "Young Master, are you taking advantage of our lack of education?"

Isaac: "I'm well-read, I wouldn't lie to you."

The girl named Kujo Ruri bowed slightly to Isaac and said politely, "Thank you for your welcome, Mr. Isaac. We are not in charge of this business. My brother came here to discuss business because he wants to expand his business. Kazumi and I are just here to broaden our horizons."

Ruri Kujo had a beautiful face, and the light purple kimono she wore indicated that her family was relatively wealthy. She was well-mannered and had a Yamato Nadeshiko-like demeanor.

"I see."

"Um, Ms. Ruri Kujo, why are you two outside? Where is Mr. Kikuichiro Kujo?" Asahi asked.

Kujo Kazuya, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "Big brother said earlier today that he was going to check out the nearby martial arts school, so he's already gone out. Let's go and take a look."

"Um, which martial arts school is it?"

"I heard it's the one at the intersection three blocks away from here."

"what!?"

"What's wrong?" Isaac turned to look at Ah Sheng, whose face was stiff. "Is there something wrong with that martial arts school?"

“Young Master, you don’t remember… well, you’ve lost your memory.” Ah Sheng sighed and explained, “That martial arts school is where you used to study, but the master is often away and usually not in the school.”

"Oh."

"There should only be a few students at this time... Oh right, Miss Lanfang should be there too."

Chapter 1048: The Challenge

Isaac looked at the two people in front of him. Neither Kujo Kazuya nor Kujo Ruri had the aura of a soldier. He could make a preliminary judgment that, as Asahi said, they were just family members of businessmen.

“We are going to my brother’s place now. Would you like to come with me, Mr. Asahi?” asked Ruri Kujo.

Her smile was infectious. Shy Ah Sheng blushed a little when she asked him, and said shyly, "Then... then let's go together, young master. Are you coming?"

He posed the question to Isaac.

“I’ve already seen the person, so I don’t think I need to go over.” Isaac smiled. “You guys go have fun.”

"Young Master, what are you talking about?"

Because they couldn't understand Japanese, they greeted him with a face full of questions.

"Oh, it seems that the family members of those two Japanese people went to the martial arts school I used to go to. I told them to go by themselves and I won't accompany them."

"Ah!? Young Master, aren't you going?"

Ah Zheng quickly grabbed Isaac, his face showing a hint of anxiety.

"That Japanese guy went to the martial arts school most likely to challenge them!"

"so what?"

"So... well... just to be on the safe side, it would be better if you went over and kept an eye on things." Ah Zheng was somewhat speechless.

In his mind, although Isaac in this world had trained in a martial arts school for a period of time, his martial arts skills were still a bit lacking, and he might get beaten up if he went out and showed off.

If you really run into a master, you might get a good beating.

“What you said makes sense. Then remember to bring a doctor with you when you go. It’s not good if anyone falls ill.”

"Well... okay."

Anyway, he thought that even if Isaac went, he wouldn't be of much help.

Isaac nodded, turned to look at the two siblings from the Kujo family, and said in Japanese, "Then you two have a good time around here, and if you can, call the doctor."

"Huh? Why do we need to call a doctor?"

"Didn't your eldest brother go to challenge the dojo? If he loses, wouldn't he need urgent medical treatment?"

“Big Brother will never lose,” Kujo Kazuya retorted, “He’s the Emperor…”

"Empire what?"

"..."

Kujo Kazuya seemed to realize he had said something wrong and immediately covered his mouth.

“My brother is a judo master, and he has a rank.” Ruri Kujo quickly stepped forward and said, “Ichiya trusts my brother a lot, so he’s a little unconvinced by what Mr. Isaac said.”

"Really……"

Isaac squinted at Hisashi Kazuya, who looked somewhat nervous.

"Never mind, I know a little about medicine myself, so I'll go with you to take a look."

"Good work."

Ruri Kujo bowed to Isaac.

"Oh? Young Master, you're planning to go over there?"