Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

The trainees below also looked at the stage in surprise.

"Brigadier General Isaac personally presented the graduation certificates?"

"This year's students are quite lucky."

Normally, these tasks are done by the principal, and only in very rare cases are they done by high-ranking officers in the command headquarters.

Isaac, standing on the stage, looked at the serious-faced graduates and began to present certificates in order.

"Cadet Norton Alvis has achieved excellent academic results and diligently completed all training during his time at the academy. He is now awarded the rank of sergeant and is expected to strive to defend the country and fight for the people in the future." Isaac said, handing the cadet his graduation certificate and medal from Roy.

"Yes, Brigadier General! I will certainly live up to the country's expectations of me!" the cadet, or rather the soldier, shouted as soon as he received the certificate and medal.

"Very good!" Isaac patted him on the shoulder. "I look forward to your future performance."

"Yes, sir!" The sergeant was overjoyed. Isaac had always been his idol, and receiving praise from his idol was incredibly exciting for him.

Isaac continued to the next student.

"Cadet Nat Vito has achieved excellent academic results during his time at the academy and has diligently completed all training exercises. He is hereby awarded the rank of Sergeant. It is hoped that he will defend the country and protect the people in the future."

As is customary, Isaac continued to hand the certificate and medal to the student.

"Yes, sir!" the soldier replied, standing ramrod straight, before accepting the certificate and medal.

Next, Isaac presented certificates and medals to the graduating students one by one.

Finally, it was Violet's turn.

The two of them stood there without moving, staring at each other.

After a long pause, Isaac smiled slightly and said, "You've grown up, Violet."

"Yes," Violet replied with a bright smile.

“Well…” Isaac coughed twice and said:

"Cadet Violet Evergarden has performed exceptionally well during her time at the academy, achieving first place in all training categories. She is hereby awarded the rank of Warrant Officer."

Without saying anything more, Isaac handed the certificate to Violet.

As Violet received the certificate, Isaac personally pinned the medal on her head in front of everyone in the audience.

“Looking forward to your guidance in the future, Violet, or rather, Warrant Officer Eve Garden, my excellent adjutant,” Isaac said with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Brigadier General Isaac!" Unlike her usual composed demeanor, Violet's eyes were now glistening with tears.

She finally became Isaac's lieutenant and stayed by his side.

Chapter 126: The Artificial Human

After Violet graduated and was transferred to Isaac's team, she gradually became familiar with her work as his adjutant.

With Violet's help, Isaac felt his work was much easier.

"Brigadier General Isaac, Mr. Edward Elric has sent a letter to headquarters." Violet handed a letter to Isaac, who was sitting at his desk idly.

Violet had changed into a blue military uniform, with the medal Isaac had personally pinned on her chest at the graduation ceremony. Her original long blonde hair was now tied up in a bun, making her look dashing and heroic.

"A letter from that Edward kid?"

Isaac took the letter, opened it, and read its contents.

"A fake cult leader is appearing in Riol to swindle people? This already constitutes a cult." Isaac continued reading the contents.

The letter also mentioned information such as fake Philosopher's Stones.

“Go take a look.” Setting the letter aside, Isaac called out, “Roy! Get five hundred men and come with me to Rior.”

After tidying up his things, he continued, "Violet, you should get ready too."

"Yes."

Rior is a small city located east of Amestolis and under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Command.

Those who came here witnessed the current state of the city.

It was a crazy scene.

Broken glass and bloodstains were everywhere on the ground, and the building was dilapidated.

People in the street were fighting each other with weapons.

"This is hell!" Roy's face darkened as he looked at the scene before him.

Just then, Isaac saw a little girl hiding in a corner crying, and a crazed man walking towards her with an iron pipe in his hand.

The little girl was about to be hit by the iron pipe.

Isaac rushed forward, drew his sword, and severed the man's arm.

Ignoring the man screaming on the ground, Isaac turned around and said, "Violet, take this little girl to the rear for protection."

"Yes." Violet accepted the order, helped the little girl up from the ground, comforted her for a few moments, and then led her away.

"Roy! Take everyone to quell the riot."

“What if they resist?” Roy asked.

"You decide for yourself based on the situation. Shooting is permitted," Isaac said.

"Yes!" Roy said, leading his soldiers into the city.

Isaac looked up at the church after most of the people had left. He could clearly see a bald old man standing on the platform, watching the rioting crowd below with a mocking expression.

The photograph attached to Edward's letter shows that this is the cult leader.

"I sensed three inhuman 'energies' from the beginning, and I didn't expect to have already locked onto one." Isaac walked towards the church step by step with a strange smile, carrying his knife.

Meanwhile, the church's 'leader' continued to watch the rioting crowd below with amusement.

"Humans are so foolish, they never learn their lesson."

At that moment, he saw a black-haired young man in a blue military uniform walking towards him.

"soldier?"

Before he could think, the newcomer suddenly looked up at him with a sinister grin on his face.

"Oh no!" He instinctively sensed something was wrong and tried to back away, but it was too late.

Isaac stomped his foot on the ground and leaped straight up, flying to the 'leader' in the stands, where he drew his sword and swung it.

Click!

The cult leader's right arm was severed instantly.

"Who are you?" the cult leader roared, clutching his severed arm.

Isaac, on the other hand, witnessed an amusing scene.

The 'cult leader' slowly transformed into a disheveled young man wearing a black bodysuit, and his severed hand grew back after a burst of red lightning.

"Hmm? The severed arm has grown back, that's quite interesting. Who are you?" Isaac asked with great interest.

"Damn it! I'm the one asking you a question!" the boy roared.

But before he could even finish shouting, Isaac's knife pierced his eye, and the blade emerged from his head after passing through his eye.

"what!!!"

The boy fell to the ground and cried out in pain as Isaac pulled out the knife.

"Oh? You survived with your head pierced? You're quite interesting." Isaac still grinned maliciously, looking at the boy who was groaning in pain.

"You bastard! I'll kill you!!" The boy's face was contorted, and his right hand transformed into a blade as he charged toward Isaac.

hum!

Isaac's right-hand mechanical armor spun, and a rainbow-colored streak of light shot out, cleaving the boy charging towards Isaac in two.

But it's not over yet.

He clasped his hands together and slapped them on the ground, and blue lightning was transmitted to the 'corpse' lying on the ground.

boom!

A violent explosion rang out, and the corpse, which had already been split in two, was now torn to pieces.

Isaac did not leave, but quietly looked at the scattered pieces of the corpse on the ground.

Not long after, red lightning flashed on the ground again, and the fragments of the 'corpse' slowly gathered together, then transformed back into the shape of the boy from before.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Isaac clapped his hands and looked at the angry boy staring at him, laughing, "Not bad, you can turn back into pieces after being reduced to fragments. I really want to dissect you."

"Who exactly are you?" the boy asked warily.

“Me? Just a soldier from Amestoris,” Isaac said. “But you, who are you? What are you trying to do by impersonating the cult leader?”

The boy suddenly laughed: "Me? I'm not an inferior human, but an artificial human."

"Cyborg?"

Isaac had read this word in many documents while studying alchemy, but he had never actually seen it before.

The boy in front of me claims to be a cyborg, but I don't know if that's true.

"What a huge loss! What I thought would be an easy mission turned into two deaths at the hands of a weak human." The boy said, then suddenly ran backward. "But my mission is complete, there's no need to keep fighting you."

"Want to run?"

Isaac wanted to give chase, but then he heard two 'qi's' that were the same as the boy's coming from behind.

He immediately jumped to the side, and three black spikes pierced the spot where he had been standing.

Looking up, I saw two people standing on the roof: a sexy, mature woman and a fat man sucking his finger.

"Raster, is this person edible?"

“No, Gratoni, this is an important ‘human sacrifice’.”

The woman was called Rust, and the chubby boy was probably Gratoni.

"Gentlemen, aren't you cold standing on the roof? Why don't you come down and keep me company?" Isaac said with a smile, walking towards them with his knife in hand.

"No, see you next time, handsome young soldier." Last, with Gratoni in tow, leaped up and left the church.