Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"What is your purpose?!"

"Creating Hell!!"

The shouts of the rugby team members were deafening.

Lin Shuidunxin, who was familiar with what they were originally like, smiled slightly.

"It seems like there's definitely something to look forward to."

Chidori Kaname: "...I advise you not to have any expectations."

With the sound of the whistle, the match officially began.

The ball was passed to Yu Goda, and the opposing team rushed towards him.

"Slaughter them!!"

At Yu Goda's command, he headbutted one of the opposing players in the jaw while holding the ball, causing the player to faint.

Before the other player could react, his arm muscles tensed, veins bulging, and he slammed the rugby ball into another player's face like a cannonball.

Bang! ! !

The team member fell backward, spitting out several blood-stained teeth.

"..."

The members of the football team from Shokoyama High School were all stunned, staring in horror at the menacing Jindai High School team in front of them.

"Coach Satomi said! Imprint fear forever in their hearts!!" Yu Goda sneered, "Kill them!!"

"Ooooooo!!!"

The stadium was filled with deafening shouts of battle.

Besides the shouts of killing and screams, the sound of bones breaking could also be heard from time to time.

Chidori covered her eyes, unable to bear watching that cruel scene.

Isaac nodded in satisfaction.

"There are still some results from the training."

Lin Shuidun nodded and smiled, "It seems you've done a good job teaching Isaac."

"I think so too. After I retire, I can work part-time as a team coach or something."

"Bullshit!!"

Chidori finally couldn't take it anymore and picked up a paper fan, smashing it directly onto Isaac's head.

Chapter 1311: The Showdown with Mithril

"Although it happened suddenly, Mithril did issue the order to start the operation."

"About Mithril... well, there's nothing we can do about it. You're still one of them, after all."

On the second day of the rugby training match, Sousuke Sagara received orders from Mithril to send his Western Pacific SRT Marine Corps unit, Tuatha De Danann, on a field mission.

Of course, it wasn't just the SRT unit that went; the entire Marine Corps was going, so it seemed to be a very important mission.

"Isn't this a coincidence? We also have a field mission here," Isaac said. "We might be going to Taba in the Middle East in a couple of days. Where are you going?"

"Taberia".

"...They're all going there. It seems the situation there isn't very stable."

Isaac nodded.

"May I ask, what are you going there for?"

"What about IW's protection of its citizens from persecution by dictators?"

"Protect the country destroyed by mobs."

"..."

“I think you’ve realized it too, Sagara, that IW really has to fight Mithril this time,” Isaac laughed. “And you’re currently in Mithril’s SRT squad, so we’ll run into you guys eventually.”

"Yes... then, Instructor, what is my mission? To sabotage this operation?"

"No, just follow the plan. Do what you're supposed to do. Neither the rulers of Taboria nor the people there are targets of IW's protection. Do whatever you like."

Isaac paused, then glanced at his pocket watch.

“At 7:20 PM, when the ‘Mithril’ mission begins, we will interfere with the ‘Mithril’ channel for a total of 15 seconds. I will transmit the command to you at that time.”

"learn."

"be careful."

"Yes, but... the mission here..."

“I’ll delegate the tasks here to someone else,” Isaac said, pointing behind him.

Violet sat at home drinking black tea, with Erica, who had arrived at Isaac's house the previous week, and Roberta, the maid, cleaning.

“These three people are enough to protect them. I’ve also placed snipers around the area, and there are security personnel on the streets from here to the school. Going out for a while shouldn’t be a big problem.”

"Yes, then I will return to the Western Pacific team first."

"Ah."

Sousuke Sagara, carrying his luggage, bid farewell to Isaac, while Isaac turned around and found Erica.

"I'm sorry, I have to go on a long trip after you've only been here for a week."

"fine."

Erica shook her head expressionlessly.

Having lived with Isaac since childhood, she naturally noticed the changes in Isaac from childhood to adulthood.

She has witnessed everything from the timid but kind-hearted child she once was to the teenager she is today.

Since the incident at Yerkastum, she has come to realize that the child who always hid behind her may no longer need her protection.

She always saw herself as someone who 'lived to protect Isaac, was a prop for Isaac,' until Isaac told her she was family, and only then did her mindset begin to slowly change.

However, even now, she still completely obeys Isaac's words.

"I'll be in your way while I'm away. Please take care of Ayana and Kaname. I'll only be gone for a few days, not too long."

"Yes."

"Thank you for your help."

As Isaac spoke, he looked at Violet.

Violet.

"Ok?"

Seeing Violet looking up at him, Isaac hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, bending down, and kissing her on the cheek.

"I'm going out to work, I'll be back soon."

"Well, be careful on the road."

As Violet spoke, she cupped Isaac's face and kissed his lips.

-

Three days later, in Taba, in the Middle East.

Smoke and dust filled the air. Even in the city, where gunshots could be faintly heard, pedestrians on the streets quickly gave way. AS and tanks moved along the main road, looking as if a battle was about to begin.

"Boss, you don't need to come out personally for this kind of thing. It would be better to stay home with your girlfriend."

“We always need to keep an eye on things here, and this matter is related to ‘Mithril’... Moreover, our investments in this country should be enough to ensure the stability of the situation. The sudden outbreak of unrest makes me feel that someone is behind it... This time, I’m afraid I’ll be stuck here for several months.”

Isaac lowered his head and said.

"But George, you just mentioned your girlfriend. I'm not sure yet how two people in a relationship should act in a proper way."

"We go on dates, have dinner, watch a movie, and then sleep together until the next day."

"Simple and straightforward."

"I think it's rather strange that you, boss, still don't know how to get along with your girlfriend at this point."

“I always kiss goodbye when I leave… I learned that from a movie,” Isaac said. “Do you have any good suggestions?”

"Boss, my wife and I divorced a long time ago."

"...Never mind, forget I asked."

Isaac shook his head, crossed his legs, and sat down to wait.

George sat to the side, waiting.

"...By the way, what time is it now?"

"6:50."

"He's almost two hours late. If I remember correctly, he's the only guy who dares to be late when he does business with us."

"Indeed, even the people from 'Mithril' dare not be late."

Click.

The door to the office where the two were located was opened, and an officer wearing a red beret walked in, followed by several armed soldiers.

"Ah, I'm sorry, it took me a little time to deal with some traitors."

The man chuckled and sat down in the main seat, then looked at George and Isaac.

He seemed to completely disregard the two of them.

"Mr. Shechk, you brought a child with you? Your bodyguard? Or your son?"

“Watch your tone, Colonel Maris,” George said, frowning. “We came all the way from headquarters to help you quell the rebellion.”

"Suppressing the rebellion is my job, no need for IW to worry about it." Maris completely ignored what George said. "The main reason I've called you here is to purchase your most advanced drone."

“…Mr. Maris, this item is not for sale.”

“Not for sale? Oh no, this is the best thing we can use to deal with those elusive rebels,” Maris laughed. “If we lose, IW’s investment here will be completely wiped out.”