The Immortal Alchemist

𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞

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Cannons roared, the deafening noise of explosions prickling the eardrums of the soldiers.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

The soldiers stared unblinkingly at the center of the central command courtyard, their faces tense, and their firearms tightly gripped in their hands.

Dust filled the air, the courtyard finally returned to a sense of calm.

Every inch of the ground bore the scars of battle, as if it had been carpet-bombed—no brick was left intact.

In reality, only two people had fought here.

One was King Bradley, the Führer

(Grand President) of Amestris; the other was Schüler, a State Alchemist known as the "Immortal Alchemist."

The soldiers who had gathered to watch swallowed hard, exchanging uneasy glances.

No one dared to step into the courtyard.

After all just a while ago, all the soldiers who had tried to attack the Grand President had been turned into corpses.

"Is it over? Who won?"

"Is this kind of thing even humanly possible?"

"Don't panic! Everyone prepare to fire! We can't let the Grand President break through!"

The soldiers frantically raised their firearms, finding little comfort in their weapons.

They were up against King Bradley, a man who was worth a million-strong army.

Soon, the soldiers could clearly see the courtyard.

Grand President King Bradley's body had been pierced by a dozen rock spears that jutted from the ground.

His lower half had turned into a mass of rotten flesh.

His once-energetic demeanor was gone, his hair turned white as if he had aged decades; it was clear he was barely clinging to life.

On the other side, the Immortal Alchemist Schüler had a rapier piercing through his heart, his body covered in sword wounds, and missing a right leg.

The piercing pain stimulated his nerves, focusing his gaze on the rapier that had gone through his heart.

It was King Bradley's weapon, alchemically enhanced to be nearly indestructible.

"Damn it!"

With a trembling hand, Schüler clapped his hands together, intending to use his renowned bodily alchemy to heal his wounds.

He had undergone body-enhancing alchemy, making him almost superhuman.

Still, he was no match for this man.

"Snap!"

He clapped his hands, and a faint blue light flickered—his body alchemy activated, but to no effect.

"What's going on?"

"Ha... cough... It's useless, Schüler.

I know your body alchemy can heal any wound, which is why you earned the title of 'Immortal Alchemist.' The rapier piercing your heart was forged using the Philosopher's Stone specifically to counter you."

King Bradley chuckled weakly, showing no fear despite his grievous injuries.

A weapon forged from the Philosopher's Stone...

After several attempts, the body alchemy still showed no effect.

Feeling his strength rapidly depleting due to severe blood loss, Schüler understood there was no turning back.

Closing his eyes with a sigh of resignation, he managed to chuckle, shaking his head mockingly.

"It's an honor to die from a weapon made from a Philosopher's Stone, especially when it was wielded by you, President King Bradley."

"People think you specialize only in body alchemy," King Bradley looked at the man, his body aging rapidly.

Both had given their all in this battle, with Schüler revealing his hand, using other types of alchemy to reach this outcome.

Pulling a blood-soaked cigarette from his pocket, Schüler lit it with a snap of his fingers and took a deep puff. "Do you have any last words, Mr. President?"

"Last words? I have no need for such things.

Being able to face death in such a way is quite fulfilling.

Unrestricted by background, status, experiences, race, gender, or name—I fought simply for the joy of it.

It's liberating, to say the least.

Thanks to you humans, life has some value after all..

And you, Schüler, do you have any last words?"

As he said that, King Bradley saw no response.

Struggling to lift his head, he saw that the Immortal Alchemist had taken his last breath, a faint smile on his face.

"I won this battle,"

King Bradley peacefully closed his eyes, declaring the end of their duel.

Moments later after their deaths, the surrounding soldiers finally dared to approach, inspecting the bodies of King Bradley and the Immortal Alchemist, Schüler.

The soldiers saluted Schüler solemnly.

The lead sergeant said,

"State Alchemist Schüler, your contributions to protecting this nation will never be forgotten."

"Salute!"

After a moment of silence, another soldier reported that the front gate needed reinforcements.

Without a moment's hesitation, the soldiers moved on to participate in the ongoing war to protect Amestris.

"Last words? If I had something to say, it would be that I couldn't see the end. In the end, I was just a supporting character who didn't live to see the conclusion."

"The world of 'Fullmetal Alchemist' had finally come to an end."

In a pure white space, Schüler smiled bitterly to himself and soon received some strange information.

[World Clearance Score: 71 (Good).]

[You've been awarded 5 evaluation points.]

[You currently have 11 evaluation points.]

Though he had already anticipated it, seeing it actually, he couldn't help but curse:

"After doing all this, after researching alchemy day-in and day-out for decades, and even dying alongside Führer King Bradley, I only get a 'Good' score? To hell with this!"

He was just an average guy from Earth who died unexpectedly and got the system, it's just the system was like this..

He didn't know how many worlds had he travelled, didn't know what these evaluation points were for.

But one thing he knew: if he failed to clear the world or his evaluation was insufficient, points would be deducted; otherwise, they would increase.

Different outcomes would occur at 100 and 0 points.

Setting aside 100 points for a moment, if his score fell to zero, he could more or less guess the outcome—he would likely be wiped out, just like characters in "infinite flow" novels.

"Couldn't these evaluation points be exchanged for some weird items?" he lamented sarcastically.

The system didn't reply, but he saw a new screen appearing in front of him.

[The next world is 'Fate/Zero.]

[Please choose your character.]

[Rin Tohsaka, Sakura Matou, Shirou Emiya, Shinji Matou.]

Choosing the right character to inhabit was obviously crucial for clearing the world.

Just like in FullMetal Alchemist world, he got a random guy named 'Schüler' and was just limited to being a supporting character in the end.

He frowned and pondered for a moment before muttering to himself: "Shinji Matou."

During the Fourth Holy Grail War, among the four options for crossing over, the first two, Rin Tohsaka and Sakura Matou, were obviously disregarded due to their genders.

After all, even though he didn't remember much about his previous life, he could at least remember that he was a man..

As for his name, he didn't care anyway he would just take the name of the body.

Now, only two options were left..

Although Shirou Emiya was the protagonist, he was just a child during the Fourth Holy Grail War and couldn't access magic.

So, after much thought, Shinji Matou seemed to be the best option.

Although he was a harmless villain in the original story, his conditions were quite favorable.

He was also a descendant of magicians; as long as he didn't mess up, he was unlikely to die.

"Wait, the Fourth Holy Grail War?

How old was Shinji Matou back then?"

Just as this question popped into his mind, his vision went black, and his consciousness rapidly sank into deep darkness.