I’m in the Arms of the Cursed Grand Duke - Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

 

Huff- hah…

 

Clemente, who had left the room, took several deep breaths.

 

Pretty. His face.

 

Of course, his expressionless or frowning face was also beautiful. However, that smile with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and dimples appearing on his cheeks was even magnificent. For a moment, it seemed like light was shining from behind him.

 

But why did she run away?

 

‘Because he keeps saying embarrassing things.’

 

What does he mean it’s all thanks to me?

 

The one working hard right now is Zephyrus. She’s just watching and adding a few words.

 

As her embarrassed and pounding heart calmed down, she noticed the paper in her hand.

 

Written at the top in neat handwriting was ‘Things I Like.’

 

‘Things I like…’

 

She had decided on number 1 for now.

 

Pretty things!

 

Clemente, who had written it in crooked handwriting like a child would, fluttered the paper as she moved.

 

She was thinking of finding more things she liked.

 

**

 

Greenhouse Department Office and Herb Research Lab.

 

Clemente, who had come to visit the office with Zephyrus’s report, blinked at the sound of arguing coming from inside.

 

Everyone seemed excited and was speaking so fast that she couldn’t understand properly, but it seemed like they were saying ‘I’m right and you’re wrong!’ in a long-winded way.

 

“I’m here!”

 

“From the beginning is absolutely- Ah, Clemente.”

 

Ameti, the head of the Greenhouse Department who had been raising his voice in frustration, let out a sigh of relief upon seeing Clemente.

 

“I don’t understand why it’s not possible. Are you going to grow just one? Of course not. Then isn’t my point about needing to control temperature and humidity from the beginning correct?”

 

It was at such a fast pace that it was breathtaking to watch.

 

“I’m not asking for it to be hot enough to grow Rababa or cold enough to grow Snoise, am I?”

 

On the opposite side, Airite was pouring out passionate opinions with an indifferent face. He didn’t even look at Clemente. Ameti replied to him with a fed-up expression.

 

“I don’t know what Snoise is-”

 

“You don’t know what Snoise is! I don’t understand why you’re living in the Northern Region! Of course, it’s a rare herb that’s hard to find even in the north-”

 

“Stop! Physician, you’re too excited.”

 

Clemente stepped between the two and smiled brightly.

 

“Talk slowly. I can’t understand what you’re saying.”

 

“Ah. Then I’ll ask for your opinion. What happened was…”

 

Airite explained first.

 

Airite’s logic was simple.

 

It’s a greenhouse for growing herbs. There are many types of herbs and each has different growing environments. But the greenhouse can’t have the same temperature and humidity. It must be adjustable!

 

Clemente nodded. It seemed like a valid point.

 

“Clemente! Please listen to what I have to say too!”

 

Ameti’s counterargument was this.

 

A temperature-controlled greenhouse? It’s not impossible if we use magic. However, the cost is considerable.

 

Moreover, the Northern Region is a place where snow keeps falling. Finding a way to melt the snow outside so it doesn’t accumulate comes first.

 

That also needs to be solved with magic. There’s no capacity to worry about controlling the environment inside the greenhouse as well.

 

That also seemed like a reasonable opinion. Clemente, who had crossed her arms and nodded, answered lightly.

 

“With my brain, both seem right. You two can keep fighting then.”

 

“What? Clemente. Don’t you know how important this is? As for the snow, wouldn’t it be enough if Clemente melts it?”

 

“Teacher, say something that makes sense. Even if Clemente has a special constitution, is that something a person should say?”

 

“Then how about using Clemente’s room as a greenhouse for a while? Having a small garden or something. Oh, now that I say it, this is quite a good method. The most suitable herb would be…”

 

“Teacher…”

 

Airite had already entered his own world. Ameti shook his head as if communication was impossible and looked at Clemente.

 

“More importantly, what brings you here?”

 

“Rossia asked how much of my power I can use.”

 

“Yes, and?”

 

“How much and how many times do you need?”

 

With Ameti’s glass research, the possibility of creating a greenhouse that doesn’t require Clemente’s power had increased.

 

However, Airite didn’t want to leave Clemente’s special power unused. He didn’t know why she had such a constitution. Clemente could see he was excited about the idea of growing herbs that were impossible to cultivate.

 

He wanted to grow Katarang, which only grows in the desert. It’s an herb that only grows in places where it can avoid the desert’s night dew, requiring constant high temperatures throughout its growth.

 

He wanted Clemente to be responsible for that high temperature.

 

“Don’t mind what the teacher says. Herbs are important too, but Rossia said food comes first. If we just invent glass that melts snow immediately, then once a week should be enough.”

 

Ameti smiled gently and added.

 

“We’ll know for sure once we try it though.”

 

Clemente nodded.

 

“Clemente, I’ve decided. It’s a flower called Balun, and it’s good for colds. Since sunlight is important for this herb, don’t forget to keep the fire burning at all times.”

 

Then Airite interrupted. It seemed like creating a small herb garden in Clemente’s room was already a foregone conclusion.

 

“Yes. You can grow it in the Physician’s room.”

 

Clemente refused outright.

 

“Of course! If I could do it, I would have done it already!”

 

Airite looked frustrated. He really seemed to love herbs quite a lot.

 

‘…Things I like.’

 

Clemente suddenly became curious and asked.

 

“Physician, why do you like herbs?”

 

“Because I can’t dislike them.”

 

“…?”

 

Clemente wondered if she had misheard and looked at Ameti. His expression didn’t seem different from hers, so she seemed to have heard correctly.

 

“There must be a reason, right? Um. Like the scent of herbs being nice…”

 

“Of course they’re fragrant. But I like them simply because there’s no reason to dislike herbs.”

 

Airite and Clemente looked at each other as if they couldn’t understand each other. Clemente was the first to look away.

 

“Ah, what about you, Ameti? You do this work because you like research, right?”

 

“I probably couldn’t have done this much if I didn’t like it… It’s rather complex, no, there are multiple emotions. Sometimes it’s annoying and sometimes it’s good. That’s how it is.”

 

“I’ve never once thought of being annoyed by looking at herbs. Do you really like research?”

 

“…I wish not everyone thought you were as crazy as you are.”

 

Eventually Ameti’s words became harsh. It looked like the two were about to fight again. Anyway, Ameti’s glass research wasn’t finished yet. The greenhouse would be built after that.

 

“Um. Then I’ll be going! Don’t worry, I’ll tell Rossia that you two don’t seem to get along!”

 

There’s no way efficiency would come from two people who don’t get along being stuck together. If she tells Rossia, she’ll think of a solution.

 

As Clemente turned around without regret and grabbed the door handle, Ameti grabbed her with a shocked face.

 

“A-are you really going to say that?”

 

Seeing Ameti’s surprised face made her feel sorry for no reason.

 

“I was joking. But I think the results would be better if you stayed apart from each other.”

 

“…I’ll talk to him. Whatever I do, I’ll handle it, so please don’t let Clemente show it.”

 

“I’ll do that.”

 

“Thank you…”

 

Clemente silently patted the shoulder of Ameti, who was sighing in relief, and as she turned around, Airite’s cynical voice reached her ears.

 

“Clemente didn’t say anything wrong, so what’s so surprising? Wouldn’t it be good if she told them?”

 

“…Sigh.”

 

Even Ameti’s sigh.

 

**

 

Rossia looked at the documents that had come through Zephyrus.

 

It was an instruction to quickly determine when this ‘Nightmare of the Snowy Mountains’ would begin, along with orders to prepare for the caravan’s stay.

 

If it had been the original schedule, the caravan would have already come and gone by now.

 

It would be a better choice for them to return before the Nightmare of the Snowy Mountains begins.

 

However, this time they said that the only road leading to the Northern Region was blocked by a giant rock, making it impossible for carriages to move.

 

There’s nothing we can do about the delay caused by searching for a mage to clear the rocks.

 

Given the situation, the caravan personnel would also have to stay in the Northern Region.

 

That would mean using much more firewood than usual.

 

She had requested the caravan to prepare as much firewood as possible. Though she wasn’t sure how much they would bring.

 

‘I hope they bring a lot.’

 

Rossia rubbed her forehead and moved on to the next report.

 

It was a report from an informant keeping watch on the cadet branch.

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