The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 39

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 39

For whatever reason, the children were not only safe but had even gathered an armful of roses.

The strangely refreshing and pleasant fragrance emanating from the children mixed with the rich rose fragrance, making everything feel almost dreamlike.

The Marseria Priest, who had finally released the children, asked frantically.

“Nothing happened to you? Were you okay? How did you get the rose petals…?”

“Ah! We were being chased by a Bellclen and running away when we found rose vines. The petals were scattered on the ground.”

Prim observed the faces of Sebardo and the other Inquisitors who were listening intently to Rozien’s words.

Even while smelling this rich rose fragrance and seeing these deep-colored petals, they showed no sign of knowing this was Ferum Rosa.

Perhaps that was natural. Even among perfumers, many didn’t properly know the original forms of fragrance materials. Those who could identify fragrance materials by scent alone with their eyes closed, yet couldn’t tell exactly what plant it was when seeing petals piled up.

Moreover, Ferum Rosa was an item that even Yulberon’s followers had given up searching for. It was natural that the knights wouldn’t recognize the flower.

Prim chose silence for now with the Ferum Rosa before them. Right now, neither they nor the Temple of Varin had any power. The treasure could be revealed slowly.

Meanwhile, Rozien looked around.

“But all the Bellclens are…?”

“We dealt with all the ones that were attacking in this area for now. Nothing to worry about. But wait, you were chased by them?”

Rozien nodded. Sebardo examined the children’s condition again. The children looked somewhat tired but didn’t seem seriously injured.

‘How could they… after being chased by monsters?’

How could a young child escape from monsters on foot without even riding a horse?

Unless there was divine intervention…

At that moment, his gaze turned to the stone Prim was holding. A fragrance like a cozy bed and morning sunlight touching together was gently spreading through this dim forest.

However, his thoughts were interrupted.

“More importantly, Prim is injured. There’s nothing we can do about it, but still…”

“Huh?”

While the Marseria Priest was startled, Sebardo quickly lifted Prim up and examined under the child’s feet. They were covered in blood.

“Good heavens! What happened!”

“It’s okay. This isn’t urgent anyway. More importantly, thank you for coming to find us.”

Prim tucked their damp short hair behind their ear and bowed their head while being held in his hands.

Sebardo composed his bewildered expression.

“Well, even if there’s nothing we can do about the curse… still… no, I understand. Yes. Well, your Priest worked harder than I did.”

The Marseria Priest, who had finally regained composure, hurriedly picked up the incense burner from the ground.

Prim watched the smoke from the incense burner envelop the surroundings before gradually subsiding, drawing a faint smile.

It was a trace of their efforts—theirs and Varin’s—to save Prim and Rozien.

“Uh… Oh! It’s out! It’s out! The incense burner has gone out!”

Then Luciano, who had been secretly wiping away tears, suddenly pointed and jumped up from his spot.

At first, everyone looked puzzled, but soon everyone except Prim and Rozien turned pale.

“Why… are you doing that?”

At Rozien’s question, Sebardo moved his dry lips without taking his eyes off the extinguished incense burner.

“This forest is so deep… we came here burning incense and following Varin’s guidance, but now that incense…”

Sebardo couldn’t finish his words. He had thought the incense burner’s fragrance might be somewhat precarious, but he never expected it to end so abruptly!

Another knight tried his best to come up with a solution.

“F-first, let’s check the direction of the sun and head south…”

However, even when they looked up, the forest was dense and it was barely possible to gauge the direction of shadows. To make matters worse, the sun was slowly disappearing.

Then Rozien grinned and looked at Prim.

“That seems manageable somehow. Right, Prim?”

Prim nodded and held out what they had been clutching while dangling from Sebardo.

In that hand was the stone with the morning fragrance that Sebardo had smelled.

“A stone?”

The stone floated up gently. Then it began moving around and emitting light. Startled, Sebardo almost dropped Prim.

Rozien immediately ran over, but Sebardo just hurriedly readjusted his hold on Prim without putting them down.

Prim pointed to the stone and said.

“Now we just need to follow where that stone guides us.”

“That stone… what kind of stone is that exactly?”

“It’s a stone that Varin blessed when we were escaping. It repels misfortune and unknown… what was it? What did he say.”

“Oh, good heavens, Varin! Your servant is here, and I shall navigate through the maze as you guide…”

At first, some people thought the children were just playing around, but seeing the Marseria Priest rejoicing without a hint of doubt, everyone was surprised and widened their eyes.

“R-really?”

“How is that possible? There’s no temple here…”

Sebardo looked around in confusion. However, the Marseria Priest didn’t seem to doubt Prim’s words at all.

‘Huh.’

Sebardo quietly stared at the stone that was floating and emitting light on its own.

That priest seemed to have a somewhat doting side, but looking back, he had never acted excessively about anything.

‘It really is a sacred relic.’

He could feel the pleasant freshness that only sacred relics possess. Having seen Yulberon’s sacred relics several times, it was clear to Sebardo.

Also, while Yulberon’s temple had several such sacred relics, it was amazing that a god with only one priest named Marseria and seemingly little power could create such a sacred relic through fragrance.

And the fact that it was made by a mere ten-year-old child.

Marseria approached Prim, made the sign of the cross, and asked.

“Varin even spoke to you! Oh, my goodness! Unknown, what came after unknown?”

Prim rolled their eyes.

“I can’t remember exactly…”

That wasn’t the time to be remembering such things, was it?

“I’ll tell you when I remember next time.”

“Yes, yes! Please do.”

The Marseria Priest nodded happily. Sebardo watched the Marseria Priest and only moved his lips.

He had heard Yulberon’s voice before, but only once, the moment he received his knighthood.

The god had told him that He expected him to become a true knight of justice. Since then, he had kept that divine oracle in his heart and devoted himself to reach this point.

But weren’t both Marseria and Prim speaking as if Prim could hear the god’s words multiple times?

Perhaps thinking they were naive, he could see other knights finding it somewhat endearing and holding back laughter. Sebardo restrained them with a look and quietly stared at the fragrant stone.

‘But how exactly did they receive this blessing?’

The Temple of Varin was quite far from this Silver Aspen Forest and the villa.

Blessings couldn’t be received outside of temples, so how exactly?

However, not everyone could understand all of the god’s workings. In any case, the children had returned safely, they had obtained a stone blessed by the god, and they had even found a way to return. This was enough. Other things could be learned slowly.

“You can put me down now.”

Then Rozien, who had approached from the side, finally spoke up, unable to bear it any longer. Sebardo looked back and forth between Rozien and Prim for a moment.

He knew that Rozien’s strength and build were different from his peers, but still, he was an adult and Rozien was still a child.

“Let’s go like this for now. You’re tired too.”

“Sir Knight, you too…”

“I’m an adult, you little rascal.”

Prim pondered for a moment, then snuggled firmly into Sebardo’s arms. It was a firm decision to be carried by Sebardo, not Rozien.

“Oh!”

Sebardo was startled and then awkwardly supported Prim in his arms.

“Prim!”

Rozien cried out like a betrayed loyal retainer. Sebardo was caught in the middle and bewildered for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Prim pointed toward outside the forest, indicating they should go now.

Everyone courageously exited the forest following Varin’s light.

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