The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 45

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 45

However, the fact that he endured all that with superhuman patience was probably because he was a good person.

She also recalled Rozien’s back as he pushed Sebardo away and protected her. Wrapped in black leather clothing, it seemed like the glorious light of the gods could never settle upon him.

If only she could drape a knight’s cloak over those broad shoulders…

“Sir Sebardo, I also think Rozien would make a truly excellent knight.”

“Haha, of course he would! With that kind of instinct and natural physique. Even without special training, just staying on the right path would lead him to great success.”

Prim fell silent for a moment while listening to the praise about Rozien.

If only he had stopped thinking that he couldn’t leave the side of her who couldn’t walk.

If only she had stopped relying on his arms from the beginning.

If only Rozien hadn’t pushed away the person who recognized his worth.

“…Sir Sebardo, since you’ve dealt with all the nearby Belklens, you’re planning to visit Lord Sanbertal, aren’t you?”

Sebardo raised his eyebrows as he looked at Prim, who was suddenly bringing up something out of the blue.

“Hmm, they say there are a few more left in other places, so I should go discuss that. But why do you ask…?”

Demon beast subjugation was both a duty and a shining honor for all knights, but it wasn’t free.

The lord naturally had to pay a price worthy of that honor. Usually knights received an advance payment first, and when the demon beast subjugation commission was completed, they received the completion fee, but in this case, the situation was so urgent that the order of things got a bit mixed up.

However, any lord who understood honor would surely have prepared to pay compensation for this demon beast subjugation.

“Could you take me along as well?”

“Huh? To the Lord’s Manor, you mean?”

Sebardo tilted his head.

Usually, commoner children would never have a chance to enter the Lord’s Manor in their entire lives. Just getting to look around once would be something to boast about for a lifetime.

‘But she didn’t seem interested in that sort of thing?’

“Is there something you want to see?”

“I heard there’s a Temple of Curresen in the Lord’s Manor. I want to see it.”

“Ah, I see. That’s not difficult at all. Let’s go together.”

Sebardo, who hadn’t bothered to find out what kind of temple existed in such a humble territory’s manor, nodded his head.

Rozien, who had finally escaped from the children, returned with his hair disheveled. As Rozien tilted his head, Prim reached out and tidied his hair.

“Rozien, the knight said he’d show us around the Lord’s Manor this time.”

“The Lord’s Manor?”

Rozien turned his body and glanced at Sebardo. At the look in his eyes, as if he were staring at a suspicious person trying to lure children with candy, Sebardo slightly raised both hands.

“Prim asked to see it?”

“You, Prim?”

“Yes, I wanted to visit the temple there, so I asked.”

Prim skillfully combed through Rozien’s hair with her fingers and tied the remaining hair at the nape of his neck with string. Then Rozien straightened his back and bowed cheerfully to Sebardo with a refreshing smile.

“Thank you, Sir Knight!”

Prim also bowed alongside him.

“Thank you, Sir Knight.”

“It’s nothing special… Enough, enough! These little ones are trying every trick to defeat me!”

Sebardo, who had become unnecessarily embarrassed, waved his arms and jumped up from his seat to flee. The sound of Rozien’s hearty laughter echoed through the backyard.

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Prim also made new Guiding Light to replace what Marseria had used up.

Since Luciano had decided to provide sponsorship, he wasn’t stingy even though it was only for one year.

As it was related to his reputation, he procured not only the empty fragrance materials for the perfume organ but also everything Prim had specially ordered.

Dried juniper berries, a specialty of Honingdal, orris root from Picodelverk – iris roots -, cedarwood chips from Ekenland, and frankincense from five different olive trees.

The frankincense powder, which was so bright it was almost transparent, moved Prim for the first time in a very long while.

She mixed these powder ingredients and hardened them with resin, forming them into small boat-shaped lumps.

The Marseria Priest would be able to confirm the incense blessed by Varin tomorrow morning.

‘The Priest will be pleased, won’t he?’

Although he had used the last remaining Guiding Light of the religious order without hesitation to find Prim and Rozien, the troubled feelings he got from looking at the empty display case after using it all up seemed unavoidable.

How could his heart not be troubled when the storehouse of the impoverished religious order only grew emptier each day?

Even though Luciano’s donation this time had brought in a considerable amount, the real power of a religious order couldn’t be achieved with money alone.

How skillfully they could produce the fragrances responsible for the gods’ meals, and how many blessed fragrances they possessed, showed the power that a religious order held.

And that perfumery couldn’t be accomplished just by having a lot of money. Even producing fragrances according to existing formulas required deep learning and long training. Creating new fragrances that could obtain divine blessings was beyond words.

The large religious orders that now held such high prestige had all been training perfumers for a long time based on enormous donations to please the gods.

They created fragrances according to time-honored formulas and obtained wonderful fragrances through collaboration with renowned perfumers.

All of this was unimaginable for a small religious order in this rural territory.

Although she had seen Prim’s talent, nevertheless, when she became a priest, there was already no one in this religious order who could make fragrances. To her, fragrances were something that only disappeared. She couldn’t even imagine them accumulating again.

Prim put charcoal in a small incense burner and placed pieces of the ‘Guiding Light’ she had made herself on top.

Soon the resin melted and smoke began to rise.

At the same time, the small boat-shaped incenses placed side by side on the altar began to sparkle. Divine blessing was directly descending upon them.

Particles of light mixed with the incense smoke, making it look like the Milky Way.

— Ahh, you know what? Good frankincense transforms into smoke and awakens the soul.

Varin now spoke to her like a neighbor friend. Prim smiled slightly. Then Varin raised his voice as if startled.

— Wait! What is that!

“Excuse me?”

— It’s an Argirophes!

“Argirophes?”

The white fox Bell that had followed Prim sniffed around at the fragrance and whined as if pleased.

Prim picked up the fox.

“Isn’t it just a fox?”

— No, you silly lily of the valley! Would there be ordinary foxes with fur as white as snow like this? It’s the divine beast Argirophes. Oh, I thought they were extinct! To think there was still one left.

“That divine beast, as far as I know, was supposed to look like a very large horned unicorn…”

Prim narrowed her eyes. Naturally, Prim also knew the stories about Argirophes, which held a place in mythology, but its appearance was very different from what she knew.

— Ah! That’s because it can transform.

“Transform?”

At the word transformation, Bell perked up its ears, then tensed its whole body on the altar. After stretching out its arms and straining for a long time, there was soon a popping sound.

— Oink!

“Uh…”

— Oh.

Bell, transformed into a small white baby boar with patterns on its back, bounced around excitedly. It seemed to be the first time it had tried transforming.

“It’s a boar…”

— Well, anyway, a transformation is a transformation.

After running around for a while, the baby boar made another popping sound and returned to its small fox form, then crawled onto Prim’s lap and quickly fell asleep.

“If it’s a divine beast, does it have some special ability?”

— Uh… it eats fragrances.

“Like the gods? Then like the gods, blessings or…”

— No, not like that, it just eats fragrances.

“Then perhaps it emits a special fragrance from its body…”

— Hmm, not really, just… fragrance is its food.

So it meant that like the gods, it ate fragrances and grew, but couldn’t give blessings or divine oracles, and was a fox with some transformation ability.

“Hmm, it’s just a fox then. A fox that costs less to feed and can transform.”

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