The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 49

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 49

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“Are you going too?”

While packing his belongings to visit the lord, Sebardo tilted his head and asked when Luciano appeared, adjusting his attire.

Luciano replied with a smile.

“Oh, Sir Knight. With what money would that penniless lord pay the knights?”

Lord Sanbertal was scraping together money to deal with the demon beasts in his territory, and since Luciano was planning to come nearby anyway, he was providing the funding.

Also, after deciding to sponsor Prim, he had bought the flawed perfumer exam recommendation letter from Priest Cuern, who was Lord Sanbertal’s brother.

“So the payment you’ll receive is fundamentally my money.”

Sebardo replied to those words.

“Then it would be good if you lent him a lot.”

“Actually, his loan limit has just been increased, the lord’s.”

“Oh?”

“Because he now has a way to repay the money.”

The new hope that had emerged in this impoverished territory with no source of income was none other than the Temple of Varin.

To Luciano, that temple now looked like a golden temple with fountains of gold dust spouting forth.

‘It’s the base of a special perfumer. Moreover, the climate isn’t bad either. Flowers and plants should grow well.’

Luciano recalled the scene where Prim was teaching Bianna how to extract fragrances.

He was amazed that Prim knew such things, but geniuses each showed their own peculiar aspects.

And she wouldn’t have taught that to Bianna without any intention. All the geniuses he knew were looking several moves ahead. Prim was definitely planning to steadily produce fragrances here through that child.

Also, the profession of priest was quite suitable for growing and tending plants, so that work could become a source of income for the orphanage.

When income-generating business begins, the territory naturally becomes wealthy. And that income would grow together with Prim.

As long as Prim lived and created fragrances, it would continue.

In Luciano’s opinion, the day when Sangbertal Territory would become famous for fragrances didn’t seem far off. And the distribution of those fragrances would naturally belong to our trading company!

“You shouldn’t view that child as a means of making money.”

Sebardo said sternly.

Though not yet completely shrewd, Luciano was a sufficiently mature merchant who knew how to convey his intentions with just a smile and silence.

Sebardo furrowed his brow and cleared his throat.

“And I also have no intention of converting that child or making her change religious orders.”

“Of course. An honorable knight like yourself would never do such a thing!”

When Luciano made an exaggerated fuss, Sebardo narrowed his eyes further.

Soon Rozien and Prim emerged from inside the villa.

Luciano couldn’t help but smile warmly at the sight of their childlike antics.

“Oh, great sword of Yulberon! Welcome!”

The lord would have liked to come out barefoot if he could.

His opponent wasn’t just any inquisitor, but Sebardo, renowned as Yulberon’s first sword.

“Though it may be lacking, I’ve prepared with all my effort. I’d be delighted if you enjoy it. Marseria Priest, have you been well? I haven’t been able to greet you properly. But those children are…?”

Lord Sanbertal tilted his head and looked at Rozien and Prim. The Marseria Priest smiled and said.

“Ah, they’re children from our orphanage. They also contributed to this demon beast extermination.”

Lord Sanbertal made a displeased expression—why bring temple orphans here of all places?—then felt Sebardo’s gaze fixed on him.

Sometimes there were those who were excessively generous to orphans. Something about honor or charity.

The lord, who hadn’t managed to gather all the money he needed to pay those inquisitors, quickly corrected his expression.

“Haha, please come… come…?”

However, the lord’s words couldn’t continue for long. His gaze was fixed on Prim’s face.

Sebardo smiled coldly.

“What’s wrong, Lord? Is it difficult to welcome the temple children? If so…”

At that moment, the lord really did jump up. His feat of making his head shoot up to touch the ceiling made the knights’ eyes widen.

“No, no, it’s not that! No! That’s not it! Haha, I was just surprised because these children are so lovely! Come, come in quickly!”

Soon a grand welcoming feast began. Charcoal-grilled chicken dishes, fragrant lamb grilled golden with garlic sauce, seasoned cooked rice formed into balls and fried crispy, cream stew simmered long with plenty of dried shellfish, and white bread baked moist inside and crispy outside filled the table.

Fragrant wine filled every empty cup, and when everyone was gulping down their drinks, the lord began to speak.

He was truly grateful for exterminating the demon beasts, Yulberon’s blessing and so forth, he had prepared a certain amount, but would it be alright to pay the remaining amount in installments…

“Installments?”

“…”

“…”

“…”

Sebardo’s wine cup stopped, and the gazes of all the knights sitting there fixed on the lord at once.

It was a look that would have made an ordinary person retract all their previous words and more, but the lord still wore a smiling face.

Though he did swallow dry saliva and cold sweat trickled down.

Sebardo first emptied all the wine in his cup and set down the empty glass.

“Hmm…”

Only the sound of a servant filling the wine cup trickled.

“How many months would it take?”

Seeing possibility in Sebardo’s words, the lord’s face brightened.

“Twelve… no, six months! If you give me just six months, I’ll manage it somehow!”

“But if we allow such things, won’t other lords come running saying they want to do demon beast subjugation on installments too? Then how will the impoverished knights catch demon beasts and uphold justice on this continent?”

Another knight said with displeasure, glaring at the lord. Sweat ran down the lord’s spine.

“Absolutely… absolutely this matter will never leak out!”

“If only lords’ mouths were as heavy as castle gates, many affairs in this world would have been resolved without any problems!”

Another knight shouted while refreshingly emptying his wine cup. When the lord was just sweating profusely, Sebardo raised his hand.

The knights who had been noisily criticizing the lord instantly quieted down as if nothing had happened, stopped talking, and began eating and drinking. Only the clatter of dishes and the sound of servants refilling food remained in the banquet hall.

“Hmm, I hear there’s a Temple of Curresen in this manor? With your brother serving as the priest in charge…”

“Ah, yes, th-that’s right!”

The lord floundered like a frying fish. Had he been caught offering cheap donations to Curresen to try to get by somehow?

Saying he was asking about installments because he had no money to give here after becoming penniless from donating there…

Fortunately, that wasn’t what Sebardo Rickhart had to say.

“I too serve a god, so I could say all priests are my colleagues. So since I’ve come this far, I thought I’d pay my respects.”

Sebardo said, glancing toward the Marseria Priest. The Marseria Priest also smiled.

“Haha, how generous of you!”

“What generosity could there be? And incidentally, these children also want to offer prayers at Curresen’s temple—would that be alright?”

“Pardon?”

The Temple of Curresen located in Sanbertal Manor was always empty befitting a temple in an impoverished territory, but even so, being inside the manor, it was a place only nobles or those working in the manor could enter and exit.

It wasn’t really a place for orphan commoners to enter, but…

“Of course it’s fine! Of course!”

If the installment matter that almost didn’t work out would pass, the lord could let in human orphans, cat orphans, dog orphans, even flower seed orphans—anyone at all.

“Perhaps then, um, interest-free…”

“Lord, you must maintain your dignity as a lord. There are still remaining Bellclen, aren’t there.”

“Ah, that’s right, that’s right. Hahaha. Hahaha…”

The lord laughed squeakily while clenching his fist under the table.

Even though the interest-free matter didn’t pass, he had still managed the installments!

This alone was a tremendous achievement. Tears of joy seemed ready to soak his heart.

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