The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 5

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 5

Rozien wiped Prim’s wet feet dry and dried them with a hand fan.

Then, following Prim’s gaze to the flower bouquet, he suddenly exclaimed.

“Hey! Prim! Look at your hands too.”

“Oh, this is fine.”

“It’s not fine at all!”

Rozien looked at Prim’s hands, which were scratched all over from rose thorns, opened his mouth wide, glanced at the flower bouquet once, then swallowed what he was going to say and changed the subject.

“…Did you do this because you wanted to make it?”

“Yeah.”

“I see… But next time, just wait a little. I come right away when you call, don’t I?”

“It’s fine, they’ll all heal by nighttime anyway.”

Her curse does not allow calluses to form.

“It’s not about healing.”

Grumbling like that, Rozien confirmed that all the blood had been washed from Prim’s feet and showed her his back.

Prim rubbed her eyes seeing that familiar back, which she had known for such a long time, had become much smaller. Her eyes quickly reddened.

“Prim?”

“Mm-hmm.”

When she stretched out her arms and leaned against his back, Rozien lifted her up and stood up briskly.

Rozien had a sturdier build than his peers and Prim was smaller than hers, so he always said carrying her wasn’t very difficult.

“Should I bring the flower bouquet you made too?”

“No, I want to leave this here.”

Rozien left the flower bouquet on the altar, adjusted Prim on his back once, and stepped out of the old temple.

“Prim, guess what I did today?”

“What did you do?”

“Should I show you?”

“Yeah.”

Prim knew what Rozien had done at this time, but she didn’t say she knew. Rozien’s steps became even more hurried.

The orphanage of Varin Temple was an impoverished place even within the impoverished Sangbertal Territory, but it still had a few advantages, which was the beautiful scenery that could be seen from the low hill behind the orphanage.

When Rozien, carrying Prim, took a slight detour up the hill, the first thing that caught their eyes was a large tree. And something that hadn’t been there until recently was hanging from that tree.

“Can you see it?”

“…Yeah, I can see it.”

It was a swing.

There was no way the orphanage’s meager resources could have obtained such sturdy, long rope and fine-grained wooden plank.

It was rope and plank that Rozien had barely managed to obtain after a full year of helping with all sorts of work since coming to this orphanage. Besides, hanging it up so high wouldn’t have been an ordinary task either.

“It’s called a swing, and it’s not scary even if it sways a bit. It’s really fun.”

“…”

Saying that, Rozien carefully seated Prim on the swing. The swing was a bit high, so Prim’s feet didn’t touch the ground.

Prim’s feet didn’t touch the ground…

“Prim, hold the rope tight. I’ll push you.”

Rozien quickly ran behind Prim and carefully pushed the swing. The swing slowly swayed back and forth. The scenery repeatedly moved away and came closer.

In the undulating air, the smell of wild grass and the fragrance of wildflowers mingled with the refreshing scent emitted by wind-blown leaves.

“How is it? Fun, right!”

“…”

“From now on, tell me right away if you want to ride the swing. Got it?”

Perhaps worried that Prim might be scared, Rozien spoke while pushing the swing gently.

Yet he didn’t say a word about how long he had struggled to make this swing, to obtain the sturdy rope and plank.

Prim thought it felt like being rocked very slowly in a cradle. How would she, a complete orphan who didn’t even know who her parents were, know the feeling of a cradle’s rocking, but still.

In her past life, she couldn’t be happy even after receiving this gift. She thought it only reminded her of her situation of being unable to walk.

Even thinking that way, she couldn’t get angry at Rozien. Because she thought she couldn’t go anywhere without him.

She had taken her damp revenge by never once saying she wanted to ride the swing.

Rozien, as if understanding her heart, had only smiled throughout the time when the swing he had put so much effort into making was left unused forever.

But he must have known.

Now she seemed to understand. Just as Rozien had many thoughts seeing her walk alone, he must have reflected on her never bringing up the swing…

Now Prim decided not to let Rozien interpret her silence.

“Rozien.”

“Yeah, what?”

When the swing came back, Rozien tilted his head and responded. Prim spoke slowly, feeling the swing’s motion.

“I’m going to become a perfumer.”

At those words, Rozien abruptly stopped the swing and ran to her front, jumping up.

“Really? Yes, you have talent! Let’s ask the Priest to teach you! Take the perfumer qualification exam next year too! Don’t you need a recommendation letter from the temple to apply? Well, the Priest would do that for us, wouldn’t he?”

“It’s good that I’m an orphan. Right?”

It wasn’t even that funny a story, but Rozien laughed heartily. Seeing that laughter, Prim also smiled faintly and slowly took a breath.

Her decision to become a perfumer wasn’t a big deal. It was just repeating what she had already done in her past life.

The real reason she had returned was something else. Prim hoped her nervousness wouldn’t show as she slowly chose her words.

“Rozien, you know.”

“Hm? Should we try to get a fragrance manual or something first? When the merchant guild comes this time. Our temple doesn’t have much left. Until then…”

“I’ll become a perfumer and you’ll become a knight.”

“Practice… huh?”

Rozien’s eyes widened. Then he pointed to himself with his hand.

“Me? I… a knight?”

“Yeah.”

Prim nodded. Rozien rolled his eyes.

“That… seems impossible because I’m an orphan.”

In fact, becoming a knight was only possible for children of decent noble families. It took enormous funds to raise a single knight.

While knights’ shining honor and authority were won by fighting magical beasts, the prices of weapons and armor and war horses that would keep them alive were unimaginably high, befitting their life-saving value.

Learning swordsmanship and various martial arts wasn’t easy either. Such great skills weren’t taught to just anyone, and the price to be paid to masters was considerable.

But knowing all this, Prim spoke firmly.

“No, you can do it.”

“Oh, really? …I can do it? Me?”

“Yeah.”

“Hmm, how exactly would that be possible…?”

Rozien spoke haltingly.

When Prim said she would become a perfumer, words had flowed out, but suddenly faced with the dream of knighthood, no words came out as if his mouth was glued shut.

Instead, Prim spoke fluently.

“You have talent. You have good reflexes, you’re strong and tall, so you can enter as a knight’s squire, learn swordsmanship by watching, then build achievements and receive a knight’s title. It’s definitely possible.”

Despite spending such an impoverished and harsh childhood, the grown-up Rozien was tall and sturdy, easily wielding the strength that six or seven grown men could produce together.

Even though he had never formally learned swordsmanship, he had defeated knights just by watching from the sidelines.

The conflicts due to his red hair, which others shunned saying it was like that of magical beasts, didn’t last long either.

The Holy Knights under the Radiance Elector, who was a cleric, tried to recruit him as a Holy Knight, while the knights under the Earth Elector, who was a noble, tried to entice him to join their knight order.

If it weren’t for her, he would have long since become a knight.

He could have shone in the sunlight, but he rejected all those glorious opportunities.

To place her in the dazzling places of the earth and put what she desired in her hands even a little faster, he didn’t mind dirtying his hands in sewage.

But now she wouldn’t let it be that way.

Hearing Prim’s confident plan, Rozien just blinked his eyes, then scratched his head and gaped.

‘Would that work!’

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