The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 52

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 52

“That’s certainly possible!”

She was ten years old but had received a blessing powerful enough to break her own curse, and had been personally touched by a god. In his eyes, having long been a follower of Curresen, he could see traces of Curresen flickering around Prim.

He heard that all the fragrances Baron Corvus had offered to the gods to receive blessings were created by this child…

To harbor prejudice simply because she was young—when the gods had willingly and joyfully accepted her offerings and bestowed blessings—there was no room for such bias to sprout.

For this child, next year’s perfumer exam might be meaningless. Even having that money-obsessed Luciano and a knight of Yulberon attached to her was no ordinary matter.

What could those people be thinking, sticking to this child and acting like guardians or sponsors?

Just then, Priest Cuern suddenly stood up and interjected.

“Oh, wise and generous sister.”

Everyone realized a beat late that he was referring to Prim. Luciano couldn’t hide his expression of being completely caught off guard.

‘I should have called her something like brilliant and talented Miss Prim… If I had done that, could I have contracted for up to five years?’

After seeing that violent scene of gold coins pouring from thin air, his hands trembled. He felt newly frustrated that he could only make a sponsorship contract for one year.

Sebardo, who follows the god’s will, and the Marseria Priest don’t understand his feelings. Gold is truly the word and light of god…

“Where will you contract to produce that blessed fragrance?”

Cuern lowered his body almost to the point of kneeling and met Prim’s eyes. It was close to a declaration that he wouldn’t treat her as a mere child.

Only Luciano mentally slapped his own forehead. He should have done the same instead of just treating Prim as a talented child!

‘That priest truly has the makings of a merchant!’

Even though she had no choice but to contract with this temple—considering that the lord was observing and she had offered fragrance without perfumer qualifications, requiring various arrangements—he spoke as if Prim had complete authority.

Prim spoke.

“Curresen said…”

Everyone’s bodies leaned forward.

“You received words as well?! Oh! What an honor!”

Cuern rushed over with a face that looked ready to faint, hastily making the holy sign.

“He said He would give this fragrance the power to destroy pain.”

Cuern quickly recorded Prim’s words. Prim continued.

“And if it’s not too difficult, I’d like to contract with this temple.”

“Ah! Thank you! Thank you!”

Priest Cuern bowed vigorously. Luciano watched Priest Cuern’s performance art in a daze before hastily coming to his senses.

The only people here who could bring up money matters were the honorable holy knight and himself. He couldn’t let that holy knight steal the opportunity.

“Oh, respected Priest Cuern. I trust you understand how special and beautiful the fragrance that Prim… sister has created and offered today is, and how great that blessing is.”

“Of course! Curresen has rarely left such words and praise. Naturally, contracting at a special rate would be fitting praise for this magnificent fragrance.”

With that, Priest Cuern casually mentioned an extremely generous figure without any show of reluctance. Even Lord Sanbertal looked back with trembling pupils.

However, Priest Cuern wasn’t shaken at all. There was a firm belief that this was the natural thing to do.

Now Luciano even felt defeated.

‘Even this priest from a poor territory knows how to invest like this! I was a frog in a well!’

“Haha… If you would do that, it would certainly be joyful.”

While Luciano and Priest Cuern exchanged words, Prim quietly nodded.

Throughout history, there had been attempts to exploit perfumers. However, such attempts didn’t last very long.

When the gods learned that the perfumers who should provide their beautiful meals were being exploited, they naturally spared no effort in hurling lightning bolts of anger and severe punishment.

Even the gods who initially turned a blind eye as long as they could taste the fragrances regardless of any exploitation the perfumers suffered, eventually realized that fragrances made by exploited humans would ultimately become corrupted.

So Baron Corvus’s plan to claim Prim’s fragrance as his own creation wouldn’t have lasted very long.

The contract was written swiftly.

By the time that process was finishing, Lord Sanbertal no longer envied the chest of gold coins Prim had received as a gift from the god.

The blessing Prim’s fragrance received this time was called ‘the blessing that destroys pain.’

The blessing that destroys pain. What else could this be?

A painkiller!

How much had humans been paying to fight against pain!

That shocking scene he had witnessed, the sight of hundreds of gold coins pouring down before his eyes, felt like it was appearing again as a vision.

With just this, making this territory wealthy again wouldn’t be a dream. All sorts of merchants, knights, and clergy would come from far and wide to buy this…

Just before the contract was finalized, the Marseria Priest reached out between the contract papers and briefly stopped the final signature.

“My lord, Priest.”

Everyone briefly watched her reaction.

Come to think of it, wasn’t Varin’s temple also falling apart?

However, the Marseria Priest brought up something different from everyone’s concerns.

“I know it’s breaking the rules, but I humbly request that since this child hasn’t taken the perfumer qualification exam yet, could you delay announcing news about this fragrance for a while? Until after the perfumer qualification exam, which is coming soon.”

“Ah! Of course, of course!”

Cuern and the lord shouted competitively.

Waiting about a year was nothing. After just this winter, once that little perfumer passed the perfumer qualification exam, they might be able to buy silk curtains again.

Thinking that way, writing recommendation letters for Prim and sponsoring her even by taking on debt didn’t feel wasteful at all.

If this child offered more fragrances to Curresen, received blessings, and contracted with us…!

Lord Sanbertal trembled with emotion.

After that shocking scene of gold coins pouring was etched in his brain, he recalled the fragrance that had been sweet enough to make his tongue tingle.

He naturally thought of the precious desserts eaten only on special days, and the children who used to rush for one more of those desserts.

That dim and antique temple seemed like a victory festival ground at that moment. He seemed to see visions of clowns juggling, children laughing merrily, someone selling flowers, and someone else buying a basketful of those flowers.

At the same time, he saw Sebardo and Luciano again.

‘So this is why those guys are sticking around! To win favor by being sweet to the child!’

“Come! To think of it! Clothes! Shouldn’t she wear better clothes?”

The lord clung to Prim and spoke as if acting cute. The Marseria Priest politely declined with gentle words.

“We’re about to leave to take the exam, so we don’t have time to make clothes right now, my lord.”

“Haha, I have a daughter around that age. I have several sets of children’s clothes. Though they’ve been worn, wouldn’t they help with keeping warm as the weather gets colder? How about taking some with you?”

“Ah… If you’re offering, we’ll gladly and gratefully accept.”

“Haha, it’s my pleasure, Priest.”

Don’t let Varin monopolize her—send her to us sometimes too!

He looked at her with that meaning subtly implied, but the Marseria Priest looked back at him with an innocently bright smile.

“Those are truly grateful words. Varin will also welcome your lordship’s tolerance and love.”

…That’s it?

That’s the end?

However, Lord Sanbertal wasn’t disappointed.

Either way, Varin’s temple was also within Sangbertal Territory. No matter where blessed fragrances came from, the territory would become wealthy!

In the end, they left the reception room without giving any definite answer about returning, but Lord Sanbertal smiled contentedly as he saw them off.

The sight of the tall boy skillfully lifting and carrying the girl looked like a scene from a fairy tale.

Lord Sanbertal, who had been watching their retreating figures with a smile across his face, suddenly came to his senses when he saw Luciano, who was getting up last.

Luciano, who had been caught alone after everyone else left, smiled as if painted. This wasn’t his first or second time experiencing something like this.

“My lord? No matter how much the collateral has improved, any more loans than this would be unreasonable. There’s no need for this either. Now that the temple will handle Prim’s fragrances…”

“This isn’t about money!”

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