The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 59

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 59

While he never spared that fragrance before battle, he wasn’t bold enough to leisurely open a bottle cap to enjoy the scent like this. This might be the fragrance of Perum Rosa!

“I need to smell it to know whether I’ll like it or not…”

“This kind of fragrance isn’t about liking or disliking!”

Sebardo clicked his tongue.

“What matters most is whether Sebardo likes it. Since I’m giving it to you.”

Sebardo took a deep breath and carefully opened the bottle cap. Soon, a very clear and clean fragrance flowed out.

Ah, this too was rose.

A moisture-rich rose fragrance that brought a refreshing, cool sensation like taking a bite of cold sorbet.

It was a scent like a single rose placed in a crystal water bottle filled with water so clean and clear it seemed piercing.

By properly utilizing the sharp metallic nuance unique to Perum Rosa, one could create this piercingly clear water scent. No other rose could match that sharpness of Perum Rosa.

This was the very fragrance Prim had conceived the moment she first smelled Perum Rosa absolute in her previous life. However, she couldn’t make it because it wouldn’t have been what Elector Gratia, who had commissioned her to create a fragrance with the tiny amount of Perum Rosa absolute remaining to her, had in mind.

What would they want if they were to create a fragrance from the tiny remaining amount of fragrance material from a flower called the heart of god, now vanished from the world? They naturally wanted something grand and weighty, and Prim had to meet those expectations.

Perhaps even if she had made this kind of fragrance, would Elector Gratia have made that same expression? Prim thought for a moment, but it was unknowable now.

“Do you like it?”

Sebardo just moved his lips, then sat back down. Then he stood up abruptly again before sitting back down once more. After doing this about three times, he looked at Prim.

“Oh, Yulberon. Oh, Prim. If this is real, if what I’m feeling is real, I must rush to Elector Gratia right now!”

Rush to him to confirm whether this was indeed the fragrance of absolute made from Perum Rosa, and cry out that the heart of Yulberon still remains in this world…

‘And then what?’

What would happen next?

After announcing that the heart of Yulberon was here?

Sebardo realized with the sharp mind that had elevated him to Yulberon’s first sword.

Perum Rosa existed somewhere in the Silver Aspen Forest of this villa, and there was a special method to reach it. A method that required the blessing of Varin, god of crossroads and stars.

Without Prim, that rose could not be obtained.

Without Prim…

That meant, if only Prim was there, that rose could also be obtained.

Sebardo’s expression turned cold.

“How could you do something so dangerous so casually.”

Even spoken coldly, it wasn’t that it wasn’t worry.

Prim somehow felt nostalgic. Even before he could enjoy his joy after realizing everything, he was concerned that this orphan girl might get hurt while showing off the treasure in her hands.

“Because Sebardo isn’t that kind of person.”

When one’s intentions are completely understood, people tend to feel embarrassed. Sebardo, caught worrying by a child, spoke as if he couldn’t help it.

“How long have you known me to act like you know me so well!”

Prim quietly looked up at him.

Ah, how could I not know?

You were someone who didn’t care about being hated by the world’s most famous perfumer and rushed at them for Rozien’s sake, and later couldn’t bear to watch that perfumer, who had lost Rozien, try to die and came running.

Prim would have liked to recite poetry dramatically like an actor if she could, but since that wasn’t a talent granted to her, she simply changed the subject.

“Since I haven’t taken the perfumer exam yet, please offer that fragrance around next year.”

“…”

Somehow deflated, Sebardo carefully put away the bottle and sat awkwardly in his chair.

“Anyway, I’ll have to rush to His Excellency the Elector.”

“I hope he’ll be pleased too.”

At Prim’s words, Sebardo just fondled the bottle in his chest. Pleased? He might even do backflips despite his age.

However, he kept silent about that for Elector Gratia’s honor. Rozien, who had completed a full lap, wiped his dripping sweat and panted in front of the two.

“Why, huff, hah, what’s wrong?”

Sebardo looked at Rozien with a face full of things to say, then shook his head.

“Let’s do push-ups.”

“I just came running like this though?”

“Your breathing’s already back to normal. Now that you’ve warmed up your body, you need to build muscle strength.”

Rozien stared at Sebardo with his mouth open, glanced at Prim once, then finally started doing push-ups without complaint.

And suddenly Sebardo made excuses to Prim in a small voice.

“It’s, it’s necessary training. Not harsh treatment.”

Prim looked at him with clear eyes and answered quietly.

“I know that too. And I won’t take it away either…”

Sebardo fumbled for excuses that it wasn’t because he was afraid the fragrant oil Prim gave him would be taken away, but eventually just kept washing his face dry.

Rozien, who had finished his push-ups, dusted off his palms and stood up, hands on his waist, panting while looking at his strangely embarrassed-looking master.

“Don’t tell me you belatedly realized you made me do something unnecessary…?”

“No, no! I did it all because it was necessary! Do one more set!”

* * *

The day before departure, Prim talked with Luciano after much deliberation.

“Uncle Luciano, I’m thinking of repairing and expanding this manor a bit.”

“Oh! That’s a really good idea! It’s a decent building, but it is a bit old-fashioned. The interior decoration is also somewhat lacking in aesthetic sense. Those bastards…”

“Rather than that, I’m thinking of building a new wall first. All the way to the edge of the Silver Aspen Forest.”

“That’s… that far?”

“Yes.”

Luciano looked bewildered. Great nobles’ manors were sometimes built adjoining forests like that, but wasn’t this a small countryside villa?

“That would cost quite a lot of money…”

“Wouldn’t the change Curresen gave us be enough to make it possible?”

“Hmm!”

With those gold coins, it would certainly be possible. They were precious treasures worth more than the face value of the gold coins.

“Then just… just that? Hmm, if you’re going to build such a wide wall proportionally, the central building should probably be bigger too.”

After all, such a long and large wall wouldn’t quite match the scale of a small villa that was only two stories with an attic attached.

Prim thought such things weren’t very important, but soon changed her mind.

This would be her base of operations. In that case, gradually repairing and expanding it didn’t seem bad either. Even if she used it as a villa later, as Luciano said, wasn’t it too small a scale now?

“I could handle that part as part of the sponsorship contract…”

“Hmm. No, I’ll expand it bit by bit whenever I earn money. Eventually it’ll be three stories with two annex buildings, one greenhouse, and one perfume laboratory building.”

“Wh, what?”

“But since I have the perfumer exam coming up right away, could I leave it to Uncle Luciano in the meantime?”

“That’s fine, but that…”

“So I want to make it the most beautiful manor in Sangbertal. A truly beautiful manor made by the Aurum Vena Trading Company.”

Luciano acknowledged that Prim truly had a talent for provocation and nodded with a resolute face.

“Just trust me.”

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Compared to quiet Sangbertal, Castellanza was truly a sparkling place.

As the direct territory of Elector Castellanza, the bustling shopping district was lined with beautiful signs, and people’s clothes routinely featured colorful embroidery and lace.

And it was full of strangers.

They weren’t strangers only to Prim’s group. Every aspiring perfumer from the vicinity had gathered to take the perfumer qualification exam, creating a bustling atmosphere.

Colorfully dyed autumn leaves, the cold wind of approaching winter and the nutty scent of grains, the sweet smell of well-ripened pumpkins, the heaviness of autumn flowers and plants, and the constant tinkling sounds of glass merchants passed by without cease.

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