The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 70

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 70

 

The reason perfumers receive such recognition in the Empire is not merely because they create fragrances that fatten the gods and attract human hearts.

 

It was because the divine blessing that dwells in those fragrances has utility when dealing with demon beasts.

 

Therefore, those who pass the perfumer qualification exam administered by Luminoxia Aila must perform one military campaign task against demon beasts.

 

The legendary perfumer Vittorio Alquezia created the ‘Mist of Truth’ as his military campaign task immediately after passing the perfumer exam. That fragrance, containing lavender, myrrh, tonka, almond, vanilla, and ambergris, instantly received divine blessing.

 

It was a blessing that could see through the true nature of shape-shifting demon beasts. Shape-shifting demon beasts were terrifying entities in themselves, and when such creatures appeared, entire villages would often be completely destroyed.

 

Not only did the fragrance Vittorio created free people from those demon beasts, but due to the beauty of the fragrance itself, it soon became reborn as the fragrance of knights.

 

Many perfumers followed Vittorio Alquezia’s example, hoping to receive divine blessing with splendid fragrances immediately after passing the perfumer qualification exam, but most ended up taking on the task of recreating and replenishing empty fragrances at temples in regions where existing fragrances had been consumed due to demon beast appearances.

 

“Yes, I’ll do my best then too.”

 

“So that best effort with this… No, never mind.”

 

Mennellik stopped trying to get a definitive answer. From experience, it was better not to hear anything at times like this.

 

* * *

 

“That… the vanilla was sold cheaply to the head chef by spice merchants coming and going, master.”

 

That evening, the butler said carefully.

 

Mennellik recalled the cookie issue he had completely forgotten and shook his head.

 

It was shocking that such expensive ingredients had been secretly purchased, but thanks to serving them, he hadn’t been embarrassed in front of the guests. And Mennellik thought he understood why the head chef had done it.

 

Since he had cleaned the perfume laboratory and made such a fuss, the head chef had probably put in effort too.

 

Mennellik waved his hand in forgiveness and added.

 

“If it’s to be used for baking cookies in the future, feel free to buy as much as needed.”

 

The head chef, who had been secretly eavesdropping on this, jumped for joy and walked away.

 

Mennellik clicked his tongue and picked up his pen to finish the letter he was writing.

 

…I wonder if you are enjoying your travels. I am now about to conclude the third exam, and I have discovered an amazing child in this perfumer qualification exam…

 

When he tried to write at length, he couldn’t find appropriate words to express himself. Instead, Mennellik took a very small amount of the lotus accord that Prim had shared and sealed it.

 

This is a lotus accord that child composed on the spot. With mimosa added…

 

Mennellik stopped describing the fragrance there. His master would notice much more in this accord than what he himself felt.

 

That child is only ten years old now. She’ll only turn eleven after passing the perfumer exam. It would be a shame to leave her alone, but I don’t think I have the capacity to teach her…

 

Every person needs someone to guide them. One cannot progress alone.

 

Faced with that talent that bewitched people and made them lose their senses, Mennellik felt a certain sense of duty, but soon realized he couldn’t handle it.

 

If he carelessly interfered with this talent and ruined it…

 

He knew that such brilliant talent was like a diamond – difficult to ruin even if one tried to with their own strength – but he was still afraid.

 

And at the same time, he reached the conclusion that another diamond was needed. Only another diamond could cut a diamond.

 

So I am sending this letter hoping you might take a look.

 

To my respected master Vittorio Alquezia, from your disciple Mennellik.

 

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“Really?”

 

Returning to the Temple of Yulberon, the three children all gathered in Prim’s room.

 

While Rozien, who became more sensitive to the air in Prim’s room when returning from winter outings, checked the firewood in the fireplace, Bianna asked the question.

 

Prim turned her eyes away as if playing innocent. However, Rozien, having finished adjusting the fireplace, also stood beside Bianna.

 

“Were you planning to go to the Temple of Lebitia right away? Like that man said?”

 

Prim quietly tilted her head.

 

“Well, to be honest…”

 

Bianna snorted.

 

“Even if you lie, it all shows on your face anyway, so it’s useless.”

 

“…”

 

Prim looked at her with an expression of disbelief. Rozien unconsciously avoided Prim’s gaze.

 

“So hurry up and tell us.”

 

“Varin told me to stop by the Temple of Lebitia.”

 

“Haha, are you saying you received some kind of divine oracle?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“You’re going to get in big trouble if you… what did you say?”

 

Bianna looked at Rozien. Faced with that expression demanding an immediate explanation of what was going on, Rozien let out a brief sigh and said.

 

“Divine oracle… she’s been hearing them. Varin frequently gives divine oracles to Prim.”

 

“Stop joking around, will you? How can Varin give divine oracles when he has only three believers and one priest? Divine oracles require enormous amounts of power.”

 

“Varin gains power from the fragrances Prim makes because he likes them, and sometimes speaks through them.”

 

“And you saw this from the side?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“…”

 

Bianna’s face instantly turned pale.

 

It was a natural reaction, since she had just told the person who actually receives divine oracles that it was nonsense to claim that a god with no power could give divine oracles.

 

“Well, first of all Bianna, Varin probably won’t mind those kinds of words too much. And Varin really did tell her to go to the Temple of Lebitia and listen to what they have to say.”

 

“…”

 

“But to hear what they have to say, we’d probably need to offer something, so that’s why she made the fragrance there.”

 

“They say non-perfumers who get caught offering fragrances have to go to prison! Do you really have to go now? Can’t you go after passing the perfumer exam? From what that man was saying, it seems like you’ll just automatically pass anyway?”

 

“I’m going to see Lebitia of revelation and freedom, but if I wait too long, that revelation might become useless… The third exam is still more than two weeks away.”

 

Bianna just moved her lips wordlessly.

 

And Rozien brought up a more practical matter.

 

“But Prim, you know there’s a curfew here, right?”

 

The god of justice and pride dislikes people wandering around late at night. If the time passes, the temple blocks people from coming and going.

 

“If you don’t get back in time, you’ll have to spend the night outside.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Prim thought of the change that Curresen had left her. It was enough money to spend lavishly at a famous luxury hotel without any shortage.

 

But there probably wouldn’t be any place that would accommodate two children for the night.

 

“Then what should we do?”

 

“Can’t you go during the day?”

 

Just as Bianna was asking urgently.

 

There was a sound from outside the door.

 

— Children? Are you all here together?

 

The three children suddenly hunched their shoulders and looked at each other.

 

First, Bianna jumped up from her seat and hesitantly opened the door.

 

Outside the door stood the Marseria Priest with a bright smile.

 

“Children, you were gathered here without sleeping?”

 

“Oh, it’s still evening… isn’t it? We were going to discuss Prim’s preparation for the perfumer exam together…”

 

It was indeed about evening time, though a bit late.

 

The Marseria Priest glanced around and smiled.

 

“So where do you want to go that’s making you act like this?”

 

Thinking they’d been caught, Bianna flailed her arms while Rozien let out an awkward laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

 

Finally, the Marseria Priest crossed her arms and spoke.

 

“I heard everything. You’re planning to go to the Temple of Levitia?”

 

The three children fell silent in unison and watched the Marseria Priest’s expression. The Marseria Priest’s lips twitched before she finally spoke after a deep sigh.

 

“Is there a reason you were planning to go this late at night?”

 

Prim answered honestly.

 

“Because I don’t want to go to prison. If possible.”

 

“….”

 

“Varin is great, but he probably doesn’t have the power to spare me from imprisonment….”

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