The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 83

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 83

The demon beasts charging toward the castle walls, the demon beast that had stuck its head through a manor window trying to bite and tear, the demon beast that had raised its hooves before a small child…

The forbidden evil things are driven away. Leaving behind cries of frustration and resentment.

Darkness, curses, and demon beasts retreat. The clouds part and sunlight streams in.

The Holy Knights unconsciously murmured.

“Oh, Yulberon… Under Aiser of light and Noxrak of darkness, thirteen gods dwell…”

The fragrances spread throughout the streets guided people, and riding upon those fragrances, Varin’s miracle finally came to pass.

The demon beasts are driven from the paths they were not permitted, returning to where they came from, to the west, into the darkness…

The debris of collapsed buildings returned to their original places as if time itself were rewinding. Those who had been crushed under bricks stopped screaming, and those who had fallen stood up.

It did not seem like a scene from the mortal world.

Everyone stared blankly at the sight. Fragrances floated everywhere.

Someone whispered, “This can’t be real.” Someone else murmured, “Is it a miracle…?”

Those words spread like waves. It’s a miracle, it’s a miracle! It’s Varin’s miracle!

Hymns that sounded like screams and cheers like cries echoed one after another.

At the end of that amazing wonder stood a girl. Who had dragged her bloodied feet all the way here.

Prim looked down at the scene where the miracle was taking place. The light that spread from the city center blessed the entire city, finally scattering into the sky to become stars invisible in daylight.

At that moment, Prim lowered her head to look at her own feet.

The pain that had been tearing through her feet, mangled with blood and wounds, gradually faded until only a slight tingling remained.

It had been just moments ago that she worried about what would happen after losing the violet candy blessed by Curresen.

That curse.

“Varin, even my curse…”

— Ah!

Varin also realized it a beat late. Joy immediately spread through that voice.

— My goodness! It’s finally broken! Oh! My lily of the valley! Finally!

In the midst of that joyful ecstasy, Prim suddenly thought.

“Um, Varin? If you could do this all at once like this…?”

— …

A brief silence passed at that moment. Varin disappeared for a moment then hurriedly returned.

— No, no, no! That’s not it! I looked into it and it was possible because you ate violet candy for the past several dozen days! Without that, I wouldn’t have been able to tear away what was tangled up with time coming and going all at once! And now, in such an incredible situation, I mean when the entire city is calling my name, that’s why it’s possible!

Prim narrowed her eyes for a moment then soon nodded in understanding. Even Curresen, who specialized in curses, couldn’t do it in one go, could she?

— And there will be a backlash too, so be careful, my lily of the valley.

“A backlash… you say?”

— It’s a curse that Curresen was trying to delicately unravel over a hundred days. Since we tore it away in one go… there were only nine days left, so it shouldn’t be a big problem but…

Since it was an unexpected situation, Varin hesitated. However, they couldn’t continue their conversation. People’s gazes began to focus on Prim.

— Anyway, be careful, my lily of the valley.

The god’s voice kissed Prim’s forehead and disappeared.

But before everyone could praise that miracle, two people came running through the crowd. Everyone made way for their fierce momentum.

“Prim! Bianna!”

“Ah, Rozien. Priest…”

It was Rozien and Marseria. Both their faces were pale with shock.

Rozien didn’t talk about how surprised he and Marseria had been when they discovered the open empty closet, or what it felt like to run here after seeing the trail of blood on the path.

He simply let out a sigh of relief upon seeing Prim and Bianna safe.

While Marseria Priest embraced Bianna, Rozien carried Prim and sat her near the fountain, took off his coat and wrapped it around Prim, then hurriedly drew water from the fountain to wash Prim’s feet.

It took quite a long time to wipe away the blood that had thoroughly soaked Prim’s feet from walking this long path.

Rozien let tears wet his cheeks while his hands trembled, not knowing what to do anymore.

He couldn’t bandage her or apply ointment. He couldn’t put warm socks on her in the cold winter, so all he could do was wash the wounds with this flowing water.

Just washing them until the blood stopped flowing.

“My goodness, Prim. Why on earth, how…”

He knew the reason without asking. That Prim had done something. Varin’s voice that made the demon beasts retreat was surely a miracle that Prim had brought about.

She must have had to come here to do that. Because he wasn’t there, Prim had to walk here on her own feet…

Prim grasped Rozien’s hand.

“Rozien.”

In the cold winter, Rozien’s hands that had continuously drawn from the half-frozen fountain water were stained red.

“Thanks to Marseria Priest and Rozien lighting the remaining incense burners… Varin was able to bestow a miracle.”

“…”

Rozien wanted to make a smiling face, and even though he knew Prim wanted that, he couldn’t do it. It only became a distorted face that was neither crying nor smiling.

“And Rozien.”

Prim looked down at her feet. In the middle of winter, her feet washed with cold water were red from the cold wind.

Prim looked up at Rozien, then extended her hand to him. Rozien clasped that hand.

“My curse is broken.”

Prim put strength in her hand and stood up from her seat.

“Prim!”

Rozien cried out Prim’s name like a scream and hurriedly lifted her up. Prim said.

“Rozien, put me down.”

“Absolutely not!”

“Quickly, I’m fine.”

“What do you mean you’re fine!”

“Really, truly. I just told you a moment ago.”

“What kind of…”

Nonsense is that, Rozien was about to shout. Prim drew a bright smile. It was a rare expression for Prim, who didn’t show much change in expression. Rozien’s deep green eyes shook violently.

Prim tapped Rozien’s forearm. Rozien very carefully set Prim on the edge of the fountain.

“Oh, it’s cold.”

The marble that had been hit by the winter wind was cold, so Prim stamped her feet lightly, then placed her hand on Rozien’s shoulder and slightly stretched out her toes to show him.

“When Varin sent back the forbidden darkness… the curse that remained in me flew away with it. And it seems all my wounds healed too.”

“…”

“I don’t have a curse anymore. I can just walk around. No matter how much I walk…”

Rozien, almost crouching on the ground, examined Prim’s bare feet. The palm-sized feet that had moved across the marble of the fountain were only slightly reddened from the cold, with no wounds remaining.

Rozien sat down on the ground. Then he buried his face in his forearm.

Prim could smell the fragrance from those tears.

Pure joy and relief.

Rozien blamed himself and felt sorry for not being able to fully rejoice even after hearing that Prim’s curse would be broken, but that wasn’t it.

As soon as he realized that Prim was completely free from the pain in her feet, he burst into tears like this with only joy and relief.

She embraced the loudly crying Rozien. He leaned on Prim’s shoulder and shed tears.

Prim held his back tightly and thought.

Ah, now you are finally free.

Now you are truly free…

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