The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 88

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 88

 

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The perfumer qualification exam held in Castellanza this time was evaluated as being exceptionally difficult. With only ten people passing, it was understandable.

 

And among those ten, there was one child who stood out particularly.

 

A girl with a small frame that barely reached the chests of those standing beside her, let alone their shoulders, with an unnaturally cool expression for a child, cream-colored hair swaying beneath her ears, and pale green eyes.

 

The priests dispatched as representatives from Mennellik and Luminoxia Aila began awarding the certificates together. The order proceeded from those with the lowest test scores.

 

“…Next, Julian Schneider. In the name of Luminoxia Aila, we announce that you have become a legitimate perfumer.”

 

Julian, a boy close to being a young man whose nobility couldn’t be hidden, stepped forward to receive his certificate. However, his face showed a certain melancholy rather than joy at passing the exam.

 

Mennellik, understanding the reason, gently patted his shoulder. Julian looked up at him.

 

“I wish for your future success.”

 

“…I will do my best.”

 

However, even as Julian bowed his head, he glanced toward the elderly gentleman standing behind the platform with his arms crossed, grinning broadly.

 

Vittorio Alquezia was standing right there.

 

Though he hadn’t submitted problems or presided over this exam, no perfumer qualification examination hall would dare to turn him away.

 

And the smiling man was looking at only one person. The smallest and youngest girl among these successful candidates.

 

“Next, Masinisa. In the name of Luminoxia Aila, we announce that you have become a legitimate perfumer.”

 

Julian hadn’t even managed second place. Second place belonged to Masinisa. The hand holding the certificate trembled slightly.

 

As Masinisa calmly received his certificate and returned, it was finally the last turn.

 

Even Mennellik seemed somewhat nervous, his voice catching.

 

“Prim… come forward.”

 

The small girl, still with an expressionless face, walked forward slowly, one step at a time. Faint murmurs could be heard saying things like, “I heard she was cursed and couldn’t walk, but it seems to be cured now.”

 

Julian belatedly thought that might have been the case. It seemed like it might have been true, but because of the overwhelming results that girl had shown, he hadn’t even thought about whether she had been walking well or not.

 

“In the name of Luminoxia Aila… we announce that you have finally become a legitimate perfumer.”

 

Finally.

 

“Thank you.”

 

As they pinned the rose-shaped perfumer badge to the girl’s collar, she calmly received her certificate and bowed her head.

 

The audience was quiet.

 

But that silence contained many things.

 

An unprecedented number of people had gathered for this perfumer certificate award ceremony.

 

They were all people who had felt the recent battle with the demon beasts and Varin’s blessing, and had come to witness Prim’s perfumer qualification ceremony. And someone shouted.

 

“Ahhh! Saint of Divine Revelation!”

 

That was a story that had openly spread throughout this city over the past few days.

 

The rumor that it wasn’t Bishop Antien but another perfumer who had received the divine revelation from Levitia of revelation and freedom.

 

This story instantly captured everyone’s attention. A pitiful but talented orphan girl had protected everyone with Varin’s miracle, and before that, she had received a great divine revelation from Levitia!

 

That revelation was also said to have been achieved by offering fragrances created with her innate genius, wasn’t it?

 

It was as if she had appeared to protect this territory. Everyone looked toward the Temple of Levitia as if wanting to have this fact confirmed.

 

Finally, the Temple of Levitia acknowledged the matter.

 

That it was indeed the perfumer Prim who had received the divine revelation.

 

That had been just a moment ago.

 

While some shed tears of emotion and others drew breaths of joy, soon frivolously loud applause broke out. It was the applause of Vittorio Alquezia, who had been standing behind the platform.

 

Clap clap clap clap clap clap!

 

Soon the entire hall was filled with applause. Prim quietly looked around at them and smiled slightly.

 

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After the award ceremony ended and while Mennellik and the presiding priest were giving congratulatory words to the successful candidates, Julian couldn’t hold back and approached Prim.

 

“Hey!”

 

“Hey!”

 

At the other voice heard simultaneously, both Julian and the other person looked at each other.

 

‘Masinisa?’

 

‘Julian Schneider?’

 

Being boys at an age when self-consciousness runs high, they knew each other as potential rivals.

 

Julian Schneider, who among nobles was said to have genuine talent in perfumery, and Masinisa, whose fragrances were certain to receive divine love in the future despite being a commoner.

 

Caught between them, Prim was so small that she had to crane her neck back quite a bit to look up at them.

 

Julian looked back and forth between Masinisa and Prim, then first thought that he wanted to sit down somewhere.

 

But there were no chairs visible anywhere, so he ended up just awkwardly bending at the waist.

 

While he was choosing what to say, the girl tilted her head and spoke.

 

“…Why did you call me?”

 

“Huh?”

 

Why did you call me?

 

No one had ever asked him why he had called them, not once in his entire life, so Julian’s face gradually reddened with embarrassment.

 

When he looked at Masinisa to pass this ball, the commoner had a stern expression as if he would yield the first opportunity to the noble.

 

Julian looked at Prim again. There were many things he could say. How dare she speak so curtly, how dare she ask why he called her!

 

However, words automatically defending Prim came to Julian’s mind.

 

We’re peers from the same exam so she could speak casually, and if someone is suddenly called, they might be curious about what’s wanted…

 

At the end of that thought, he stammered.

 

“No, well… congratulations on… congratulations on passing with a perfect score.”

 

“Hmm, I got a perfect score? How did you know my score?”

 

The girl opened her eyes wide and asked. Julian’s face turned even redder.

 

Everyone knows this kid was first place. Because she received her certificate last.

 

As for how he knew it was a perfect score…

 

‘Because I had someone check the scores…’

 

It wasn’t that he suspected anything.

 

He was just curious about this girl’s score. The score of the girl who had overwhelmed him so completely.

 

However, this was somehow too embarrassing to say, so his mouth wouldn’t open. The girl didn’t seem particularly puzzled and just nodded once.

 

“Well, there wasn’t any answer I couldn’t write.”

 

Since she wrote everything, it would have been a perfect score – her voice treated it as no big deal.

 

Julian clenched his fists. What Prim had shown was a power that any talented perfumer would have no choice but to humbly accept. This kid had the right to treat it as no big deal.

 

“What about Masinisa? Why did you call me?”

 

“Huh? You know… my name?”

 

Prim furrowed her brow then slowly relaxed it.

 

“Of course I know…? You received your certificate right before me.”

 

“Ah! Oh, that’s right.”

 

“And I heard you’re also receiving sponsorship from Uncle Luciano.”

 

“Ah, right! There was that too.”

 

Prim looked up at him with distrustful eyes.

 

‘Is it because they’re both young?’

 

Was it because they were young, like Mennellik and Julian and even this guy? They all had one absent-minded aspect each.

 

Masinisa looked a bit wronged but soon corrected his facial muscles.

 

“What are you going to do now? We’re exempt from military service assignments too.”

 

After passing the perfumer qualification exam, people usually enter famous or promising perfumeries.

 

If they were particularly devout, there were occasional cases of starting work directly with temples. If they were nobles, they might become responsible for their family’s fragrances.

 

Prim wondered why he was asking her this, then soon realized. He was also receiving Luciano’s sponsorship. He might be curious about a fellow sponsored person’s plans.

 

“What are you going to do, Masinisa?”

 

“I probably… want to enter a workshop. There’s one workshop around here, and they said they’d take me on as an apprentice…”

 

Prim, who had just been nodding along, suddenly raised her head.

 

The story about how Masinisa had struggled for several years after becoming a perfumer suddenly came to mind.

 

“Don’t tell me it’s Angelkaras Workshop?”

 

“Huh? You know that place? Yeah, there…”

 

“I don’t think you should go there.”

 

“…Huh?”

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