I Became The Sole Perfumer of A Tyrant - Chapter 6

“Hyuk, this perfume is suspicious!”

“Noisy. You’re making a lot of noise today.”

Annoyed, Cedric grabbed the second bottle of perfume.

Rigion’s doubts were reasonable. Ariel Winston had been offering a variety of different potions using perfume. She made perfumes with various and bizarre effects to the point where he felt that she was more of a witch than a perfumer.

The most absurd of all was the love potion that made you fall in love with the person in front of you… No, it wasn’t the perfume, but the most dangerous thing was the scent that could be delivered in the back alley.

Fortunately for Cedric, none of them worked except for the Anixia scent. Ariel, however, had not given up and has been persistently developing bizarre fragrances.

Is it a trick this time?

‘It gets worse.’

Yet there was no hesitation in Ariel’s eyes when she was saying goodbye. A serene, imposing look that had never been seen in her before.

If she had given herself up that day, she would not have done anything bothersome again.

Cedric suddenly wanted to try.

Whether Ariel gave up on himself or not.

“Ah, Your Highness, so outspokenly… will you be alright?”

Cedric, who had sprayed the second fragrance, slowly blinked.

He tilted his head slightly while in thought. He looked indescribably subtle.

It was when Rigion, nervous by the silence of his master, opened his mouth once more. Cedric raised his hand and sprayed the incense on Region’s face.

“Argh!”

Rigion, frightened, screamed while covering his nose.

“What are you doing suddenly…Like this…?”

Rigion hardened. Then he blinked rapidly.

Pshh. The perfume feels weird.

“Your Highness? I suddenly feel strange. It’s like… The feeling of lying in the fields in the afternoon sun… It feels like a gentle breeze gently wrapping my body…”

Rigion, who was muttering to himself, suddenly clenched his fists.

“My God! I’ve never felt this energy since I was in my teens! Oh, there’s no time to waste. I’ll be back soon after I finish my afternoon work!”

As if he couldn’t control his vitality, Rigion left Cedric’s office in a rush.

Cedric, who was left alone, breathed a short, dejected sigh.

His eyes glanced at the perfume bottle.

[I hope this helps.]

Cedric alighted and watched the neat font.

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“There’s still many left.”

I clicked my tongue as I stared at the perfume bottles.

Last time, Rina had crushed too many petals, thus we ended up making too much perfume. I was in trouble because of this. The ingredients were too wasteful to throw away, so we gave them away here and there. However, because they didn’t go out well, we haven’t gotten rid of much.

“I’ll make a little bit next time.”

After reflecting belatedly, I looked into the fragrance notes. On the open page, the words ‘Anixia fragrance’ was written.

‘I think the effect was good enough.’

I thought of Cedric.

I haven’t heard from him since I sent the package yesterday. There seemed to be no particular problem. That’s good, then.

Nodding my head, I fiddled with a page from my fragrance notes.

‘One page of this book has something more precious than gold.’

A combination method for making artificial anixia incense, which no one else had invented.

This was only Ariel’s property. With this alone, Ariel Winston could be an indispensable, necessary thing for Cedric.

Till now.

“Lady Ariel?”

The knock on the door shattered my thinking.

The servant peeped his head.

“Lady, my master is calling you to join him for dinner.”

“Ah.”

I nodded.

“Tell him I’ll be right down.”

“Yes, My lady.”

As the user servant left, I sighed. I had been confined in the perfumery for the past few days, having no chance to meet the Count. Why does he have to call us for a meal now?

The Count, who encountered me at the dining room, stared at me with strange eyes. It was an eye-catching look.

“The rumors have spread, Ariel.”

“Yes?”

“The news of your breakup with the Duke of Evans.”

“Ah.”

I nodded. A few days ago, it seemed to have been effective in telling the ladies I’d met.

“You seem to have finally come to your senses. Yes, you’re old enough to stop playing love games that don’t work.”

I cut the lamb steak instead of answering. The count, smiling warmly, suddenly threw out a bomb.

“Yes, so to speak. We have an engagement. Ariel.”

“….Yes?”

I stopped cutting the steak. The count replied, casually tilting his glass of wine.

“The second son of Marquis Marcel. As you know, the Marquis of Marcel is a family that collects foreign currency from overseas trade these days. It’s not bad to associate with such a family. He’s the second son, so if he does well, he’ll be my son-in-law.”

“No, the Marquis’s son-in-law and… marriage.”

My appetite dropped and I placed down the knife.

“Are you asking me to marry him?”

“Yes. You’re not old enough to decide, are you?”

The Count said as if it were a matter of course.

No, no. I touched my head.

Of course, Ariel was 23 years old this year, so she was of age to be married. I also knew that aristocrats in this world seemed to be entering political marriages for political matters.

But I didn’t want to. You want me to marry a man whose face I don’t even know?

“It is said his appearance is also of very high quality. Like an imperial knight, his physical condition is excellent.”

“….”

“He’s also tall.”

You want me to marry a handsome, tall, well-built man?

I can’t… me?

Hmm, hmm. I quickly grasped the conversation and replied.

“I think marriage is a little early, Father. After enjoying a little more freedom…”

“The wedding market is not always open. The second son of the Marcel family is a rare sale.”

When I refused again, the count gave an irritating look.

“Okay. What do you want?”

“What?”

“I’ll give you what you want as long as you agree.”

Anything I want?

There was nothing to think about. I answered at once.

“Money.”

“….”

“Please raise this month’s allowance.”

The count gazed at me disapprovingly.

“I heard you asked the butler for more money. Yes, you seem to be into that weird little house play again these days.”

The ‘weird house play’ was about steering. The Count seemed displeased that I had been confined to the small perfumery.

Either way, I needed money. The herbs for the perfume were very expensive. No matter how popular Ariel was, she was not at the level of the money.

The count, who was looking at me with disapproving eyes, replied.

“Twenty thousand bis. I’ll give it to you as soon as you get to the standing position.”

20,000 bis.

I glistened my eyes. With that amount, I could not only have to set up materials for the time being but also get access to some nice steering tools.

That’s not bad, is it?

“Okay.”

I agreed with the deal without a moment’s notice. I was willing to take a few hours for dinner.

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Robin Marcel.

As soon as I found my opponent in the standing position, I almost smacked my forehead.

Fairy-like green eyes and bright blond hair. And the name Robin Marcel.

Why couldn’t I think of it? That this man was a supporting character in a novel.

That he was also a lowly, sloppy villain.

“Lady Winston!”

The man who noticed my presence stood up gladly.

His looks are very handsome. I could see the women in the restaurant blushing with a flustered smile at the man’s halo.

But you can’t be fooled by appearances.

Who knows? This is the bastard who drugged the heroine’s champagne and tried to kidnap her.

‘Shall we run?’

I didn’t even want to smell the air with this garbage, let alone have dinner.

‘Uh, by the way……’

I reflexively grabbed my nose.

I’ve always had a keen sense of smell, and so did Ariel’s body. The bad smell from Robin’s body was rather severe, apart from being sensitive.

“Are you uncomfortable, Lady?”

Robin asked anxiously. I managed to smile awkwardly.

“No, it smells a little nauseous…”

“Oh, yes. I was smelling it too.”

Robin had an unpleasant look on his face.

“Although it is a restaurant, how can they not manage the indoor air? I have to say something to the manager.”

What manager. I glared at Robin. It’s the smell from your body, from your body.

Robin raised his hand as if he were trying to call the manager. I quickly stopped him.

“Oh, wait a minute. I have something that could help me.”

“If it could be helpful…?”

“Perfume.”

Needless to say, I grabbed a small perfume bottle out of my pouch. It was the same perfume that I had made so much of that I couldn’t get rid of it. relieving fatigue at once.

This perfume was effective, but the fragrance was also nice. Let’s cover up this man’s stench with this.

The smell was getting worse by the minute, so I hurriedly moved my hands.

“Oh, I heard. Lady has a hobby of collecting perfumes. Indeed, you have a luxurious taste that goes well with your beautiful appearance… Ugh!”

Pshh. I sprayed the perfume on Robin without hesitation. Robin, who was suddenly hit by perfume, closed his eyes tightly.

I breathed a deep sigh of relief as the fresh scent began to spread. I felt like I was going to live a little now.

“Phew, I’m sorry. It smelled so bad that I was in a hurry to… Uh, sir. Are you alright?”

Robin’s eyes were out of focus.

I waved my hands around his blank face that seemed out of his mind.

“Mr. Robin?”

“Ah, this feeling…”

Robin stammered. His face was bathed in ecstasy.

What’s wrong with him? I pushed the chair back a little.

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