Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～ (WN)

A few days from your outing to the woods. Many herbs were implanted in Cordelia's greenhouse. And the greenhouse was starting to expand just a little too...... leave it alone a little.

In addition to the lavender, mint, and lemon balm that I had heard in advance, Ishma taught me about Calendula, and even the chamomile that was next to it, are lined up beautifully.

Cordelia was surrounded by those flowers, while researching the location of the next plant she wanted to get in a book she took out of the library. If it's true, I'd like to work on refining essential oils right now, but since the plants I brought back were not recognized as common herbs, I'm currently thoroughly investigating whether or not they are dangerous at the hands of the analytical magicians of the Pamela family.

Therefore, it is not convenient for Cordelia to be analyzed, even though there is no time left in storage. If you rely on the knowledge of previous life, you can determine that there is no toxicity, but the involvement of magic in this world has not yet been grasped, so it is difficult in case there is one. So if you don't have to find out for yourself and just wait and the results come, it's not going to help.

Cordelia wrote a list to the analyzing magician about the good effects of plants, saying that if he could finally analyze it, he might know. With a request to see if this street works.

For example, peppermint improves mental neurological symptoms such as drowsiness and lack of concentration, then loss of appetite, sedation, etc. Lemonbalm improves neuralgia to anxiety, insomnia and migraine. Chamomile improves stiffness, back pain, neurological fatigue, neuropathic gastritis and sleep disorders if it's lavender, and then Ishma taught me that Calendula improves dermatitis.

What I wrote was the Lord. The utility, but the sorcerer looked sad when I gave this to the analytical sorcerer.

Looking into this seems to be a lot harder than checking for toxicity.

By the way, the analytical magician in charge is Ronnie, the new American magician who comes to the Paramedic house and says two years. And it was Cordelia who nominated him. And the reason for that is simply because you're the youngest. I know I'm trying to do something out of common sense, so I thought it would be a good idea to have a young man who doesn't seem too caught in the mold. Of course some Pameladian mages have veteran mages with flexible thoughts...... but too many veterans also constrict them as cordeliers. Younger people are somewhat easier to ask for.

But in the beginning, Master Analytical Magic was very reluctant for Ronnie to take Cordelia's request. Although Ronnie is a very good analytical magician, it is a bit of a thought to talk to the young lady because of how she said she was a great amateur when it comes to politeness. But as for the cordelia, it was in the house, and I thought it would be okay to have a little miscellaneous remark if it was more powerful.

Even if they were coarse, they wouldn't even peel off "Miss Mistress" if they kept the street from time to time.

"But... Ronnie looked like she was having a lot of fun for what she said."

Wouldn't your regular job be extra interesting? Cordelia closed the book she was reading, even though she wondered so. And I'm going to write down my place name on the paper I had on hand.

"Next time you can get it, Rosemary. I'd like to put it in white wine but I can't drink it yet."

There is apparently no age limit for drinking in this country (precisely after the age of sixteen, when drinking outside becomes an adult, but there is no principle that the law binds you to the inside of the house), but drunkenness will surely go around fast if you drink at the size of your body today. That's not good. I won't let you be ugly.

Cordelia put the pen down, thinking so.

And then I think about making a pencil. I was used to using pens on boulders, but I miss that writing. I reviewed the paper I had just written up, thinking that it might be quite useful if sold out with erasers - etc.

"But... maybe Rosemary can get it. As far as the literature goes, it's vague whether it's in this country."

If you've seen the real thing, Rosemary will definitely get it if you ask her how it is.

But if you want to be in good shape, that might be a little difficult. Cordelia sighed small as she thought so.

Rosemary is also a well-used herb for cooking in this country. That's why I thought it would be easy to get Cordelia as well, but at the time I tried to get it, I actually found out that almost all of the stuff used in cooking was dry herbs imported from other countries. Besides, it's not importing rosemary, it's importing it together as a buffer when importing eggs from a goose like Gruga. (By the way, they don't have any ostriches in this world themselves. And eggs taste better than ostrich's.) And the history of how cooks in this country began to incorporate rosemary into their dishes was also due to the fact that their importers incorporated the habit of using rosemary with eggs and applied it to other dishes. But Rosemary, which is only used as a 'luxury buffer', cannot be considered desirable as a material.

That means you need to get the stock and create your own dry rosemary.

(As far as books go, the importer doesn't seem to be saying, 'I use rosemary for buffering because it grows so rotten' either. … raise the price or treat it like a cosmetic case under the Set Business Act. Although not a big problem either way)

While Cordelia thought about it, she also read from the book that Rosemary was native to certain places in this country - again in the mountains. I just couldn't imagine what it actually looked like to the extent it said it smelled inferior to imports. So to be sure of the real thing, Cordelia picked up a few places where the place and later the land with similar magic circulation to the environment seen from the map. However, I don't know how much the book described is the same as it was a hundred years ago.

(I'm in trouble...)

By asking my father or brother, I might be able to find out a little more. At the same time, Cordelia thinks she can't get the answers she wants. Because it was recently informed that the magical use of plant interference, which Pameladia mainly uses, is primarily poisonous. It seems that in the past there have been some pharmacists, but they are more specialized in combat than in medicine, mainly on the battlefield, because it was also a family line going to the front row. So very different from the use of plants for Cordelia purposes. I mean, you're not likely to get answers that match your expectations. (Finally, because the magic is almost oral, the pharmacist's magic materials are not left. There are only a few statements in the diary of the Earl at the time that can be read.

But at this rate, the information on the herbs we're getting from the book could also be a headache in the near future. Cordelia, who stepped on it, also needed to obtain books from other countries, as well as to look more fully into traditional dishes from other countries and examples of domestic use of herbs as private therapies. Recent lectures have also had a relationship where progress has been too good, only in the morning. Then the pace would also increase if we also asked for help from the tutors whose afternoons are open.

Anyway, now it's a top priority to get stock from anywhere you can find out. And I want to see how things go in the greenhouse, and eventually I want to grow a lot of herbs on a big farm.

"Shall I ask you to take me to your brother again? But your brother might want to run the horse sooner if it's true... and then I'll get in the way."

Cordelia caught her breath.

I want to be able to ride my own horse quickly. But I can't assure you that just being able to ride a horse will allow you to go out. Then we also need to remember the offensive magic that we can defend ourselves against. Should we have more classes on how to handle magic?

"But that doesn't work either. Seeking aggressive witchcraft even though you're looking for ladies... doesn't go by escort. You can't do that."

Cordelia tilted her neck, but for one thing I thought the next collection would wait for Ishma to come home and talk to her. I don't even have the nerve to keep taking the day off and let them consume it for my sister. But I also thought that if I talk to him, maybe he could give me another good idea.

"Rosemary too...... maybe I should talk to the chef again"

The chef's enthusiasm and sincerity for cooking is very high. So if you insist strongly on the possibility that a higher quality rosemary exists, you're willing to look for a way together. No, I'm sure he'll give me a hand. Besides, I thought he might give us a way to figure it out if he was negotiating directly with the merchants about the ingredients.

(Okay. Let's talk to the chef before Brother Ishma comes back next)

Cordelia included tea in her mouth, thinking so.

Which is going to handle a few herbal teas as well, but will herbal tea be acceptable to humans in this country who are used to the taste of this tea after all? Would it be easier to accept if we sold them like healthy foods? If you noticed, Cordelia's head was always filled with herbs.

Thus Cordelia spent a relatively leisurely few days before Ronnie's analysis was completed, but suddenly one day she was introduced to a boy her age.

The boy's name is Vernor Frantheim. He is the son of the Marquis Frantheim.

He was taken to the Count Pameladia house by the Marquis of Frantheim with a dazzling smile on his face.

That day Emina, a caregiver who would normally never get in Cordelia's way, changed her blood phase and came to Cordelia. "It seems the Marquis of Frantheim is with your son," she explained to Cordelia as she hurriedly wrapped her unduly classy dress around Cordelia.

Cordelia understood that, apparently, she would appear before her son.

But Cordelia has never met her father's visitors before. So I have a question as to why they call me this time. Besides, if the opponent becomes Marquis Frantheim, I don't even know why. The Frantheim family, which also appears in history textbooks and is bound to learn even in general upbringing as a nobleman. He's the head of the marquis. To be honest with you, "Why bother at the Count's?," he questioned. I even thought something terrible had happened. Because I had never heard of the close relationship between my father and the Marquis.

Later, I was told that this was accidentally caused by the Marquis Frantheim witnessing Elvis, who was about to return to the mansion at dawn after an overnight meeting in the castle and pushed him with or without saying 'just fine'. (And when I found out how it happened, Cordelia thought, 'So your father was in a bad mood that day. sure anyone would be mad if they raided because they were just right where they were tired all night)

Cordelia, who just hasn't been informed of anything at this point, remained in many doubts, but was to head to the reception room in no time. Two men and one boy are in front of you if you enter the room while the samurai prompts you. One is, of course, a glamorous father of his own, but the other two, Frantheim's parents and children, are first mates to Cordelia. The Marquis was a gentle looking man, and the boy's eyes were twitching. Cordelia thanked them for confirming their appearance.

"My name is Cordelia Ena Pameladia. See you later."

It is the fruit of every education that I have been able to greet without staring and with grace. I'm proud of my correct posture and calm pronunciation when it's stained to the spinal cord. I'm confident, albeit young in appearance. Even though the father has a tendency to be sweet towards his daughter, the father of the former knight is quite cynical towards courtesy. In fact, even if Cordelia had received a passing score from a teacher, her father had complained several times, such as, "Not at a good angle". But today's courtesy of Cordelia, my father never moved a single eyebrow. Apparently, even from his father's point of view, he passed.

In response to that courtesy of Cordelia, the Marquis of Frantheim nodded one loud "yeah" with the same voice color as the soft air.

"I'm sorry to bother you all of a sudden. My name is Leonard Frantheim. This is my son Vernor. You're the same age."

So Cordelia took the edge of her skirt again in a pinch gesture. But Cordelia's heart was bouncing in contrast to its flowing motion. Hiding a surprising look and smiling loosely succeeded reflexively. But the upset didn't subside. The boy's name was too unexpected.

(... Ver... no?

Cordelia almost screamed unexpectedly when she learned to catch on to the name and confirmed the name again in her brain.

That was a name that matched one of the characters in the game. Sometimes it was all over the city to intertwine with heroin, and the family name didn't come out until the end. Heroin always called it "Master Vernault". I remember being the son of the Marquis family because he had come out during the conversation, but as a cordelia, it is completely unexpected that I would meet him at home, etc. I want to give myself a heartfelt compliment for not screaming.

Vernault must have been friendly to heroin. But even remembering that, Cordelia was not alert to him to the left. Because Vernault is a harmless person for Cordelia. In the first place, 'Cordelia' was the only person interested in princes. That's why there was no such thing as getting involved with Vernor. Of course it is possible to be face-to-face with each other in the game beyond being in an aristocratic society, but there were no events that would actually make contact with each other.

So he's a perfectly safe person - that's what I'm trying to say, but not as a cordelia either. At any rate, he is the Prince's alumni. Besides, we should be close. I don't know when or what time it can be a threat.

(... Prince's alumni? You've already met the prince, haven't you? I guess I should avoid them)

Wouldn't it be more or less likely to involve the prince if we approached him?

Ordinary courtiers might be happy with that, but Cordelia is different. There is only the perception of the person who needs to be avoided the most in the present situation.

Even if it comes to my mind for a moment, I can't put that on my face. I had something in mind in the first place, and now I have to entertain them. It's behind us to think, for example. Cordelia thanks Vernault again. But Vernor had a slightly strange look on his face, looking at Cordelia. That is the Marquis' unborn behavior. Besides, he didn't solve it until the Marquis urged him to.

"... it's Vernor Frantheim. Nice to meet you."

Vernault, who opened his mouth, said so in a childish and adorable voice, unrelated to previous deceptions. And the look on his face. That looks cuter than the girls around, but he should have been a slightly drooling young man with sharp eyes in the game. I'm just a boy who looks good in 'cute' now, but when I look carefully, I do feel that there is a single scale that will transform me into a man in the future. Perhaps because the Marquis next door has such eyes. I remember a lower voice but a sweeter voice too, yes Cordelia asked about the Marquis' parents and children, even though she was a little wary as she remembered.

"Me and Elvis used to be familiar."

Cordelia was a little surprised by the Marquis' words. Because this was also a story that I had never heard before. In the first place, the father rarely talks about friendship, etc. - I rarely talk about interests - the Marquis says, so I guess that's what happens even if the father looks very annoyed. I tried to convince him that even in situations where Cordelia thought she'd never seen his father's face like this. Maybe there's a situation that adults can't tell you about.

But I wonder what the intention is to match that childhood boy with his daughter. Cordelia thinks, and reaches one conclusion. That's - that's the possibility of "matchmaking". Huh, maybe I'm eight years old and I don't have a fiancée to decide on in person or anything...... right? Yes, Cordelia had a cold sweat. However, Cordelia's concern ended in concern. Instead, I became the feather of hearing one story that was terribly passionate.

That was the Marquis' own love story, which would be too difficult for an eight-year-old, who took so long for the tea in front of him to cool down. That was long anyway, and loving laughter was enough to make me feel tired. Moreover, the narrative tone is as if it were the star of theatre. It's not a smart actor-style, it's too hot and bitter, too. I also listened to Cordelia for about half of it, but for one thing I knew that the Marquis wanted to take care of his wife from the bottom of his heart... I felt it. I think I understood a tenth, no, a hundredth. That's why I thought, "When you love me so much, it seems heavy." I never say anything like that. Neither his father, who obviously looks disgusted, nor Vernault, who already appears to be only interested in confectionery, seem to have put any of the contents of the Marquis' speech in his ear, but he did not stand in the way of the Marquis, so he was able to continue his conversation comfortably until the end: 'Love is only worthy if the thoughts of the two coincide'. More importantly, you seem in a good mood.

And as a result, this was the closing word derived by the Marquis.

"If you find someone you like, you should do everything in your power to take them. It's good to remember."

Is it a prerequisite to take it? And preach that to the age of eight? Cordelia wanted to laugh bitterly in many ways, but this statement made it understandable that perhaps the Marquis was not the one to decide the engagement of the child without saying whether or not. And the fact that the Frantheims are unrelated to political marriage (at least while the Marquis is active). If Vernault said he wanted to get engaged, etc., it would be possible that the Marquis's tension would rise, but from what I can tell, Vernault seems only interested in confectionery as well.

So at this rate, I don't even seem to feel more comfortable with 'I'm a child tame daughter, I'm good old, I'm a little engaged', so Cordelia snuck her chest out.

Even if Vernault became his fiancée, Cordelia would never be paved with the path of doom...... it should be. So if it's inconvenient or not, I'd say it's not bad. But if I can get a fiancée in my first love's inexperienced state, I'd like to beg your pardon. Because of this, I want you to let me go through romance if possible. It would still be the future, and I can't even imagine it at the moment, so it would embarrass me to just think deeply.

Next to such a cordelia, his father had a bitter voice.

"Your romance story will be nothing but a story of sharpening and serving."

That's what his father said as he gently raised his hand because of the Marquis' hot valve and urged the servant with his eyes to replace the completely cold tea. "Do you remember how hard I struggled because of you," "Three years old because of that," "Don't forget who did the aftermath," his father says, but the Marquis drifts through it. Apparently Cordelia didn't hear that her father had been tasted a great deal of hard work. She clapped in her heart while pretending.

But he's annoyed by politeness and the person whose father pokes evil at will. It's hard to see that we're really close... but I guess this is the time when I know so well that I don't have to worry about it, or lend so much that I don't have to. Cordelia, who would like to hear a little more about it, was smiling patiently for a long time.

But in contrast to Cordelia, Vernault, who wouldn't even be interested in such adult stories, also apparently realized that the speech was over. "I'm tired of hearing that story about your father," he shouldn't have listened at all, but he had restored his already somewhat disintegrating posture back to normal.

In the Pameladian family... no, if you're probably a normal nobleman, you're not always disoriented until you're done talking, even if you're not interested - most of all, there's never been any such speech in the Pameladian family - apparently there's no such thing among Frantheim parents and children. Or I guess the Marquis was talking about it with a fever on it without realizing it. Then apparently Vernault has a very good procedure. Let's remember...... yes Cordelia thought, Vernor laughed at Cordelia.

"Hey, you have a greenhouse, right? Let me see."

Because of his mind, Cordelia felt that his condition was different from that of an honest child because she had seen the back of his attitude up close earlier. If that prediction is true, it is a child who is not like a child. It could even be someone you wanted to be aware of before whether you were involved with the prince or not.

But leaving the adult story is where Cordelia wants it. Especially if the Marquis' love story starts again, this time it could leak a dry grin. I didn't think that was a good idea as a lady. Cordelia smiled and replied to Vernor, "I'll show you around".

And it seems that the greenhouse I guided was a building beyond Vernor's imagination.

He walked indoors uncommonly, and looked at the mint and said, "What plant is this? Are there any beautiful flowers blooming?," he asks curiously. However, at the research stage, even if the plant name is answered, it is difficult to explain more to the child… Cordelia, who does not want to get involved too deeply, did not want to explain it, so she laughed vaguely and misled.

But it was then. Vernault's round eyes narrowed slightly.

"You're unusual."

"... are you coming?

Even with a slightly future atmosphere, Vernor threw his candid words at Cordelia. Cordelia also wants to return the word exactly as it is, but there's no way she's going to get on there. Cordelia gave it back in doubt, even as she leaned her neck and said she had no idea. Of course, in my mind, I felt like I was dealing with someone a little harder. Vernault's continued words, however, were as simple an opinion as they were earlier.

"Yeah. Like a man"

Cordelia, eight years old.

I was born and raised beautiful, and for the first time in my life even though I was educated...... and after this I got a shock word from no one but him.

I did not know when Nihongjin was born, and I have already lived here for eight years, Cordelia. I understand how there is a difference in the behavior of men and women in this world. At the time of the study, I had a consciousness that I knew it was not ”a little” normal in the home... but I had no intention of winning as much as the boy I met told me. That was a shock.

Because she is still being raised as a courtesan around the area that still doesn't attract her face.

Vernault is also an aristocrat and must have some knowledge of how to treat women. If you say that to another courtier, you'll cry... and Cordelia thought, in the first place, it wouldn't be easy to think of Vernault and the other courtiers as men, etc. I guess that's why you rated Cordelia's thing as' unusual '.

Vernault turned his eyes to the mint, and continued his words.

"'Cause first you stare at me, then you blush. Your reaction, just like a man's."

"... I'm sorry for that"

"Nothing good, though. On the contrary, you don't have to worry about it."

Laughing like a prank was age-appropriate, and it was no longer reminiscent of the boy I had difficulty coping with earlier. Cordelia also pulled out just a little bit of shoulder power for such a boy's appearance. Apparently, he's not the one you have to be vigilant about, he said. On the contrary, he said this one was just on guard.

"Has Master Vernault often visited your ladies?

"Occasionally. It's troublesome, but Father, if we don't meet, we can't have a big relationship."

"... you sure are"

Indeed, when it comes to the great romance that the Marquis was saying, it will be necessary to meet the destiny's opponent first. What wouldn't have been such a shocking encounter if it hadn't been for so many encounters - Cordelia agreed all the while wanting to look far away. But, naturally, Vernault, who honestly said it was "troublesome," hasn't taken any interest in romance yet, he says. Maybe he's tired of being taken around.

Having a father with great romantic experience is a big deal, too. You're sad. Cordelia felt softly sympathy in her heart.

"... By the way, is Master Vernault interested in grasshoppers?

"Honestly, I don't know much. But if you can keep southern birds with temperature regulation... well, you don't have to want it"

Cheng Cheng, I still wanted to come to the greenhouse because it was simply an excuse to get out of the reception room. I only think "I knew" because I had no expectation that he was a boy interested in medicinal herbs, but Cordelia's shaken topic brought him information he never thought possible.

"I need to talk to the royal castle about making something similar to this. It seems the queen wants it and the prince is interested in it."

"... you know me well"

Your Highness and I are studying together.

He still seems to know the prince. And a mouthful that seems pretty friendly. Cordelia made the loosened alert strong for a moment on that fact, but if you think about it carefully, you'll know the prince's trends. He realized that he could be a very convenient person for Cordelia. - Yes, if you can hear from someone close to the prince, it's also convenient to make an evasion. That's why I thought approaching Vernault might be more of a solution.

Because I was thinking about it, Cordelia's expression was only slightly more serious.

Vernor just looked at Cordelia like that jizzily. And I eased my expression loosely.

"... that's really rare, you are"

"Let's see what it is"

"You're not interested in princes?

"… why should we?

Vernault to Cordelia, who returned his doubts with doubt, remains a strange look though.

"Everyone reacts immediately to the word prince. Neither the son of the nobleman nor the lady of the decree. Look at me. You want to get close to the habit of turning bright red. How could you be different?

Hearing the words, Cordelia felt a little sympathy for Vernault.

I can imagine that even the Marquis' trail son is in a position where it is easy to see only rumors.

Besides, if it were to be used not only as a stepping stone to the prince, it would also be one of the grievances. Are you saying that it is because of the glimpse of what is calculated, apart from innocence, even at a young age?

But then Cordelia decided he was a reassuring opponent. I'm sure he won't judge by rumor if something happens. With that in mind, Cordelia faced Vernault straight, and told him.

"Right...... Your Majesty's reign is respectful, but I haven't heard anything about His Highness.... and"

"And?"

'Cause your father looks more like a nice man than I've ever seen before, Your Highness. "

Yes, Cordelia laughed, but Vernault nodded with a convincing face.

"After all, I don't think I can tell the woman's heart. It's too complicated and difficult. But it's easy for you to talk, and I want you to talk to me when you can."

"Welcome. Best regards,"

"Can I call you Dilly?

"Go ahead, be my guest."

Thus Cordelia succeeded in connecting with a friend of a promising prince in the future. Of course I'm not just going to use it unilaterally. If you don't understand what he calls a woman's heart, I thought I'd ask her for advice at any time. I have no experience in hate love, but I don't hate listening to love stories any more than I did in my previous life.

But more than that, because I felt that if his romantic standards were to be influenced by that Marquis story, it would be hard. And more than that - "But I still think this statue of the goddess in the greenhouse would be better with a little more variety. You're a rich goddess, aren't you? 'Cause I thought it was important to teach girls' minds to eight-year-olds who were serious.

I think honest kids are good, but being too honest may also be a flaw in the balls, Cordelia shrugged her shoulders.