CH 52

Chapter 52: Confections and magician

On that day, sacred flower sweets were served as dessert on the dining table.

I can’t help but widen my eyes at the beautiful sugar sweets that look like the flower itself.

Moreover, the color seems to be reproduced, and the beautiful gradient in which the deep rose color of the flower center becomes white as it approaches the edge is so beautiful that I could sigh.

Although it looks like a fresh flower, it is definitely a hard sugar candy when you bite it.

When I put it in my mouth, I am fascinated by the fleetingness that melts away as if it disappears.

“Did it suit your taste?”

To Lars-sama’s question, I nod repeatedly.

“Yes, very much.”

But I’m still worried.

“But I feel guilty eating sacred flower confections every day like this.”

“It’s okay. Because this is also part of the research, we are receiving cooperation from the magician guild.”

“Cooperation?”

I know sacred flower was purchased from a magician, but…

“We are also lending a hand to their research, so we are being accommodating on this side as well. Sacred flowers are not always exchanged for money. Sometimes they are exchanged for things.”

I see.

But even if you trade, you’re offering quite a bit in exchange for sacred flowers.

Lars-sama said to me, who was imagining various things.

“That’s just right. Want to meet the magician who comes and goes in our house?”

“What?”

“He’s here today. At home.”

There is a magician at home.

I was surprised at those words and my eyes widened.

Magicians, to begin with, are not something that appear in public very often.

While the aristocracy may hire them and there may be magic shows, it is not common to flaunt the magicians themselves. This is because the magicians themselves often reject it.

This is also because magicians who have concluded that it was their pride that led them to lend their hands in wars in the past have self-regulated to not appear in public.

I couldn’t help but be surprised when I was told “he’s here today” as if a magician was casually coming and going.

(By the way, are the magicians freely coming and going in the Duke Svald household?)

From Lars-sama’s tone, I got that impression.

But I want to meet the magician.

“Um, if it’s okay with you, I’d like to talk.”

I requested a meeting with Lars-sama in the hopes that I might be able to hear various stories about skills as well.

Then Lars-sama asked one of the servants who was standing by the wall of the room, “Do you know where the magician is now?”

“Until a little while ago, he was in the confectionery room,” replied the servant, whose name was Marc, if I remember correctly.

Recently, I’ve finally been able to tell the twins Noin and Marc apart. Noin has somewhat cold eyes, while Marc has a more gentle gaze… I think.

“Then, shall we go to the confectionery room after lunch?”

I nodded at Lars-sama’s invitation.

After having some tea after the meal, it was decided that I would go to the confectionery room with Lars-sama.

The confectionery room was apparently located near the kitchen.

I say “apparently” because I didn’t even know of its existence.

Nobles don’t usually go near the kitchen or laundry room. When I was a child, I was interested in everything and was often taken care of by the servants, so it became one of my playgrounds.

As I am staying in someone else’s house, I thought it would be rude to search everywhere and therefore did not approach such places.

That’s why I didn’t know that there was a confectionery room.

Until now, I thought the confections that Lars-sama had made were being made by confectionery craftsmen coming and going in the kitchen.

(But that’s right. There was no way for a servant to be entrusted with the management of the extremely expensive sacred flower)

For that reason, there must be a special room that Lars-sama manages.

Walking while understanding, I was guided to a room a little away from the place where the first floor guest rooms are lined up.

At first glance, the door is not much different from the other guest rooms.

When Lars-sama knocked, a reply of “Hello” came from inside.

“…?”

The voice sounded familiar.

But I immediately can’t think of the other person’s name. It’s not someone close to me or someone I’ve been involved with for a long time.

(But, who?)

Since I can’t remember the face or name, I think it’s just someone I talked to a few times, but…since I don’t have any acquaintances among the magicians, there’s no way that could be the case, so I just tilt my head.

“It’s me. Can I come in?”

“Lars-sama? Please do!”

A rather light tone was returned to Lars-sama.

This magician must be quite close to Lars-sama.

Lars-sama, who was given permission, immediately opened the door.

Who is there ahead? As I stared at the other side of the door with excitement, I eventually met the eyes of a person who was arranging white flowers on a gray marble stand.

“Oh, finally decided to invite her here.”

The magician with silver hair smiled and said.

“It’s just that the time didn’t match. Recently you usually come to work at night or in the middle of the night… Kvasir.”

There was no doubt that the person who was told by Lars-sama was Kvasir, the male student I had just met at the Academy.