How the Villainous Consort Avoids His Death Ending - Chapter 28.2
The subtle fragrance of flowers in the air tickled my nose pleasantly. As I looked around absentmindedly, a small flower shop caught my eye.
As I slowly approached, an unexpected basket drew my attention. I stopped without realizing it and stared at it for a long moment.
“Do you like flowers, Grand Consort?”
Tristan, who had been standing quietly by my side, suddenly asked. I was startled and answered awkwardly.
“Eh? No? Why would you think that?”
“……”
To me, flowers were useless. They were expensive, inedible, and quickly withered. In short, I thought they were pretty trash. Whenever someone gifted me flowers, my heart ached thinking of the wasted money, even though it wasn’t mine.
I worried even more when I thought of Hezekia’s poor treasury. Flowers in this era were far more expensive than in modern times. How could there be money to waste on such things?
I was so alarmed at the thought that Tristan might buy flowers that I hardened my expression and spoke firmly.
“I don’t like them at all. Flower gifts are the worst.”
“……I see……”
Now that I said it, Tristan had no reason to give me flowers, so I felt foolish for assuming. I turned my head to ignore it, but my face still felt hot.
However, the reason I had stopped in front of the flower shop was different. Among the flowers, a small basket containing bulbs caught my eye.
I asked the shop owner, who was busily arranging flower pots.
“Excuse me, what kind of bulbs are these?”
“Oh, you’re interested in these? You have quite an unusual taste.”
The florist answered indifferently. Tristan raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
The bulbs had a translucent brown tint and looked slightly rough, like roots. The body was round and plump, and the top was small and pointed, as if a sprout had emerged. At a glance, they looked a little like ugly onions.
But to me, they seemed slightly unusual. I vaguely remembered reading about such bulbs in the original story.
‘What was it? This seemed important.’
It felt like something was just at my fingertips, yet I couldn’t grasp it. As I pondered, the owner took out the basket and explained.
“These are called Lirisias. They were imported expensively from the Eastern Empire, but maybe because of how they look, they aren’t very popular. Still, the flowers are bright and pretty when they bloom. Would you like some? I can give them to you cheaply.”
The owner sounded tired from the poor sales, speaking with all enthusiasm gone. But my mind was elsewhere, and I barely listened.
“Lirisias……”
I had definitely heard the name before, but I couldn’t remember it, which made me frustrated. I decided to use the price scale, but as expected, it was useless.
[Product Name: Lirisias Bulb] Origin: Ashurana, capital of the Eastern Sarr Empire User Visited Locations: Hezekia Duchy, Port of Kalhaven, Southern Northern Continent Price Data: Unavailable This item is not traded locally, so no price has been established.
When will this damned market scale finally become useful?
However, there was another method. This is what the original story confirmation reward was for, right? I worried that it might turn out to be nothing, but curiosity kills even a cat.
Unable to resist my curiosity, I decided to try it. I called the System to use the saved reward.
‘System. Show the first 500 characters where the Lirisias bulb appears in the original story.’
[……Searching……] Providing content related to ‘Lirisias bulb’.
The following information turned out to be more useful than I had expected.
“What? That flower root costs that much? Grand Consort, this is highway robbery no matter what.”
As I quickly scanned the text, Gehardt muttered in displeasure. Sir Mildred hesitated before cautiously adding his opinion.
“In fact, I heard of this flower when sailing in the Eastern Empire, Grand Consort. It blooms unusually briefly, has no scent, and is not very popular even in the Sarr Empire. It is said to be difficult to cultivate and thus only expensive.”
“How much stock do you have? I want to buy all of it.”
I interrupted Sir Mildred and asked the shop owner directly. I did not intend to embarrass anyone, but I was impatient.
In this store, and if necessary in all of Belforte’s flower shops, I had to secure as many of these bulbs as possible.