Now, Aeron had basically prepared everything he needed for the Carnevale.
Montelli's resources, Fisalia's support, Phoebe's intelligence, Ciaccona's bait, Zani's backup, and the adorable Little Carte.
Now, all that remained was waiting for the Rover to return from Penitent's End with the Fool's Troupe, and the story of the Carnevale could officially begin.
Before the day ended, aside from playing with Little Carte, unexpectedly eting Phoebe, entrusting Zani with backup, placing an order with Ciaccona, and having tea with the head of the family, Aeron had two more tasks to complete.
One was to take "Arsène" out for a stroll late at night to scare passersby and enhance the credibility of the rumors about Ciaccona.
The other was the reason Aeron had co here now.
"Ah... Father, good day."
A voice tinged with a faint breathiness, yet full of tenderness and care, reached him from ahead.
Standing before Aeron was a young woman dressed in Lolita fashion, holding a long cane-shaped vaporizer, with pale purple twin tails—Rosemary.
"...Wait, how did you recognize ?"
"After all, I am also a mber of the Fisalia Family, and I never mistake the presence of a regular custor."
As she spoke, Rosemary offered Aeron an elegant smile.
Ah, how nostalgic. It had been a long ti since Aeron had seen such a perfectly distanced, reassuring smile.
"Um... Father, is sothing...?"
"No, nothing. Just feeling a bit sentintal."
It had been a while since he'd heard such a familiar form of address. He wondered if he'd still be able to keep the Order's secure job after all this was over.
This was the apothecary shop "Rosemary" in Ragunna.
Rosemary, as the Fisalia Family's apothecary, was the proprietor of this shop.
In Ragunna, unfavorable rumors about the Fisalia Family always circulated through the streets. Despite her exceptional pharmaceutical skills, many people held prejudices against her, causing the already remote shop to beco even more deserted.
However, Aeron naturally paid no mind to such things. Whenever he needed dicines, he would always go straight to Rosemary's apothecary shop "Rosemary" to support her business.
Over ti, he beca a regular custor and grew familiar with her.
This ti was no different. After obtaining Cantarella's prescription, Aeron still chose to co here and ask Rosemary for help in preparing it.
"How has Ragunna been lately? You haven't been affected by my situation, have you?"
In response to his question, Rosemary simply shook her head, her pale purple hair swaying gently.
"The Order has publicly declared you a disgraced priest in exile, and there are many rumors about you circulating among the people... but I haven't been affected."
"That's good." Aeron breathed a sigh of relief. His reputation didn't matter, but it would be terrible if Rosemary suffered because of him.
Aeron approached the counter, and a familiar fragrance drifted into his nostrils, refreshing his spirits and easing much of the weariness from his body.
"The vapor effect is quite good. Is it a new product?"
"...This is a specially blended version. The ingredient processing is more intricate, and the diffusion dium has been adjusted as well," Rosemary replied without turning around, her voice as calm as ever.
"The cost is quite high, making it unsuitable for mass production and sale."
Upon hearing Rosemary's explanation, Aeron paused, first glancing at her, then at the nebulizer in her hand.
"Is it that particular?"
"So formulations are only used at specific tis, for special individuals."
Rosemary's words carried an odd undertone, but Aeron didn't dwell on it, as more pressing matters demanded attention.
"I ca here today to ask a favor of you, Rosemary."
As he spoke, Aeron handed Cantarella's prescription to Rosemary. She leaned forward slightly, her gaze settling on the listed ingredients.
After reading it several tis, Rosemary's brow furrowed briefly before smoothing out as she looked back at Aeron.
"Father... are you in so kind of trouble?"
"Not . It's just that Carnevale is approaching, and to prevent Resonators from causing disturbances, Montelli's second young lady requested the family head to prepare this. I'm just here as a ssenger." (Carlotta: Achoo!)
Rosemary listened quietly without imdiate response, her gentle purple eyes fixed on Aeron.
"I understand."
She carefully picked up the parchnt and turned toward the back room filled with various vessels and ingredients—the compounding laboratory. "The formula itself presents no issues. I'm quite familiar with Lady Cantarella's handwriting and dicinal approach. Most of the ingredients are stocked in the shop. I can have it prepared by tomorrow evening. What dosage do you require?"
"The quantity needed is substantial... Anyway, don't worry about paynt. If possible, I'd prefer your special formulation."
"You an... the [Mist Blending Potion]?"
"Exactly."
As the Fisalia Family's pharmacist, Rosemary possessed a unique skill—[Mist Blending Therapy]. By extracting dicinal components and blending them with aromatic substances, she created specialized [Mist Blending Potions] that could alleviate patients' discomfort through nearly imperceptible inhalation.
Though what Aeron needed to deal with weren't exactly patients.
Rosemary's slender fingers gently traced the writing on the paper, as if contemplating sothing inwardly.
"The Mist Blending Potion... requires more ti to prepare than conventional liquid or powder formulations, but it's also more easily inhaled."
She raised her eyes, her gaze settling on Aeron's face.
"Father, have you been resting well lately? Your complexion seems more fatigued than during your last visit."
"Probably just tired from all the running around lately. It's fine, I'm in good health."
Aeron brushed it off with a light laugh. He was indeed tired—though not physically... well, partly physically too. He hoped the three would give him so peace after returning to Ragunna.
"That won't do, Father. Excessive fatigue affects tolerance to dications."
Rosemary's voice was soft yet serious. "Although the primary target is the Resonance Circuit, prolonged inhalation of high-concentration nebulized versions of several auxiliary ingredients may cause slight dizziness or lethargy even in ordinary people."
She paused, retrieving a small silver-like aromatherapy bottle from under the counter and sliding it toward Aeron. "This is my personal formulation—helps refresh the mind and slightly stabilize the spirit. If you don't mind, you could keep it with you."
Aeron gazed at the delicate little bottle, catching a faint whiff of crisp, soothing herbal fragrance.
"Thanks, Rosemary."
"The potion should be ready in a few days."
Rosemary confird the timing once more before deftly selecting several basic ingredients from the dicine cabinet behind her, her movents practiced and silent. "You can co collect it then, or if it's inconvenient, I can deliver it to a location of your choice."
"I'll co pick it up myself," Aeron quickly replied, not wanting to drag Rosemary any deeper into his affairs. "As for the paynt—"
"No rush about the paynt," Rosemary interrupted, shaking her head with a slight sway of her lavender hair. "We can settle it after everything is over."
She then studied Aeron's face for a mont before adding softly:
"...Consider this a little favor for a regular custor."
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