Chapter 2: 2

Alchemist (1)

 

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The day of Baptism has come. Father and Mother led me by my hand and we arrived at the royal capital’s church. I’m wearing a new dress that was ordered specifically for today. It’s rare that it’s not my older sister’s hand-me-downs, so I’m happy.

The advancement rate for skills related to the job given to you by God is higher and can be thought of as an honor and blessing from God. For example, if there was a child that could use magic before Baptism, and the job given to them at the ceremony was Swordsman, then, even if the child could use magic, they couldn’t become a Mage. The fact that God wishes for that child to be a Swordsman means that they are denied that job. In other words, “God changed their mind,” or so the church would reproach those who were unsatisfied. For that reason, the “Job Certificate”—given to you during your Baptism—needs to be presented when hoping to find a job. If the Job Certificate doesn’t complement the jobs applied to, the job hunt will be very difficult from the start.

At the church, there are a lot of five-year-old children brought by their parents lining up. Those children were dreaming of the future that would be told to them and they were all full of smiles. The waiting time was long for me as well, so I was very nervous.

“It’ll be fine, I’m sure God will decide for you to become a Mage.” My father held my hand tightly as he encouraged me.

The priest calls people in the order on the register of names. Most likely, nobles are called by the order of their family status, and I, the child of a viscount, haven’t been called yet. Afterward, the commoner childrens’ Baptism will occur.

“Daisy von Preslaria,” the priest finally called my name.

“Here,” I answered, then walked to the middle, in front of the chapel of the church.

“Now then, place your hand on top of this crystal,” The priest prompted me to put my hand on top of the crystal magic tool. I obediently did so.

“Oh God, please grant Daisy von Preslaria her five-year-old blessing and a fitting job.”

A dazzling light wrapped my hand.

……And then, the job displayed was “Alchemist”.

“It’s not Mage…” I murmured and thanked the priest, then walked out of the church hurriedly.

I left the church and cried loudly.
Then, Father and Mother, who chased after me, hugged me close and gently stroked my back to calm me. However, I could only cry in shock—in shock of not being given the job that I thought was only natural to receive, like my older brother and sister.

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The job given to my daughter was “Alchemist”.
That is not really a joyous occasion for a noble family. Right after returning from the Baptism Ceremony, she shut herself in her room.

An “Alchemist”—an unpopular job among nobles—is an important job that creates medicine called potions that can save peoples’ lives. There’s a legend that the legendary Elixir or a philosopher’s stone could be created…… but I’m doubtful if it’s even true. It’s believed that it doesn’t exist in reality.

Most alchemists just run a potion shop, and what’s more, most of them are stores that can only sell beginner-level concoctions they’ve made.

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Even if my daughter were to be wed into a noble family, the few—of those seeking that ability—would have her be the second wife of some old person, or becoming long-term caretaker of the house, etc. The reality is that there aren’t many nobles wanting to marry a young woman with that job.

I—Henry, Daisy’s father—continued thinking. What should I do about what’s been decided? Unlike my daughter, who confined herself to her own room, still crying, I am a father, and I love Daisy as my daughter. For the sake of my child, I must think. I cannot change the job decided for Daisy. Whether she can be happy or not depends on what she and her parents—who should support her – do.

How should I approach my daughter, who has been determined to have an unlucky job of “Alchemist”, and raise her, so that she can lead a happy life? That was what I, who loved everyone in my family equally, was thinking.

…Incidentally, I’ve heard that it’s prevalent for a child that has been given a bad job to be disinherited on the streets. An option like that was never once on the table.

I headed to my wife’s room. “Rose, are you here?” I gently knocked on the door and called out to my beloved Roselia.

“Yes, I’m here. Ellie, could you open the door?”

The maid opened the door as asked.

I entered the room and gave my wife a greeting kiss on her cheek, filled with deep affection. “I wanted to talk about Daisy’s future, you see. Can you give me some of your time right now?”

Roselia returned my kiss with her own and gave me a beautiful smile. “Of course, Henry. She is our beloved child, it’s only natural for a parent to do so,” Rose said as she invited me to the sofa and sat next to me. The maid Ellie prepared black tea for the two of us, then bowed and left the room.

“It’s about Daisy being an “Alchemist” you see.” Rose nodded at my opening words. “For that job, if you don’t work hard, even if you’re a child of a noble family, it’s a difficult job that makes it hard to lead a happy life. Don’t you think so too?” Rose nodded again. Her sorrowful expression was that of a mother who was thinking of their child.

“It was a pitiable thing for that child to have received the job as an Alchemist…… However, depending on how you think about it, I thought that job wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, given that girl’s personality.”

“Hm?” I murmured as I was intrigued by the unexpected opinion that came out of Rose’s mouth.

“Rose, what do you mean?”

Rose took a sip of black tea and answered, “Daisy is really hard-working. Even at her age, she almost learned how to read, write, and calculate. Plus, she had a deep interest related to plants in the first place, and she’s enthusiastic about studying them as well. I think that if it’s with her personality, even if it’s typically unfortunate to be an “Alchemist”, there’s a good enough chance for her to live a happy life with that as her livelihood.”

Hearing that, I looked at the garden with the roses that Daisy grew and invested her time into.

Mhm, I nodded my head in agreement with Rose’s opinion. “Well then, first of all, let’s have her make a decision by herself to live as an “Alchemist”…… and it would be good for her to support her.”

Rose is a wise mother that often watches her children. Once again, she opened her mouth and proposed to me, “Come to think of it, Daisy likes to read “Plant Reference” books and “Medicinal Herb Reference” books. How about giving her a book related to alchemy? Perhaps she might docilely gain an unexpected interest?”

“As expected of my Rose!” I put my hand on my wife’s shoulder and kissed her lips. “I’m going to head out to buy the necessary things for Daisy at once!”

Feeling my gloominess cleared up, I left the room quickly.

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