Perfume Alchemist

Chapter 8 The Gate of Sound

In a luxurious study.

Mrs. Northam brewed a pot of tea, and the faint fragrance of tea lingered.

She asked Ahao's recent situation with kindness.

After chatting for a while, she asked, "How did you see that door? The door that I can't see."

"Can't you see?"

"Yes, it seems that only you can see that door."

After hesitating for a moment, Ahao still said, "Actually, I smelled it."

"Smell it?"

"Well. I have an innate sense of smell.

"When I was pushing the door, I suddenly smelled the aroma coming from behind. After I found it, the door suddenly appeared in front of my eyes."

".In my spiritual perception, your door has an indescribable sense of oppression. I feel that it is not a door that mortals can push open. But how can you transcend mortals if you have never pushed the door open?"

"In other words, I'm stuck in an unsolvable loop?"

"Let's not talk about this, Ahao. I have a gift for you, I hope it can make you feel better."

Mrs. Northam took out a beautiful box from the desk drawer and handed it to him.

"No need, Grandma Norson."

"Just take it as a thank you for speaking with me, an old lady, take it. Come and talk with me more in the future."

Ah Hao, whose thoughts had already flown away, had no desire to shirk.He took the gift, said goodbye politely, and left the study.

After Ahao left the room, Mrs. Northam sat on the chair Ahao used to sit on.

After feeling it for a while, she found a silver-clad cane carved with a bear's head from the cabinet.

Raise the cane to the forehead,
She said in a hoarse and sharp voice:

"Bear's sense of smell!"

After speaking, the cane exuded a faint silver light, enveloping her.

After strengthening her sense of smell, she smelled it.Where Ah Hao stayed, there was a faint smell.

It's a very faint extraordinary taste, but it's completely different from the arcane she's familiar with.

This breath is like an open book, and it is continuously exuding a strange fragrance.

And the name of this book is called
Mrs. Northam fell into a long thought.

What is it called?

Ah Hao walked out of Northon Manor full of thoughts.

Wind was standing by his wheelie, smoking a pipe.As soon as he saw Ah Hao, he greeted excitedly.

"Hey, Hao! How's it going?"

Ahao waved his hand listlessly at him.

Wende understood in an instant.

"Failed?"

"Ah."

He didn't say much, and put his arm around Ah Hao's shoulder.

"Hey, what's the matter, just treat it as a dream, just go back and sleep."

Ahao smiled at Wende: "Yeah, I'm not like you. Living in that environment since childhood, you must have suffered much more pressure than me. You survived, and I'm fine."

"Uh huh, it would be better if you didn't mention this."

"Come on, give me a ride?"

"Okay! Where are you going?"

"Go to my house, it's not far from here. It's in the Hill District."

Wende's home - Nordson Manor, has a large and beautiful garden.But it is also far away from the main city and is located in the suburbs of Agadi.

And Ah Hao, who is looking for a cheap house to rent, also lives far away from the main city.And it is roughly in the same direction as Northson Manor.

"What? Are you going to go to work?" Wende knew that Ahao was working as a clerk in a perfume shop.

"Today is too messy, I want to take care of it, and," Ahao said, pointing to the sunset that is about to turn red in the sky, "it's already this point, what else should I do?"

"Ahaha, yes. Time flies so fast today, let's go, get in the car."

Wen De drove Ahao, all the way to the place pointed by Ahao at high speed.

On the way, Ahao couldn't help but turned his head and asked, "Wend, what's your grandma's ability? She's so amazing."

"Why, grandma made a move?"

"Yes, she taught your aunt, Vanessa, and made her roll all the way back to the room. That's the kind of roll, you understand." Ahao made a rolling motion with his hands.

"Hahahahaha! Cough cough, she really deserves it!" Wende laughed wantonly, and the strong wind in front of him blew into his mouth, causing him to cough.

Then he said: "My grandma is a legend. The door she opened is the [Gate of Sound]."

"The sound of the voice?"

"That's right. When she was young, this door only gave her the ability to transmit sound. She has been a human-shaped speaker for a long time."

Wende let go of the handlebar with one hand, and made a gesture like opening and closing his mouth. "My grandma was almost like a secretary at that time."

"But as Granny persevered in exploring the mysteries of the door, she grasped the true meaning of sound."

"In the beginning, she made her voice heard. Later, she made her voice necessary."

"It's like a mandatory order, a spiritual influence? And there are no usage restrictions?"

"Almost, ahem, I can't go on, Ah Hao."

"Okay, I understand. But I've seen it before, so I can guess it." Ahao made another sign of rolling and rolling in front of Wende's eyes.

"Hahahahaha~!" Wende's unscrupulous laughter floated in the wind.

Farewell to Wende.

Ah Hao returned home.A cramped and cramped shared apartment.

He unwrapped the gift from Grandma Northon. It was a beautiful brooch, and a bird made of jewels was standing and singing on a tree branch. It was probably not cheap.

Ah Hao glanced slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he threw himself on the bed regardless.

I was so tired that I couldn't keep my eyelids open.

It's okay to be busy, but when you calm down, tiredness floods up like a tide.

Ah Hao felt like a mess in his head.

The joy of selling the perfume, the surprise when learning about the existence of the Arcane Master, the shock when seeing the door, and the disappointment of not being able to open the door.

All the emotions mixed together made his brain ache.

He had a very rich day.

In a daze, he fell asleep without knowing it.

in a dream.

He saw the door again.

Everything feels very familiar.Familiar taste, familiar stone door, familiar texture.

And the lines on the door are gathering into words.

Divide earth into fire.

wrong!

This time, he suddenly noticed that there was no pattern behind these four words.

There is a blank area around which patterns cannot enter.

It's like a half-sentence, waiting for someone to fill in the imaginative blank.

[Divide soil into fire, ________? 】

He realized to his surprise that this was an unfinished puzzle.

He got up and woke up from a light sleep!
He had a hunch that solving the puzzle was the key to opening the door.

As long as you can fill in the second half, there may be clues to open the door!

Even. Thinking of a better place, maybe after untying it, the door will open by itself!
If you can't push the door open, let the door open by itself!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

But he wanted to scratch his head, and he didn't understand what the riddle meant.

Divide earth into fire?

What is the relationship between earth and fire?

Can't figure it out, but he decided to find out these two things first.

He ran downstairs excitedly, preparing to start a fire in the open space.

It's just earth and fire, simple!
(End of this chapter)