Personality V: I will save everything

After Norton completed his feat of creating a golden house, he left the small space created for him by the owner of the manor and wanted to call everyone to come and take a look.

But as soon as he left that small space,

His first reaction was where did everyone go? (；一_一)?

The second reaction is what is this smell in the air? (｀Δ′)!

The third reaction is that I should just go out.....(=_=)

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“Hahahahahahahahahahaha…”

After listening to Norton's account of the cause and effect, Jose Baden couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that tears almost came out, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world.

Jose Baden laughed for five minutes before his laughter gradually subsided. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Then how did you think that everyone was here?"

Norton rolled his eyes and replied helplessly: "Is it even necessary to think about it? Your place is almost becoming the second Oritis Manor."

Jose Baden was slightly stunned, and then showed a speechless expression: ".................... (=_=)"

It needs to be explained that what Norton meant by this sentence is that Jose Badem has become another base for the people in the manor, so it goes without saying that everyone will be here.

In other words, José Badem's place has become a nursery and inn, where everyone comes to seek help or rest.

Jose Badem, who understood what Norton meant, couldn't laugh at all. (=_=)

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In order to liven up the awkward atmosphere, Lisa took the initiative to tell about an incident that happened to her when she was strolling on the street.

"I met a strange sister. She wanted to buy my flowers, but I didn't give them to her." Lisa said, shaking the flower basket in her hand.

There are many varieties of flowers in Lisa's basket, including roses, lilies, hyacinths, lavender... but they are all relatively common flowers.

"Why not sell them? They are all..." Norton said as he looked through the flowers in Lisa's basket. They were all very common types, until he found an unusual flower.

Even someone like Norton, who had no interest in plants, could tell at a glance that this flower was unique because it had seven colors.

The petals of this flower present seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple. Each color is vivid and bright, intertwined with each other, forming a unique visual effect. The center of the flower is a yellow stamen, which exudes a faint fragrance. The whole flower looks beautiful and mysterious, as if it contains some special power.

"These are the seeds the owner of the manor gave me. The flowers grown from them are very beautiful and smell very fragrant..." She looked at the flowers in front of her with a gentle and nostalgic gaze, as if she was recalling something beautiful.

However, she then said firmly: "But I can't sell it."

Because this is a precious gift from the manor owner, Lisa will never sell it to anyone else. This friendship is extremely important to her and is the most precious treasure in her heart.

"It's a good thing you didn't sell it." Jose Baden took the flower from Norton and said to Lisa, his eyes revealing a hint of seriousness and worry.

The flower was truly special, with a unique scent and petals of rare color that clearly did not belong to this ordinary world. If Lisa sold it, it might attract unnecessary attention and trouble.

Lisa nodded gratefully, she understood Jose Baden's good intentions, and she was glad that she did not act on impulse but stuck to her principles.

"Did the lady say she wanted to buy your flowers for something?" Lydia asked, frowning.

Because she has to take care of the injured William, she is now temporarily living with Jose Badem.

"I don't know, Sister Lydia."

Lisa shook her head and replied, "She said...she seemed to be making some perfume."

In fact, Lisa was not very clear. She only remembered that when the older sister offered to buy her flowers, she refused very seriously and ran away quickly, as if she was afraid that the other party would snatch her flowers away.

"No matter what," Jose Baden said seriously, while carefully putting the flower back into Lisa's basket, "we'd better not bring things from the manor outside casually...it may cause unexpected trouble." His eyes slowly swept over everyone present, and his tone was firm and full of warning, "We are all the same, we must always be vigilant."

Everyone nodded, expressing their understanding and agreement. They knew very well the special nature of the Oritis Manor, and any careless action could lead to unpredictable consequences.

"No problem." Someone responded.

"Is there any need to say more?" another person echoed.

"I understand." Someone else whispered to express his understanding.

Everyone knew that the environment they were in was extremely complex and full of unknowns, and they had to act with caution to ensure safety. They exchanged glances with each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding - to protect themselves and the entire "family".

....................A few days later....................

Norton thought that it was almost time to go back to Oritis Manor. At the same time, because of what Lisa said a few days ago, Norton began to wonder whether he should buy a few bottles of perfume to take back.

I don't need to explain the specific reasons, those who understand will understand. (=_=)

But Norton knew nothing about perfume. Before he came to the manor, he had been living in such a dark environment. Who would be so refined as to spray perfume? Moreover, the price of a bottle of perfume was enough to feed a miner's family for several months. Such a luxury was simply not something they could afford.

Even now that he had come to the manor, he still had no interest in these things. These things were flashy and useless, and it would be better to buy more food.

So, Norton decided to find someone who knew something about perfume to help.

“Glad to be able to help.”

These days, Sangria has the full support of José Bardem and is finally able to step onto the stage again.

She once again stood in the center of the stage, bathed in the bright spotlight, singing with all her heart, and the thunderous applause and cheers from the audience made her feel extremely excited.

However, at this moment......

"I just help you get back on stage and sing. You have to walk the rest of the way on your own." These words were said by Jose Badem himself.

As it turned out, he did it. He just helped Sangria get back on stage, and everything else depended on her own efforts.

Despite this, Sangria is still grateful. After all, without José Bardem's help, she might never have been able to return to the stage. Now, she has the opportunity to show her talent again and realize her dream. Although the road ahead is full of challenges, she is determined to move forward with her own strength and perseverance.

Because for Sangria, as long as she can sing, that's all that matters.

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It turned out that Norton had found the right person to help him, Sangria.

Sangria introduced Norton to a perfumer who seemed pretty good.

"Hello sir, my name is Chloe Nell. Can you tell me what kind of perfume you want?" The lady in front of me looked cheerful and talkative.

"I don't have any big requirements, as long as it smells strong enough." Norton said carelessly.

To be honest, Norton's words make people feel vulgar from the inside out, especially when it comes to perfume. After all, the customers who come here will have detailed requests for what kind of perfume they want, and at the very least they will say the name of a flower to express that they want that scent.

To be honest, Sangria, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but twitch her eyes when she heard Norton say that.

She couldn't help but think: Mr. Norton Campbell really knows nothing about perfume... I hope this perfumer can meet Mr. Norton's strange needs.

Unexpectedly, the perfumer named Chloe Nell, after careful consideration, actually came up with several perfumes that met Norton's requirements.

"How do you like vanilla scent? Or rose scent is also good. And... since you are a man, you might like leather scent."

Sangria, who was standing nearby, originally thought that Norton would not say anything shocking again, but it turned out that she was overly simplistic.

"Leather perfume?! What kind of scent is that?"

Norton had smelled leather before, but to be honest, it didn't smell good. Could anyone really make it into perfume? He doubted it.

Sangria began to feel that it was a mistake to bring Mr. Norton to such a high-end perfume shop. Perhaps it would be better if she took him to an ordinary small perfume workshop.

But unexpectedly, the perfumer named Chloe Nell was not angry at all, and patiently explained to Norton.

"Sir, you misunderstood. Leather-scented perfumes are usually not a single leather scent, but are mixed with other notes to form a complex and multi-layered scent. These notes can include vanilla, tobacco, amber, musk, etc., which together create a unique and charming fragrance."

The perfumer said patiently,

“When you smell a leather fragrance, you feel a powerful emotional impact. It might remind you of sitting in a car as a child and smelling the leather seats. It might also remind you of smelling leather goods in an old leather shop. This scent can evoke deep emotions and memories that make people feel warm and comfortable.”

Although what Chloe Nell said was very immersive, it was a pity that Norton didn't feel involved at all. Because he had never been exposed to these things when he was a child.

Cars? Oh, Norton had never seen a horse when he was a child. He lived in a poor environment and could not imagine what it would be like to own a car. For him, the only means of transportation were his legs and the occasional mine cart.

Old leather shops? Norton had no interest in these things. He knew from a young age that he had nothing to do with wealth, so he could only stay away from those expensive leather products. He was more concerned about how to fill his stomach and how to survive.

But it's no wonder that Chloe Nell would describe the perfume in this way. After all, Norton's current appearance is completely different from his previous appearance. It's impossible to tell that they are the same person. Chloe Nell probably thought Norton was a nobleman or a wealthy businessman, so she said that.

But Norton was too lazy to refute, and now that he owned a gold mine, it was true in a sense.

"Forget it, just give me rose-scented perfume, but I have a request, I want a lot of it."

Hearing this, Chloe Nell looked at the person in front of her with some doubt, unsure of his intention. So she asked, "Please let me confirm, do you want to divide it into many small bottles so that you can distribute it to the guests?"

Chloe Nell knew that there were nobles or wealthy businessmen who would choose to give perfume as a gift to banquet guests. She had encountered this situation before, so she wanted to determine the specific needs of this customer in order to better meet his needs.

However, the customer shook his head in denial. Then he said something surprising: "I didn't use it myself... the amount... you can calculate it based on the amount that can be used to spray an entire manor from top to bottom."

"Ah? This............." This smart and capable perfumer showed a look of astonishment for the first time. Her deep eyes flashed with surprise and confusion, as if she was trying to understand everything that was happening before her eyes.

But her reaction was quite normal. After all, who buys high-end perfume just to fill their manor with perfume? This is really weird! This behavior goes against the normal usage and makes people feel confused and curious.

"You don't need to ask for details. Anyway, I have my own reasons. Just tell me whether it can be done or not?" The man's voice was firm and unquestionable. He didn't seem to want to explain too much, just hoping to get a clear answer.

A flash of hesitation flashed across the perfumer's face, but she quickly regained her calm and professional attitude. She knew that the customer's needs always come first, no matter how strange or incomprehensible. As a senior perfumer, she believed that she could satisfy the customer.