Maison vide dans l'abîme

Chapitre 27

So skillful that even a child would be fooled. He now realizes he can argue even more, knowing he can...

He will modify this fragrance. He will design a fragrance that is not only human, but also superhuman, an angelic fragrance.

The aroma is indescribable, bursting with vitality. Anyone who catches its scent will be captivated and fall in love with it from the bottom of their heart.

Up to him, Grenouille, the carrier of this fragrance.

Indeed, if they become captivated by his scent, they will love him, and not just acknowledge him as one of their own.

She wasn't like any other person, but someone who loved him to the point of madness, someone who was willing to sacrifice herself, someone who trembled with joy, someone who cried out and wept with happiness.

And for some reason, the moment they smelled him, Grenouille, they would kneel down, as if kneeling before a cold, holy god.

Beneath the cold cigarette smoke! He wants to become an omnipotent, fragrant God, both in and above humanity in the real world, like...

Just as he had done in his fantasies. He knew he was perfectly capable of it. Because people can achieve greatness...

Close your eyes to terror and beauty, turn a deaf ear to melodious tunes or seductive words, but they do not

It can get rid of odors. Because odors are related to respiration; they enter the body with respiration, and if people are to survive,

They could not resist it. The scent penetrated deep into people, reaching straight to their hearts, where it carried with it love and contempt, disgust and loathing.

Distinguish between interest, love, and hate. Whoever controls the scent controls people's hearts.

Grenouille sat on a bench in the Saint-Pierre Cathedral, a slight smile on his face, looking quite relaxed. When he decided...

When he was determined to control people, he showed no signs of mental pleasure, his eyes lacked the gaze of a madman, and his face did not display madness.

A strange expression. He hadn't lost his mind. His thoughts were so clear and lucid that he questioned himself about what he was doing.

Why did he do that? He smiled, content. His appearance was as pure as that of any happy person.

He sat solemnly and quietly for a long time, deeply inhaling the air thick with incense smoke. His face then...

A joyful smile: How pitiful is the smell that God smells! How wonderful is the fragrance that God Himself exudes!

How shoddy! The smoke rising from the incense burner is not genuine Zen incense. It is a poor substitute, a...

It's a fake made from a mixture of wood roots, cork powder, and saltpeter. God stinks! God is a stinking little wretch.

Worm! This God was deceived, or he himself is a fraud, no different from Grenouille—except...

It will be much worse!

De Latayad-Espinas was ecstatic about the new perfume. He said even he, the fatally...

The discoverers of the gas were not without surprise to see something so minor and volatile, such as a perfume,

Depending on whether it originates from a source bound to or separated from the soil, for a person's general condition...

What a striking effect it had! Grenouille, who had been lying here pale and nearly unconscious just hours before.

He looks as energetic as any healthy person his age; you could really say he—

Despite possessing all the limitations of a person of his social class and lack of education—he almost achieved the qualities of an adult.

A kind of materialistic quality. He, Tayard-Espinas, will, in any case, be the subject of his upcoming book on deadly aura.

This is discussed in the nutrition chapter of a monograph on body theory. However, he believes that the first priority should be to use this aroma.

To formulate a perfume.

Grenouille gave him two small bottles of perfume made from flowers, which he used to spray on his body.

He was extremely satisfied with the results. He admitted that after years of being weighed down by the terrible, lead-like scent of violets,

At that moment, he felt as if he had grown flower wings; if he wasn't mistaken, the terrible pain in his knees and

The buzzing in his ears had lessened; overall, he felt relaxed and happy, and had become strong and youthful.

He was several years older. He walked over to Grenouille, hugged him, called him "my gas brother," and added,

This isn't a social title, but rather a purely spiritual one "taking into account the theory of lethal gases." Everyone

Before this theory of deadly gases—and only before this theory of deadly gases—all are equal; he also intends

—As he spoke, he released Grenouille, and in a very friendly manner, without the slightest sign of disgust, several

It seems to be about letting go of those who share the same identity as oneself—to establish an international, supra-class free society in the near future.

The association's mission is to completely eliminate the deadly gas and strive to replace it with a pure, vital gas as soon as possible.

He then promised to admit Grenouille as the first convert to the branch. Then he ordered that flowers be used to...

He wrote the perfume recipe on a slip of paper, carried it with him, and gave it to Grenouille for fifty Louis gold.

De la Tayard-Espinas, a full week after his first report, once again placed his protection under guard.

He appeared in the university auditorium. The crowd surged around him, oblivious. The entire city of Montpellier—not just scientists, but also…

People from all walks of life, including many women, came to see this legendary caveman. Despite Taya's presence...

The opponents of Germany were mainly representatives of the "University Botanical Garden Friendship Society" and members of the "Agricultural Promotion Association," who...

His followers were mobilized, and the event was still a resounding success. To help audiences remember Grenouille...

A week earlier, Tayad Espinas had people circulate descriptions of the caveman's ugliness and raggedness.

The picture was of Kane. Then he ordered someone to bring in the new Grenouille—wearing a beautiful velvet blue coat and silk...

He wore a shirt, applied rouge and powder, and had his hair done. He walked with a graceful gait, his hips swaying like a gentleman's.

The way he walked and how he greeted everyone without relying on anyone's help, turning this way and that, was remarkable.

The boy's deep bow and slight smile as he stepped onto the podium silenced all the doubters and critics. Even...

Our friends at the university botanical garden also fell into an embarrassed silence. The change was too obvious; it seemed a miracle had taken place here.

It's absolutely breathtaking: a week ago, a wild, hardened animal crouched there, and now it truly stands there.

A well-built, civilized man stood there. The hall was filled with an almost solemn atmosphere as Tayad-Es...

When Pinas began his speech, the hall was silent. He once again developed his already well-known, deadly soil.

The gas theory later explained how he used mechanical and dietary methods to extract this gas from the bodies of the subjects being exhibited.

Expel it, and replace it with a vital gas. Finally, he asked all those present, whether friends or those with differing opinions,

Given such compelling facts, abandoning resistance to this new doctrine, along with him, Tayard-Espinas,

A struggle against this malevolent gas paved the way for the benevolent, vital gas. As he said this, he spread his arms...

He would raise his arms and look up at the sky, and many scholars imitated him in doing so, while the women would weep loudly.

Grenouille stood on the small platform, ignoring the Marquis's long-winded discourse. He observed with great satisfaction.

The action of a completely different gas, a much more realistic gas—a gas of its own. He followed...

As required by the auditorium's space management, I sprayed myself with a large amount of perfume, and the strong fragrance already permeated the air even before I stepped onto the podium.

It emanated from his body. He saw the fragrance—he even saw it with his own eyes! —and grabbed the seated man.

It started in the front row, then continued forward, eventually reaching the back rows and the aisles. Whom did it capture—

—Grenouille was so happy his heart was pounding—and he clearly changed. Under the influence of his fragrance,

People unconsciously change their facial expressions, their behavior, and their emotions. At first, they widen their eyes...

The person who had been looking at him in surprise now looked at him with kind eyes; previously, he had been frowning and his lips were noticeably downturned.

Those who had been hunched over in their chairs now shifted, their backs leaning forward; even those who were merely filled with fear...

Those who are afraid of light and those who are always suspicious, the timid and fearful, at this moment when the fragrance...

When it came to them, kindness and compassion shone on their faces.

The report concluded with the entire audience rising to their feet and erupting in enthusiastic applause. "Long live Vital Gases! Tayard-Espi!"

Long live Nass! Long live the gas theory! Down with orthodox medicine! — Montpellier, the most famous university town in southern France

The scholars exclaimed. This was the greatest moment of the Marquis de la Tayard-Espinas's life.

Grenouille now stepped down from his small lectern and squeezed into the crowd, knowing that such cheers were only for those who had received them.

He could only accept that this cheer was for Jean-Baptiste Grenouille alone, even if there were no others in the hall.

They cheered, anticipating this.

He stayed in Montpellier for a few more weeks. He had become quite famous, and people were inviting him to salons and asking him questions.

He inquired about his life in the cave and the Marquis's treatment of him. He could only recount the story of the bandits who had abducted him.

The story is about a basket and a ladder that were lowered. Each time, he adds embellishments, fabricating new details. Therefore...

He gained some experience in speaking—though it was very limited, since he had never been particularly fond of it in his life.

He was passionate about language—but he felt that the most important thing was how to lie in a way that made sense to himself.

In fact, he said with absolute certainty that he could say whatever he wanted to people. They only needed to believe...

The moment they inhaled the first inhalation of the scent he concocted, they trusted him—so they trusted him in everything.

Everyone would believe it. Furthermore, he gained a certain confidence in social situations—a confidence he had never had before, it even…

It was physical. He felt he had grown taller. His hunchback seemed to have disappeared. He was almost completely...

He walks with his body completely upright. If someone speaks to him, he has stopped convulsing and stands perfectly straight, enduring the convulsions.

The gazes cast upon him. Of course, during this period he hadn't yet become a true man, wasn't yet the lion of the salon, not...

He was an independent and self-reliant social figure. However, it was clear that the curled-up and left-side-facing posture was no longer present.

His natural humility and innate shyness, evident in every situation, were already apparent. This demeanor gave him a certain...

These gentlemen and ladies left a touching impression—at that time, naturalness was favored in high society circles.

And an unchanging charm.

In early March, he packed his bags and, one morning just as the city gates opened, put on the clothes he had bought the day before at the secondhand clothing market.

He bought an inconspicuous blue coat online and put on a worn-out top hat that covered half of his face.

He left quietly. No one recognized him, no one saw or paid attention to him, because he deliberately didn't...

He used his perfume. Around noon, when the Marquis inquired about him, the sentry confidently assured him that although they...

They saw all the people who had left the city, but not the familiar caveman. That caveman would surely attract attention...