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Giselle made a puzzled expression as she saw the wizards rushing in with force.

"What's going on in the group?"

"I've come to make a bet! We'll all bet that your cosmetics are useless."

"Hmm, there are too many people… … . What are the conditions?"

Claude, who was representing the group, answered with a sly smile.

"If we win, how about we cancel our slave contracts and give each of us 2,000 gold?"

"What if you lose?"

"Then I will add 10 years to each of you."

Jiselle asked again, pretending to ignore it for no reason.

"What if I don't take the bet?"

Claude and the wizards' eyes lit up at that sight.

The lord who was just leaving was showing his insecure attitude for the first time. It meant that he had a high chance of winning.

"Didn't you propose the bet first, my lord? It would be dishonorable to refuse now. If you're going to quit, then give me five years off."

"Ah, that's difficult… … ."

Jiselle hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

"I feel bad for adding another 10 years… … Since everyone's determination is so strong, I can't help it. I accept the bet."

"Yeah!"

Claude and the wizards clenched their fists and let out small gasps.

"Okay! Then give me a deadline."

"Well, maybe a month or so?"

Jiselle blurted out confidently.

Two weeks is enough to see results, but since skin conditions vary from person to person, we set a generous one-month period.

Claude was very cheerful and brought in a bunch of his vassals to be witnesses to the bet.

Everyone gathered in Daejeon, except for Gillian, who was out inspecting the territory, and Vanessa, who was training in the training hall.

Of course, Belinda objected angrily.

"What kind of bet is this! I think I've been influenced by that guy! How on earth are you going to prove cosmetics?"

In farming, visible sprouts sprout and fruits grow, but in the case of cosmetics, there were no objective standards to evaluate their effectiveness.

The human face gets better just by eating well and sleeping well.

In other words, it means that you can forcefully ruin your skin.

"You're not going to give it to them, are you? You know what they're going to do!"

Jiselle waved her hand as if to tell her not to worry.

"Of course Claude and the wizards should be exempt from the test. They are the kind of guys who would put shit on their faces if it meant winning a bet."

The wizards were hurt but could not refute it.

Because I was thinking of really sh*tting myself if things went wrong.

Despite Giselle's words, Belinda's anger could not be calmed down.

"Then who's going to do the experiment? Even if there's just one pimple, they'll start making a fuss and say they've won!"

"Hmm, that's true. I need someone I can trust… … ."

Jiselle looked around.

Everyone present quickly lowered their heads in case their eyes met.

No one wants to test unproven products on their face.

"Who would like it… … ."

It's not hard to force everyone to wear it.

But if people are scared and don't do it right, the results of the bet become ambiguous.

Because it gives Claude and the wizards room to argue that it doesn't work.

No matter how effective a new product is, you need to apply it consistently for several days to see results.

Rather than forcing everything to be correct, Giselle decided to first find someone who could test it properly.

"Kaor, would you like to try it? I'll give you a few days off from training."

Since Mana is also learning, it would be less affected by external conditions, so it was a suitable candidate.

But Kaor scoffed and declined with an arrogant expression.

"A man doesn't wear that kind of thing."

"Who doesn't know that you stick fruit peels on your face every night?"

"That's it! I just happened to get it while eating fruit!"

Even before Kaor lost to Giselle and joined her, she often slept with fruit peels stuck on her face.

It happened occasionally even after I came to Ferdium, so everyone who knew about it knew.

"Anyway! That's not true. I don't do that anymore."

A person who was already concerned about skin care would not have applied something he didn't even know the identity of.

In response to the strong refusal, Giselle only shrugged her shoulders.

I had no intention of forcing myself on someone who didn't want to do it. I just had to find someone I could trust.

"I guess I'll have to find someone else to do the experiment. Anyway, I'm going to make a bet, so everyone knows that."

"What are you looking for! You have to be a lord to save face. How can you go around looking for people just to make a bet?"

Belinda's eyes lit up and she lost her temper.

Jiselle tilted her head in bewilderment.

"No one here does it. Then, will Belinda do it?"

"No, that's a bit… … ."

As people's eyes turned to her, she looked embarrassed and lowered her head.

'Ugh, I can't help it. I'll just pretend to apply it and then find a way.'

Belinda raised her head and held out her hand proudly.

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"Okay, I'll do it, so just give me one."

I had no intention of accepting it.

My plan was to just get as much sleep as possible, work hard on my mana training, and then use the mana to tighten my skin on the day the bet ended.

Then, even if only for a little while, you will definitely see the effect of your skin looking better.

"Wait a minute! The butler is not allowed."

Claude stepped forward and stopped Belinda's actions.

"why?"

"The butler's skin is still pretty good, isn't it? There are a few wrinkles around his eyes, but… … ."

"Why don't you be quiet?"

"Anyway, the head of the house won't do. He's someone you never know what to do. Please replace him with someone else. It would be nice if he had bad skin so it would definitely show."

As expected from someone who had been working in the casino for years, Claude sensed something was wrong when he saw Belinda's sudden change in attitude.

'Oh my, that guy really… … .'

Belinda glared at Claude, grinning.

That pitiful guy is quick-witted and sabotages things at crucial moments.

Jiselle nodded as if she understood.

"Okay, let's go find someone else. Now everyone go out and do some work."

Belinda sighed and left, and the others ran away with relieved expressions on their faces.

Everyone rejected it, but Giselle didn't think much of it.

There will surely be people who trust him and will be happy to use him.

"Wouldn't the mercenaries and servants like it? Only nobles use this kind of thing. Well, at least a few people would trust it."

Jiselle looked around at people with a confident expression.

"Want to try this?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Want to try this? It's a really great product. It's something only nobles use."

"Please forgive me!"

Everyone was disgusted by the cosmetics made by Giselle.

It was a natural phenomenon when I was told to apply something I didn't even know what it was.

"Is everyone satisfied with their current situation? Let's gather together only those who are not in a good state and give them to them."

I tried giving it to the servants and mercenaries with bad skin conditions, but they all either accepted it reluctantly or seemed to really hate it, so I took it back.

This is not a proper test.

"Ha, this is driving me crazy. It'll be a problem if I sell it to the nobles later. I don't have as much name value as the Duke of Delphine right now."

The name alone of the Duke of Delphine earned people's trust.

Before the return, when the Duke announced that a new product had been developed, everyone rushed to buy the cosmetics.

However, the territory of Fenris was a remote area, and its lord, Giselle, had low recognition.

Who would trust and use something made in such a place?

Even the subordinates who knew Jiselle well were like this, so it was obvious that the nobles would completely ignore his existence.

"Once the test is over, I'll go up to the capital and figure out a way to promote it."

Jiselle clicked her tongue.

I thought it would be over once I made it, but it turned out I had to go around looking for someone to buy it.

"Let's think about that later. For now, testing comes first."

Jiselle diligently went around the castle and recommended the cosmetics she had made to people.

The grumbling of those who had been caught early on spread quickly.

People who heard the rumors began to gradually avoid Jiselle.

"That thing the lord is carrying… … Did you get it?"

"Um, he took it, but then he saw my expression and took it back."

"Why would you suddenly make something like that and say you're selling it?"

"Our lord sometimes acts strangely. He almost died last time after drinking poison."

The lord's success in farming was well known throughout the territory.

At that time, everyone acknowledged that Giselle's new attempt was effective.

However, many people were still skeptical as to whether that was Jiselle's original ability or just luck.

Because he is a person who frequently commits eccentric acts, it is difficult to completely trust him.

Should I say that it is a precarious situation where one moves between belief and distrust?

Although they thought the new attempt might succeed, no one was willing to try it on themselves.

Rumors that the lord had become strange again quickly spread throughout the territory.

As negative public opinion began to build, it became increasingly difficult to find applicants.

"These kids… … . I guess I'll just have to force them all to do it."

Jiselle distorted her face without realizing it.

Several days passed and not a single person applied for the test.

The composure and confidence I had at first were long since shattered.

I tried to use peaceful methods as much as possible, but everyone was so uncooperative that I had no choice.

It would have been faster to get the whole sample after doing it as a group.

Just when Jiselle was about to force the test, a savior suddenly appeared.

"My lord, I will try that."

"Oh, Gillian!"

Because I was out inspecting the territory, I couldn't offer it to Gillian right away.

But as soon as he heard the rumor, this loyal man came first and volunteered to conduct the experiment.

Jiselle looked Gillian up and down.

'There are quite a few wrinkles, and the skin is rough… … .'

If you look closely, he is a very suitable person for the test.

Gillian also wields mana, but she is unable to completely escape the ravages of time.

In addition, because I trained outside all the time and lived a rough life, my skin condition wasn't very good.

He could be said to be an excellent tester.

Still, Jiselle asked to confirm.

"Are you okay? Everyone else was avoiding it. I made this."

"I don't really care about appearance. It doesn't matter to me."

Gillian doesn't say she believes it either.

Although she was dissatisfied, Jiselle let out a sigh, wondering why she volunteered anyway.

He took out a can and handed it to Gillian.

"How do I use it?"

"Just wash your face before going to bed, apply it to your face, and go to bed. It doesn't have to be just your face, but you can apply it anywhere else."

"All right."

From that day on, Gillian began to regularly use the cosmetics that Giselle had given her.

For him, this was also an order from the lord.

After three days, people around me started talking little by little.

"Hey, have you seen a girl lately? She looks nice. Where did you meet her?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Before I blow your balls off."

Gillian answered Kaor dryly as he asked questions.

He's always busy training and supervising the development of his territory, so when would he ever meet a woman?

I just lived each day to help the Lord.

After about two days, the reactions from those around me clearly changed.

The mercenaries murmured whenever they saw Gillian.

"What? Don't you think you've gotten a little younger?"

"Your skin looks plumper. Are you eating something good by yourself?"

"No, why did your face suddenly look so good? Could it be that you used the cosmetics that the captain made?"

Gillian's face had a glow to it that wasn't there before.

Although the wrinkles were still there, the texture of her skin had changed, so she definitely looked younger than before.

The skin color that had previously looked dull from the sun began to appear a vibrant bronze color.

Since I have never managed it in my life, the effects are more dramatic.

Gillian soon realized why this had happened.

"What the Lord made really worked. The Lord is truly amazing."

After he found out that it actually worked, he used the cosmetics more diligently.

Until then, I had been spreading it with one finger, but now I spread it with two fingers.

I said I didn't care about my skin, but people around me kept telling me to, so I started looking in the mirror one more time before going to bed or before leaving the room in the morning.

"No matter how old you get, the things you worry about are the same."

Gillian laughed in vain as she watched her own face change from day to day.

Whenever people asked, he explained that it was the effect of cosmetics made by the lord.

The rumor spread quickly this time too.

This is such a great cosmetic that even people with bad skin like Gillian can see results in just three days! It is truly a revolution in the cosmetics industry!

And then, a week after handing over the prototype to Gillian.

bang!

The door to Giselle's office opened with a loud bang.

Jiselle, who was working, suddenly raised her head to see what was going on.

Belinda, Claude, Wendy, and other people from the estate had gathered there.

"what's the matter?"

As Giselle asked with amusement, Belinda exclaimed, catching her breath.

"Give me that too!"