The Failure Alchemist of the Royal Capital ~My Job Is a Failure So, I’ll Manage My Store Carefreely.~

I Should Become a Mage.

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I am Daisy von Preslaria, the second daughter of a viscount family in the Kingdom of Saltenburg.
I’ll turn five very soon.
I have apple-green hair and aquamarine eyes.
I live in the Preslaria Household’s mansion in the capital, and if I have free time, I get absorbed in reading reference books on plants and medicinal herbs, or occasionally I follow along with our family’s gardener.
If I precisely ask a question, I’ll receive an answer.
I love plants.

“The roses this year are quite numerous, and their color is beautiful as well.
Wonderful.” Mother was praising the roses in the garden.

“With all due respect, Ojou-sama also held an interest in taking care of the roses this year; she watched over the development of the roses closely, and treated them.
Surely, the roses were responding in kind.”
Mother smiled as she caressed my head.

Truthfully, my love for plants was only growing stronger, and although it wasn’t a high level yet the [Appraisal] skill I’d acquired had sprouted.
That’s how I could look at the state of a plant and efficiently take care of it.

For example, something like this.

[Rose]

Plant
Unhealthy.
The newest leaves have been eaten by a small caterpillar.

For humans, it’s like this.

[Daisy von Preslaria]

Second daughter of a viscount family.
Health: 10/10

Mana: 150/150
Job: None
Skill(s): Appraisal (3/10)

However, I don’t think it’s polite to look at everyone’s skills, so it’s rare that I do any peeking.

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Time has passed and I’m almost five now.
It’s obligatory in my country that all citizens are to receive Baptism when they turn five.
At that time, everyone is given a job by God.

By the way, for us nobles, Baptism is an important ceremony that has an impact on our future occupation, and even our superiority and inferiority in marriage.
What I desired was a job to protect the country, like a Swordsman or Magician, or a superior civil official job.
If I got myself a job like those, my parents would be happy.
It’s common for those jobs to be inherited from parent to child, so beyond being advantageous for them in job searching, it makes them an attractive marriage candidate.

My family has a pedigree of producing excellent mages.
My father is the Vice-Magician of the Mage Troops and it seems like my mother’s talent in magic is quite high (she got married immediately, though).
My older brother and sister each were given Magician as their job, and I am expected to be one as well.

……I too, naturally, expected to be given “Mage” like them.