Parallel World Pharmacy

It will be a few days before Pharma and Ellen discovered their first black-dead patient in maritime quarantine.

Bruno de Medicis was at Saint-Fluve Imperial School of Medicine.

Every city in the Empire, every medical university around the world, wrote letters about epidemic prevention and quarantine guidelines for black deaths, all night long. In order to change the content to be concise, taking into account topography, race, culture of life, customs, religion, etc. in the content according to the reality of each place. Focusing on Farma's words, what to do if a black death occurs, how to set up an isolated area, how to deal with the patient, how to identify the black death if there is or is no microscope, how to welcome the patient to euthanasia, how to treat the body, etc.

In addition to these proposed measures to combat black mortality, he strongly requested that excellent theological use of all attributes participate actively in the prevention of the epidemic. Writing the guide was the only job Bruno could do, building trust with research institutes, hospitals and leading people everywhere from day to day and knowing the medical conditions everywhere.

Pharma has a cure, but says it is full of supplies to the Imperial City and has no production capacity to supply the rest of the world alone.

So countries outside the Empire had to prevent outbreaks without medication.

"Pharma says oh, is there really going to be a black death that ended 210 years ago"

I also suspect that. But the sense of crisis that Pharma had was extraordinary. Bruno stopped trying to believe in Pharma.

I knew that Pharma and Ellen, and their disciples, continued to be quarantined in Merseil territory, and I was tempted to lend them a hand, but it was the original job of court pharmacists to pack it in the Imperial Capital and deal with it so that the plague's hand would not collapse in the heart of the country when it happened. Bruno does not move the imperial capital.

General, Professor Casper is here for you.

Bruno's secretary speaks from outside the General's office.

"Um, come in."

Bruno called an old woman professor in the office of the general director of certain unusual things.

She was a theological user of wind attributes of a full-body black-crushed witch, researching mold and spores, Professor Casper Louise. Doing useless research, he was fingered backwards when he had barely performed, and very little research was allocated within the university. Her research went unnoticed and she was about to be discharged in retirement next year.

Her research was fieldwork collection and taxonomy of mold-centered things. But there was a more advanced mold lab at Novarut Medical University, and I guess they thought it was an unprecedented field, and there were few students in the lab. Now she has only two students.

It was Bruno who had managed to keep the budget on her lab, which had been pushed up by other professors and secretaries to see if it could be crushed anymore.

He believed that a study that seemed useless would someday produce unexpected results.

"Dear General, am I fired soon enough? Even if we clean up the lab now, I'd like a month."

She was totally scared and tearful when she asked me to leave the lab right away. I lay my deep, wrinkled hands on top of each other, waiting for Shannon to shrink.

"No. That's not what I'm talking about. I want you to do a big job."

"To me...... work now?

The old woman put her glasses back on her nose. I wonder who the hell is going to entrust her, the window professor, with a big job. Bruno strongly encourages her.

"Only you can do it in this empire, it's a job to save the world!

"Oh, oh... no"

The old professor fluttered on the scale of the word world. Bruno had always worked consciously for the world, but when she would have done so, she would have done research consciously for the world. Only the mold in the empire kept her gaze open.

"I want you to find a new species of microorganism. And I want you to increase it in bulk and extract the pharmaceutical ingredients from it."

A microorganism that Pharma was looking for, but could not find, when it produces antimicrobial drugs.

Actinomycetes.

It is a bacterium whose name is given by extending the mycelium radially to grow like mold.

Bruno calls to evoke her sense of merit and intellectual curiosity.

"Some of its biological species become drugs that kill incurable diseases, black deaths and terrible incurable plagues"

"Yeah?"

"Read this carefully"

Characteristics of Pharma's leftover, the Actinomyces themselves, and showing sketches. It also shows a sketch of how it looks in the microscope. The information left by Pharma continued to enlighten Bruno.

"Which big teacher is this...? That's what makes such a big pill so raw..."

Professor Casper read Farma's sketches and notes carefully. Raise and lower your glasses, and shrug and squirm again and again. as if to reconcile each and every one of her accumulated knowledge over the years.

And she responded only with a spit, a trembling voice.

"Ko, Ko, if it's this mold, I've been keeping it in my lab for years, in the f, in the flask...... su"

An inexorable old professor at retirement has had a savior for a long time.

"There you go, Professor Casper!

It was decided to give the university its total strength and create new drugs from its microbes.

Immediately Professor Casper's laboratory had the highest research budget in the school, three laboratories equipped with organic synthesis systems were secured for Professor Casper, and a large number of scholars, alchemists and technicians were mobilized.

From this date on, test manufacture of antimicrobial drugs took place and Professor Casper was to take command of the project.

"Professor Casper's exit speech may not be easy."

Bruno speaks of encouragement.

"Yes, I want to be"

If overcoming black death becomes a reality, it may not be far away from the day I even dreamed of it, taking a drink from the Society.

It's a one-of-a-kind opportunity. Professor Casper decided to squeeze his strength in an attempt to meet Bruno's expectations.

Even if it took it right now, it wouldn't be able to produce it right away.

But if we don't start researching now, we won't be able to help any more lives.

It was not until then that Bruno received a telegraphic dove entrusted with a report from Marseille territory that he had "discovered black death".

…━━…━━…━━…

Farma wore medical tools, medicines, masks and other large bags on her shoulders, flying from the port of Marseille to the village of Estaak, located west, at medium altitude.

Propulding propulsion through divine power to the drug scepter, controlling buoyancy and keeping your posture under control required considerable concentration, and Pharma was about to hit tall trees and birds again and again.

People on the ground were surprised and screaming at unidentified flying objects flying away at considerable speed. Pharma's drug sceptre is transparent and transmits visible light, so I guess he doesn't see the sceptre from the ground, just looks like a person is flying through the sky. I wonder who the owner was before the drug scepter, Pharma wonders.

If people were flying in the sky, they might snitch on the temple as heresy, but if you wear a hood of protective clothing like a white robe for quarantine, you don't know who's flying. Stand out, but don't stand out. But small things later.

Over the village of Estaak, a fishing village on Marseil territory.

Farma, who arrives there, floats in the air at considerable altitude. When you look at the sea, the pier is full of yachts and small fishing boats. Large vessels that entered the country clandestinely were not offshore. You must be hiding it in some rocky terrain, or you're back in Nedale country.

When I get back to Nedale country, I'm back. Not good.

Almost certainly, the crew will be wiped out and shipwrecked.

(Damn, where's the ship? We need to sterilize every ship and help the crew inside as well)

"Sanctuary at times like this..."

Farma remembered several divine arts that could not be all but easy by having Chief Salomon translate the instructions for the medicinal sceptre from ancient letters. One of them is the occurrence of the sanctuary.

Fill the cane with divine power, take the end of the cane and swirl it a few times with hammer throwing instructions. Purifying theology is then performed from the entire wand and emitted in concentric circles.

When Pharma activated the sanctuary, he saw the blue shock wave distorting the air and spreading explosively all around him.

"Convenient, sanctuary"

Pharma released a divine technique that seemed to bite his tongue: "The Sanctuary of Extinction", unique to the drug scepter. Incidentally, the advanced moves that require activated chanting, named after the moves among the divine arts, are called divine moves. Pharma can be used without distinction between divine art and divine skill because it can be unchanging, but it was originally necessary to have a long activated chant.

Within the epidemic sanctuary, pathogens can no longer float through the air, making infection of pathogens extremely difficult for uninfected people.

Now Pharma sheltered the entire village of Estaak in an extinct sanctuary.

Then Pharma jumps off the drug scepter, controls the speed and plummets down to the village of Estaak.

"Hey what...!?

The villagers were blinded by the boy in white who came down with the sunlight on his back from the sky.

In the village of Estaak, severely ill patients were gathered in the nursing home and the vast majority of the villagers were about to leave the village in a great panic to get away from the plague by throwing the patients out.

"Wait!

Pharma stood at the village exit, hands wide open and held back their way.

And when momentum shoved the wand to the ground, divinity was activated and Estaak village was completely surrounded by thick ice walls.

There was little opportunity for rural villagers to see such large-scale divinity.

"Wow! Ice walls! What the hell, you!

"Oh, we're flying out of the sky! Bullshit!"

"I'm stuck in an ice wall!! I can't get out of here!

The villagers who mistakenly thought the monster had come to kill fell into a state of panic.

(I was seen flying, but I had no choice, do I look)

I wanted to keep my face hidden if I could because they saw me fly, but I'm just too suspicious as it is. Pharma took the hood of his protective clothes when he put on his mask and called on them.

"I am a court pharmacist in Imperial City. We have come to help you."

"You're human, not a monster?

"This is a child."

"Oh, you tell me, what is this disease!?

"It's black death."

Pharma made an immediate determination. First of all, we must have the utmost sense of crisis.

"I knew it! Die! All the villagers!"

Farma exhorted them out loud when villagers who knew about the nightmares of 210 years ago were about to fall into a state of panic.

"If you want to help, listen to me now!

Pharma often connects words with a stout voice as he looks over the villagers.

"Black Death is a disease caused by invisible little organisms entering your body. If you let it go, there will be more deaths. Even if you run away from here with the black death slightly, you will die. Even if you go out of the village, if you get stabbed by fleas with black death, you get black death."

"What am I supposed to do! Whatever you do, you're gonna die! And why are you locking us up!?

A semi-frequent hunter man turns a knife on Pharma and shoots an anger.

"So I brought you drugs to fight black death"

"Is there a black death medicine..."

The village's tertiary pharmacist, who was trying to escape first from the village, walked out flustered like he couldn't believe it.

"I can't promise I can help everyone. But let's fight together to minimize the dead. We besieged this village with ice perfection, also to help you. Everyone is scared of dying, but don't run away and get treated."

Pharma enlists the help of village officials to ascertain the overall number of people in the village.

The population of the village of Estaak is 524.

Ninety-three people were transported to two treatment centers in the village.

Fifteen people died.

There are eight people who have already left the village and fled.

There are eighteen people who happen to be out of the village.

There are 390 villagers here.

Further divided by ice walls within the village surrounded by ice, Farma divided it into three sections. Erase some of the ice walls and make small entrances and exits.

"We divide it into infected and non-infected persons, divided into severe, infected and non-infected compartments"

Perform triage. Visit the 390 villagers on the spot at the examination eye and divide them into each compartment by severity. In doing so, masks were dispensed and hand washed with water produced.

Those who put them in the non-infected compartment rejoice, and those who are put in the infected compartment drop their shoulders and rejoice.

"A compartment is a measure to prevent the spread of infection. I'll hand out the cure to everyone."

Pharma gave Sparfloxacin, which had been prepared in advance, subcontracted, one by one with the help of village officials and village pharmacists for each compartment, and instructed him to take the medication according to Pharma's handed over manual.

"Pregnant women, children and infants come to me"

Pharma gathers villagers who need attention to take medication, see their opponents directly to adjust the quantity and give them medication.

When the prescription of the medicine began this way, there was a skirmish to get the special effects first, and there was a scene where the blade came out.

"Come on, my pharmacists are giving me pills! Die now. Who is he?

The skirmishes disappeared as only concerned village officials pulled out their swords.

"Please calm down, everyone is ready. 'Cause people who haven't already had the disease will also drink it."

Pharma invigorates and calms them down.

He finished dispensing medication to everyone on the spot, drugged them and made them know how many villagers there were. For one thing, they seem to have gotten comfortable with the medication. Pharma created the generative water in divine art, and caused it to wipe its body with the water. Then, he took off and incinerated the clothes with Pestobacteria and let them change into the old ones that had previously gone into tans, clothes from when Pestobacteria was not in this village.

Next, Pharma headed to a gravely ill gathered institution to treat the severely ill. A bed is arranged in a large space, where the patients are put to sleep. Patients were filling the floor. There were only a few medical clerics and clerics in the temple who were in charitable service left in the nursing home, but they didn't even have to pretend to be infected with high fever or begin to show bleeding spots.

They wore creepy bird-shaped masks on their faces, thick hooded white protective clothes, and gloves. The beak of the bird is filled with aromatic herbs instead of filters of evil spirits, and the area of the eye is covered with glass. He took a cane and went to see the patient without touching him directly. on Earth and resembles a medieval Dr. Pest.

This outfit, as Farma sees it, was by no means adequate but somewhat reasonable as a pesto bacteria control. Except it doesn't make sense unless it's all disposable.

When Pharma enters the infirmary, he focuses on the drug scepter to fill the spot in the sanctuary and stop any further air infections. Some clerics reacted, suddenly realizing that a sanctuary had emerged.

"There are signs that the air has been purified…"

"Ah! Aren't you the drug god!!

Previously, one of the heretical inquisitors who fought a battle on the hills off the Imperial City happened to be on the spot. They've been dispatched by the parish of Marseille when they heard there was a plague.

"Kids don't come, get out!

"Rude man, this man is not a child!

Thanks to his presence, the story went smoothly.

They give Pharma instructions to split up and give medication to all the patients. Pharma used water produced by divine arts to enhance the effect of the medicine and medicate patients who seemed unlikely to be helpful as it was. Quickly from the treatment of the seriously ill. Patients suffering from sepsis must be given numerous procedures together with the administration of antibiotics. Massive infusions and surgical excision of necrotic tissue must also be performed. We will also have to manage various systemic conditions and so on.

A patient who is confused, has no violent temper, and remains unconscious. I heard groans and sobbing voices coming from there.

Inside the infirmary, it's still a hell of a picture. sanctuary, yet full of signs of death.

When you look at them in the eye, the bright blue luminescence that covers your whole body looks like a human soul.

Pharma created an infusion using water from the product and started a large infusion in sepsis patients. The water produced is sterile and the solution of the infusion is created by substance creation. Pharma had forbidden himself to stab the patient with needles, including injections, but would do everything in his power in this setting. Still, even in well-equipped, modern Japanese hospitals, 30% of people with severe sepsis die.

(No... I can't help you on my own!

It is not a problem that can be managed by prescribing drugs. The pharmacist was beyond his control.

Pharma knows the limits of her own ability as a pharmacist.

But he forgot there was.

that he is an extrahuman divine user with a drug scepter, that the power of the drug god can be used.

(Do you want to try that?)

He put his medicine scepter on the patient with both hands, and put on a secret trick called "Relief of the Origins”, which he had been taught to translate by Chief Salomon. I hear it's a cheat divine technique that evokes the immunity that patients are supposed to have, maximizes the effects of the medications they prescribe and puts off the side effects, but I have no idea what's going on and boosts their immunity. I have heard that this divine technique cannot be activated without first giving special effects and without dosing.

Farma had never tried it because she had doubts about its effects, and there were no occasions to try it.

Still, as a last resort, I apply secret moves with a drug scepter to everyone.

When Pharma unleashed a divine technique on the patient, something called the sacred mark of the medicine god appeared on the patient's body surface, and the patient's entire body began to glow thinly to be protected by a white veil.

(Does this awesome divine art work?

I'm not sure at first glance because it's not something that I see working right away. Although it may only get to the point of obnoxiousness.

(I hope it works. even so)

Pharma was in a hurry. Even as the severely ill are caught in this way, the clandestine immigrants and their shipments are headed to the Imperial City, scattering Pesto bacteria. I told my father a report of the discovery of black death. Even if you can't break through Teito's quarantine station, the source of the infection passes through the villages, towns, and wild mountains until you're in Teito.

Many people and animals will be infected.

The priests did not know how to react to the miracles carried out in front of them and were flat.

The clerics, who saw a divine move that did not seem to be the move of Pharma's waking man, believed that he was the drug god, as testified by the former heretical inquisitor. And when faith and loyalty reached the highest value, they

"Medicine God. Is there anything you can do to help us?"

And I've been speaking to Pharma.

"Thank you, I'd like to ask you. Are there any users of the divine art of water and fire"

"It's me."

"Tell me what you want, too."

Two clerics came out. They were non-infected.

"The clandestine immigrants who broke into the disease and their shipments are headed to the Imperial Capital. Once you find an infected person, surround and capture them with ice walls, completely incinerate the load, and give the infected person medication. I'll go after the patient here, too."

They will touch the infected and the source of the infection, but they are taking prophylactic medication.

As a unit centered around flamethrowers and hydrologists, a four-unit pursuit team was to be formed.

Then half a day passed.

The juvenile pharmacist came out of the infirmary after midnight, exhausted, with the priests. The villagers had a large number of graveyards available, but only three of the 96 bodies were transported from inside the institution. They already have cardiac arrest and are patients who couldn't give them medication in time. Several patients with bleeding spots disappeared, and the food and water were scratched.

It was modern medicine and Pharma's divinity that created synergies, minimized victims and saved many patients.

"I'll be back again"

The inside of the ice wall is a sanctuary, so be in it for a few days. Try not to come into contact with rats or small animals, not to touch them, even when the ice perfection is broken and you can go outside. Like exterminating vermin, fleas and other pests, including rats entering the village.

Communicating other precautions, he flew to the next land waiting for his help with the drug scepter in his hand. The villagers joined hands in the direction of Pharma's flight away.

All those who received Pharma's divine moves at the institution began to see signs of healing, bleeding spots diminished, and there were no longer half-life severely ill patients. Patients who were still dying have also lost their lives.

From outside the ice wall, the villagers returned through a small entrance and exit, so preventive drugs were distributed to them as well.

"Medicine that looked like a person God revealed"

The tragedy that struck the small fishing village turned into one myth.