Parallel World Pharmacy

Saint-Fluve Imperial Capital, the corner of that city.

A large number of Imperial Knights, armed clerics, surrounded the Holy Knights of the Nedale Nation who brought black death to the Imperial City.

They are subjected to ice arrows, suffer lung pesto and are even more seriously injured.

The blood loss begins, and the cobblestone is dyed red and black. I kept death close.

"If we bring the Black Death to the Empire, the Nedale Nation is our neighbor to the Empire. The Nedale Nation is doomed, too!

Major General of the Imperial Army scolds the Holy Knight.

"Black Death... What...?

One of them opens his eyes as he swallows in intense blood spitting.

The Saints seemed surprised. And he didn't even seem to know how black death would infect him. Public health instruction is now well developed in Imperial Capital up to the guard level, and he has knowledge of infection prevention. But the Saints did not have that knowledge.

"We just did what the man told us to do, like he told us to do"

"I don't know what the purpose is..."

One of the Holy Knights did his best.

"Do something stupid!

Falma, descending from above the imperial capital, stood on the roof of a low store overlooking the scene surrounded by the Saints of the State of Nedale. Wear protective jacket hood deep in your eyes.

Using the eyes of the Holy Knights of the Nedale Nation, they are all red. And just now, one died and the rest became two.

It's too late.

"Our mission is over"

While the two saints swallowed in blood, they began to speak.

All the manoeuvres were said to have been freshly carried out by one person.

"They're holding the people hostage..."

They have the power to manipulate the plague enough to destroy as many as a thousand human beings in a month, saying the colony was destroyed just to boast about it.

"If you want to avoid the Holocaust of the Nedale people, throw the animals and their carcasses into the Empire and use the wind to make a commotion"

Neither of us seemed to know what that meant. If it only pollutes the Imperial City a little, then the Nedale people say that if they are all saved, they thought they would do what they were told.

Already, kings and royalties were poisoned, governments were not functioning, and there was nothing that could make a sober decision.

"We carried the load as we were told. In the meantime, the hauliers are dying..."

So the Saints rushed to carry out the operation. Divine nobles are more immune than civilians. Still, black death eroded them.

An arrow of ice pierces his body, and the Saints, arguably the elite of the dying nation of Nedale at last, barely breathe, revealing themselves remorsefully.

Black death is not yet widespread in the country of Nedale.

But if you don't listen to me, the fate of the Nedale people will end. He said he had no choice.

"Why don't you kill that man! Someone with as many arms as you!? Why do you say that?

The head of the Kingsguard division inquires in a frustrating manner.

"I can't kill him... I can't kill him... he's got evil spirits in his possession"

You can't kill a human, the Holy Knight said something unintelligible.

Many times, I tried to kill them, they say.

"The moment I tried to kill him, he's already killed me..."

"For God's sake, the patron temple of Nedale could not bear evil spirits!

Chief Cleric Salomon asks in a frustrating manner. In the first place, no tragic state of Nedale has been reported to the Great Shrine. They haven't even called for help.

"The temple... has been sealed off for two months. And the priests were slain, and the doves and the horses were slain."

Chief Cleric, it was information Salomon didn't know.

"That was troublesome..."

"To strip away the Great Evil Spirit enough to possess a nation, not even a temple, is not a great deal"

The clerics also reveal their vigilance.

"What's the man's name?"

In a voice containing intimidation, there was an inquiry. Bruno showed up. I've been running horses to check the crime scene directly.

"I don't know his name"

Bruno names his characteristics.

"Camus de Sud, a cunning and evil man with blue hair, large burn marks on his left cheek"

The Holy Knight opened his eyes to surprise.

It was a star.

"Yes... I don't know your first name, but yes. I did what that plague god said. Now the Nedale nation has been saved… of…"

When the last saint who had breath left it like a will, he gave a satisfied look...... and broke off. Their bodies immediately began to be incinerated in contemplation on the spot by the divine use of fire.

(Is that what happened...)

Farma finally grasped the situation, looking down at the end of it all. I still don't understand what an evil spirit is, but does it mean that a fairly vicious figure lays terror politics at the heart of the Nedale state? Farma keeps in mind that Bruno seems to know, so we'll hear more about it later.

I suppose we need this and measures against the Nedale State, too.

(First, I have to stop the Pesto of the Empire. Not enough medicine as it is now)

That was the prerequisite. We have to prioritize.

Only Pharma can make a special effect, Sparofloxacin.

(First, an understanding of the number of all infected persons, then the production of shortages)

Pharma jumped up quietly without making a sound, not to be found by the gathered people, as he passed divine power through the drug scepter.

No longer worried about an enemy attack, the alarm, which was overlapping with woes all over the Empire, soared and the tide stopped ringing.

But Bruno, who was contemplating as he stared at the flames burning the Saint Knights of the Nedale Nation, realized something serious. Bruno whines small in his mouth as he sets his gaze.

"How about that?"

That man, his heart is broken. I don't trust people at all.

"We should see for ourselves whether the Holy Knight of Nedale has done his job..."

For him, the sick and dying man is beautiful.

debilitation, despair and death, and regeneration begun by a handful of humans who endured the disease.

There Camus feels beauty.

They will try to enjoy the plague spreading to people and dying.

- That, too, is just around the corner.

"The scraps!

Bruno grabbed the wand and exploded his anger. Strong divine power gushes.

"Don't stop the alarm!! Keep ringing the alarm!

He screams.

"Camus is in the capital!

As soon as we find it, we have to discuss it.

…━━…━━…━━…

Those packing in the First Quarantine Station watched what happened as they heard the guard tell them what was going on in the city over the Arc de Triomphe. The alarm, which happened to ring, went steadily and calmly, prolonged and finally stopped ringing.

"The alarm went off! Why don't you go back to the pharmacy?

Lotte invites Cedric.

"Right. Looks like the Imperial Guards have defeated the enemy. First, did the crisis leave?"

From the First Quarantine Station, Lotte and Cedric rush to a different world pharmacy, unlike the Imperial Guards who come and go. Inside the imperial capital, things fell or the ground was fallen by divine battle, rough by the way, and the imperial people, facedown from each store and house, were in confusion.

When we finally reached the Sixth Gate direction, the large portal cross-world pharmacy on the corner of the Alley of Teito was just as well situated as before.

"Good, it's not burning! Good."

Lotte bounces with extra joy. The alarm started ringing again, like cold water on her like that.

"What!? There's another alarm!

"That's crazy. Is that a new enemy? Let's go inside the pharmacy until the alarm is over, the pharmacy is safe."

Pharmacy implants, standing signs, etc., are done with wind. Lotte noticed, however, that he was looking out for the exterior of the pharmacy and that it was unnatural.

"That, the eastern window is open..."

"I guess it opened with a blast of wind surgery, maybe the locks were sweet"

Cedric looked up to it, too.

"I locked it properly. I'm going to close it."

Once inside the pharmacy, the wind was entering through an open window, scattering documents. Cedric and Lotte block it one by one and clean up the mess.

Lotte went up to the third floor. Gatan, and there are noises coming from the fourth floor.

"Ah, looks like Master Pharma is back!

To Cedric upstairs, Lotte calls.

"That's weird. The door and the gate were locked, aren't they animals?

In the middle of Cedric's story, Lotte ran up the stairs to the lab on the fourth floor.

"Wait, Lotte! I'll check! It could contain the rest of the black-dead squirrel!

Cedric, with a bad feeling, follows Lotte. He was able to go up the stairs without having to use the elevator because his knees were healing a little bit, but it would be slower than a really young lotte.

I want to see Pharma. I couldn't hear Cedric in Lotte, who ran up breathless with all his heart. Upon arrival on the fourth floor, the lab door was open.

"Dear Farma!

Lotte joyfully runs into the lab.

I had also completely forgotten that some of the laboratories told me not to go in because there were so many dangerous chemicals.

"That... Dear Farma?

There was no Pharma. From the open window, a breeze blows in. In the lab are numerous chemicals, as well as glassware, experimental tools that might be used for anything, and tons of experimental notebooks.

"I wonder if it was my fault. But if we don't shut this place down, the dust will go inside the lab and there will be important drugs."

Lotte stretched her back and tried to lock and close the window that was open.

But before that, I can hear the door closing behind me.

"Huh?"

She turned indefensibly.

"Charlotte, wait."

When Cedric finally reached the fourth floor, Lotte was lying on the floor of the lab.

"Duh, what's wrong!

When Cedric enters the lab and puts his hand on Lotte's shoulder, there are signs of people from behind.

As he turned around, a shock ran from behind to his back.

"Huh!!?

A hot blow hits Cedric directly in the back. Keep it up, they screw something hard on your back.

The intruder was lurking behind the door. Cedric tried to pull out his cane but his hand trembled with pain, of which his hand began to spasm clearly.

"... Ugh!

I can't breathe.

…━━…━━…━━…

By then, Pharma had stagnated over the imperial capital. To get an idea of the full number of patients infected with pesto.

Looking out into the city with a diagnostic eye, you can see the blue light that also penetrates the building and resides in the patient.

Infections are in place, but they're all latent. I haven't developed any symptoms yet.

Pestobacteria are not so scary if you start dosing early.

Within a day, no more than two days, we can distribute medication and have everyone take it during the lurking period, keep the plague sanctuary in place, and if the quarantine station continues to function, the black death of the Imperial capital will be able to be brought to an end within a month.

Victims should also be kept to a minimum, although… a little may come out.

"Before it develops, I'll end it!

It shouldn't be a pessimistic situation, in theory. Hopeful observations, though.

"Hmm?"

With stabbing chills and chest noise, Farma turns her gaze in the direction of a different world pharmacy.

On the fourth floor were two large and small, intense dotted blue lights, and a thin, human-shaped light to seep out of them.

Just now.

"Why, the fourth floor!?

In an attempt to rush to the spot without one or two, Pharma ceases.

On the fourth floor, a black shadow was seen.

It was an abyss of nothingness that was likely to be sucked in by mere eye contact, condensing the shadow of the world.

"What is that...! Black, it's a shadow..."

(Is that the evil spirit my brother, sister, and clerics were talking about?

Pharma was frightened. If there were evil spirits, I don't know how I could pay them.

It's the clergy's domain.

However, the blue light on the patient, who is still stuck on the fourth floor of the pharmacy, goes to purple and tries to turn red gradually. It's such a dangerous sign that it's too late for a few minutes of things.

"Why so fast! It's not a pesto. What the fuck!? Poison!?

On the fourth floor of a different world pharmacy, there are indeed a number of poisonous plays necessary for the synthesis process of the experiment in the drug depot. Still, I haven't put the poison of immediacy aside in case of a situation, theft, etc. Dangerous items are stored in a locked, sturdy drugstore.

Did the evil spirit in the black shadow give you a drink of something that is in the lab?

Such an idiot, even though he thinks so, Pharma asks the clinic eye. Getting close without thought is a foolishness.

"" Addicted! ""

There was a reaction to the brilliance of the blue light. After all, they seem to have drunk the poison.

"" Potassium cyanide ""

I doubted the calcium blue acid because of its immediate effect, but no. Let's start over.

"" Inorganic Compounds ""

No, it's not.

"" Organic compounds ""

I have a reaction.

"" Alkaloids ""

If you categorize it from rough to thin, you will always find it, but the type of poison is enormous. It is not appropriate to say so. I see blue light in the wound shape, so I see it as arrow poison, or poison that came through the wound.

He squeezes the alkaloids further. It's not that bad. To the best of his memory, I will mention the ferocity of immediate alkaloids (naturally derived nitrogen-containing organic compounds).

Moreover, it focuses on what is easily available in this world.

"" Aconitine ""

The blue light diminished. Aconitine is a toxic ingredient found in tricabuto. It's the fierce poison my father used exclusively on his patients as an antipyretic, but it wasn't in Pharma's lab.

And there is no way to detoxify this poison!

"Damn!

I can't make an antidote. It would also be too late for gastric lavage. Too late for symptomatic therapy.

"If so...!

Use the ability to erase the right hand.

"" Erase Aconitine (C34H47NO11)! ""

Remotely erase the poison.

After defeating the evil spirit, you can't make it when you're close and treating the poison, the patient dies.

So I detoxified it remotely, then I scolded the evil spirit (?).

The structure of the aconitine is extremely complex, but fortunately, unlike the ability to create, the ability to erase disappears simply by mentioning the chemical formula or the common name of the compound. But the blue light still doesn't go out. Though it got thinner.

"You still have it!

Looks like multiple poisons have been combined.

Next, we will focus on those used by poisoning the arrows. No way, but I'll name one of them,

"" Batracotoxin ""

Yadokutoad's neurotoxicity hit. This poison is not known in any medical book in this world.

Because there are no yadokutoads in this world.

(Why is this happening? I can't think of it, and I can't...)

Pharma is getting chills. Poison and medicine are a piece of paper.

If you misuse your knowledge of the right medicines, you can easily poison yourself.

The black shadow may be an evil spirit beyond the common sense of man in this world.

"" Erase Batracotoxin (C31H42N2O6)! ""

Detoxification is complete. The blue light, which was man-made, disappears, and the light shines on only the locality. They took their lives, though there are small wounds.

Pharma is ready, and now it is time to rush forward with evil spirits in mind.

I broke into the lab window through the open fourth floor window.

A long intruder wearing a black hood and a robe all over his body was there, turning his back on Pharma.

'It's a bad sign. There are signs of strong light'

The man opened his mouth as he turned around in such a shabby motion that he was likely to hear his body rumbling. He had a snuggly, snuggly voice in his ear. Reminds me of a rotten odor, emitting an intense odor.

"You've come to disturb me? You're a fool, but no one dies. '

The man has been making creepy inquiries. The man takes the hood with one hand.

The left half of the man's face saw the skeleton and his skin was bright blue and rotten. He was a blue-haired man with no left eye.

To its appearance, Pharma comes to mind.

"You... no way, Camus"

Earlier, someone who had an idea that my father was the killer. What the Holy Knights of the land of Nedale had said no to the evil spirit.

"Anyway, I am."

He refers happily to Pharma with his fingers, almost exclusively skeletal.

It was a carcass in the form of a person, not a human being.

"Ugh..."

Cedric and Lotte were the ones who were falling on the lab floor. Cedric had fallen, trying to cover the lotte. I hear groans. The detoxification was done remotely but with a small stab wound to the back.

It is not fatal. If I defeat this evil spirit, I'll take care of the two of them.

"Oh, my God..."

In the gap where Pharma pointed her gaze at them, the next moment Camus had a bottle of medicine with a lid open.

"This lab is great. There are so many unknown poisons...... what is this? Interesting '

There was plenty of liquid and crystals in the medicine bottle. The powder of white phosphorus that Pharma had prepared for synthesis, this is what Pharma was stocking up on by doing substance creation and locking it in the drug depot. White phosphorus is now soaked in the water in the medicine bottle because it naturally ignites when it touches the air.

"I'm here to see an experiment on the spread of death and disease in Imperial Capital, but with things. Let's experiment with what happens to the skin with this poison.

The bottle containing the white phosphorus was over Lotte's face. If you tilt that bottle, Lotte's face will burn with white phosphorus, and that flame will not go away. White phosphorus burns are deep and hard to heal. It would cause severe chemical burns.

Camus seemed to want to try it right away on how it was toxic.

While she lives.

Farma wouldn't let that happen.

Before Camus's hand moves, Pharma puts his hand against white phosphorus.

"" White phosphorus (P4) erased ""

The crystals disappeared. What is in the medicine bottle is no longer toxic.

"Don't hurt people with my reagents! That's not what I would call an experiment."

Use a highly poisonous drug and just test people for its effects.

It's just a shitty abuse, a blasphemy for science and pharmacy.

"I can't. Only you..."

Keeping quiet anger under control, Pharma's voice trembled.

Lotte shrugged her shoulders frightened by Pharma's voice as the poison slipped out of her body and brought her lid.

"You can't be cured."

Lotte falls into the illusion of being shot at with unseen force. The weight of the field air increases. Lotte couldn't even speak, and swallowed her sagging and spitting as she lay down. Because it wasn't like Pharma's voice. It was such a voice, compressing grief and anger to the extreme, as if another person had pronounced it.

Lotte has never seen him angry.

Still, I felt clear now. He said he was angry.

'What if... Ugh!?

When Pharma grips his fist, he steps in at divine speed. Faster than Camus swinging a fiercely poisoned knife, he punched Camus in the face before thinking.

Pharma felt that this evil being had to be erased with a full body of spirits.

Wicked spirits knocked into silent, compressed fists of divine power lose their faces.

Against evil spirits, the ability of the right hand to erase was working automatically.

Camus broke through the window opposite the lab on the fourth floor with tremendous momentum and was blown outside the pharmacy along with many debris and fragments.

Fly with a medicine scepter and let yourself loose in its acceleration.

Again in the air, Pharma puts his strength on his fist.

From that moment when he received his fist, his body is destroyed by impact and deformed into distortion.

Pharma's right arm pulses and hurts.

Crush the torso.

Your body is burning, feverish, with that fist, another blow.

He smashed it. Rotten pieces of flesh splash brittle, ashes, and disappear in white purified light.

"Go away!"

Pharma wields a medicinal scepter that wraps around shockwaves from the sky high, letting it penetrate all at once in the air.

It does not give the evil spirit any resistance, room for counterattack or gaps, but captures the essence of its existence and bursts it thoroughly from within.

He was skewered by a vertical drop and stitched to the ground.

"Ugh... Hiya..."

The ground, succumbed to the divine power of Pharma, waves, and at the end of the day a huge crater is worn every moment, unable to withstand the pressure.

The medicinal scepter pierced the camus emitted sharply and completely enveloped the camus with a rainbow ultra-high temperature flame.

Even the rock beds in the alley can be burned bright red.

"... Is This Death"

Camus left his last words behind, wrapped in flames.

That was something that was waiting for a man possessed by evil spirits.

The shadow that dwelt in Camus was pierced by the drug sceptre, and wandered for a while, but faded away.

As well as losing the black lump, the man's body becomes ash and collapses, scattering in the wind.

"Fool...... let's do it"

After I buried him, Pharma was feeling vain.

Camus' brains and talents far exceeded the standards of this world. How many people would have been cured of their disease if that knowledge, knowledge and discovery had been used.

You could have been an excellent pharmacist for future generations.

He just wasn't.

He was so evil. There was something worse in his evil heart.

When the city people, who were evacuating inside the store again because of the alarm, were surprised by the loud noises and earthquake-like shocks they heard just outside, and opened a frightening window, in the middle of a giant crater, wearing a protective suit neatly, a hood and a faceless child held a transparent cane and stood flat.

"Hey, what happened?

There was nothing to know the truth about.

The sunlight plunges from the clouds, and the sky clears up. A gentle, warm breeze came down from the sky to heal the Saint-Fluve Empire.

"Dear Farma,"

Lotte goes down the pharmacy stairs with a stab back ache. One step at a time, I approached Pharma to make sure of its footprint. Poop, poop, and blood traces follow her.

Pharma was nagging.

And when Lotte looked up at him with tears in his eyes, he held him in his arms.

"Welcome back"

No more words, I didn't need them now.