Parallel World Pharmacy

Back from Marseille territory, Pharma was also sperm in the diagnosis and dosing of pharmaceutical factory employees.

He travels back and forth with Merceil and Teito with a drug scepter to check the prescription and follow-up, as well as the construction of the plant inside the factory.

And don't forget to give the Empress a camera and a photo.

In court, Farma seems to have subsided in the inventor's position rather than in court pharmacists.

The Empress liked the photos and had many family photos and things like gravure taken by the court, so it could really be only a matter of time before the photo album is released.

Farma has also just heard that the Empress Superintendent's Prince Louis is likely to have a photo book.

Outreach, the Empress could be a camera woman. He thought about such a pleasant thing, but she wasn't just a camera girl.

We started recording the streets of Teito.

Speaking of which, as soon as the photographs were invented, they began to record the streets of France even in the history of the planet.

Talking about Lotte, he said he was terrified that the invention of the photograph would spare the portrait painters in the courtroom workshop. Naturally, he said, resentment spears are beginning to be directed at Pharma, who invented the photograph. There is also an empress in front of her, although she can't seem to behave in a big way.

(I wonder if I messed it up... bad for the painter)

Since devotion to the Empress is compulsory, the inventions he makes for personal purposes soon shake the centre of the Empire. It was somewhat imaginable, so I think Farma did something to apologize to the portrait painters. Still, the appearance of photographs has led to impressionism, post-impressionism, cubism, etc. in Earth history, so there will be some change in this world's painting platform as well.

Of all the interests generated by the pictures, the interest should be quite significant.

Then the surrealistic paintings of glaucomatous court painter Dale and Lotte's Art Nouveau style will be further reviewed and appreciated, so portrait painters working on researching highly unique and unrealistic paintings may also begin to emerge. That's what Pharma predicted for the future in Lotte's story.

As the history of technology shifts, so does art. But in less than two years, it may have been too hasty.

(Let's not reproduce color photos for a while)

After a moment, there may also be painters out there coloring pictures, something they don't want to be stabbed for buying extra grudges.

…━━…━━…━━…

He was a little handy and got a holiday, so Farma was on his way out that day alone.

"Dear Farma, where are you going so early?

"No, kind of."

Lotte wakes up early, so she has a decent sense of self and wears the servant's clothes and aprons. As always, she was the servant of the de Medicis family, even though Pharma had reduced her workload, and the caretaker of Pharma and Blanche. "Good morning," says Lotte, waking up Pharma and bringing her a change of clothes, so even if she tries to get out in the morning, it's hard to get out of Lotte. I could do it alone, and I thought, and that's not how it was upscale aristocracy.

Farma had managed to figure out a way to get them around while she had Lotte polish her boots and put her coat on. Lotte gives herself up without losing her hand. Lotte's work was more polite than leaving it to other servants.

"Oh, blanche, come on."

Blanche, still out in his pajamas, dares to embrace the doll with his sleeping habits on.

"Lady Blanche, please wait a moment. I'll bring you a change of clothes now. After that, let's make it breakfast. I'll give you whatever lassie your daughter wants."

Lotte smiled at Blanche.

"Oh, no."

Blanche wants to sleep or his eyes are pale with a snort.

"Hey, uh, where are you going?

Blanche wants to know where he's going because Pharma won't tell him where he's going.

"Take a walk! I'll be home by noon."

"No! Blanche goes too -!

"Bullshit, both of you!

"You're not going. Take care."

Lotte comes out to the front door and bows.

I managed to shake them off. Early morning in Imperial Capital, run your horse. The destination is the patron temple of the Saint-Fluve Empire.

The chief cleric comes to the pharmacy like every day, and when a cleric finds him, it becomes a little noisy, so he didn't often voluntarily go to the temple, but today he's decided to talk to me about his daily problems.

The problem is,

(Medicine from everywhere Divine Medicine God says too much and it's tight)

That's the truth.

Although Pharma is equipped with numerous special abilities, he did not consider himself a "medicinal god".

But here, I do feel like my sides were sweet, but I also recruit spiciness by being treated as a drug god from almost all directions.

About Lotte, Blanche and my mother. It treats him like a human being. So he didn't feel the least comfortable dealing with them.

The Empress and Ellen understand Pharma after learning the circumstances, so this is another important thing: a handful of people who understand.

Because it is, I wanted ingredients that could be denied that it is not a drug god, and if it is a real drug god, I have quite a mindset. Halfway through is the most dazzling condition.

The Guardian Temple is located in the centre of the Imperial capital, close to the Empress's Palace.

"Good morning -"

"Ha ha! Isn't that Farma? There you are."

Chief Cleric Salomon comes to pick up Pharma, saying that he had set up altars and offerings before the morning ritual, but had left everything alone. The priests who received Pharma's visit seem to be delighted besides the fact that they began to sow. That excessive worship is also somewhat depressing or troubling reason.

"I'd like to speak to the Chief Cleric today."

When Pharma enters the temple, the temple floor still glows blue and white.

(It's hard to do after all, the temple is...)

He was put through to a separate room and the clergyman himself served tea and confectionery.

"Um, no problem."

Pharma stops wondering if the "offering" would keep coming out if he kept quiet.

"So, what are you talking about today?"

"I came in to ask you about the inheritance of the drug god."

"It's strange that you don't know that."

Salomon let his eyes glimpse that you would be more familiar with it.

"No, you know, that's not what I am."

That said, circumstantial evidence is being aligned.

Using a medicinal scepter that cannot be used by humans, he has numerous cheat abilities, besides no shadow.

But if I don't remember hearing the revelation that Pharma is going to be a drug god, I don't even feel refreshed about it.

"If you are, does that mean you don't want to admit it? When I first met you, you threatened to sneak up on me, so I thought you were aware."

The chief cleric laughed calmly.

"That was with momentum and the atmosphere on the spot. It's the one called" Clear. "

Pharma was shrugged back and embarrassed by the black history of the past.

"Were you there?"

The Chief Cleric is convinced.

"What kind of god was the drug god in the inheritance? First of all, there was no shadow in the drug god?

"There is a statement in the Bible that the patron saint is the light itself, so it is an interpretation that there is inevitably no shadow"

"I see."

(Isn't that what it said directly)

The chief cleric snuck in, brought a thick scripture from the separate chamber, and placed it in front of Pharma. The magnificently decorated scripture is as thick as a dictionary, he said, a writing book and not an original.

The chief cleric summarized a part of the Bible that is written about the drug god.

The drug god suddenly revealed himself in the year before the flushing disease.

The god who borrowed the girl's appearance called her "medicinal god," who, by the way, shrugged epidemic diseases and gave them the medication they deserved for those who would see and be sick of people's diseases.

He had a complete holy mark in the form of thunder on his right hand and flew through the sky with a medicine scepter.

Medicine God was immortal and had a body that slipped through matter.

There was the power to go back and forth between heaven and earth, using the power of the Holy Fountain to return to heaven at times.

Pharmaceutical God gradually ceased to return to earth, and at one point he did not return as soon as he returned to heaven.

He said the drug god showed up for about a year, only once.

And only the drug scepter remains a treasure.

"Is that what you were talking about...... thank you"

(Reborn already, a year has passed)

For now, there's no sign of Pharma disappearing. That's what I appreciate more than anything.

"How old was the drug god?

Pharma suspects hearing about the Empress that it was ten years old that the holy crest appeared.

"I don't know that far, it's only communicated with the girl"

In the end, I didn't even know if something called the drug god was possessed by that girl, or if what was originally the maiden goddess came down to earth.

(Hmmm... global epidemic disease could spread. My situation reincarnated a while ago remains handed down word for word along the way. I don't know if you're immortal.)

Somehow I also understood why those who saw Pharma's abilities and holy marks would certify Pharma as a medicinal god.

Or I've seen quite a match for quite some time, so I can't escape saying it.

(Aside from whether I'm immortal or not, I don't know how to get to heaven, do I?

The hope that the ”heavenly realm” might be the Earth also worked.

The god possessed man from Earth has returned to Earth.

That being the case, Pharma himself wonders if he can return to Earth.

"Oh, yeah. Speaking of drugs, do other gods come to earth often?

(I'd like to talk to other god possessors. Maybe it's the contented Earthlings)

"When you're down, no other god will come down."

"Really?!

Pharma was disappointed.

Each patron saint goes down to earth one pillar at a time, he says. Medicine No other god goes down while God is down. Until a few hundred years ago, they used to come down frequently instead of putting in, but lately they said they had stopped coming down at all. Divine possession leaves the earth leaving a treasure before it disappears. So many treasures are left on earth, and all in all they seem to be sacred relics because they are untouchable and unusable by humans.

"So right now, only Pharma, or drug god, is descending into this world. I'm just grateful that Master Pharma is on the ground, and I wonder if you're very human about what you call it, just to see you live normally."

According to Salomon's assessment, Pharma is a human god.

"Are you observing me?

"It is now incumbent upon the clergy of that era to record everything you have accomplished in this world. That's how the Bible adds new pages."

A record of Pharma's performance. That, too, seems to be Salomon's job as a cleric.

"Besides, it's weird to say this to God, but you're a good character"

Salomon sayings that God coming down to earth does not always seem to be a good God, and some of them turned a country into scorched earth or slaughtered people. With that in mind, the descent of the beneficent God is a very welcome place, says the chief cleric.

"If I was, what do you think the drug god's job is?

"Isn't that exactly what you're doing now? It's about creating numerous medicines and healing people."

Salomon seems to be mistaken that Pharma is doing his "job as a drug god”.

"I'm not thinking it's work."

"I mean... do you mean you do that because when you see someone sick, you can't leave them alone? Hmm."

The Chief Cleric finally seemed to understand a little of Pharma's grid.

"Anyway, I want you to stay in this world for as long as you can, without thinking narrowly about your shoulders."

"I don't want to die anymore, I want to live a long, healthy life in this world."

It was a heartfelt cry from Pharma.

"If that's hard, I don't think you have to feel it when they say you're a drug god. Even if it's called that, if you think it's about your nickname."

"Do you mean to make me feel better?"

It seemed like the chief clergyman was saying, as Hippocratic was once called the Doctor Holy, etc., you should think of it as two names like that.

"Nickname."

It made Pharma's heart much easier.

"I kind of feel like I've got a load on my shoulder"

"The Temple of Imperial Capital will be revealed to follow your heart, and if you have any problems, you can always go to the Temple"

Because the temple is supposed to be a place to help the troubled, Salomon laughed.

Salomon promised to tell the clergy to treat them normally so that they would not make too much noise. Salomon himself, of course.

"It's time for the festival to begin, so I'm with this. Then a replica of the great treasure finally arrives at the temple tomorrow."

"Replica, I'll be back to see you."

"No, I'll take it with me"

Pharma leaves the reception room in conversation with others, trying to get out through the chapel.

"Wow!

Pharma glanced at the followers of the temple he had gathered. The eyes of the believers were full of blood. Would it be about 50%? Some people are unconsciously eyed. That, messing with seats and temple doors with blindfolded hands. That's how the virus spreads.

"Everybody's got red eyes, right?"

It was obvious that I didn't have to use the eye examination.

"" Epidemic keratoconjunctivitis ""

(Uh. It's totally fashionable)

The more enthusiastic the faithful, the higher the rate of participation in festivities and worship, the more infected they must have been.

"Please lengthen your sermon today. Don't let anyone out when it's over."

"Yes, did you see any illness"

The clergyman also notices that you do have red eyes.

"It's an eye disease. This is fashionable."

Don't go home alone.

Tell the clerics too, "Don't let anyone out until the festivities are over," and by the end of the festivities Farma has run alone on horses to prepare antibacterial eye drops for the number of people.

At the end of the festival, Pharma lines up at the entrance to the cathedral, and finds the patient among the returning faithful and distributes it like a petite gift for a second wedding.

Instructions for use of eye drops. Along with prints of guidelines such as how to spend your days while your eyes are red, not making contact with others as much as possible, not touching anywhere with your eyes touched hands, etc.

Epidemic conjunctivitis is caused by adenovirus infection and is very contagious, so care must be taken not to spread the infection. There are no medicines that work against adenovirus, but the symptoms can be alleviated by eye drops on antibiotics and steroids. Pharma handed out medicine to identify people with severe symptoms.

"What's this?

An old lady with bright red eyes asks.

"Eye drops. Because you have fashionable eyes. This is good for people."

Speaking of which, my wife told me you had red eyes.

A gentleman received eye drops and prints.

"I have red eyes, too."

Eye drops have always been common in Teito pharmacies, so they received them without any particular resistance.

"No, thank you. Thanks for your help."

Salomon gratefully thanked Pharma, who had finished distributing to all the patients and was relieved.

"If the temple had become an infected place, I would feel sorry for the faithful who came because of it."

Pharma answered.

"This way, you can't leave me alone, can you?"

The Chief Cleric seemed incapable of forbidding sympathy.

"If only everyone could do the same thing as me."

"Is that education?"

Until then, the journey seems endless.

And the next day.

"The other day, thank you very much. I finally got an example."

This time he didn't even bring a security cleric or anything, and the chief cleric came all the way here to deliver a replica of the great treasure to a different world pharmacy. If it is real, it needs security, but it is easy because it is a replica.

"This..."

Pharma opened a replica of the great treasure placed in the crate and looked at it, unwittingly joining her cheeks.

"I couldn't reproduce the material, but it's actually translucent. It was excavated from a formation three thousand years ago."

(You're lying... what the hell is this about)

"As for the treasure, is there any great divine power?

"Yes, it seems to be building up divine power, but I have no idea how to use it."

The chief cleric shakes his head. After a moment, Pharma thought she might know how to use it, and she wanted to see it. Ellen and Lotte, and Cedric also turned and looked in turn.

Pharma seriously thought that this world was still a dream.

The replica reads KANJI YAKUTANI in Japanese and English.

Furthermore, it says "O × course in Pharmacy, Graduate School of Pharmacy, T University".

Salomon's great treasure was the college employee ID he used in Farma's previous life.

Of course, that was an identity card with no philosophy of any kind with magnetic data in it. Although there will also be data to enter and exit each university facility.

"Um, what does this letter say?

The chief clergyman puts his expectations behind him and looks around the description of the department to which he belongs in his staff card.

"Uh, I also think you look familiar... give me a moment"

Even if I taught you, it wouldn't make any particular sense. Because it's just a name.

"Regards!

The clergyman gave the replica and left.

(He said it was found from a formation 3,000 years ago... why is that happening?

Ellen looked at the photo that was on her ID, or Pharma's previous life, trying to get closer or farther away or close one eye. When Pharma is thrilled to see what they say,

"It's unusual for you to have dark hair. I wonder if he's a god."

"Is it a statue?"

Lotte also holds her mouth with her hands when she sees what an amazing thing it is.

"Yeah. I don't know why, I guess I don't feel like someone else"

"It's horrible toward God. Dear Eleonor!

"Well, it's my fault."

It was a pharma thrilled for a moment by Ellen's good prospects, but he seemed to have to find out, so I breathe relief.

(I wonder what it is, staff ID. It's the only thing that connects the planet to this world)

We have to go see the real thing of it at all costs, Farma thought so.