Parallel World Pharmacy

Office of the High Cleric attached to the Great Temple of the Holy Nation.

There, Comb, chief cleric of the Imperial Diocese of Saint Fluve, was reporting to the great cleric Pius on the latest developments in Farma.

"The emperor has been eyeing the temple since that incident, making it harder to come into contact with the drug god. I thought the emperor kept those familiar with the inner details of the temple close by. I've been read to take this move."

The temple's activities in the Imperial capital were restricted and there were considerable impediments to the intelligence work of the temple's secret detectives.

Since the movement of the temple is under the watchful eye of the Empire, if Pharma's tail is also difficult, the secret detectives to the de Medicis family will also be crushed by the Empress's SS.

The only place where the breathtaking priests of the Great Shrine could meet Pharma was ironically the otherworldly pharmacy.

So the priest of the imperial parish, wary of Pharma, was going to the pharmacy every day to buy drugs, and was becoming just a regular guest. Recently, you have become familiar as a regular guest, and you can also speak directly to Pharma, and some clerics who sent you to reconnaissance said, "You have spoken!" and gladly returned.

"So?"

"There is a slight but daily cyclical fluctuation in the divine power of medicine."

"Well, how is that?"

Pius asked intriguingly. Pharma's divine power is suppressed during the weekday, Comb says. According to a high-sensitivity divine power meter that measures the divine power of Pharma across the Empire, the divine power is strong at night and diminishes during the day.

Even when it came to attenuation, it was a tremendous output away from humans by general criteria.

Focusing on his sphere of action, he forms a great sanctuary within which evil spirits cannot approach.

"Well done. I looked into it. Does that mean that you are unwell during the day"

"There's a noticeable gesture here that holds your arm down or cares about you, so I thought you were doing some sort of surgery on your arm. Like, for example, the art of performing divine containment."

Comb had received reports from his men that Pharma had become concerned about doing it and his arm over the past few weeks.

"The medicine God knows God seals and will He bother to impose on Himself"

Knowing the art of divine sealing means that it is fully read in the hands of the temple. Pius looked bitterly at him and put on his cheek cane.

"Because you have too much divine power, or you do that to keep people looking like you"

"Without you, if you gather a little of that divine power, you will be able to squeeze quite a bit of it."

Pius had looked through the list of treasures owned by the Grand Temple in the Guardian Temples everywhere.

"I like this"

Pius' fingertips, which were sliding vertically through the list, stopped on a certain treasure.

…━━…━━…━━…

On a calm, cheerful morning, when Pharma, Lotte and Cedric went to work at the pharmacy as usual, I saw one young woman with a hat on her eyes, sitting on the bench in front of the pharmacy and giving me a way out.

Wearing long black robes, he was like a traveling pharmacist.

"Good morning. Thanks for waiting, I'll open the store now."

Farma speaks up, thinking of her exactly as a trafficker who came to sell new herbs and such.

"Good morning, uh, no. My name is Juliana and I'm a second-degree medic on a journey. I got mugged on the road, and I lost all my meds and money. I asked the people in town that they should go talk to this store..."

Juliana remembered the fear of the pills being stolen, or she was in tears in her eyes.

"Oh, let's hear what's going on inside."

Pharma opened the store and invited her in.

When I heard the story, she said she was a downstream aristocratic pharmacist and was on a journey to train.

(A female pharmacist travels solo dressed as a pharmacist at such a glance... the Empire is still safer at this, but it's too dangerous on the road. It's expensive, so you're gonna get rich.)

Pharma speculates that she is too defenseless to believe that she was attacked.

Pharmacy pharmacies handle expensive drugs, so much so that they need a caution stick to avoid being robbed in other countries.

He keeps a knight's gatekeeper from being attacked by other world pharmacies as well. Still, it can be raided.

"That was a disaster, wasn't it? What drug was stolen?

"Yes, it's a medicine for abdominal pain, a medicine for headaches and an antipyretic."

"Salimana or rubiness, Itmail and moonlight potions, etc? We have it too."

Ellen has also been at work as Farma is unlocking and locating the drugstore as she listens to Juliana.

"Oh, hey, what's up, Mr. Farma? You opened up early today."

"I'm not a customer. I'm Juliana, the unfortunate traveling pharmacist, and I don't think I can forgive it for stealing!

Prepare for cleaning and opening as Lotte tells Ellen how it went.

Juliana was led to the reception corner, where she sat uncomfortably atrophied.

"There was medicine, all of it. Can I look like this?

Pharma has pulled out a set of traditional medicines that second-degree pharmacists think are commonly handled everywhere. Skip drugs that can only be handled by first-degree pharmacists and court pharmacists.

Inventories were in place for patients who wanted to prescribe traditional medicines and patients with indefinite complaints, although prescriptions for modern medicines predominated in different world pharmacies. Most of them were prescribed at the same time as modern drugs.

"Oh, no way. These are all expensive drugs."

Juliana shook her head and panicked as Pharma tried to hand her the medicine. But Pharma is completely in gift mode while packing her medication into an affordable bag.

"We're each other in trouble. I think with all this, I'll sell it and become a road bank. Watch out for another burglary and come back safely to your country. Then, clothes are good plain clothes, not a coat of pharmacists, and when you find out you're a pharmacist, you'll be attacked again. If that's all you got, I'll lend it to you."

"Well... you can't just be sweet with so much courtesy, then I'll pay for it with my body"

Juliana was totally in awe.

"I don't think you know because you're a traveler, Farma, but you're rich enough to be super, so it's not a lot of money for him. I wish it was sweet."

Ellen jokes and follows up to make sure Juliana doesn't hesitate.

By this time Pharma, even without having to consolidate sales of related pharmacies and pharmacies, not including Bruno's assets, had become a fortune teller who would enter even five fingers in Teito with sales of different world pharmacies and his salary as a court pharmacist alone.

It's also the end of the ranking in Teito's taxpayer code by personal name.

These days, Pharma has been whimpering that he will pull out Bruno with his total assets.

Pharma is making money all over the world, but its name as a drug that creates the special effects of black death, protects the Empire, and yet continues to produce numerous new drugs in the world is gradually spreading, and buying resentment and seclusion is no longer recent.

"With your body...?

And such is the pharma of one of the empire's leading big bourgeoisies, but it was hardened by the destructive power of the bomb statement "with the body" unleashed by an elderly woman.

"Oh, I really took it. Farma, you can't tease me because I'm intolerant of that."

Ellen wants to be funny.

"If it's not bothering you, let me work at this pharmacy. Me, because I'll do anything, whether it's cleaning or chores!

Juliana pleads with momentum that seems to fall on the floor.

"Don't worry about thanking me or anything, you can just take your medicine home"

There were six different world pharmacies staffed, and these days they were well staffed. The qualities of Juliana may not be known, and the pharmacists who have no shards of knowledge of modern medicines do not work in this pharmacy.

"Let me work! Let me study, please! Or, oh, am I interrupting...?

(Um, I've got enough staff.)

As for Pharma, I honestly wanted him to go home.

There have been about a few stars of pharmacists who have applied for apprenticeships to different world pharmacies, but he has refused to enroll in Imperial College of Medicine, where he has been a professor since the fall, or to take a listening procedure to study medicine. Modern medicine is not something that can be taught overnight, and it is dangerous to have drugs handled with halfway knowledge.

I don't even want non-staff people to see the back of the pharmacy.

"If you say so much, what do you do, Mr. Farma? I don't even know what it's like to see a pharmacist in another country."

In contrast, Ellen is sympathetic to Juliana.

"Hmmm......"

Farma had no choice but to allow Farma because Ellen pushed hard.

"Well, why don't you just give me a few days? But you can't prescribe drugs."

"Yes! I don't prescribe drugs. I'll work my best!

Juliana started helping the pharmacy.

She was a worker and extremely serious. Beginning with chores and cleaning, not out of hand for any reason, and then starting to learn to dispense a little bit of modern medicine from part-time pharmacists and Ellen, the weighing and calculations were perfect, the affairs were done and I eagerly loaded Pharma's textbooks and sometimes started eating and shopping with the staff to crack them down.

Whatever made me do it, I swallowed fast and didn't get my feet together.

(You're capable for just being a pharmacist, this kid. Is this the only child you can do, a secondary pharmacist?)

That's promising, Farma expected high.

It was Juliana that she had become insensitive, but her rare skills as a practitioner she was fixing had a theological massage.

Relax your body as you pour divine power on your patient through the wand, making sure your body fluids circle. During the pharmacy break, Juliana massaged the staff for comfort.

Ellen looked like she was going to swing after Juliana's treatment.

"Ah, fine. You're doing well around your shoulders. Juliana, you don't have to take any medication or just this!

"Yes, it is an honor to compliment Master Eleonor"

Ellen liked Juliana's massage.

"Yes, hey, your whole body is going to dance out!

Lotte is blinding.

"Ugh, Lotte, it's my first experience to get divine energy poured out. Was it exciting?"

(Lotte's overcharged. It's like some kind of medicine kicked in)

Putting divine power on civilians who are not born with divine power is likely to add or subtract.

As Farma watched, Ellen invited him.

"Farma, why don't you get it done, too?

"Your body will relax."

How nice it felt, Ellen and Lotte alternately recommend it, so I decided to try Pharma as well.

"Well, I guess I'll ask you, too."

As Pharma leaned over the private beds in the office, Juliana used the entire cane like a roller to unwind it and began massaging it around the tip of the cane and pushing all parts of her body.

Farma's divine power was too strong to feel the divine power poured out of Juliana, but only the massage effect could be felt.

(Uh, this is good. My whole body looks like bread fabric)

"Is there any system in this divine art of Mr. Juliana? I'd like to hear more about it."

"Yes, because I am completing a training course in theological massage"

"Heh... could be good for treating indefinite complaints"

"What is that?"

It's a symptom that doesn't heal with medicine.

"Yes, I also use this divine art in those cases"

Some patients who visit the pharmacy are not bad anywhere with a diagnostic eye and cannot be diagnosed.

Complaints from patients, such as headaches, stiffness, back pain, abdominal pain, and malaise, are indefinite complaints that have no clear cause even after examination. Since pain is subjective, it is difficult for third parties to intervene, even if it is amplified by anxiety or stress.

Medicine, pharmaceutically, cannot be treated if it is outside the scope of application of the treatment. Because you should not be treated for resting.

Even modern Japan still has a pattern of not knowing the cause of the main complaint, so each medical department is turned around for testing, and undergoing a comically rehab program, etc. without improvement, while being disappointed with modern medicine, getting their hands on private therapy and other methods, or grabbing ineffective medicines.

In response to such patient complaints, Pharma recently began to wonder whether theology might be effective in certain parts. Especially for shoulder stiffness, back pain, headaches and other complaints, it was more effective than resting by applying divine force to the affected area. Pharmacists in this world, doctors sometimes take patient pain that way, Ellen says. He seems to be adept at using divinely powerful divine arts and heard that Bruno is also a celebrity in that field.

I would have cleaned up with the "occult" if it had been the previous Pharma, but I thought that I should medically consider the effects of this Juliana treatment, which amplifies divine power with a cane and pours it on the patient, and apply it in a different world pharmacy if it seems to work.

"I wonder if it would work better than placebo, except for bias, by determining the effect in a randomized comparative study"

"Spiral......?

The placebo effect is that even though it is inherently ineffective, the implication results in an effect on the body, he explains. For example, even if you take something that is not effective as a medicine, you will feel better by assuming that you are a medicine.

"Whether it's a new drug or a treatment, if we don't find out statistically if it works properly, that's just a skewed result of assumptions. We need to take good care of the data for our patients."

Talk to Juliana about statistical analysis.

"Master Pharma knows a lot of things, even though he looks young."

It was when Pharma was talking to Juliana about that, letting her feel treated and left alone,

"Hmm?"

Pharma felt disturbing signs and turned her back as a crook.

"What's going on?

"No, no!

"Did I say something weird?

Juliana shrugged her shoulders like she was frightened. She was letting go of the wand she had.

"Sorry. Focus interrupted, one, go on"

Juliana then had the look she had come up with several times a day. Also, as usual, she didn't break the perfect working streak, but her expression was cloudy and her mouth grew gradually smaller.

(I wonder what's going on)

Something about one day when Pharma started to care about how she was doing and that day went on.

From the pharmacy, Juliana suddenly disappeared.

"That, what about Juliana?

Pharmacy officials began the search that they may have lost their way in the Imperial City. But I don't see her looking for anywhere I can think of. Mr. Mom, the information didn't come up whether you used the pharmacist Celst information network or asked the newspaper store.

"San Fluve, the Empire is a vast death. You can't search for a death."

Roger was tired of running around the Empire looking visually with horses.

"I'm lost - hi, sorry ~!"

Rebecca, too, almost searched and on the contrary, lost herself and was brought back by the gendarmerie. Rebecca is apparently directional tone-deaf.

(I wish I had seen you if you had any physical characteristics)

If Juliana had a disease, Pharma could have found her indoors, outdoors, with clairvoyant vision of the imperial humans. But I didn't see her with my eyes.

"Have you already returned to your country? I wanted to say goodbye."

Lotte is going to be a shame.

"I hope you're not in some kind of trouble because you didn't look like a kid going home in silence"

Ellen wipes her glasses with a cloth to distract her from the worst imagination.

"You seemed worried about something along the way..."

Pharma looked out the window at the view of the imperial capital as he kept his medical records.

It was time to close the pharmacy that day, without finding Juliana.

Thick clouds covered the Empire sky and it began to rain hard.

"Shall we go home"

Cedric, Lotte stops when Pharma was about to go home in a carriage with Lotte.

"I, I want to find Mr. Juliana. It's raining... and if you're still lost somewhere in the Imperial City..."

Hasn't it gotten a lot wet by now, Lotte tells her.

"Well, let's find some more and go home."

The three caught passers-by from the Imperial Capital to interview them or ask the gendarmerie. And finally, a young woman resembling Juliana purchased information that she might have been looking for the tallest building in the Imperial City.

(No way... come to think of it?!

"Lotte, Mr. Cedric, get back home!

Farma left the two of them on the spot, rushing out and turning the alley of the Empire City.

"Dear Farma!?

When Lotte followed Farma around the alley, Farma's appearance was not there.

"That, Farma...... Dear Sir?

Pharma flew with a medicinal scepter, examining all of the bell towers of the Imperial City from the air around.

And in the corner of the highest bell tower in the imperial capital, he found the figure of one woman.

Pharma gets confused by the rain noise and goes down behind her without making a sound, slowly approaching. Over the iron fence at the bell tower, she was nodding alone as the rain struck her. There are no railings or fences in front of her, and if she falls, it's the height of instant death. Half a leg, hanging in the depths of the tower.

He also seemed hesitant to jump.

"Don't move there because you don't have to talk about anything"

Pharma spoke quietly. She looked up all the time and stood up in a panic.

"... Dear Farma..."

"Don't move, there."

"Please don't come...... I don't have a face to match. It's a lie."

She confessed while facing Pharma and still about to fly.

"I, if I'm not a traveling pharmacist, I haven't been stolen either"

"What's wrong with that?"

Pharma answered as if by accident.

"I don't care about that at all, because of what happened, there won't be a reason you have to jump"

Pharma grabbed the drug scepter in.

If she throws herself early, she's ready to be taken in the air.

"If that's what you're going to do, it's not too late to listen."

She cried down.

"I am the Medical Privy Cleric of the Great Temple"

I brought her inside the bell tower fence and heard her speak.

She opens her mouth painfully.

"It was my mission to approach Master Pharma, to contact him and to take away his divine powers. But the more I know about you, the more... I can't do that anymore. It goes against faith in the first place, such as taking divine power from the patron saint. I can't. But it will betray the temple... and I will have to jump."

"Why would that be?

"There is no life without jumping...... I am cursed. I wanted to die before I could twitch and curse and eventually lose people's hearts... and hurt others."

If Pharma asks you more about the circumstances,

"The Privy Cleric, who knows the secrets of the Temple Privy Department, has been engraved with a curse not to betray the Temple since his reign. If you don't go back to the Great Temple and keep taking the medicine that purifies the curse, it is the rule that you will lose people's hearts and die."

(You have such egghy stuff... I've been thinking about it for a long time, but the upper temple doesn't suck too much)

"Where is the mark of that curse?

She doesn't shake her head and try to say. When Pharma looked at him with a diagnostic eye, a blue and black pattern was engraved on the nod. The tattoo was beginning to extend its roots to her skin.

"Do terrible things"

Farma learns to be angry at the filth of the Great Temple's mouth. But what the hell are you trying to do to improve your organizational skills in that way? It was also creepy.

"I'll touch you."

Pharma said so, suddenly eagling her wet nagging.

"Hiuuuu... Mmm!

She screams unexpectedly because she is suddenly grabbed, and she meditates her eyes. As Pharma pressed divine power against the curse, the curse was completely extinguished.

"It's gone. You're free now."

"Huh...... what!?

She was relieved.

"There is no place in the world where this curse can be eliminated..."

"Then I'm the only one who can do it."

"Father Pharma still has the mighty power not to fly among the patron saints of history… for the last hundred years, the patron saint has not been able to descend into this world. It's like you've lived together the divine power of a few pillars of the Patron God."

Hearing that, Pharma understands that that means the divine power of some generations of probable patron saints who didn't show up has been carried over, etc.

"I'm not that big of a deal, so don't get carried away. I'm glad you think the contents are the same person you are."

Even if the power of the Medicine God resides, Pharma's mind is meant to be a thoroughbred human being.

"What is the Great Temple trying to do with my divine powers?

"Connecting the broken world with the gear of ." It's geared up to keep connecting the world to the world from coming off. It takes the divine power of a patron saint to move that instrument. Even if we hurt the Patron God and do something against faith, there's nothing we can do to stop the collapse of an eroded world... "

"Broken, world?

An unexpected exposé, though she belongs to the Grand Temple's pivot.

Salomon said that the Grand Temple had evoked historical patron saints and sealed them in the Grand Temple until they disappeared, but there seemed to be such circumstances behind it.

Farma is confused when she thinks of the upper temple as a bunch of fanatics.

(Is that true, that story?

Pharma used her diagnostic eye to try to get a clue whether she had lied or not. There are no changes in blood flow to the brain, pulse, body temperature, etc. Measuring just that, the so-called lie detector (polygraph) is scientifically completely unfounded, though, if you look at the brain region that is activated when you're lying, it gives you a clue as to whether she's lying.

Her cerebral physiological state remains unchanged after finishing some questions.

(Maybe it's true...... if so, is there also an inevitable reason why the Temple is trying to restrain me and squeeze out the divine power)

"How were you trying to take away my divine powers and go home? You don't think you can take me down, drag me home, do you?

"Because I have a treasure of a divine power sucking nature...... but I can't do that anymore"

"I'm inserting it next to a cane. Is that the treasure?

"Oh, this is..."

"I'll borrow it."

Pharma pulled the sword out of her sheath all the time as she took the treasure sword from Juliana. Two thin blades emerge parallel from the pattern. It's as shaped as a fruit knife.

"You're shaped like a plug. How do you make me suck on divine power?

If you look at the blade with your fingertips, it won't bleed. Gripping the blade doesn't change.

"Give it back, never... You can't hurt Master Pharma, this is wrong"

Juliana desperately tries to take back the treasure sword.

(Hurt me?... What do you mean, stab me)

Pharma stuck a blade through her thighs thoughtfully.

Farma's body is not an entity, so he still doesn't bleed.

There is something somewhat vain and painful about it, but it is not unbearable.

"Ahhh!? Dear Farma!"

"Is this some kind of battery?

When he floated an image that allowed divine power to enter the sword, the sword began to glow and begin to glow violently. And when divine power reached a certain capacity, it could no longer be packed.

"That's a full charge. Yes, I can do it. No more treasure swords? Sounds like we could use a few more."

I lay it on my sheath and hand it to her.

In the meantime, twenty seconds of things.

"Huh!? Huh? Nothing, is it? This sword has a legacy of inflicting severe pain on the patron saint and taking away all divine power."

"Nothing at all, and the divine power in my body hasn't diminished at all. Now you can do your duty and go back to the temple, too? Then if I don't have enough divine power, do I smell it again, and do I have the gear of for a while now?

Gear kind of I 'm not sure what kind of device that is, Pharma wonders.

"Ha, yes...... incredible"

It will be a gear drive for quite some time, she replies.

"Is it in the Holy Land that the gear of

"Deep in the underground temple, there is an entrance to the other world. From there..."

"Then tell him I'll go check on him next time. So the survival of the world? because if you can handle it, we'll cooperate."

He told Juliana that if she came to discuss it normally, she would respond normally, without doing anything like cheating.

"If you don't talk to me, I don't know, but if you talk to me, I know something."

That's what I said, Farma laughed.

Juliana was to return to the Holy Land the next day.

If we don't get back soon, Juliana might get another new assassin released to Pharma for screwing up, Juliana was concerned. Pharmacy officials don't know such a backstory.

She ended up giving all the pharmacy staff a heartfelt theological massage. Theological massage is a technique offered by medical clerics. And with Lotte's proposal, we also had a small farewell party.

"For a short time, thank you for your help."

"I wish I could slow down a little more..."

Ellen wanted to hold Juliana back. I guess the sensibility of the divine massage has gotten tough.

"Well, come back and see me this time."

Pharma said so lightly and without giving in. What happened yesterday, etc., as if it didn't.

"Until now, the Temple has considered that man is incapable of communicating with the patron saint. But... that was a big mistake. I will tell the Great Cleric, along with the treasures you have deposited, that Master Pharma has the heart of men and thinks of many."

Upon leaving, Juliana revealed such a state of mind to Pharma and returned to the Holy Land.