Parallel World Pharmacy

Juliana, a medical pivot cleric, rode the prepared horse of the Temple of the Empire and returned safely to the Holy Land.

As worried as she was, the next assassin was about to be released to Pharma. Immediately after her return, an emergency rally will be held at the Grand Temple Privy Council. Giuliana, out in front of the pivotal clerics, gathered praise, but her expression was dark and leaning.

"Are you saying that you have entered the drug God and acquired divine power? Well done."

Senior Privy Cleric, one after the other.

"Thank you"

"How I stabbed the treasure sword in the medicine god. You didn't get a counterattack from the drug god."

One cleric speaks the utmost utter question.

"Yes, no"

Don't tell me anything more, when I left, Pharma was stabbing me with a nail.

Because if you talk about it all washed up, you'll have to tell us about Juliana's attempted suicide, her attempted betrayal of the temple.

"Are you saying you didn't get hit back? So you attacked your sleep?

"... that's... that"

When Juliana was having trouble responding, other clerics made an evil push.

"Oh, my God, you're so colorful when it comes to medicine gods."

Juliana's cheeks get a little hotter.

"No...... no!

Pharma and, and under the gaze of contempt for Juliana, Juliana sinks into grief. I don't mind myself being scorned, but I couldn't allow myself to be scorned for Pharma.

"So, did you find any weaknesses, secrets of divine power, etc. when you entered the drug god?

Juliana speaks to Pharma as she heartless asks questions.

"Master Pharma was like a human being, kind. Even though I deceived you, I also gave you free medication and warm words."

It was a happy day, she recalls.

"Please treat me generously in your mansion without a sentence. It was a short time ago, but it also allowed me to learn some groundbreaking pharmaceutical knowledge."

The pivotal clerics looked suspiciously at Juliana, who spoke happily. Because it sounded as if Juliana had been flattered by Pharma.

"The patron saint has no love, if there seems to be one, it's just a sacrificial technique for spending time in the human world. The patron saints don't think of humans as much as bugs. Do not judge by appearance. And how many times in the past has the temple been deceived and people slaughtered..."

Pius recounts the past feud between the temple and the patron saint. The history of the temple and the patron saint's fierce offensive is also described in the temple's forbidden books. Lower clerics who do not know the details of the forbidden book revere the patron saint, but the pivotal clerics were more inclined to regard the patron saint as their enemy.

"Even if the patron saint has never been, I'm sure Farma has a heart..."

"Shut up!! You fool!"

Pius drinks abominably.

"But Farma has already saved many people's lives… Pius will also change his mind if he meets Farma in person"

"Yeah, I don't care about that, put out the sword"

The cleric, who receives the treasure sword from Juliana, puts the treasure sword wrapped in a cloth on a prepared disc-shaped, treasure precision gauge. From the moment the cleric let go of his hand, the divine dynamometer instantly discolored, becoming completely transparent. Where that color means......,

"Fully filled state?!

Sucking so much divine power that it doesn't include any more.

"Take away all this divine power... what happened to the drug god!? It's great to stay human."

The clerics murmured, wondering if it had vanished.

Juliana skips explaining how she took away her divine powers and reports that Farma still had some leeway.

"It was plain."

Other clerics calculate divine power.

"With all this divine power, we can rewind the gear of for 175 years"

"hehe... hehe, hehe... ahahahahahahaha! This time the drug god is a monster...... hahahaha!

Pius kept laughing like crazy.

"Sure. You have a different dimension of divine power than previous patron saints. This is a far-fetched thing, if you resist, the Seal God plan will collapse."

Other clerics hold their heads.

"If you lure him to the Great Temple and fail to seal him, and wrath him..."

"With all this divine power, the previous divine seal will not work."

What has this time come down a patron saint with such mighty divine power for?

Instead of the past few columns, the clerics talk orally, as if they've sucked up and come down the next few columns of divine power.

"We have to build a new sealing technique. That too, ASAP!

The cutting of Pius went down. Juliana, nevertheless, communicates Pharma's will.

"Seal is invalid. Besides, as long as this one is honest, Lord Farma said he would cooperate with the Grand Temple. I know the Temple is too hostile to the Pharma."

"The patron saint walked over to the temple?

An air of confusion flows through the floor. At that time, one pivotal cleric shouted.

"Wait, Juliana. The holy curse marks on the testifying neck of the Privy Cleric are gone, what does that mean!

It was found that the mark of curse engraved on Juliana's throat had disappeared.

The pivotal clerics became noisy. If the curse, holy curse, and its curse, which the Privy Cleric engraves upon himself to pledge allegiance to the Temple, is completely extinguished for the rest of his life, it is not the business of man to make it.

Pharma hits me, and I hear a rumble.

"Only the medicine god can purify the holy curse! In the first place, medicine God is good at purifying theology."

"Conversely, did the drug god cage you and make you a family member..."

"No! Lady Farma is not like that."

Juliana desperately denied it.

But the more she explains, the more doubts the clerics intensify.

"I'm not talking about it, you're completely brainwashed. If not, give your allegiance to the Temple."

Pius snorts. Juliana was to be engraved with a holy curse again on the spot with a burn on her neck. A flaming divine user holds a cane branded with a holy curse and begins an activated chant.

The tip of the wand is burning bright red.

"On your knees, repent"

She gets her hair grabbed, she gets kicked and Juliana gets knelt.

"Huh..."

Large tears fall from Juliana's eyes, which are closed tightly in an attempt to withstand the pain of burning her skin. However,

"Become!? The Holy Curse."

No matter how many times I did it, Juliana's skin didn't get hurt.

After the burns, the curse did not enter Juliana's body.

"Are you protected by the drug god..."

Pius saw the awesomeness of the purifying power of God, the medicine that even erases the Holy Curse, and, while overwhelmed, smiled invincibly at its mouth.

"Apparently, the drug god wants you."

Worth using, Pius said blushing nearby.

"Also, go and take the divine power away from the drug god"

From that day on, Juliana was to be placed under the watchful eye of the Temple for 24 hours.

Pharma's intentions were communicated to the high priest. But the other guy was so stiffened by suspicion that "the patron saint is the enemy of man" that he didn't have the ear to listen.

…━━…━━…━━…

"Hey, Farma, I'm gonna get in your way."

As the pharmacy officials' outfits became short-sleeved and in the sweating season, the pallet came to the pharmacy unscheduled with horses. Pharma stops her hand as she finishes explaining the medicine to the patient and was about to close the store for a lunch break.

"Brother, what's wrong?

"Wow, it's not you. What are you doing here, end of story? I can't help it. I'll settle for today!

Ellen stood up and her hands were on her wand. Because he sounded like his brother, the attention of the patients in the store at once. Lotte was surprised to hear of Pallet and had smashed the paperwork. Lotte has been somewhat bad at Pallet ever since as she turned against Pallet to stop Lotte from snuggling.

"Oh. The shopkeeper's brother? Beautiful young man."

"You don't have the same impression as the owner."

I can hear Boso in Pharma's ears and Palle's reputation. Also, there was a yellow voice coming up from a young female guest. Palais seems hot in places like this as well.

Palle drank water on the pharmacy's water server, regardless of that voice, and took a breath and spoke to Pharma. Ellen and the other medics don't seem to be in the eye. And look down at the counterpart Pharma.

"You always seem busy, Farma"

"Because it's thriving."

Ellen answers conceited.

"I didn't ask you."

"Oh, excuse me."

"I'm distressed at that place, Patient, can I turn it to you? It's out of my control."

Pharma wonders if he would ever ask me to give him medicine, but it's rare to turn the patient around. Letting go of one patient is also about losing quite a source of income. Since Palais is a first-class pharmacist in a rush, Farma thinks it would be time to take care of even one patient, as there are not so many patients in charge as well as they took over from Bruno and the cost of procuring medicines, etc.

"If you tell me what the disease is, I'll split the pills. If your brother is the attending physician, your brother should prescribe it. The patient will be relieved."

Farma takes a trip to the dispensing room. Farma placed her trust in Palle's ability to discern the disease, so she thought she wouldn't even have to turn the patient if she just couldn't get the medication out.

"No, I'm not sick. If I'm sick, I'll take care of it."

"So what is it?

Asked Palle's mundane rhetoric, as Ellen cut the numbness.

"It's a family matter. It's also developed into a divorce issue, which is quite intrusive."

Palais sighs heavily when she says she's tired.

"You know what, you'll have trouble getting me turned around. I'm only twelve, right? I can't even handle divorce issues... hmm?

One young lady was coming to the pharmacy with the samurai when Farma turned her gaze to the pharmacy entrance, as there were signs that the patient or guest had moved.

"Oh, that missus... I know. Duchess, you're so famous!

Ellen says she has seen it in the salon.

Madam, did you see it?

Palle gets up in a hurry, sends his respects and escorts to the counter.

"Example patient?" As Pharma sent her gaze, Palle nodded with her gaze.

"Hear they're going this way. … I don't know what to do anymore, so I followed you."

"I feel, I guess. You're right, my brother is an excellent court pharmacist, and my brother will answer Madame's questions."

Palle seemed to be changing her attitude towards her, the patient, as a pharmacist.

(Hey, what are you talking about? This)

Farma has no choice but to go through the counseling corner because Palle says he'll leave it to you with an unspoken gesture.

As Ellen's information suggests, the young mother had severe anaemia in the Duchess, in a state shortly after the birth of her eldest son. The treatment of anaemia itself is said to be carried out by Palais. The seed of concern is not anaemia, it is a child. He had a child that didn't resemble his father. Different eye color and different hair color. Moreover, extremely, he said that he had no divine power, even though he was a child of nobility. When a divinely powerless child comes out, Madame says, it must be unacceptable.

A samurai came to show Pharma the baby. Indeed, although the Duchess has blue hair and her husband has red hair, the child has dark hair.

"Isn't that cute, kid? But that's... you're in trouble."

Pharma becomes a sinking face.

"But I think your child's face is similar to that of the Duke."

Ellen, who also knows about the Duke, says he's similar.

"I think so too, but my husband told me that he had given me a child without divine power, so I would get away from the mansion right away because I would be separated..."

Suspected of injustice, she said she was about to be kicked out of the house with her children.

"I'm already thoughtless, I'm sorry. Swear to God Feng, the patron saint. This child is the son of his master. Even if you don't have divine powers, your hair and eyes are colored differently. Is there any way to show it?"

"Okay."

Farma nodded. In so painful a word, he decided to believe his wife.

"Similar appearance Not all similar but indicative of parent-child relationships"

If you are determined to be an unjust child without divine power, you are likely to be dumped in an orphanage. At any rate, I have to get the Duke to recognize me as his own child.

"Let's do a parent-child test. So we can prove who this kid's father is. objectively and neutrally."

"Please."

The Duchess took Pharma's hand in clear tears.

Pharma looks closely at the baby again.

(Hmm...?

"The divine vein seems to be possible."

When I grabbed the divine vein as I had done before, it looked like Pharma. Weak, but surely the divine vein sleeps in the baby.

"What, is that true?

"Excuse me, I'll take care of your child for a moment. You're weighing in."

So he holds the baby, goes to the treatment room, grabs the cane, and inserts the cane around the baby's heart. Unchanted, he applied the divine technique of "" Spring of the Holy Springs "" and opened the divine vein of the baby. Divine power overflows.

"Yeah, you have a narrow pulse"

As a Duke's child, he has little divine power, but will manage to make a name for himself as an aristocrat.

There shouldn't be any pain, the baby is asleep feeling good. And, like I said, I weighed in and I came back.

"Ellen, bring me a god dynamometer"

"Okay."

Ellen's gauge of the divine dynamometer touched slightly.

"There is a divine power... even though the temple told me that this child has no divine power, that he cannot see the divine vein"

As relieved, the Duchess smiled for the first time after visiting the pharmacy.

"I used just a little bit of divine art messing with the Divine Veins. Maybe you saw it wrong. Just go to the temple and have your attributes appraised."

Anyway, if there is divine power, it is recognized as noble whether its divine power is strong or weak. The baby will be able to recover her identity, Madame rejoices.

"Well, then all we have to do is parent-child appraisal. Could you bring the Duke here? And then the witness, who is a complete third party."

"My husband said he might come... he doesn't even want to see his face anymore."

The paternity test is invalid without the presence of a witness between the parent and the child.

In some cases, we have developed into divorce issues based on the results of parent-child testing without the presence of the three parties, because we can forge as much as we want by mixing the DNA of others like that, Farma would like to say.

"If you don't come, you won't be able to trust the results, tell them it's invalid"

"I understand. I'll call you."

The Duchess nodded one big time and left.

"Farma, can you analyze your DNA? It's a prototype and experimental phase, and you've never done it to a patient."

Ellen speaks to Pharma worried. He had not yet had any experience performing DNA testing on his patients. One family fate is at stake in his hands.

"I just have to go read it. All the answers are in there."