Parallel World Pharmacy

"Professor, I have something important to tell you."

On the second day of the new semester, Zoe appeared in the Dean's Office in Farma with a report from the Clerk. No heart, or a blue face.

"Please calm down and listen"

"Uh, yes... what's going on? It's true, but..."

Pharma, along with Ellen, was at best just putting out his energy to make lecture materials. And I was just discussing the guidance policy that it wasn't like that.

"Yesterday, an estimate came of the cost of repairing the stage destroyed by a divine match. The stage is a total replacement, with special theological processing, so at least it's a charge of 33 million fln."

"Yeahhh!? Is that so expensive!?

Ellen's scream echoed into the professor's office.

Furn is the unit of currency of the Saint-Fluve Empire.

Since 1 FRN is about 20 yen when converted to Japanese yen, an estimated 660 million yen was spent on repairs.

"Oh... or I did the stage..."

Pharma remembered the other day and stuck to her desk weakly.

"What kind of divine art was used that the stage would be a total replacement? No, did that happen with the professor's divinity? Are you the other student? It has been specially processed and should not be damaged in some ways."

Trying to check the situation again and again, Zoe seems incredible. She had administrative work in place and had not witnessed the confrontation between Pharma and Emerich. Ellen said that Zoe's surprise would be good, and slapped him on the shoulder.

"This is the kind of kid you are, Farma. You look quiet, don't you? You're fooling me - Zoe. Fine, it's insane. Your secretary's gonna have a hard time."

Ellen was running away from reality.

"Even Ellen can talk about people?

Only to Ellen, who when he sees Palle's face, will it end, is Pharma, whom he did not want to be told.

"Ha ha... are you coming"

Zoe feels frightened. She is a divine artistic user of wind attributes, but a laid-back literary type not very suitable for combat. At the very least, they don't cause damage to the university early in their tenure, like Pharma did.

"Me, you should have suggested changing places... he said from the outside not to break the stage on the way, but it seemed like he couldn't hear himself being shielded by the Divine Arts. Whatever the theological game between students and faculty, Farma, you're the one against them. The stage can't be broken... it has to be strong enough to buy you an island. Still, I'm never exaggerating."

Ellen regretted yesterday that she could not read Emerich and Farma's actions.

"Farma, if I were you, I would fight to keep my students from getting hurt, so you couldn't control the divine arts?

"I had no choice but to destroy the stage. Because I wanted you to know the power and avoid it. If you take it directly from the front, you'll get hurt."

"Wah-zah!? That's even worse!

We should have done it in a place where there was no problem destroying it. When Ellen trains with Pharma, it's an isolated island that can disappear, making sure the ships around her aren't passing through before she does.

"I was a bad guy, I'm sorry. I'm not doing it again."

Zoe comes up with the books and estimates them with notes on them.

"It is a considerable expense if you pay for research because the research given to the professor's course is FRN 100 million, the department director's discretion is FRN 80 million, and last year's carry-over is FRN 5 million. There's an additional 540 million fln in external donations, will you use this?

"Wait a minute. External donations, are there any more?

It should have been about 100 million fln before.

"His Majesty the Emperor's donation is 500 million. Recently transferred to account"

I don't think I need any more donations from the Imperial Family, Pharma, but I can't even say no. If you touch the reverse scale, "Do you want to unhinder the rest of the generosity", it will be a big deal and you will have to go with Bruno to apologize to the palace.

"I have to go say thank you to His Majesty. But I can't spend my research money or donations on this, I want to keep it for my students, even one frun. I'll get the repairs out of my purse. Other students who want to play theological games have been unable to use the stage for a while..."

"Mostly, the martial arts department and the caning department are in trouble."

Ellen makes her mouth snap. Ellen from OG at Imperial School of Medicine is familiar.

"Speaking of which, you had a club. I don't know what to do, if you want to play club activities or games, just tell the students you can use our Kawahara grounds."

Pharma instructs Zoe.

"I'm in awe. That's the fourth vacant lot in the de Medicis family, I'll tell the affairs that way. We will also retrieve the format for the transfer of personal expenses. And then, last but not least, the Director General called you in."

Zoe added as it seemed difficult to say.

"Zoe, say that first? I know it's hard to say!

Ellen looked like her soul had fallen out.

It was visible to be angry. Tell Ellen and Zoe, trying to follow, to wait in the room, and Farma visits the Single Director's Office.

"Silly!

When I went to the General's office, Bruno was outraged.

"Sorry......"

Pharma is a flat apology.

"What world has a new professor who on the first day of his tenure rides the cheap provocation of a student to generate 33 million fln of damage! Totally from the first day of hiring, you big guy... no, I don't know what to think."

I guess Bruno remembered that his son wasn't an adult, almost saying he didn't have a bunch of grownups.

"But the General. I hear the other student was bad, too. So this is part of education."

Bruno's secretary, surprised by too many swordscreens, forgives Bruno.

"Whatever they've been saying. Did you have to be able to engage students until you played a theological game?"

Bruno had seen that Pharma's divine power would have been overwhelmed by the theological formation in the outdoor arena. Worst of all, it was damaging to the audience, and the other student wasn't safe.

"As for the stage, I destroyed it, so I'll fix it at my own expense. Emerich, you're not wearing a scratch."

Repair costs are the rule for those who play the game to break them in half, but even if they do, if you charge Emerich for repairs, Emerich will no longer be in school. No matter how wealthy his parents were, I have to explain the circumstances of paying for the enormous repairs.

Pharma reflected that if something were to be applied for the next game, you should buy him a desert or a wasteland or an isolated island. The outdoor arena assumes training and matches between students, so it is not strong enough.

"Then look at this."

Bruno came to Pharma with a bunch of parchment.

"Transfer request."

From all faculties, there were more than twenty transfer hopes.

The most common was a transfer request from the Faculty of Pharmacy to the Faculty of General Medicine and Pharmaceutical Sciences, where Bruno is dean and teaches traditional medicine of the past.

"This is it in just one day. I basically don't approve of the transfer, but there are many who want to learn under you. Conversely, some offered to transfer from the School of General Medicine and Pharmacy to another department. Read the reason for your application."

It was a completely unexpected event for Pharma.

Comments of transfer seekers to the School of General Medicine and Pharmacy can be found at:

· I want to learn under a professor who is a great theologian and a great sage

· I was heartened by the guidance lessons

· I would like to learn unprecedented and innovative pharmacy of professors dealing with theology that I have never seen before

and others, while comments from transfer seekers from the Department of General Medicine and Pharmaceutical

-It's unlikely I'll be able to keep up with Professor Farma's theology class.

· When Professor Farma defeated Emerich, I felt terrified that this was the professor's educational policy

· I don't think I can concentrate on classes when I wonder what would happen if I was in a bad mood for the professor

"There is also one person who wishes to leave school.” I still wondered if they would recognize me as a pharmacist if I could not use theology. I'm not sure I can graduate. "

Farma couldn't even find a word to give back.

"Was it private sentencing or education that you interacted with Emmerich Bauer on that occasion? Your power to use all attributes is overwhelming, even though your opponent was unharmed. You're not gonna do something like fear politics, are you?

Bruno said it was mindless that he had created misunderstandings among many of his students after creeping out Pharma's intentions.

"I can't use all attributes of divinity, it's like magic"

Listening to Pharma, Bruno nods like trouble.

"Even if you played tricks and tricks with divinity and drugs, students who don't know who you are don't think so. You used unknown divinity to engage immature students and expose them."

Bruno's words pierce him.

I hit him badly, Farma reflected fiercely.

"All transfer hopes are dismissed at the Director General's discretion. In the first place, I'm not allowed to transfer after school."

Bruno had already written an impermissible and autographed in the bundle of transfer requests.

"Transfer, so that you can interview those who wish to leave and restore trust and restore it to its original state."

As a material to convince aspirants of Pharma's transfer to the department, it is decided that lectures, experiments and traineeships of the desired department may also be visited. A compromise proposal was discussed with Bruno to schedule as little time as possible with mandatory lectures from other departments.

"Squeezed tight?

"It's crappy."

On a dried pharma, Ellen also smiles dry.

"Your master's sermon will come gushing, won't it? Haven't you been dried up and can't use water attribute theology anymore?

Ellen joked that she was encouraging Pharma.

"I need to convince students who want to transfer"

Farma was only able to interview students who were in college that day. Every student in unauthorized absence was visited at home and given a home visit. Ellen accompanied all the visits from the prospect of being alert when Farma went alone. By Ellen speaking first, students and parents shriveled to Pharma to harden their attitudes were avoided.

"You're finally the last one. I wonder if the address fits here."

The two of us visit the boarding house on the outskirts of Teito. It was already getting dark around.

"Thanks Ellen, you ended up letting me hang out. You said you needed help today, and I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about, it would be nice to have the same workplace. I don't mind visiting because I used to do surrogates. Besides, Farma, I can't let you go alone."

(Ellen, why don't we just hang out? Even though it's the end of me...)

She looks light and has insignificant kindness and compassion in her words and deeds. Pharma thanked Ellen for sharing the same time.

"Oh, pick it up!

The civilian population of the last person to visit who wished to leave school was on the verge of being completely traumatized.

Pharma and Ellen couldn't even get inside the student's boarding house and persuaded him to come through the door.

"Sorry about the night, I need to talk to you"

"Please pick it up. I'm not going to college anymore, it has nothing to do with college, so..."

The student's voice was blurred. I find myself in an extremely tense state.

"Drop out, I wonder if you could reconsider. There's nothing wrong with being unable to use theology, so this department... You're enrolled with excellent grades, and there's nothing you can't do to keep up with class."

"I can't believe it... I knew Imperial Medical University was an aristocratic school, it wasn't a place for civilians to go. I thought it was something I could learn equally. But I woke up."

The student, who seemed to be snapping at the back of the door, was in tears.

"Because those who cannot use theology can be compatible with physical arts classes. Finally, because no matter what happens to me pointing my wand at an unusable student of divine arts"

"... is that true?

The door opened slightly when the noise came off.

The sun gave me plenty and I managed to convince everyone, and the relocation hopefuls subsided where they should fit in.

"Bye, Ellen. Thank you for today. I'll make this up to you somewhere."

Pharma cares for Ellen, who is exhausted.

"What are you talking about? I'm glad I remembered the students' faces, too, 'cause I'm going to bed early today, Farma. Good night."

Ellen smiled at him, said something, spanned the white horse, and got home.

(Education in a world of divinity is hard... I'm still immature too)

Pharma was also stuck making herself as she ran her horse on the night lane.

He cheaply contracted a college professor to think a little cheaper, sweeter. I was just a little confident and proud of my pharmaceutical education, which was as well received every year in my previous life.

This time, however, the situation is a little different than teaching students of the same level of academic achievement with modern values at modern Japanese universities. Not only is it appreciated in academic achievement, but there are those who can and cannot use divine art, and the arm of divine art is directly connected to the arm of medical care that can be provided, such a world.

Farma treats and tries to teach those from a background that is not equal from the beginning.

Was that wrong, even bothering me with those thoughts?

After completing the students' persuasion, they went home to the mansion where the lights fell and gently went inside through the front entrance to keep no one awake, and the lights were in the couple's room.

"Welcome back, Pharma. You must be tired. Have you been eating?

Beatrice peeks into his face from the inside.

"Want a drink?"

Bruno invited him. Tomorrow is a holiday and Beatrice was just hanging out with Bruno for dinner.

Bruno and Beatrice take a breath of wine, while Farma takes a breath with grape juice, cheese knobs.

I feel like getting drunk from drinking, Farma thinks.

(But I wouldn't get drunk anyway...)

It's a body that hardly works with poison or medicine. I never got drunk, my memory never flew.

"Have you solved the student's misunderstanding?"

"Yes. You've managed to come to college. Dr. Eleonor went out with me."

"It's an instant to lose credibility no matter how well you perform"

Among other things, those who try to do something new always have the eyes of suspicion and suspicion around them. Bruno mouths the wine as he says so. Beatrice listened in silence.

"Has Emmerich Bauer been following you?"

"Yeah, well. But I know how he feels. I'm a child."

Pharma speaks in a self-derisive manner.

"He said he didn't have time. The next time I see him, I'm going to ask him more about it, which must have been one motive."

Emerich may have been in a hurry, Farma recalled.

"Even if you don't ask, Emmerich will come to you. I'll let you know so I can give you some answers."

Pharma snaps her neck in surprise at what Bruno knows.

"From what I've examined, he's historically famous, a man cursed by God and a man of blood."

One beat behind Bruno's words and Pharma parrots back.

"Curse, is it"

(... because that's the world)

"Well, my God! God bless him."

Beatrice had a gesture to pray to the patron saint when he heard it was a curse.

If it was a previous Pharma, it would have made me laugh at such an idiot, but there is divinity in this world, there are curses, there are evil spirits. So even if they say there's a curse, there's just no ingredient to deny it.

"Nevertheless, the evidence that he was cursed did not come out in my appraisal and examination. Emerich would have the same view as me because he is already a pharmacist. If you show the clergy to break the curse, the heretic inquisitor might be called..."

"Father, have you looked into it already?

If it is Bruno who uses a diagnostic technique by potion, it is said that a distinction can be made between whether it is a curse by evil spirits or a disease.

Differential diagnosis of whether it is an evil spirit or an illness.

Bruno accompanied himself with words, saying that it is a skill that the pharmacist who uses divine art in this world must be the best at.

"From the identity of the curse that affects Emmerich's clan, we must explore"

Bruno was leading the way. Bruno had ordered Emerich to submit a genealogy chart up to four generations ago, only because it was necessary for the admission process, on the condition that care would be taken not to spill it. If he is cursed, bringing that curse to college is a great risk above all else. Exploring the identity of the curse was also Bruno's responsibility for allowing Emerich to enroll, Bruno says. Indeed, examining the genealogy of his house was an essential task, making it necessary to hear it directly from Emerich.

"Is Bauer a pseudonym?"

Pharma roared when she saw the surname on the lineage chart.

His clan was not even out of the Kingdom of Prussia, but had its origins in the great nobility of the Kingdom of Spine. Correctly, it is Solé, the surname commonly found in the Kingdom of Spain.

"That's right. Having found out about him, I admitted that he would name his pseudonym. Emerich hides his true surname to escape the curse placed on his clan. … it's a bitter trick."

Pharma deduces Emerich's distress.

His clan became famous because of the curse, unable to remain in the Kingdom of Spine, and is believed to have fled to the Kingdom of Prussia.

"What is a curse?

"I hear it's a terrible thing. Any evil spirits are ineffective, twitchy and crazy within a year, no day or night, the body cramps, they say they will die as hard as they can in the end as they go mad, but the truth is in darkness. He has already lost most of his father and relatives to the curse. The house is falling, but he has a sibling. I want to save myself and my brothers from the fate of waiting. Thinking we don't have time is the ultimate thing."

Next to the name of the lineage diagram is usually marked with a symbol of the temple.

Those marked are the dead, but it was an unusual mark that Pharma had never seen. Pharma looked out.

"Is this mark… different from a normal death toll"

"Come on. It's a sign of death by evil spirits. It's not like normal death. The curse is an important event for the Temple, so it should not be deceived. Emmerich would have wanted to hide it, but he trusted me to disclose it."

My great-grandfather was cursed, and my great-grandfather's three sisters were cursed two out of three.

One was expelled because his divine vein did not open and he was a civilian, unknown off the lineage map.

My grandmother also died of a curse. My grandmother's five brothers, four cursed.

My father died of a curse, too. My father's brother, three out of four, died a curse. One surviving attribute is the water god/positive attribute.

And Emerich has five sisters and a brother. Emerich is the eldest son.

(So Emerich, 25, doesn't have time... I wonder if it's a curse that activates after his 40s, folks)

"It's spectacular..."

Farma felt painful.

All the patron saints of the cursed were drug gods, positive water attributes or positive wind attributes.

"All the cursed dead, the drug god was the patron saint, wasn't he?"

"That's right. I checked the old records and they also told me that the curse of the drug god... My chest aches as someone with the same attributes when I wonder how much prejudice his clan has been exposed to. Four generations ago, this state of affairs has been repeated even further back in the history books of the Kingdom of Spain."

(My chest hurts, too. what his clan did)

Pharma, who had the drug scepter in his hand, used the divinity and secrets of the drug god, had both holy marks, and was not shallow with the drug god, or seen from the medicine god himself and the temple, was all the more so.

(But you're crazy. I didn't see a black shadow in Emerich. if so, he is not cursed)

If evil spirits are taken and possessed, because of the sanctuary of Pharma called Salomon, evil spirits possessed by Emerich shall not come forth before Pharma.

Even if it was a great evil spirit not afraid of the presence of Pharma, it appears as a black shadow overlapping Emerich.

The shadows were not seen by Emerich.

"Besides, he used powerful divinity. Those who are cursed will not be able to use divine art... so you only pray that it is his thoughts"

To Pharma's opinion, um. and Bruno nods, adding to his wine appetite.

Bruno seemed to share the same view.

If I thought I couldn't hear Beatrice, I'd already fallen asleep on the couch.

"And I don't think he thinks it's a curse."

Farma said forcefully.

Emerich, like Bruno, made a differential diagnosis that distinguishes between a curse or a disease. There, I might have seen the result that it was negative. Alternatively, you would have experienced the protection of the drug god by being able to use powerful divinity yourself.

If it was a real curse, it was time for the drug scepter.

Not that I'm somewhat unsure about the purification of the curse.

But...... Pharma looks at Emerich's face photo and shakes his head saying it's not.

"Otherwise, I'm not coming to General Medical Pharmacy. He's a pharmacist, and he thinks it's sick"

"Well, if that's the case, even you who met Emmerich in person won't be diagnosed."

"I didn't know that at first glance."

Maybe I was making some serious missed. Farma thought.

When Pharma had sex with Emerich, she saw Emerich with her eyes. At that time he could not discover any disease, Emerich's body was even healthier and nowhere worse.

I had back pain at best. So Pharma bumps up one hypothesis.

(My eye doesn't see the patient's illness before the onset...)

If you don't get sick, Pharma won't know. Pharma's ability is activated for the first time when it occurs in humans who need to heal.

Until now, he thought he could see it even in a condition that had not developed, but it is likely.

I see Emerich, and I think I need to pursue him.

Regardless of preconceptions, every means must be used to connect and retain his raw time.

"It's Pharma. Can you break the” curse of the drug god "placed on his clan?

Bruno narrowed his eyes with interest. Curse doesn't mean as it is.

Pharma felt the unspoken message that she trusted her son.

"I'll try to solve it...... be sure. I'm his instructor."

Pharma returns just a few strengths.

"Besides, no matter what kind of divinity the drug god appeared before, I don't think that whatever Emerich's ancestors did to the drug god in the past would curse humans for generations. It's nonsense, such as punishing for generations. There is no sin in the offspring."

"Oh...... I want to believe that too. I want the curse to be a lie."

Bruno nodded and closed his eyes.

Leaving his head untidy while in a state of hand exploration, he thanked Bruno and borrowed a family chart to return to his bedroom.

Pharma looked at the genealogy diagram, stared at it, wrote something on the note paper, and thought of one possibility. That is, this is…….

"Lethal autosomal dominant hereditary disease...... isn't it?

Pharma slowly put her pen down in excitement, keeping her mind at bay.

And at the moment, even if Pharma's diagnostic eye doesn't diagnose the curse engraved in Emerich's genes, there may be a way to discover it before it does, stop the time bomb needle, and seal it up forever.

Um, in a lab where the other world and the present world are connected...