Parallel World Pharmacy

The gear of existed.

Pharma peeks into the gear mechanism. The structure is complex and massive, and beyond the mirrored floorboard appears to be a gravity-free space to see the behavior of debris drifting in the air in the narrow space of the gear.

Humans can't build and can't even design 's gear, which was obvious.

Pius' words seem, in part, to be true.

"Well, I guess you saw the gear in . I'll ask again in time. What the hell do you want to do with this gear that you have to keep turning divine power to power forever?"

Pius strictly questions Pharma's judgment.

Pharma opened her mouth without words wrapped around her.

"How do you estimate the temple? Whatever I do here, I guess that's just putting the problem ahead hundreds of years in the end, huh? Would it be inconvenient to see what happens for the moment?"

"There is no guarantee that the next patron saint will definitely come down, and I would ask you to solve the permanent problem if possible. As it is, I can also cause carelessness and become an evil spirit"

The word evil spirits popped out of Pius's mouth, and the empress, who was listening beside him, asked with dismay.

"Those left behind will have trouble, such as the Great Cleric's evil spiritualization. I need you to be more of an example."

When Pharma frowned as to whether he had misheard, Pius looked over at the rising underground cavity of the cold air. Pius' vain expression made him think of a lack of emotion.

"No, I'm still here. Most humans in the Holy Nation will not know. You know this story, every twelve years, the Great Cleric takes his place."

Pius, in large part, removed his collar and, when he returned his heels, showed his back to Pharma and the others. His morbidly blue-white skin was baked so extensively that it covered his back.

Ninety percent of the scars knitting the baking marks are discolored black, and the remaining ten percent are blue. Pharma gazes at the unusual sight. It was regarded as homogeneous to the Empress and Pharma's medicinal divine mark. An empress looking interested asks Pius frankly.

"What patron saint does this holy crest mean...?

"This is not a holy crest or anything. What bears the backs of a theocracy called the Melting Formation becomes the Great Cleric. On the Festival of the Dark Eclipse, this Divine Arts formation begins to move"

"What happens then? Starting to move."

Pharma asks early in the arrow succession.

"Divine power is not enough to move gears. If the lubricant is removed, the gear will wear out. It also requires lubricating oil."

Pharma read ahead of Pius' words and was stunned.

"This divine formation is meant to lube humans into the gear of . I guess I'll melt down, slip through this mirror, and moisten the invisible gear. And when I disappear, the high priest takes his place. I don't know who it is, but the one who bears the next melting formation becomes the Great Cleric.... I don't see any gear. I don't know much about this gear, but none of the great priests survived the dark eclipse day in history."

Pharma was confused, but the pivotal clerics around him also listened to Pius' remarks naturally. Pius is about to be crushed with his life by an inept mechanism.

Farma felt herself freezing.

To the confused Pharma, Pius connected the words as if to check the situation.

"The gear of must be real. As you can see."

(Is that what happened...)

From the time he met Pius, Farma had somewhat questioned that Pius was not strong in divinity by slipping through among the priests of the Holy Nation.

It is a world view that the stronger the divine power, the stronger the patron saint is.

Assuming that the divine power was all of his qualities as a high priest, it seemed reasonable for the high priest at the top of the Holy Nation to be inherited by those with the most divine power in the Holy Nation.

Pius apparently has a tragic history of being elected to the melting squad.

A similar circumstance as the Empress was engraved with the Fire Divine Print, but it was far from honorable.

The fate of waiting for Pius is harsher than that of the Empress.

"Either way, this will be my graveyard. I don't know what to thank you for. What, a killing landscape, but not bad. Talk to a lot of people."

The massive number of dead that Pharma was witnessing in this underground space.

It is the great priests of history who became spirits and were bound to the earth.

"I can't help but say to you, why did the Patron Saint create something like this?"

Pius sighed and murmured, not asking anyone.

Pharma did not even have the words to return to the question.

In the holy kingdom, faith in the patron saint is so faint that it becomes a high priest… it also solves its mystery. Seeing a melting formation without a piece of mercy and a recurring death of sacrifice, there can be no such thing as faith among high priests.

"I'm in trouble. Dear Pharmacist Pharma, Even though you possess unprecedentedly powerful divine powers, he says if you're not a patron saint, you don't even know about gear. Are you telling me you're just a person?"

Pharma just had to take Pius' disappointment.

"When will we meet a patron saint who knows the truth about this device? And why, must we continue to be swept by the curse worn by the patron saint? You want to know someday. I only rare when mankind will one day be freed from the rule in the name of the patron saint's grace"

Before he met Pius, Farma used Juliana as a pawn and imagined Pius, who had repeatedly targeted Farma's life, as a cold, cunning man.

It was furthermore suspicious in view of human morality that the Holy Nation was wearing Pius as a high priest.

But Pius' coolness was directed not only against others, but also against himself, and he was found to be the man who accepted the elusive fate and, as a living offering, let go of his own life.

"Mr. Pius...... what year did you say this was your first year in office? Maybe it will be that year soon."

When Pharma asked, Pius floated thirsty.

"It's surprising that you care about something like that, even if it's an act. As for the word and deed of the patron saint, who created a killing mechanism without such blood or tears, I remember the contradiction. You're gonna love this."

In her tenth year in office, the Empress said she had met with Pius, who was a high priest at the time of her reign, so the decade had finally passed.

The high priest replaces him every twelve years.

If that word is true, it will mean that Pius will also perish soon.

Pius shrugged.

"I'm half dead, equal to already dead. I think about this world after death."

"Tell me the time left! We need to solve the mystery of 's gear by then and stop the chain of tragedies and hatred......!

Pharma, from Pius, tried to hear the next dark eclipse, but Pius did not break his mouth.

"Don't pretend to pity me. That's enough."

"It's not pretending! When is the next Dark Eclipse!

After Pius is killed, someone is chosen again. The chain of nightmares continues. Pharma can think that this catastrophe must be stopped.

At that time, the kind of shock that pushes them up from their feet strikes the Pharmas, and they all fall apart.

(Earthquake ⁉ Big!

But if you look closely around you, the whole structure is not shaking. It wasn't an earthquake. While patrolling, the entire floor surface enters, and the mirror floor is crushed after a few seconds. Pius and the Empress, who were in the center of the space, danced to the spaces with the gears of .

(Out...... whoops!

Leaked air enters the vacuum, grabbing the two of them and flowing with fierce momentum.

Immediate death is inevitable as the floor completely falls out while everyone is thrown into the vacuum and crushed by the gear of at the same time as the fall.

Pharma, instantly judged, rolled out metal plates with substance production towards his feet. While reinforcing the collapsing floor surface, it regenerated and stopped the falling of the clerics, sliding his body into the vacuum from the cracked eye of the repairing plate, entering the interior of the gear mastery of .

Pius, who was sucked in first, struck directly at the biggest blade of 's gear and had already turned it into a meat mass. Though the empress was overwhelmed with instant death, she had begun to fall with fierce momentum toward the center of gear.

She opens her eyes, but is thrown into the universe and continues to fall ruthlessly. You can't use flames in a vacuum, that's how you shake your wand and try to use divinity.

Pharma kicked hard into the back of the metal plate as her whole body seemed to stiffen to the cold that engraved her, accelerating at once to reach her and grabbing that thin wrist.

As he stomped and rose, trying to get back from the gear side to the floor, Pharma stirs. The drug scepter had lost its lifting power.

(Become... the power! I can't go back ⁉)

On the contrary, divine power is missing from Pharma's entire body.

I'm not getting any strength.

It doesn't have the usual sense of tingling, where divine power is supplied from the meds.

Pharma herself had received spectacular gravitational pull from the centre, as if drawn inside the gear of . Farma goes all the way. The ingenuity of the whole gear also looks like a predator's jaw.

(No... no! be eaten!)

When Pharma can no longer resist gravity, Pharma and the Empress are wrapped in thin watery membranes, drifting through space. The interior of the follicle was warm, breathable, and the breath of the queen, who was choking, was preserved.

When Pharma was confused, she heard a quiet girl echoing into her follicles.

"Hey. You're here, come here."

"Are you...?

"The gear of seems to want a new sacrifice. But you shouldn't be here yet."

"Who are you? What the hell?"

Farma looks around again and looks for the Lord of the Voice, but he is nowhere to be found.

It's as if the follicles are willing.

"I was the last to be imprisoned here in a situation similar to yours... oh, I'm sorry. I'd like to introduce myself, but I forgot my first name. '

(No way......)

Pharma's intuition worked, saying he might be called the patron saint. Pharma recalls the preliminary knowledge he purchased from Salomon, saying that the last supposed patron saint was the girl of the agricultural god. A human being who is in a position similar to Pharma and has been worshipped as a patron saint... I mean, did this dead man come from Earth?

"Agricultural god...... right? Are you from Earth?

"Agricultural god, have you ever been called that way? I don't know anything called Earth. Anyway, I was summoned to this world as a god of agriculture, called to this gear and vanished. The residue here will soon melt. My self, the self of my predecessors, has already melted '

Voices don't feel the thirst for raw at all. It conveys how creepy you are in conversation with the dead.

"Has that tomb guard sent in the human pillars from the outside world again? This device will not stop once it begins to move. He keeps driving with the patron saint of sacrifice and the soul of man, but he wants you so badly '

Her story is full of irrationality and mystery, and Farma is so unacceptable.

Pharma and the Empress were helped by her, but Pius died instantly. Pharma asks him if he is going to miss this opportunity.

"Why did you help me? And who is the tomb guard?

"We are creating this world, on the one hand, we are bankrupting it and repairing what is about to break. Don't you remember? [M] Who let you go into this world?

Pharma traces his memory. Not long before I woke up from a lightning strike. From the dark, he was found. It's like I remember him wrapped up in some kind of hand, too. However, the memory of being in a dark place was terribly vague, and the scene was fragmentary and abstract. Pharma shakes her head as if to correct her memory brace and speaks to an invisible being.

"Can't you stop this device? ⁉"

'You may be able to resist the tomb guard, but you can only stop it by destroying this world. It seems that this universe parasitizes into many universes with countless and shares complex causes and consequences. If one of us collapses while we're connected... you can imagine what happens'

"Oh no... the earth too"

'That's what I'm talking about. Is the world you were in Earth? [M] Was there any divinity there? "

"None."

'I guess so. This divine art is convenient, but it's yours... Oh, it seems like time has come. Go back to the ground. From here on out, I was watching what you've done in this world. You must not come here yet. [M] Might touch the tomb guard's scales, but this time let's help'

"Thank you...... Um!

After that, no matter how much Pharma called underground, there was no response from her.

The Follies carried Pharma and the Empress to the ground so that they could slip through the floor.

"Dear Farma!

Salomon helped me wake up Pharma. The empress lay on the spot because she was sober and conscious. The clerics, left over from the metal plate, were evacuated to the spiral staircase and made a scene.

"Why did this floor collapse...! I've never heard of this."

"I didn't focus too much on God! Where are you going...!

"That's it... Pius Sacred is dead"

Pharma told the werewolf pivotal clerics the facts by laying down some of them. There would be suspicion that Pharma had murdered Pius, but there was nothing we could do.

Pius was instant dead after crashing into the gear of .

Beyond the space, the divine arts were unusable, full of help to the fallen empress later, and Pius could not be rescued.

The pivotal clerics, who had no hands or feet on the floor collapse, had no choice but to drink Farma's story. If Pharma hadn't hit the floor back with material creation, they could all have died, and it's true that the clerics couldn't help Pius. Farma looked over at them all and said.

"Let's get back on the ground...... it's dangerous here, I think we should seal it"

Farma made sure that the empress, still unconscious, was breathing and had her carried to the ground. As Pharma was going up the stairs from behind them, a red burn mark on the Empress's back jumped into his eyes.

(There was no such burn on his sire... what⁉)

Pharma activates the eye exam as a trick. Then I saw exactly under her dress… it was the same melting formation Pius showed me earlier.

The melting party that Pius bore disappeared and moved on to the Empress.

"Your Majesty...! No way, to the next sacrifice......!

Pharma recalls the death of Pius. He wasn't just crushed to death, melted to death by the melting squad.

Will the Empress be safe in the next dark eclipse...

…━━…━━…━━…

"I see a lot of evil spirits today..."

"Hey...... it's been such a long time. That's weird."

About Ellen Blanche, who was on a trip to the baron's mansion on the outskirts of Teito, has Ellen and the horse walking side by side. This visit hit the first case Ellen had seen in years.

I'm a real evil spirit possessor. Having seen through at first sight, Ellen expelled the evil spirit from the patient, and with Ellen's divine art, the evil spirit was driven away and vanished into the darkness of the forest. Ellen was out of divine power and in need of recovery. She was just, like, exhausted.

On her way home, she found evil spirits following old women on their way to farming. I guess I'm about to be possessed by her. Ellen pulled out her cane.

"" Prohibited waters! ""

A droplet released from Ellen's wand surrounds the evil spirit and cuts open the evil spirit. But I can't maintain the technique as I thought it would be out of divinity. Evil spirits dispersed, as if surprised by Ellen's divine art.

Ellen, who is not a cleric, cannot use purifying divinity, so she cannot completely purify the evil spirit. Getting rid of it is bad at best.

"I can't believe I'm going to use my wand so much... I can't help it"

"Dr. Eleonor, what should I do, I'm frightened?"

"Blanche has to fight, too."

"Aye...... but -"

How many eyes is this? In the past few days, there has been an increase in the appearance of evil spirits possessed and evil spirits in Imperial Capital.

The priests of the Temple of Imperial Capital are strengthening patrols and purifying them one by one, but they seem to be catching up. When she sent Blanche home and back to the pharmacy, the gates of the otherworldly pharmacy were closed and many Medicis saint knights had gathered to strengthen their security.

"Temporarily closed? No, why ⁉"

Ellen swings between them and rushes into the pharmacy.

Then, there was no vandalism in the store, and Cedric and Celst and the cleaners cleaned up broken glass and medicine bottles scattered throughout the store. Selst noticed and spoke to Ellen.

"Dear Eleonor, welcome back, Mr. Charlotte...! It's upstairs!

"Lotte, what's wrong ⁉"

As Ellen ran upstairs, Lotte was sleeping in the upstairs treatment room, surrounded by Roger and Rebecca looking serious and escorted. Ellen runs over to Lotte's side.

"Lotte, what's wrong with you, blue-faced? Are you sick?

Even as Ellen asks, the pharmacists are looking at each other.

Then, always bright Roger opened his mouth in pain.

"The evil spirit possessor came into the store and attacked Mr. Lotte, who spoke to him. Come here, Sita. Mr. Lotte, you got bitten and you got hurt, Sita."

"How could...!

The Saint Knight, the gatekeeper of the de Medicis family, and Roger, and Cedric fought with evil spirit possession and divinity, in the meantime letting Tom boy go to the temple for support. A priest from the Temple of the Imperial Capital, who had rushed in contact with the outbreak of the Evil Spirit, said he had applied purifying divinity to Cedric and Roger, as well as to the Evil Spirit hunted down by the Holy Knight. Fortunately, those possessed by evil spirits were safe and remembered nothing.

The clerics say they have been hiccupied all over the Imperial City over the past few days. Chief Cleric Comb led the Empress to the Holy Nation, so there were only about five clerics left in the Temple of Imperial Capital, and he asked for reinforcements to the Holy Nation.

Ellen sees a bloodless lotte and wolves. Lotte had her neck muscle bitten by evil spirit possession and had been treated appropriately.

"Did you put a purifying chant on Lotte's wound? I let him drink the curse potion ⁉ soon ⁉ and then, what are you doing... yes, he bit me, didn't he? The wound cleaning and antibiotics!

"I did the purifying divinity! Antibiotics were also administered prophylactically at Roger's discretion, as the wound started to have fever. The curse potion was formulated by Mr. Celst."

Rebecca nods forcefully. When you are hurt by evil spiritual possession, the procedure is to make you drink the purifying chant and the cursing potion. Still, some people don't help because the curse turns on their bodies.

Half of the cause of that curse, Ellen has determined, be it an infection.

The part-time pharmacists were doing their job as traditional theologians and pharmacists that they had forgotten.

Another job that primary, secondary pharmacists and aristocratic doctors who can use theology have done besides healing their patients. It was a battle to see through the evil spiritual possessions that seemed sickly ill, and to save the lives of those who were scolded and harmed.

"Lotte...... oh my god"

"It means that if you don't wake up by tomorrow, the clergyman will come and do additional divinity. I'm on all the time today. I also skipped contacting the de Medicis family. Dear Palais, if you formulate a cure that works well for you."

Rebecca said she would take on Lotte's nursing. It's a temple that was making disturbing moves against Pharma, but when things happen, I kind of say, the Temple of Imperial Capital protects its citizens.

"Master Eleonor, have you seen the first floor?

"Yeah, Rebecca. Looks like it was a tough fight."

"What's in the pharmacy is safe. As you can see the ones in the store. Evil spirits have come, so what's in the store may have been tarnished. When the store owner isn't here... why not?"

"Farma, you're not the only one. His Majesty and the Chief Cleric are absent. Looks like we went back in time."

Maybe, and Ellen got annoyed.

(Farma, because you're not in Empire City?

No, that's not all. Farma had left the capital for a week or so, traveling back and forth from Merseil territory and around the country. Still, there's never been such a freak before. I've never been out in a place as far away as the Holy Nation for a long time... There is an anomaly going on. Go to the Holy Land and be guided by Pharma, who accompanied the Empress.

(Until now, the evil spirit of the Empire, crushed by your mighty divine power that had affected the entire Empire, seemed extinct... it is gushing and coming out. What do you mean?)

Ellen thought. If the evil spirits didn't disappear because Pharma was in the Empire and surrounding countries, he just couldn't come out......

"But the Temple of Imperial Capital still has its treasures..."

The temple's treasure was supposed to form a sanctuary that would keep the evil spirits away. Is the sanctuary broken? Then I hit my hand as Roger remembered.

"Mr. Cleric, you are now saying that your treasure has been stolen, Sita. So that we are taking a new treasure from the Holy Land, Death."

"Er ⁉ How could you do this at a time like this!

Ellen exclaims. Where the Temple was poorly guarded, it was stolen.

The treasure room had more than one earthfoot on it, so it was a burglary.

"Farma, you, Juliana, and Lady Salomon, go with Your Majesty to the Holy Land. Right now, there are only five priests in the Imperial capital. Treasure is theft... already..."

Ellen's prediction is that there are only five Shinto clerics who can use purifying divinity.

Worst case scenario. Ellen must stare out and run for her mouth.

"I'm gonna shake you back."

Thus again, the days spent frightened by evil spirits may have come to the citizens of the Empire -.

Ellen was feeling fear creeping up from the core of her body.