Parallel World Pharmacy

On the outskirts of the Kingdom of Elvetia, Pharma and Comb, who expelled the evil spirits of the Temple of Messeno, immediately turned back to the village inhabited by Emma's family, where they joined Salomon and Juliana, the Holy Knights, in the village.

Salomon and Juliana were responding to the seemingly anxious residents. Farma shows up there and speaks up.

"Are there any more anomalies? The patron shrine's theology team has been restored, but what happened?"

"Yeah, the temple functions have returned, and the outbreak of evil spirits has calmed down. Now the villagers are going to be able to go home."

"But we've been watching this village for a while, just in case."

They were alert to the village until morning, and it would be sensible for the Empress to join the Empress as she passed through the streets, thus remaining a step on the spot. Farma was to turn back alone to report to the Empress that the path was passable.

"Then I come to Your Majesty to report that the path to this village is safe."

"You're coming back with a drug scepter, you're in wise judgment"

When Juliana observed, Salomon made a proposal that went one step further.

"You should go straight back to Imperial City. In this situation… I wonder if the Empire is in the same situation"

"Right. After reporting to Your Majesty, I will hurry to the Imperial capital on that foot with your forgiveness."

"How are you safe? Good luck."

"Thank you, thank you for this opportunity"

Juliana held up Pharma's hand and held it with both hands, gesturing in such a way that she could pray. Pharma felt in that hand her slight divine power.

Pharma carries a new drug scepter, gives divine strength and buoyancy, and rises high in the night sky as it is, cleaving the clouds.

Looking up at the moon, the goal is under a line of empress.

Underneath you can see the lights of a private house flashing on the streets, sparse.

I see the destination. He descends a little further away to avoid the eyes and joins a line of queens who were resting in an inn along the street.

The Empress did not even change into her bedtime clothes, and awaited Pharma's return, sober with Clara and the others.

Farma informed the Empress of the safety of Emma's village along with reports of her return, explaining how the guardian temple was held hostage by evil spirits and how she had dealt with evil spirits. The empress, who had heard information from the temple that evil spirits were occurring, took a serious turn.

"The temple, he said, was sealing what was evil because of its treasures. If the treasure doesn't work anymore, it's a tricky thing."

"Yes...... May I be involved in that, Your Majesty, and return me to the Empire City as a matter of urgency? The Imperial capital has a large guardian temple."

Clara, who was listening to the story aside, interrupts in front of the empress, flat down next to Pharma and adds to it.

"Your Majesty, I would like to give you a decree."

Clara complained directly to the Empress that she had received the revelation that Pharma should be returned to the Empire as soon as possible. The Empress allowed Clara to gain momentum.

"What's happening in Imperial City?

"I'm going to make sure of that with my eyes. If the Protective Temple of the Imperial Capital had fallen due to the outbreak of evil spirits, I don't think it would be in the usual way."

"But if it's happening simultaneously and multiple times, I don't think that's the only thing I can stop... there it is. There will be only one way to stop this scourge."

The empress grew pale as she understood the words.

"On the other back, there is the same thing that Pius would have borne to be a melting formation. Look at this."

I guess she confirmed it with her own eyes. Turning her back on Pharma and explaining the shape of the melting formation with precise dictation, she was tough and rinsy as if she had accepted everything.

Farma asks for the Empress's next word without finding a word to speak.

"If evil spirits are occurring everywhere due to the absence of the Great Cleric, the only thing left to be given this mark is to become the Great Cleric. Didn't I?"

The story that those who bore the melting line were exerting the effect of maintaining the theological formations of the temples around the world to ground the evil spirits was not firmly in the queen's ear because Pharma had paid careful attention.

But no matter how much she hid, looking in the mirror, and seeing Pius' melting formation, I guess she was exploring future action.

Pharma realized that she knew the facts and secretly thought of them.

"Your Majesty, you must not return to the Holy Nation. His Majesty may have fallen into the gear of with Pius at that time."

The Great Cleric is destined to be killed as lubricant for the gear of .

If we return to the Holy Land, it is inevitable that one day she will be invited to the gear of and will be its bait. As for Pharma, I wanted her to stay away from the threat at all, having borne the melting squad. There is no safe place anywhere in the world, but nevertheless, the Holy Nation awaits the most danger.

But behind Pharma's concerns, the Empress seems to have strong feelings.

"I didn't say you'd be the exclusive high priest of the Holy Nation. It's only a joint service with Emperor Saint Fleuve."

that the emperor, a secular authority, and the supreme authority of the clergy are identical.

Pharma recalls that the proposal is unprecedented in this world, but it was a concept that was often revealed in Earth history.

"Are you saying that the Holy Nation... will be annexed?

"Put it down now. I don't think I can take that chance. The Holy Nation must drink."

That's the only way, as the Empress says, but as long as the Empress has the will to hold a high priest, I know that's a bad idea.

Pharma took the life of Pius, a pitiful sacrificial predecessor high priest, before his eyes.

If you're alone with Pharma, you can't lose the empress.

The gear of craves new sacrifices and gives them sacrifices as the gear craves them, which is no different than before. Pharma spins ideas for the opening, but it's a dark search.

"In that case, we must hurry to the Holy Nation."

The Empress intends to compel the Holy Nation to annex, subject to her appointment and concurrent duties as a high priest.

But Pharma put it away.

"Please wait. I will go around trying to make sure His Majesty doesn't do that. Be good for your gear, let's get this done. Trust me."

The memory of the girl of the previous agricultural god who remained in the gear of taught me, the existence of a tomb guard.

♪ What's creating this world, breaking it, fixing what's about to break ♪

If the tomb guard let Pharma go into this world with some intent, is it something that I would definitely do as I wish? Turn away thoroughly, and I don't want to lose anyone anymore.

"Melting formation is an infection. It's not a curse or anything. Then let me treat His Majesty in my duties. It is my primary job as an attending pharmacist to help Your Majesty in his health. Among them."

Pharma took the drug scepter and told him to look into the eyes of the anxious empress.

"Including protecting Your Majesty's life."

…━━…━━…━━…

Leaving under the Empress, Pharma crosses the four core new drug sceptre.

Fly to speed and go over the Empire City.

The time is 5: 00 AM.

On the road, Pharma overlooked the anomalies occurring on the ground from above.

As we approach the imperial capital, the darkness deepens and the fog thickens, and it becomes domed with black fog.

"You have a sense of sight. What's happening all over the continent?

Pharma brakes vigilantly over.

Winds over the Empire contain moisture, warm and occasionally unnatural gusts blow up. Between the fogs, I saw darkness. All the fog seems to be generated from evil spirits, and the spectacular night view of the Imperial capital has changed, surrounded by a horrible atmosphere as if it had turned into an abandoned capital.

(Clara's right...... I hope it's not too late yet. Is anyone there?)

”Eye Examination”

Pharma was feeling her heart beat as her blood drew from her whole body.

The accuracy is coarse and the whole of Teito is visited. When viewed from above, we can grasp the human condition in the building.

But there were few people left in the city's buildings, shops, and houses, and they remained quiet.

(I can't find a living person, where have the citizens gone?

The faces of Lotte, Ellen, family, and pharmacy staff depend on the back of the brain. Will they be safe? I don't even want to think about it if it wasn't. Pharma keeps her eyes open as she approaches to swim in the fog.

Looking carefully, the blue light pops in one part of the Empire City.

"Imperial Pharmaceuticals. Someone's here."

Pharma is about to loosen the thread of tension during the bundle. The eyes were on the premises of Imperial Pharmaceutical University, capturing signs of living humans.

There are still quite a few people left if we try to get close to it from the air, and it looks like the majority are safe.

Pharma plays the drug scepter, trying to jump into the fog, and approaches to make sure people are safe visually. In the walled corridor of Imperial Pharmaceuticals there were figures of theological users who continued to beat down countless evil spirits in theology trying to jump into college.

Did they diminish their divine power, like a rag and look like a snag?

Pharma immediately provided their cover as they descended onto the wall where they were.

”Endangered Sanctuary."

The tip of the wand flashes and at the same time a clear gust of wind rushes through the atmosphere.

The fog of evil spirits incited by Pharma's divine art is dispersed. The evil spirits who had wrapped the university in black were dispensed with, and the transparent night sky appears cut round.

The poor glow of the restored moonlight illuminated them brightly.

"Who!

"What, the light now! Are you new?"

Misunderstood Pharma's divinity as an enemy attack, and some divinity users have instantly fought back. Pharma reacts quickly and easily scatters the fireballs unleashed by the divine use of fire into the atmosphere.

Approaching an altitude of about five meters, he noticed Pharma approaching. Pharma spoke first.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you all right? It's me, it's not suspicious. Farma de Medicis."

"Professor!"

"Aren't you Professor Farma!

"How come from above! Speaking of which, it wasn't accompanied by His Majesty ⁉"

Significant cheers are also received from officials and students who were up the stairs and corridors. The joyful voice came from Emerich and Josephine, as well as from a group of faculty.

Witness Emerich floating Pharma in the sky and laugh at what's wrong.

"It's still flying divinity, not leaping! The professor uses the art of innovation."

Analysis of Pharma coming down from the sky using divinity beyond the scope of the four attributes suggests that's what happened in Emerich. Pharma listens and reserves the question and asks those who were on the spot in a calm tone.

"This is later, let me know what's going on."

"Ha, ha. The divine forces that were stretching along the outer walls broke down, the evil spirits pushed us endlessly, but neither of us was able to stand up any more, and we were on the defensive side of the war."

"It helped the professor push back the evil spirit! This will hold for a while."

Josephine runs his mouth and Emerich gives his thanks.

The divine power that a divine artist can use in a day is determined, if he loses his divine power, he can only use small moves and become a firepower. Pharma sensibly understands the condition to be similar to that of an MP cut wizard. Because no situation was envisaged where evil spirits emerged on a large scale, or most divine use is not resistant to melee warfare.

Pharma made a glass of ice and filled it with divine water to distribute to the divine artists who were draining their throats and slamming it because of the continuous chanting. To the consolation between the bundles, they look like they've come back to life.

"Phew, the professor's water, it's extraordinarily better than usual!

"When and where is this evil spirit springing from?

"I don't know for sure, but it seems to have sprung up from downtown Teito. After midnight, it's spread all over the Empire..."

"Well, where are the citizens of Imperial City?

Pharma is driven by anxiety as he asks. Imperial capital because of the decomposition. I care about the safety of the people he has been close to.

"I think we're evacuating the city of Lambue"

When we heard that the citizens of Imperial City were safe from evacuation, Pharma finally felt alive.

"But how do we get through this fog of evil spirits? I think it's dangerous to go outside, even if you're a god."

"On that, in order to protect the citizens of Imperial City from evil spirits, General de Medicis has formulated the psychic drug Habaritour to distribute it sequentially to all the citizens of Imperial City. In turn, we travel on foot to the city of Lambue under the shelter of divine artists, all night long, from citizens who have received psychotropic medicines. We attract evil spirits here so that there is no chaser, while at the same time we are thoroughly protecting the citizens on the property. The palace knights have laid a similar line of defense."

"Psychotropic pills...... habaritool? My father banned you?

"Yes. Seems so."

Pharma was surprised by the unexpected advent of Taboo.

Other faculty members who were on the spot on Josephine's behalf connect words.

"It's forbidden, but I hear it didn't work. It's a formula that pays for the lifetime divine power of the five gods."

"Professor Casper's divine line seems to have been crushed in order to make up for the lack of divine power, with four directors in charge."

"We also volunteered to give divine power… the General Commander did not forgive us after considering the risk of failure"

Those who were there alternately communicate the feats of Bruno and Casper. Some of them were either extremely impressed or tearful. It's as if they care about the shock of Pharma, their son.

Nevertheless, Bruno had originally excelled in divine power, but I fear he had ample quartet.

(In exchange for Mr. Bruno and Professor Casper's Divine Veins......)

Pharma, to be honest, is not familiar with the prohibition line.

If the Pharma boy before the Pharmacopoeia was possessed had no knowledge, he had never learned from Ellen or Bruno, nor had Pharma been actively examined. Because Pharma had negatively captured the theological pharmacy that required a price.

Farma was shocked that Bruno used a ban in exchange for Professor Casper's divine line.

Farma intended to communicate modern medicine widely so that she did not have to use divine arts.

However, I can poke at the fact that theological pharmacy in this world has been handed down as a special effect on evil spirits and lacked all knowledge of them.

Bruno's inability to cope with theological pharmacy and the use of the ban was a telling story of a circumstance.

The collapse of divine veins and the loss of divine power would mean the loss of all the privileges conferred upon us as nobles and the fall to the civilian population. Bruno's cleanliness in failing to take into account his own privilege and loss of authority is commendable. Pharma finally turns a blind eye to the gravity of what has happened.

Citizens of Imperial City said they moved to the neighboring city, but on foot it's a broken bone distance. But I guess I couldn't have said that either. Habaritour has the effect of keeping the evil spirits out for a few days, so he wanted to escape from the Imperial capital, which fell into the hands of the evil spirits before it expired.

In a short exchange, Pharma grasped the minimum situation.

Believe that some of the escapees also include Farma's family, pharmacy staff, and acquaintances.

"It mainly involves the wounded and sick who have no means of mobility, who cannot walk, who are weak."

"That's more weird than I imagined. So we need a defensive theology team to protect this place."

"Yes, Habaritour is only a spirit medicine that prevents evil spirits from entering your body, and if you are pushed by a huge number of evil spirits in this situation where the divine arts have not risen either...... sorry we stayed in this university too are safe"

"If that's the case. Josephine, I'll do my best."

Pharma grabbed the pattern of the wand Josephine was carrying from above her hand and let it stand.

She blushes at Pharma's bold behavior and looks like she's eaten.

"So what?

"I'm not familiar with the Divine Arts formation, I want you to form the right Divine Arts formation because I lend you divine power!

"Ha, ha."

Pharma gives them instructions. The divine power of Pharma is received through the wand, which shows a different luminescence. Pharma supplies her with divine power, careful not to destroy her wand.

Josephine looks at his sceptre as if it were not mine, with a groan.

"What a strong divine power, if you fail, every sorcerer is going to disappear"

"I'm controlling you not to do that, so calm down."

She is urged by Pharma to convert divine power into divine art with a trembling voice and proclaim an activated chant.

"" The winds of the heavens, the living, go inside, not the dead. ""

"" The Sacred Realm of the Wind God! ""

Josephine's wand unleashed a blue-white, shining hurricane into heaven.

It forms a complex vortex of airflow, and while it is loosened up, the outer walls are covered by the wind walls of the Divine Arts formation. The power of the divine arts, which were based on Pharma's divine power, was intense, and the wind defensive divine arts rose instantly in a state of stability.

"This is such a wide area theocracy formation! Just by myself!

Josephine passed by surprise, with a look of fear. Pharma lets go of Josephine's wand and leaves.

"One after another."

Farma did not rest his hands, put his hands on each and every wand that was on the spot, activated a wide variety of theological formations, and consolidated the defensive line as a cornerstone guard. In particular, the divine use of the medicine god as the patron saint and the divine power of Pharma were well compatible, and Emerich and others were able to multiply their output several times compared to others, and the person was astonished.

Pharma and their collaboration made not one evil spirit drifting around the university intrusive.

"Eight Divine Arts formations are now up at the same time. The duration is roughly a day."

"In the meantime, we have to deal with the evil spirits of the Empire."

"The professor had so much divine power, didn't he? What is happening to the professor's divine vein?"

Ask like Josephine is incredible. Farma didn't want much prying, so he deceives, "Well, there's a lot going on".

"But using so much divine power to touch your body... it's not like I've used up my whole life"

A worried faculty member forced Pharma to grip without bringing two divine power meters to say whether or not.

Then both of the divine dynamometer indicators shook off the gauge, and the top edge bounced off and cracked.

"Eh."

The divine dynamometer has a scale that can be used according to divine power, each with a scale that measures divine power for life and usable divine power by day.

What the faculty had was a 100,000 scale and a 10,000 scale divine dynamometer, and the 100,000 scale was used by the Empress class, which would have been a preliminary one.

The destruction of the 100,000 scale means that it exceeds the divine power of the Empress, and there will no longer be a divine power gauge in this world that can measure the divine power of Pharma. Everyone will have a flashing face except Emerich, who found out that fact. Emerich, who had confronted Pharma directly, just gently tied his lips to see if there was any surprise.

"Is it a malfunction?"

Pharma muttered a word at an excused pace while thinking it was a detour, but there was no way the word was accepted.

"You'll be fine here for a while. I'm going to the temple."

"Ah, there's an agreement to stay away from the temple.... Professor Farma!

Farma left the spot to them and jumped from the top of the walls surrounding the university to the city with great help. Josephine and the others screamed, but there was no sign of Pharma when he ran over to the abyss of the wall and peered downstairs.

The moment he jumped, Pharma passed divine power through the drug scepter and allowed it to burst intact to return to the flying posture again. I can't waste my time.

From his experience at the Temple of Mezeno, Farma first decided to retain the patron temple of the Imperial capital.

I recall Comb's story that if there is a massive anomaly in the Imperial capital, the temple's theological formations are likely to be broken. Pharma aims in the direction of the patron temple of the imperial capital in a straight line and reaches above.

Indeed, the Guardian Temple was surrounded by ever-darker mists of density more than the Temple of Messeno. Pharma hits the temple more directly than just now with a chunk of divine power, blowing up the evil spirits that had been covered in mist.

The evil spirit who recognized Pharma began to move slowly as if to avoid Pharma.

Pharma calmly, unchanging, rains and tracks divine art and kicks black fog.

The superficial layers of the patron temple under Pharma's divine power revealed the circuits of the Divine Arts formation and began to regain light. A bird's eye view from the open revealed a large number of people falling around the temple.

If you look through the eye, everyone is dead with no life response.

Was it the divine use who lost all his life in the battle against evil spirits, or the priests who tried to protect the temple? There was also Pharma's discerning face.

Pharma looks out at the temple windows and entrances and exits, where fluid-shaped evil spirits are gushing out.

"We need to restore the Divine Arts and put down the treasure."

Pharma steps inside the temple, which became the vent of the evil spirit, as he cuts off the evil spirit. Hit the divine power on the evil spirits that gush out endlessly, so that they can push it back in. The structure of the guardian temple of the Imperial capital, which I had stepped into several times, was in my head without a scratch.

He reverses through the more dense corridors of air and traces the source of the evil spirits. By the way, the temple passage is heavily drilled, the rubble piles up, and the scaffolding sucks.

Through there, you enter the wide cathedral of the Temple of Imperial Capital.

Inside the diocese there was a tornado from the bottom of the altar, which was destroyed and the bodies of the priests folded.

Luxurious ornaments and mosaic walls are worn and unbroken.

He first tried to repair the ceiling wall and the divine formation carved on the floor. Fortunately, the theological formation of the Temple of Imperial Capital can be deduced in a symmetrical fashion, so I write up the theological formation to make up for the stripped part. If we looked at the theological formation in an electronic circuit, we could not even sensibly understand what things to make up for where.

I didn't think I was going to rely on the evil spirits themselves, but if I heard that it would have lasting effects, I would have to use it efficiently. Because continued use of the epidemic sanctuary at last will not be a sure defense. It continues to repair with all its heart, and when it is completed, the divine power at once runs through the interior of the Guardian Temple, and the sanctuary rises.

"Okay, I'm back! And then stabilize."

Pharma screwed the center of the divine formation, directly beneath the resting altar of the treasure, when he put in enough divine power to unplug and pack one of the nuclei of his staff ID. Make this a nucleus for resting as a treasure and sustainably supplying divine power. The staff ID is the key to the example lab, so you can no longer enter or leave the other world, but you can't replace your belly on your back. Upon reviving the Divine Arts formations and resting their secret laws, the evil spirits vanished so that the interior of the temple was filled with light strips and crushed by divine powers full of fields.

First we control the source of the outbreak, then we destroy each evil spirit that is occurring throughout the Empire.

And when Pharma left the temple simulating, he looked at the front of the boulevard and stood still.

There's something here.

In his eyes, no visual anomaly is visible. However, only great discomfort exists as if the space located directly in front of it was distorted. The moment Pharma gazed at its coordinates, time seemed frozen.

Exactly the same feeling I experienced inside the gear of ......

(giant...... ⁉)

During the paused time, we saw the shadow of a black hooded giant walking loosely and loosely down Empire Avenue. Will there be an overall length of 100 meters in the estimate?

It seemed so to him, a shadow giant gently going for somewhere in the streets of the Empire.

(I know this guy... this guy brought me into this world)

Have you noticed Pharma's gaze?

The black giant turned slightly more of Pharma, but nothingness just spread in the hood, and there was no entity.

When Pharma was perceived, the giant turned and slowly walked away into the mist.

As the giant disappeared, the imperial moment began to move again.

"That's the tomb guard."

Pharma thought of the words that came naturally out of his mouth and quietly stunned him.

"I knew that."

Called the Agricultural God by the people of this world, I recall the words left behind when the Lady of the Girl, who was dedicated and melted herself in the gear of , helped Pharma. "" Helping you may touch the tomb guard's scales "" After her residue vanished and Pharma was helped in exchange, it is presumed that in countries all over the continent, including the imperial capital, the temple has lost its function, the evil spirits have overflowed, and many victims have emerged.

As if to plunge Pharma into despair, we witness the arrival of a grave guard who sweeps through disaster in the imperial capital, and a fierce sense of self-reproach impels us.

Is it my fault,?

"Maybe this is the result of my help? Because I was sacrificed and not brushed. Because I helped... instead of me, there are so many victims"

A being that offers the patron saint of sacrifice and continues to drive the gear of with the soul of man.

An invisible being that mows only the number of lives that Pharma has saved, runs freely through the space-time continuum, and lurks in the narrows of an invisible dimension.

There are administrators in this world who administer and control time and space.

Pharma is tasting something called despair. I didn't think I could resist that.

Pharma's divine power and numerous cheat abilities are also sumptuous before that.

But this is the centenary of what we encountered here, and at the same time it brings the thought.

I don't know when I'll be able to capture the tomb guard after I miss this opportunity. If they escape to the grave guard, the damage will follow a further path of expansion.

The odds are completely zero. It may be like poking at God, but Pharma stirred up nonetheless.

"Let them get away with it -!

When Pharma could carry only one drug scepter, he jumped to a grump, jumping across the space where the gradual debacle was repaired and sticking his scepter out. The core of the world's greatest treasure, the drug scepter, does not miss the crack, but runs through the cracks and opens up the space.

Time in this world restarts.

Pharma rips apart the satchel of space, jumps out into the world behind him and raids the tomb guard.

The tomb guard who collapsed the world under one blow looked back without panic. Without turning around, Pharma devours a blow all over the void in the hood with a wand wrapped in divine power.

I grabbed the tomb guard's clothes and punched him. The response was light, and I think Pharma's attack slipped through.

"Damn......!

At the moment of the attack, he was deflected from phase. I felt that way.

The tomb guard's appearance remained completely invisible and Pharma was revealed to the original world.

(Did it arrive... ⁉)

I couldn't even find a space breakdown this time, even eating down to open up the space again. Pharma's hand in contact with the tomb guard grabbed in some of the things that constituted the primitive body of the tomb guard, which eventually turned into a crystalline stone with an obsidian glow.

(The crystal stone was packed with memories... it seems worth analyzing this)

Pharma heard the activated sound of divine art on earth as it was thrown out into the sky to stir it up and become a cone.

A powerful divinity seems to have been activated on earth.

When divine power reached the altitude where Pharma was, he felt signs of flutter and Ellen's divine power in the surgery.

Its sober and sweet signs drive Pharma's consciousness.

"Ellen!?"

Pharma opens her eyes as she grabs the wand and heads to another world pharmacy.

In the meantime, ice wall divinity, which was also trying to cover the pharmacy, was destroyed by evil spirits and was still about to collapse.

As Pharma plunged and stepped into the first floor of the pharmacy trying to crack the front door, Ellen was surrounded by countless human-shaped evil spirits that materialized from the black fog, under simultaneous attack and were still being hunted down as she carried out her divine art.

"Go away!"

When Pharma waves one hand in anger, all the evil spirits that were in the pharmacy disappear.

Ellen fell on the floor in front of the dispensary and breathed with her shoulders. Pharma rushes out to help her wake up. What she stood up to and bound multiple times and locked inside the ice wall to protect was the dispensary and the drug history and medical records. It also goes with the precious reagents that Pharma brought home from laboratories in different worlds.

(No way, for this reason...... Ellen risked her life)

"Ellen! Ellen, hold on!

"Mr. Farma... I'm back..."

Pharma called upon Ellen, disappointed and powerless.

Don't hesitate to run when things happen. I don't care what happens to the pharmacy. Pharma should have told them that. But I guess Ellen didn't think so, she also returned this to her temperament.

"There's no way I can get away with this. There's a lot of irreplaceable stuff here."

"I can make the medicine again, so I just need to hear the medical records and the drug history again. Please, take care of your life."

"But, Pharma, I brought it back from Holy Springs with the thought of you dying, some medicines you won't be able to make in this world. I know how many lives it saves."

"... Ellen"

I couldn't say it back. Ellen is right. Ellen knew it was worth it as a substance, or more, of what was here. But Pharma has something to tell you.

that Ellen is much more important than those things.

"Keep doing what you do… should… do…"

Ellen spits out interruptedly. Pharma, who noticed that his voice was trembling, hugs Ellen all the time. Breathing seems to wheeze, skin is cold and moist.

"Ellen?"

Pharma realizes she didn't just drain and run out of strength. Warm things tucked together in Pharma's hand that turned on her back.

Pharma pulls her hand and is blinded by its colour.

It was a good amount of blood gushing out of her back.

Seeing a fragment of the lens of the glasses on the floor, Pharma followed it with her gaze and discovered it was a great deal of blood.

"No more... no more help... from"

Ellen smiled with a blushing look and put her hand on Pharma's cheek.

"It's okay, Mr. Farma. It was the best life I've ever had with you."

"Don't say that..."

"Well... let's say goodbye..."

"Ellen! No!

"Ah... Riko... Toto"

Ellen closed her eyes loosely, as if to lose her power. Her hand fades away disappointingly.

So for the first time, Pharma uses the diagnostic eye to search her entire body.

The red light covered her body and was about to fade away.

Intuitively, it's a traumatic bleeding shock. But Pharma gets caught slightly. If bleeding is the cause, why are you saying the eye is a systemic lesion?

Circulating blood volume decreased shock.

Traumatic hemorrhagic shock.

Even if I ask, the light doesn't go out. While uncomfortable, the situation is definite that she won't help if she stays put anyway. The search for causes of systemic lesions will follow.

"Give up..."

Pharma searches Ellen's bleeding site and estimates it as venous bleeding. While compressing, he bowed his head back, raised his chin tip, and checked the clock. And I recall that inside the dispensary that Ellen guarded, she was preparing a lactate ringel solution for when the injured and sick were brought in on an emergency basis. In addition, it seems fortunate that all pharmacy staff kept whole blood every two weeks. Ellen's blood type is the same as Roger and Rebecca's. I can do a blood transfusion for three.

The day-to-day preparation he has done with the trick of being able to cope with any situation makes Pharma hopeful. The amount of bleeding is just over a litre to see the blood on the floor indoors.

Farma remembered. Indeed, Clara said, "None of the travelers accompanying the Empress will die”.

But Clara hasn't said a word that Ellen and the others who remained in the Empire will not die. Pharma's fears had increased at once, the thread of tension had drawn, and several muscles of tears had transmitted his cheeks. I don't want to give up.

"Let me connect you, live, Ellen!

The word, which is tattered by the voiceless, sounds terribly empty. I wanted to help her.

There is no God in this world.

Now her life is in his hands without a shame.

From here on out, it's time to fight.

The countdown to death began.