Parallel World Pharmacy

It was Bruno's room that Pharma returned to his home and headed first.

Bruno was just talking to Beatrice about something that looked serious.

Beatrice notices Farma entering the room, fixes her grief and turns to a cheerful smile.

"Oh, Pharma. Welcome back. What's wrong, you look pale."

"Father, Mother, I'm home now. We've done some simple repairs to the mansion, so we're thinking of picking up the Blanches the day after tomorrow."

Bruno sent a gesture of paying his head to Pharma, who came with the snow on his head and shoulders.

"Right. I can't take my hands off you, but go."

"I'm coming with you. If I blanched you, I'd miss you."

"Well, Mother, let's stay with you."

Speaking of superficial requirements, Farma examines Bruno's divine vein, which keeps her eyes peeled through the documents.

The response of Bruno's divine veins is very weak.

As Professor Casper put it, the depletion of divine veins is approaching. I can't even open it, but I don't think I can appreciate the curse of the ban. Rather, it could be an opportunity to take Bruno's life.

Bruno sensed that the color of Pharma's eyes was changing.

"What are you weighing on me!

"Excuse me. We've been checking the nerves."

"Why"

"I went to Professor Casper's. And I also talked to you about your father's forbidden technique. I ask you in a strict rather than a ritual sense, is there any change in your physical condition?

Bruno confessed, drawing apparently on the outline.

"You heard that face. Indeed, if I use divinity one more time, there will be no life for me. But they just can't take their lives right away using a no-go line."

Beatrice refrains from speaking, but is not surprised.

Apparently, Bruno told me and I knew the story.

"Really? I don't know because my father didn't teach me the art of prohibition, but is the art of prohibition so tragic?"

"No one wants to teach forbidden arts to their sons and disciples. Prohibition is inherently not a technique for man, but a technique for the patron saints, a technique that the gods should use. Treating it with a person means getting closer to the patron saint. That is, death."

"Why didn't you tell my brother?

"We teach those who become the masters of the de Medicis family for knowledge and heritage. I teach, but I commanded you not to use it. Palais still has to keep his word."

(Your father doesn't seem to know that your brother and Ellen used a ban. And my mother hasn't reported it either,...)

I'm afraid you know the facts. I'm afraid of Beatrice's mouth firmness.

"Is that what happened? Father, could you teach me the forbidden technique too? I won't swear to you to shake my brother's position."

"Did you just listen to me?

"and"

"Then you think you will offend the foolishness of walking on the path of death"

"We heard that banning is inherently not a technique for humans, but for the patron saints."

"What? What is that..."

Someone's sacrifice has always been made, and the people of this world have continued to develop the forbidden arts by imitating the art of the patron saint, because the struggle between the cotton coalition and the evil spirit that ensues is never over.

We have to end it. Pharma held his fist tight.

(If you don't finish it, someone will use the ban again somewhere and someone will continue to melt in the gear)

Whether it's a ban or a treasure, I want to keep one or more trump cards.

Farma confessed to her parents.

"Unwillingly, I am now officially listed in the Holy Land as the patron saint of today, the medicine god"

One breath and soothe their shock.

"It's not published in the Saint-Fluve Empire. My heart is human, but from a standpoint, I am no longer human. The Pharma de Medicis family registration has already been removed from the Empire and placed in the Divine Register"

Traditionally, although officially recognized by the Temple as a patron saint, the family registry is abolished and enters into something called the Divine Register. Those who have become patron saints from man have usually been restrained and killed, but Pharma, for one, is one of the holy emperors, and has been allowed to move freely.

By now, without the back shield of the Holy Emperor, Farma was to be housed in prison, not to mention being able to detain him.

From Bruno and Beatrice, no words returned.

previously obscured, but now it is clear that

Because that's what they told me, that Pharma de Medicis is dead.

"You were already like that on that lightning strike day."

The existence of Pharma, now here, is a completely different being, with some of the memory of Pharma de Medicis. The time has come for parents to accept it clearly.

"This has happened, but it's no different for Father and Mother, and I would appreciate it if you treated me as a parent and child. Of course, for you, I am an alien being, and I have fragmented memories of pre-lightning strikes in this head, but I don't know if I have parent-child edges. I don't think there's much I can do about it."

Pharma keeps sneering at me. I knew it would be rejected.

So keep to the minimum requirements.

"But whatever the relationship, please. I want you to tell me about the prohibition. I've come to this world without even knowing the art of God."

"... you have no shadow when you were our son. But... we've spent the last three years together and I also know the effort you've been trying to play our son. Knowing he wasn't my real son, cutting off my parents' and my kids' edges is called wildness."

Bruno stood up, stood before Pharma in the formal manner of the temple, and made a formal worship of the medicine god. Only if the patron saint is a medicinal saint can he resonate with the divine power of Pharma and grant him protection. Bruno's body shines slightly when he receives his first protection.

When Bruno stood up, he seemed to be bathing in its effects.

"Is this the protection of the medicine god? I feel the divine pulse pulse. Don't make me want to try divinity."

"That's life-saving, so please refrain for a while. If we proceed with the analysis of the ban, we may also be able to break Father's curse."

"Do you want to demolish our underground chapel and turn it into a forbidden laboratory! There's no point in praying without looking at your face!

Farma also speaks to Beatrice, who is flabbergasted to see Bruno's behavior.

"Um, my mother, too. That's the way it is."

"... for God's sake"

Beatrice was stuck in words. I guess I felt like my son had been taken away from me, Pharma speaking as I guessed he chose the words.

"After all, you're confused"

"Congratulations! My son has become a patron saint. I can't believe he's not a great born anymore! You have a high nose as a mother! We have to celebrate now! Oh, is that a secret? But I won't pray to you, because you're my son! I'll scold you and petite your buttocks!

Beatrice embraced Pharma without hesitation, without any distance.

Farma thinks Beatrice was helped by this kind of personality as she nearly choked on her affection. The couple reacted differently, but it conveyed that they were accepted.

"There are a few forbidden techniques you might be able to use. If you have been officially recognized as divine by the Temple and become a god, then forbidden art is not forbidden to you, it's just like mastering divine art."

It is true that forbidden art is the darkness itself that makes life a price for man, but it is assumed that there was no price if the patron saint were to treat it. Until now Bruno had not even thought about teaching the bans because he thought of Pharma as a person under the protection of the drug god.

Bruno's eyes are sharp, and he has a faint glow, trying to dye his hands again to the prohibition.

"How delightful. I didn't know Divine Medicine might be in the world!

Bruno had been laughing out loud for a long time.

A little frightened, Farma pulled to that villainous smile.

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Moss Green's hilarious hiding-style mansion, like a mossy witch's mansion, that was the separate residence of the medical flame engineer, Sir Melody Le Roux.

The group that came out into the garden surrounded by greenery is the face of the de Medicis family.

Pharma and Beatrice, as foretold, picked up the people of the de Medicis family, including Lotte and Blanche, to a place of alienation. Pharma thanked Melody for welcoming them to the villa in the city of Lambue, where she then brought medication with her regular counseling for schizophrenia.

Melody leaves her home after packing and letting the servants carry out her luggage, wearing a wide hat by her side and smiling.

"Thanks to you, de Medicis, Bonufois, for your time together."

"Dear Melody, thank you very much for your time."

Pharma and Beatrice thanked him and Beatrice handed Melody a gratuity and thank you note.

"Oh, ma'am. I can't have this, I don't mind anything."

"No. It looks like you've taken great care of me, and it's from our Lord, so if you don't take it, I'll scold you."

"Really? Thank you."

After the interaction between Melody and Beatrice ended, Lotte came out of the mansion with her luggage. Melody, who sees Lotte, puts her hands on both her shoulders to describe the achievements of Lotte's special training.

"I've talked to Charlotte a lot, and she's improved her divinity a lot."

"Eh heh, that was fun. Thank you for your guidance and let me know a lot more"

Lotte was taught flaming techniques by melody to get rid of evil spirits.

The combination of Lotte's specialty painting and theological formation listens to the melody of making you feel something of nature, and Pharma does.

"What kind of divine art is that? It's groundbreaking to be able to use divine art without relying on divine power."

"Hehe. Mr. Charlotte, why don't you show the pharmacists the Divine Arts?

"Ah, yes, with pleasure. Would you like to see Dear Farma⁉"

Lotte glances at the bag in her luggage and opens and closes it. Farma urged Lotte to notice that she must want to show off.

"If it's not dangerous, can you show it to me?"

"Welcome!

Lotte took the holy oil out of the vial when she stood in a mowed and slightly open spot of the sesame grass, wrote down the fire gods large as it sprinkled onto the ground, and set it on fire using the seed fire of the divine art ceded from the melody. A beautiful divine flame, like a flower blooming on earth, had risen, and indeed there had established itself as a form of divine art formation. There are no strays in Lotte's hands, every corner is polite and the formation looks good.

Complex theological formations emerge with the shades of polar colors, and areas that do not donate evil spirits do not burn people, but only work against evil spirits.

The sight of Lotte, who has no divine power, performing his divine art and the steady maintenance of the divine juncture was phenomenal.

"I did it!

"It's amazing, Lotte. This is a fine theocracy, it's done right."

"Thank you. Thank you. We owe you the divine power of Melody! Now is it okay for the next evil spirit to come out?"

Farma applauds the results of Lotte's special training.

"I think it will hold up properly. You can draw a big one now. The central pattern is the last one. I'll train you when I get back to Imperial City."

It contained meticulous instruction from melody.

Come to think of it, Pharma raises questions.

"Maybe this way you can also do other attribute divine formations?

"Other attributes can't be ignited, so it seems difficult, in fact, this technique is used by divine artists when they are out of divine power, but little is known except for the flame attribute."

"That's true, I've never heard of it from Ellen either"

According to Melody's story, it's the opinion that only the Fire Divine Arts can use it.

But Pharma wondered whether there was a way to store electricity, such as Sophie's thunder, to use electrical circuits as a theological formation, or to convert them into light energy for civilian use.

(It's going to be interesting)

Pharma is inspired by unexpected usage, and curiosity comes to mind.

When he sees that face, Melody sends his anticipation.

"Again, you came up with something interesting?

"Yeah. I hope so, but I'll see you in Imperial City,"

After a farewell greeting with Melody, Farma and Lotte and Blanche boarded the same carriage. While on the road, crushing his spare time with card games, etc., Farma takes the confectionery box out of his bag and shows it to Lotte and Blanche.

"Oh, what is it?

"Chocolate cookies from the sacred kingdom, are you both here? It's a specialty of the Holy Nation with horoscopes on the wrapper."

"What, there's a star on the wrapping paper and it's cute! Can I have it?!

"Then I'll give you an illustration card of Holy Nation's famous paintings."

"Wow, it's beautiful. The Holy Land is the real world of religious painting, after all."

When I returned from the Holy Land, the clergy gave me a lot of souvenirs.

Hi Holy Nation is the main mountain of divine art as well as a dense place of cultural property where religious art is extremes of prosperity, Pharma was accepting the cultural customs of the Holy Nation with much interest and inspiration.

Architecture has different shapes, but it sticks if you describe it as a Vatican-like nation on Earth. As Blanche fell asleep with the carriage vibration, he cut out the talk as Lotte came up with it.

"Yes, that Lady Pharma. I, Lady Eleonor and Lady Palle, have caused you a great deal of trouble, in exchange for my life, hearing that those two have been cursed. Master Palle laughed at me, but I haven't met Master Eleonor yet. How do you think I should make amends?

Lotte was pretty sick, dropping her shoulders.

Neither do Ellen's parents know that her daughter is still under the curse.

Farma told the carriage to shake and look out, subtly comforting Lotte.

"If that's the case, Lotte doesn't have to worry because me and Ellen are trying to break the curse somehow, and I'll make sure to figure it out and show it. It was Ellen and her brother who got their hands on the ban, and I admire your courage, but whatever happens as a result, you never have to care."

"But... there's nothing I can do. I regret it."

"We're getting clues, and we know the cure. And then we're just considering an approach, and we'll sort it out."

Pharma encouraged Lotte to look like she couldn't stand the guilt.

I don't want to make unfounded promises. Still, that was the word because I felt it was handy.

In addition, some of the divine medicines Bruno has put forward as candidates have the effect of lifting the curse. Use the knowledge and skill you can possess to unleash Ellen and Palle from the curse of the Spirit Medicine.

"Master Pharma and Master Eleonor are really strong people."

"I don't know how Lotte looks at me right now, but me and Ellen and everybody are fighting each other. We're all strong, somewhere weak. So support the weak."

"Can I help someone at all? I've always asked you all to help me..."

"That's not true."

Pharma graciously lifted Lotte's hand, rubbing her hands together.

Because I hadn't seen her hands covered in heels in a long time.

"Can I give you an allowance?

"No, I'm embarrassed by the retreat..."

"Fine, let me handle it."

Originally a weak skinned lotte, but while spending time in a separate residence in Melody and training in divine arts, rough hands must have gotten worse. Pharma grabbed the ointment on her finger and applied it to her fingertips as she rubbed her hand at her temperature.

Lotte was afraid and had lost her word leaving it to Pharma to do. Pharma talks to her like that.

"Three years ago. You were the first one to reach out to me when I lost my memory and was on my way after the lightning struck."

"Dear Pharma... Oh, no, it was a long time ago"

"Had it not been for you, I would have forgotten my divinity, I might have died wild somewhere. You helped me when I was weakest."

"... eh... yes"

Lotte held her mouth emotionally and then agreed to remain stuck in words.

There were jewel-like tears hanging glistening around my eyes.

Keep your hands with each other and do lotte and forehead tightly.

"We've been helping each other ever since."

The two clapped together and smiled clumsily.

Ever since then, Farma had shared a secret with Lotte and let her mind go through it.

That's what they made sure of.

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It was 1148, January.

January 1st is the turn of the year in the Saint-Fluve Empire.

By the time Ellen was discharged from the affiliated hospital and returned to work, the otherworldly pharmacy had thoroughly de-spirited, using the treasures brought back from the Holy Land as its nucleus, and had renewed its store so that it could semi-permanently activate the anti-evil spiritual formation. With that completion in sight, Pharma and Ellen were skipping detailed instructions on the pharmacy bench.

"So far, I'm laying down a triple divine formation that activates when I'm gone."

"Why are you gone, Farma? You're the owner."

"Thought even if I was gone, I wouldn't try to be a citizen's shelter."

"Why are you thinking so much about when you're gone?"

She made a sweet voice. I no longer need glasses and naked eyes make her look dirty. This time, she's the one who was going to be gone.

Pharma, remembering that, took one breath and smiled at Ellen.

"Pick the flower of the day today (CARPE DIEM) rather than think of death (MEMENTO MORI)"

"What?

"Words of a country Ellen doesn't know"

"Ha ha..."

Ellen frowned a little like she was in trouble.

When the architectural curtain for the work that covered the pharmacy was removed, the head office of the different world pharmacies carried it back into business for the first time in 25 days.

The change in the emblem of the Holy Emperor brought two brand new seals to the pharmacy. This replaces the business license and is a testament to the Holy Emperor's asylum.

The symbol of the Holy Nation, the white lion combined with the flag of the Saint Fluve Empire, informs the authority of the Holy Emperor.

For the first time since history, the concurrent duties of the Great Cleric and Emperor.

Whatever the burden, Pharma asked the artisans to attach it to the front door of the pharmacy, with complicated thoughts.

Opening date. Staff meetings were held at the pharmacy before the opening of the store.

"Well, thank you again this year. I'm gonna use this year's name plate."

"Wow. I'm a regular employee of the memorial."

The part-time pharmacists all converted as regular staff when they heard the hope.

Pharma puts gold name plates showing brand new regular staff on the pharmacy wall and distributes name tags.

Palace Pharmacist (Managed Pharmacist) Farma de Medicis

Primary Pharmacist (Chief Pharmacist) Eleonor Bonufois

Primary Pharmacist Roger De Backel

Secondary Pharmacist Selst Bayar

Rebecca Dutois, Secondary Pharmacist

General Practitioners Legal & Administrative Cedric Lüneau

General Practitioners General Services Charlotte Sorrell

Contact Tom

"Your uniform has also been renewed because the pharmacy crest has changed"

Pharma called on officials who looked happy in their new uniforms.

"See you in 1148. I guess I should skip the long greeting. I think the outbreak of evil spirits will require pharmacies to act more than ever as one of the advanced hubs of regional medicine in Teito. Improve your skills by drilling daily to meet demand, requests, and patient needs."

"Am I a regular employee now? Hey, you're motivated!

"Yes, please hold on."

Roger, who was one word, had now begun to speak imperial language with little discomfort.

"I'm going to smile and try my best to serve customers so that they come a lot"

Rebecca was also beginning to sharpen her interpersonal skills and build her confidence.

"Well, I guess I'll do my best to care for children and mothers."

Selst worked a short time, but extended his working hours by increasing the opening of in-pharmacy children's spaces.

And sickening, but with Pharmaceutical concession eyes in his hand, Ellen squeaks smugly as she begins to see a whole new world.

"There are going to be a lot of turbulence this year as well as last year, but let's not lose. 'Cause I'm going to study carefully so that I can take your place this year, too, Farma."

I opened the gate again this year and greeted her for the New Year with a pharmacy staff outing.

Before the pharmacy, there's already a crowd.

"Happy New Year, citizens of Imperial City. General headquarters of different world pharmacies, will be reopened normally."

All staff members make the first bow-and-scrape of the New Year look more nervous.

Pharma raised her face straight and her voice was ready.

"Welcome everyone!!

Along with Pharma's pronouncement, the citizens applauded.

"Yo! I'm a specialty kid shop owner. I've been waiting!

"What have you been doing, I'm tired of waiting!

"Eleonor, we have to celebrate your pleasure."

"Oh, the store is freshening up. You're going through it again."

Citizens who crouched the pharmacy gates will push after them.

Familiar guests, new faces, old and young.

It is certainly a healing garden for the citizens of Imperial City.

In the midst of all the cracking praise, Pharma realizes that she is now standing on the spot with anticipation as a single pharmacist.

I don't know how long I can stay here, I may not be here next year.

With unusual power, he flirts with the unseen will of this world.

Still, for someone, I wanted to be a city pharmacist I could count on.

He wanted to lean on the raw that just caught my eye and reach out - that's what I thought.