Parallel World Pharmacy

"A patron saint is something... a paranormal being beyond human intelligence"

At the end of their gaze was the figure of the drug god, the secular name Pharma de Medicis, floating within the 3D theological formation known as the Drug Discovery Theological Regiment.

The theological experimental facility within the underground facility of the Great Shrine is offered as a place for the creation of the Divine Medicine of the Medicine God in case of synthetic failure, since it is structurally stable and robust in theology, and now he performs the formulation of the Divine Medicine within the Discovery Theological Formation.

The drug discovery theological formation is a field of action of a sphere covered by geometrical literature, the presence of Pharma inside of which looks like a particle of light that bonds loosely.

It is obvious, even if not clerics, that the technique is a substitute for the erosion of Pharma's body.

It is his secular father who watches him from close quarters as he steps into the divine domain.

He was once Bruno de Medicis, one of the world's best anti-surgery pharmacists.

"Severe collapse of the body...... isn't this any more dangerous"

"Is there any pain in that condition"

"There's no way there isn't"

From the neighborhood, which separated a single crystal stone bulkhead of a theological experimental facility, many clerics were surrounded by the success or failure of divine drug synthesis, and each analyzed Pharma's theology.

"Still, the medicine, God says, wants to drive evil spirits out of this world completely by God's medicine."

"We are in a hurry to complete the ban because the Saint-Fluve Empire was attacked by evil spirits and there must have been a change of heart"

"You can hide it, but you don't even try to escape. You mean the family you're looking at right now, sheltering your intellect..."

Nothing answers the monologue of the high priest, and silence dominates the place.

Breaking the silence, she replied as Juliana, who was on the spot, squeezed her courage.

"If someone is in trouble, he wants to help each other as a very normal relationship between people. That's what he said."

"What?

"It's really pure, simple motive."

Juliana shrugs as she remembers Farma's words.

"When you have people's hearts, you say that all the time"

"... a patron saint who thinks of himself as a human being. You're a freak."

"Since you don't think of it as a god, you also seemed less interested in divine art. So this time, I think you're quite prepared to push so far to practise divinity."

The priests who were listening to it had nothing to laugh at, even though they said it was hilarious.

In the depressing air, Juliana conjured up more words.

"Is that okay? Is there nothing we can do to reward her? Being descended into the world of men, devotionally healing people, and hurting yourself for people, and finally entangled and extinguished in gear, is no different than the unilateral use and exploitation of the patron saint by people. Is this terrible?"

Juliana seemed to be impressed, tearing herself apart and sitting on the spot.

"I wish the world of strong and gentle medicine God, which solves people's hearts, would last for hundreds and thousands of years to come. I think it will be a kind world full of hope. If we lose him, never again will a patron saint like him appear...... so that he may protect us"

Juliana appealed to the clergy in a firm tone.

"Why don't we take care of that other person's presence more, too?

of the patron saint and man, long-standing coexistence and reciprocal mutual assistance.

It was an unprecedented idea for the high priests to know the existence of the gear of .

"Right. Protect the patron saint, I never thought about it."

May 20XX A.D.

"Hey, Nakatsuki. It's been a year, you've lost weight."

"No, if you're gonna say that, Pharmacopoeia is better... are you okay? You should definitely call it a human dock or something, because sometimes when you're not regenerating, you die young."

"Well, I'm just standing here and not sleeping. Go back to sleep. How's it going?

The drugvalley, another round over him, speaks to his alumni, who look completely tired.

An alumni who became lecturers in theoretical physics courses at a US university said they had temporarily returned home, so they had attached a promise to have lunch with them at a school meal.

He and I were friends when we were playing college football circles.

"Hey, if you miss Japanese ramen! I feel good about anything that's fucking bad."

"I should have taken you to a more delicious store. 'Cause there's lectures in there since noon."

"I know."

Nakatsuki talks about her research life and her daily routine funny as she fills her mouth with tears and joy with a costless ramen of school-food. I remember from before he studied abroad he carried paper and a pen, and from the park bench to the bathroom he wrote a paper, no matter where he wrote the formula.

The daily life of the Pharmacy Valley was mostly devastating, but he was no less than a concealer.

Inspired by that conversation, the drug valley was eating beef bowls and salads in the first place.

"Hey, this student over here is interesting. I have a student who is a physics student and believes in intelligent design. When we're arguing, we're naïve and concerned."

"Well, isn't it about the Japanese who don't have faith?

The medicine valley is not particularly surprised, and the tea is rinsed with a soaked face.

"I thought physics was going to drive away the existence of God, and on the contrary, it seems that some of them are trying to figure out where they are. Cultural friction."

Even evolutionary researchers say they have faith.

While studying in the US in graduate school, even students in the field of medicine and pharmacy had enough to sweep and throw away such things. With their faith, they were involved in cutting-edge scientific research, combining creative and evolutionary theories without any contradiction.

Do you have faith in that kind of medicine valley?

"Maybe not, because I'm an atheist too. Science is my purpose, unfortunately modern science doesn't give God a place. For the most part, there's no room for God in life sciences."

From the time he broke up with his sister, Pharmacopoeia did not feel comfortable with any faith. It is not prayer that carries out miracles, but can only be done by immense effort and aggregation of knowledge.

That's his belief. But Nakatsuki keeps talking.

"Modern astrophysics has yet to get a way of fully describing the real image of the universe. Sometimes they find mysteries there."

"Well, that's a big deal."

The drug valley cheeks like it's gone.

"To discuss the non-existence of God, you physicists must complete the Theory of Everything. But that would be just one elegant formula."

"If it weren't for just one, I don't think that would be true, Drug Valley. I'm now thinking that everything in this universe might be coded."

Nakatsuki placed the chopsticks and pointed the smartphone out of his pocket at the medicinal valley.

"Most of us can't recognize anything but one dimension of time and three dimensions of space. But if we go to a higher dimension, there will be more we can do. For example, the actress information on the video being played in this smartphone is compressed into two dimensions, and she doesn't realize how we look at her or stroke her cheek. You wouldn't even notice if you played the video backwards or paused it. In a way, we manipulate the code stored in two dimensions to manipulate the time and space of the lower dimensions."

Listen to Nakatsuki, who speaks well, and listen with admiration to the fact that Yakutani remains the same, while gaining an understanding of the story.

"Information is space, the code that is confined to the surface of a dimension. You mean holographic cosmology? What happened to unity in M theory"

"Well, that's not a glimmer. This universe is just a small part of space that floats in a much larger, much higher space. That's why God might be laughing at us in front of us."

So I feel a little understandable that students don't abandon their faith, Nakatsuki laughs.

"If we meet a" god ”of that kind, do we have to surrender?

"Right. If we're going to fight back, we're going to have to stick our hands out of this screen and wimp out in the same space-time. I don't think so."

Shh, said Nakatsuki, releasing a punch from behind his smartphone toward the drug valley.

"You're out of line."

When the drug valley is smiling bitterly...

"Pharma!"

A sharp voice pulls me back to the reality of a different world.

In the vortex of that situation, which was laughing off without any other love, Pharma de Medicis is facing.

I can hear Bruno in the distance. Pharma finally opened her eyes ”in this world”.

"Wake up! It's a failure. It's going to crumble the Pharmacovigilance!

Pharma is rounding her body like a fetus, keeping her consciousness blurred within the Pharmacovigilance formation.

Grabbing Pharma's arm, grabbing it and dragging it off with fierce burns, Bruno breaks the surgical ceremony.

If Bruno hadn't interrupted, the rampage would have started.

Bruno could no longer use divine art because of the curse of the spiritual drug formulation, but he watched Pharma, challenging the creation of divine drugs, at close range in an almost defenseless state.

"You might want to give up the heavens, you have them."

Father, burn your hand.

"This is not a big deal. Don't lose consciousness of me, focus on materialization."

In response to Bruno's call, Pharma tells his alumni on Earth, far away, who are now uncertain about their survival.

(I was wound up in an invisible high dimension and dropped into this world, probably a lower dimension, while still possessing that information and traits)

When you put your fingertips into it, the motion is unstoppable.

(Nakatsuki, how should I describe this world in the physics of the planet?

Even with such doubts, Bruno confirms Farma's identity as Farma de Medicis.

"Say today's date. Your name."

It's Pharma, February 2, 1148.

In cooperation with the Holy Nation and Bruno, Farma had deciphered the Prohibition Book and mastered the Prohibition Art at remarkable speed, including the finest of several Prohibition Series, the formulation of "Divine Medicine".

Divine medicines are classified as heaven, universe, and earth, and heaven becomes the highest degree of difficulty.

Since we can only make those that have a combination of mystical drugs, here are the divine drugs that Pharma has used to make the holy kingdom and Bruno collections stand out in modern times:

▼ Divine Medicine for Earth Rebirth. For a few days, the divine drug that connects the lives of the dying.

▼ Deer now divine medicine. For a day, the body spiritualizes and immortalizes the divine drug.

○ Dew of cosmic asylum. Divine Medicine that keeps those who receive sweet dew recovering for a period of time.

Nevertheless, there are not many divine drugs that can be taken at once, only to cover a few people's portion, before it deteriorates and disappears if you do not take it immediately. I mean, it's a big rule to prepare for errands.

And Pharma was challenging two celestial god drugs.

△ Solution of Heavenly Ten Thousand Reasons. Divine medicine that invalidates every curse.

△ Celestial Millennium Holy Land. It is said to drive away evil spirits from the world for a thousand years.

It was only in heaven that Pharma became the trump card to stop the collapse of this world, and it was precisely the ability of the whole world to thirst.

But it is no exaggeration to refer to divine medicine as the art of destroying the divine body of medicine and replacing it as a mystical medicine.

I used my hair because the ground-based formula said that I needed some parts of my body.

As a result, Pharma's hair is now short haired.

The cosmic formula required blood and collapsed several times with anemia, but turned it into a thing.

That was good, but in heavenly formulations, the circumstances were completely different.

In the heavenly formula, it collapses the patron saint's divine body, and when some of it is forcibly taken, it is stated in the Prohibition Book, but it is unclear what will be taken. It doesn't say.

Every time I try to formulate, Pharma does feel deprived of something important.

I haven't been able to identify what that is, but I know it's not something I can try again and again.

Just once, if you succeed, that's enough.

Bruno uttered words to guide Farma as he remained stunned as he looked back at the point where Farma had failed.

"Forbidden art is the art of the gods, if you are gaining strength as a patron saint, I thought you could handle it without so much price... but the heavenly formula was unimaginable. It's life-threatening, you'd be wise to give up."

"But I think I'll be able to grab it soon."

"Don't attack the lethal zone, we can't lose you for this. Your body will decay."

With the recoil that activated the Pharmacovigilance, his body was covered in white light particles, and Pharma breathed constantly, relying on the maintenance and recovery of his body.

Pharma's body is now in an intermediate state of matter and energy.

Advanced theology seems to destabilize Pharma's nature as a substance.

"No more rest today."

"No, again..."

To Bruno's consideration, Pharma responds with the utmost care.

"No. It lacks concentration. I was just saying," Wow. "

……

"He seemed to be talking to his sister who wasn't Blanche"

Pharma has arrived.

Bruno eavesdropped on the name of the girl who was the sister of Chiyu Yamaya, Toshiki Yamaya.

"... oh, you were dreaming about that too"

"If you ask me, in the gods' world, you have a real family, too, and I wonder if you had a life. If you were just a kid, you'd miss your real family."

"... you can't imagine a bit. All my family in my previous life were in other worlds, and I was a lifelong lonely pharmacist. Thirty-one in the other world, three years in this one. My entity is thirty-four years old. So you don't have to pity your child, Father."

"Right. Thirty-four. I can't treat you like a child. Are you sure you want to talk about me?

Bruno sat by the fallen Pharma and depressed his gavel.

Pharma also revealed herself in a nostalgic mood.

"Because my mouth will already call me that"

I think it made it a lot easier to tell them the truth.

The support of Bruno and Beatrice, who are supposed to be others, doesn't have to pretend to be their sons, and conversations between adults and them as adults are comforting now as such.

(Ooh...)

Pharma opened her eyes trying to get up.

(I can't remember the face of Chiyu. And my parents' faces)

That was not the case before, undoubtedly a change since the beginning of the formulation of divine drugs.

And I think so.

It is the nerve cells of the brain that are being deprived by challenging the formulation of celestial species.

It could be a memory held there.

(Can't help it...... I can't tell Mr. Bruno about this)

One renunciation, Farma quietly accepted.

"Anyway, I'm done for the day, get some rest. Nice."

"... Yes, Father"

The creation of divine medicines is made to promise the Holy Nation that Pharma will not do it alone.

Bruno identifies the success or failure of the procedure and rescues Pharma when he decides it is a failure.

So when it comes to the end of Bruno, that day is over.

Pharma, who was transported to his living room in the Great Temple, was exiting the clergy and performing the treatment of his injured body in divine drug synthesis. Then Juliana's voice is heard from outside the room.

"Dear Farma, I beg your pardon"

"Oh, don't need it now, because I'm treating you. If there's anything you want to talk about, go from there."

"I brought you a bandage, please let me in"

"Leave it at the entrance"

"Let me help you"

When Juliana brings in a new bandage, she trivially helps Pharma, who was fighting with the bandage on the bed, and leaves it clean on her shoulder.

"Fine, 'cause I can do it alone"

"I'm also originally a medical pivot cleric, so I'm used to treating people with theological drugs. Because I can only help you in these situations."

"... then I guess it would be generously sweet"

Giuliana handily wraps the bandage around Pharma's entire body, painted with theological medication.

A surprisingly holy bandage has the effect of shifting collapse and encouraging recovery.

"You're covered in scratches. Does this divine art hurt the body as well?

Pharma's semi materialized body can't be hurt in a physical attack, but this time it's unusual. I didn't want to worry about Farma. I wanted to hide it, but it was a prospect for Juliana.

"You have no choice, because it's the finest forbidden technique, and I'm poorly controlled. My consciousness is flying along the way and I can't maintain my technique... I'm showing you my pity and making everyone anxious. I have to hold on. I don't think it's worth it."

Pharma mouths the valve of reflection, but Juliana puffs her neck and denies it.

"Master Pharma is making a bloody effort, and I don't think the creation of Heavenly Divine Medicine was a success for either the predecessors or the predecessors."

"Well, if you're objective, you are."

Evidence of their failure is corroborated by the fact that evil spirits are currently occurring.

If the inheritance was correct, and the heavens were complete, a thousand years would have calmed the evil spirits.

"I wonder if getting lost or scared is a clutter... I guess I haven't been heartless"

There will also be untrained to previous life and to this life. His head is full of troubles, he introspects.

Giuliana gives a nasty look to Pharma, who grumbles and squeals.

"I can't believe I'm heartless, I can't. If I had to smash my body into pills, I'm sure I'd be scared and scared and want to escape. I think Farma, who has tried so many times and so horribly, is brave."

"Thank you, you empathize with me. That's enough."

Pharma cheeked with a puffiness at her lack of location.

Juliana's comfort and encouragement seemed to me to have fixed Farma's offering.

"It rolled nicely. We have a meal for you, would you like it served here? Or do you want to make it a meal?

"I think I'll have it here. Juliana, if you haven't already eaten, let's eat together."

"Yes, sir."

When Juliana finishes wrapping the bandage, she brings a new robe and puts it on Pharma's shoulder. Pharma wore it neatly and tightened her belt so that she could never see the bandage.

It is a formal outfit as a patron saint in the holy kingdom, but it looks like a Japanese kimono and I quite like it comfortably.

"That's it."

Take the meal brought to the living room, along with Juliana.

Black bread and soup, seafood pasta and fruit similar to mango.

The clergy eat only fish, but not carnivores, and they seem to eat a qualitative meal as part of their training, but Pharma has had it made into a regular menu, considering their physical condition and nutritional balance.

"The Holy Nation meal is fresh and delicious with seafood, isn't it? And then I liked this fruit."

"The sea is close, and there are plenty of orchards, so please be sure to visit Master Pharma next time. Fresh fruit is so delicious."

Farma feels the healing of a time when she is in the Holy Nation and talks to Juliana, who treats her the same way she did before, amid less familiarity with her face.

"Well, I'm full, and I guess I'll go to bed and have another review of the ban in the afternoon"

"Um, are you in a hurry to create divine medicines to protect people from evil spirits and break the curse under the Holy Spirit?"

"That's right. I don't have time for this. It's the only thing I can do, and I want it done as soon as possible."

There is no more geometry until the empress's melting formation moves out.

In this world where evil spirits exist, the science of the earth alone cannot overwhelm the paranormal of evil spirits and tomb guards.

If the science of the earth that Pharma deals with is built on the cotton of its forefathers and on the knowledge that has followed, and can be done on the shoulders of giants, there will have been another giant in this world.

The theological system that has been handed down for generations will be the equivalent of science in this world, although the principles are all blind.

And with that, Pharma will have to borrow the shoulders of the giants of this world, just like the rules of this world.

"Um, even if it was a review, I think doing something in this state would make the wound worse. That way, the completion of the ban will be further delayed."

"Mm-hmm. Okay, I'll make it a desk job in the afternoon."

Farma accepts Juliana's suggestion, takes one breath, and lays her body on the bed.

Juliana notices the paperwork neatly stacked on her desk.

"Is this the desk work?

"Yes. I'm going to make regular exam questions"

"Regular exams?

"College periodic exams. I have a lot of lectures to take, so I need to make them at my leisure. The students are terrified, so they can't help it."

Juliana has sprung up a lot.

"It was. You were a patron saint at the same time a pharmacy shopkeeper, a court pharmacist, not to mention a university professor. As always, you're busy."

"I hope one day I can just go back to being a city pharmacist and live in peace"

To that end, Farma tells Juliana that she's doing everything she can right now. For him, it seems to be the effort needed to reach the final goal.

"I think the store where Farma is should go on forever."

By the time Juliana answered that, he was resting quietly.