Parallel World Pharmacy

February 5, 1148.

in the first lecture room at Saint-Fluve Imperial Medical University.

"Today, then, we'll give you some guidance on regular winter exams"

Farma, standing in the lecture hall, along with several lecturers, provided guidance for the periodic exams.

With the syllabus in his hand, he looks over the faces of first-year students across the university who have no heart or are wrapped in tension, and writes the exam dates on the blackboard.

"You're all freshmen, so that's a correctional subject. Regular exams will take a week. Exam subjects and scope as I have just written here. All in mark and descriptive format. The difficulty of exam questions is increased."

The lecture room is more and more bothered to hear about the difficulty. The mark-sheet formula is designed to make grading easier. Overlapping the film filled out with answers makes grading easy.

"Please study desperately from now on, it seems to be harsh to say, but half of you will remain years if you understand as you do now"

Pharma distributes prints summarizing the guidance to students.

"Lectures written on the print are compulsory, so dropping credits makes it an immediate year. It is also a retention year if you drop a third of all lectures even if you did not drop the mandatory. If you stay, learn again for another year, there is no remedy"

"Half of them stay a year. Is that okay?"

"Except for the School of General Medicine and Pharmacy?

"If you don't make it mandatory, you'll be in college all year."

"... suddenly I don't want to stay in the year. The tuition is free, but the cost of living is high."

The freshmen in all the faculties with no idea of the procedure were trembling.

Anyway, the curriculum has been revamped to eliminate the question of the past. Until then, at the Imperial School of Medicine, senior juniors collaborated to create past questions, etc., and the exams were not that difficult either. Things have changed since this year. Pharma tells them to go after him.

"It is also an immediate year, regardless of the score, if you have misconduct during the exam"

Many people lost their temper at once because of the difficulty of the small tests carried out while unplugged.

Even if you stay in Japan, the tuition fee is free, and the students' nostalgia is not painful because, unlike Japan's School of Medicine and Pharmaceutical Sciences, you will not stay in school for many years, but it is still a motivation to delay your progress for a year, which will discourage the students' families, and more importantly, it breaks your self-esteem that you cannot keep up with the children's professor's classes.

"Any questions?

The students were desperate. Every student can only bluish with a heart.

I'll still be sitting in the front row of the lecture room today, except for Emmerich Bauer.

"Uh... you all have dark faces. Oh, Bauer, you look fine, though. If there's anything you don't understand, you can always come and ask questions. I mean, I've been worried about an easy-to-understand lecture, but if you can't keep up, the instructor must have been poorly coached. I will teach you individually so don't be shy to talk to me."

Farma, who felt sorry for him for threatening him too much, in a gentle tone, offered a subtle helpship.

If the goal is not to keep students in detention, I am not going to create a fallout.

I just don't want you to take a sweet look at the exam content. It is where they learn the basics well and all aim to advance.

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"Professor Medicis' test is depressing - I don't feel like I can get a compulsory credit. Test range in the first place, not too much livestock?

"You're talking about tougher than Director General Papa Medicis' unit."

"Exam questions, something I don't know about beforehand. There was a kid who was good at fortune telling."

"It's fraudulent to hit with fortune."

"That's how it hits..."

Stephanie Barbe, a civilian student in the Department of General Pharmaceuticals, was in her ear, often grumbling with Emerich and Josephine and Josephine about the mourning of the students heard from all over the school in the dining room.

What Emerich said when he heard it,

"It's always lamentable that this guy should also go right and left at the time of the regular exam. You'll only be giving lectures and traineeships."

From Emerich, who voluntarily entered Pharma's lab and was entrusted by him with a project to work on day and night research, there's no choice but to look sweet, such as screaming in regular exams.

Stephanie defends it in the general student position.

"Because Professor de Medicis' lecture isn't the hardest. It's completely different from the rest of the pharmaceutical system, and there's too much to remember. Basic Medicine Overview, Medical Pharmaceutical Biology, Applied Mathematics, Physical Chemistry and Organic Chemistry are also compulsory for all subjects, right? More specialty subjects! At this rate, I think the overall pharmacy is the only one with a poor graduation rate. Professor de Medicis said he wanted to increase the number of successful pharmacists, but I wonder if it would be counterproductive."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Hino, Emerich, your consciousness seems too high... just seems to be study-free and full"

Stephanie shrugs her shoulders like she pulled. Emerich, who is already a first-class pharmacist and still doesn't give up his undergraduate grades, is extremely chilling to the students on the downline. He was answered perfectly if what he wrote in Farma's textbook, so running down a full street even with a skip quiz is objectionable to other students.

"Fair enough. Not all students can do it like you. [M] You're the chief, and maybe you can't forgive a kid who can't follow you for looking lazy, but each one has a different understanding."

Josephine also gently advises Emerich.

Josephine has also established an appreciation among the faculty as a brilliant talent after Emerich in the Faculty of General Pharmacy. She originally had a veterinary knowledge, so her understanding of the pharmacological action of the human body was quick, she learned to let the sponge absorb water, and she was curious.

Unqualified, mediocre students, and regular grades, Stephanie consigns to those two.

"Anyway, the one you can't do, you just have to stay old. It's just annoying to be advanced with semi-productive knowledge. By and large, I don't know what's so tough about attendance and reporting points."

"Some kids were sick and rested."

"Grip is popular this year, and some kids couldn't help but be absent."

Stephanie defends and Josephine forgives Emerich for being too stoic.

"You just have to finish the exam period and so on quickly, if you make a scene. Okay, I'm going back to the lab first."

"Okay."

Where Emerich took his seat, a group of women surrounded him.

"Ah. There he is. - Mr. Emerich, hey, let me borrow your notebook! Study with us!

"Shut up, I don't have any notes to lend you guys! Studying is what loneliness does."

"Hey, there's something I don't understand!

Emerich was stroking and cutting and poking.

Farma and Ellen were eyewitnessing Emerich being chased around.

"Emerich is surrounded again. I wonder why you wouldn't come directly to me asking questions..."

"Oh, Farma, do you want to be surrounded by women that much too?

"I want to be surrounded by students of both sexes who don't understand. That might reduce the number of people left alone."

I wonder if you would like to be flabbergasted by a woman and respond too often as a faculty member.

"Farma, I've heard that it's expensive for students to ask questions personally to you."

"I'm not frightened and I teach you kindly."

"Hehe, that sounds unfortunate. Have you made the exam questions yet?

"I've made it all in the holy kingdom in the time of the gap. The answers are good."

In the Holy Nation there is an online environment, so it is easy to obtain medical and pharmaceutical information, and the part where Pharma was remembered could be properly reinforced to create a full set of exam questions.

"By the way, Farma, what are you doing in the Holy Land? Elizabeth, is this your mission as a pharmacist on the orders of His Holiness? As soon as your master travels to the Holy Land, you won't be able to come back for a while."

"Well, you work with your father. I can't go into much detail."

"I'm telling you not to pry into the work of a court pharmacist. But..."

Farma didn't tell Ellen about the creation of the Divine Medicine, as she worried about it.

He uses his drug scepter to travel back and forth through the Holy Land and Empire several times a week, while Bruno remains in the Holy Nation. The creation of the Heavenly Divine Medicine, as always, has not been completed.

Concerned about the disappearance of memories from previous life as he challenged the creation of heavenly species, he had already finished fine-tuning his record on the major matters of the previous life.

When you do, all you have to do is video memory to disappear.

Even if my knowledge of medical pharmacy has eroded, I have no problem with it because I can refer to the correct answers from time to time online in the Holy Nation. Memories of his identity were retained as character information.

As before, I have not trained the dark clouds.

Under Bruno's physical condition management, he decides that the challenge should be up to once a day.

It is also thorough not to do it alone.

Ellen turns to the front of Pharma and stares at Pharma.

No longer wearing glasses, her eyes clearly look bigger than before without a heart and her emotions are transmitted directly.

"Sometimes I look at you with a diagnosis, but when I get back from Holy Land, I think I'm feeling worse. Are you doing something dangerous?

"... I guess I'm tired of flying for a long time"

"Why did you keep your hair so short? Didn't you turn it into a mystery drug?

"... uh"

"Yeah......? Is that what you're doing?

Ever since Ellen gets her eyes and is able to grasp Pharma's health, she will put in some worrying words.

And Pharma can't hide it cheaply, either, because her point is which is which is which is which.

"Speaking of which, wasn't Ellen going to be testing her divine practice this afternoon?"

Pharma decided to switch the subject.

In the afternoon, Ellen, the instructor of the Divine Arts Internship Course, is also pursued for examination correspondence.

"It is. First test! I'm looking forward to it."

"Ellen's sick, too, so don't let the wound open."

"I know, I'm not gonna do anything today. Just watching."

"Let me show you, too."

Pharma decided to accompany Ellen's test because the topic had first come up. Collect students gathered in the Divine Arts Practice Grounds after dressing for training clothes, and Ellen will brief them.

"Well, you've been feeling better, haven't you? If anyone's out of their mind or ill, I'll admit it, but I don't know."

Ellen confirms his absence and lets him grip the divine dynamometer to grasp the condition.

For each attribute, we test the divinity of the assignment, and then add it up to rate it out of 100. Pharma also helps students call and judge theology, and makes calculations with a bias of total points and skill difficulty.

Ellen presents with an aggregated file.

"Good day to you all. Then I'll announce my grades from the top, first place Emerich Bauer 99 points."

"# 2 Alexandre Beltran 88 points"

"3rd Emmanuel Purslaw 79 points"

"# 4 Josephine Barrier 78 points......"

Ellen read the names in turn and finished announcing them until 21st.

Emerich's immovable first place grades are the same regardless of lecture or practical subjects.

From the students who hear the grades, I hear the sound of sadness and sorrow.

"... so far you've passed. You're failing from down here."

The student, who had taken the red dot, was shaking and turning blue.

"That concludes the grade announcement, but do you have any questions or questions?

Then Emerich is holding his hand up in front of Ellen.

"Dr. Bonufois, I'm not convinced. Why am I not a full score, I think the divine technique was perfect"

"Oh, I chewed it with chants, so I reduced it. Unclear activation chants can lead to false activation."

"I didn't chew resolutely. That was just humming because I chanted it in Saint-Fluve imperial language. Chanting in my native language should have been perfect, there was a diminution and other stains. unacceptable."

Emerich, the perfectionist, was a slightly troublesome type of student in the student position.

"Yes, yes, then come to the chase later. Because I'll update you when I get it right."

"Can you let the unsuccessful take the chase, too?

"I don't mind. Well, good luck studying other subjects."

Ellen was out, sweet to the students.

Ellen's internship is not compulsory, it doesn't affect her progress, so it's easy. Civilian students have their credits transferred for floor exercise or marathon testing, and this one has not failed.

"Can I have my unit transferred in a floor exercise or marathon, too?

"I don't care if it's divine or physical or if it's a challenge."

There was also an act where noble students who scored red dots in their internships wished to test the same as civilian students, and Ellen was responding to their demands.

A few days after being chased through the exam response, Farma found the position of the documents on the desk in the teaching room changing. He finds it with purpose. He was a fine man.

(Mm-hmm. Someone came to the desk.)

"Mr. Zoe, did you move the paperwork on your desk?

"No, I haven't touched anything except I put it in the file box"

I checked with my secretary, Zoe, and he said he didn't have any visitors and he didn't touch the desk in the professor's office.

Pharma notices what is happening and confirms the exam questions he was strictly sealing.

(One exam question is missing. Got hit)

If it meant it was stolen, I would have to recreate the exam questions again. For an equal test, you can't pretend not to look at it.

(I should have kept it under control at home)

Pharma, however, was not unplugged, and samples that were attached to the document holder were collected, processed and subjected to analysis.

Check the results, he sighs one thing.

(Is that her? I wonder if you'll give me a name...)

During the next hour's lecture, I couldn't help but wonder if she had stolen the test questions.

But Farma still didn't mention it.

At the end of the lecture, he distributes prints exactly.

"I thought about taking your exam and I'm going to hand out a set of supposed questions."

Farma handed out all the problems she had made over time, at no cost.

Observe each person's expression as they distribute the problem.

In doing so, he discovered students who showed unnatural movements.

(Is it still her? Natalie Brondell)

Pharma looked closely at her movements, but her gaze matched that of whether she felt Pharma's gaze.

Immediately after that, her behavior was clearly unnatural and corroborated the results of the analysis of the biological material.

"Mr. Blondell, I need to talk to you for a second, okay?"

"Ah, yes..."

Pharma finally spoke to her.

Calling Brondell to a locked herb greenhouse, Farma asks, sitting on the bench inside.

"Do you know why they called me?

"No, not at all"

"That seemed disappointing in the mock test, but if I had used it for this exam, you would have been disqualified."

Natalie gets angry when she says things that are covered with tears.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"From the remnants of the vault of test questions, your DNA came out. I thought I taught you how to identify individuals from microscopic objects. More ingenious if you want to outrun the instructor. Do you confess to misconduct?

"Ha... yes"

"Anyone who commits misconduct is supposed to have to contact his parents if he is a minor. Your mother is a court pharmacist, Françoise de Savoie."

Farma had also loaded properly on the student's resume, but since he had named his father's surname, it was only the other day that he realized this fact.

"Yes."

"... because I'm not going to contact you, you're going to have to take the test on your strength next."

"... shouldn't I tell you! Why don't you tell my mother... you said that misconduct was imminent?"

She said back with tears in her eyes.

Pharma accepts her emotions as they remain bumped.

"So. To make sure it doesn't, I made that a test. I respect the Françoise Master and I don't want to grieve her as a colleague"

"Stop making fun of me! A court pharmacist at the age of ten, a professor at the age of twelve, and a leading court pharmacist who also pulled out your father and my mother at the age of thirteen. Born as a child of the same court pharmacist, you are an unmistakable genius, and you have fallen. I don't think life is fair."

"It doesn't make sense to compare people's origins and backgrounds. Me and you are another person, living a different life. It can't be the same."

Pharma answers.

He doesn't consider himself a genius, he intends to have made quite an effort.

"I don't care about the clutter in the house. It doesn't matter who's in any house. Isn't what you really need to do now to break through your regular exams?"

"... yes. But I don't have the gift of being a pharmacist."

Brondell squeezes her narrative because she has been poked at reality.

"Talent..."

"I, I received little divine power from the patron saint. Besides, I'm so smart... and I know they always say pussy compared to my parents. She said she was shy, too."

"Really?

"Has my mother ever told you my story?

"Never heard of it, but originally, Françoise doesn't talk about his private life at all."

Certainly from Françoise, I've never heard of having a daughter.

And you also know that Pharma is coaching her, but she didn't touch it.

Indeed, even Ellen's divine test the other day had dropped her.

"Being born with less divine power means that I was not loved by the patron saint, the drug god. So no matter how hard I try, I think I have a miserable life ahead of me as an abandoned person"

It's not like I don't even know her logic.

Because throughout my life, the divine power I have been given will not increase no matter how much effort I put into it.

"So what happens to those who can't use divine art?

To Farma's point, she stuffed the words.

"The divine power reserved for us is not for me. It is the power of those who can use divine art to protect and help those who cannot. It doesn't matter how many or few people are born there."

"So I ask you, is the professor using divine power to think it's for the good of the world?

"At least that's what I'm gonna do."

Pharma answered without shame. I don't think it's a bad idea to use divine power for your own benefit.

But I don't want that to be all, Farma thinks.

Farma calms down once and for all because she seems to be getting emotional.

"Have you forgotten one important thing? You've already passed the exams that were dozens of times more difficult to get into this department. Students who did not think they could follow the curriculum have not been allowed to enroll from the beginning."

"... what is that"

"So if you do it normally, you can. Try to solve the mock, do a similar problem, review the wrong part, and if you don't know, come to me with a question. That's all the countermeasures. You have lost too much confidence, no academic student who is unlikely to graduate has been admitted to this department since the beginning. If you can't practice theology, you can transfer credits in physical education."

One by one, she was relieved to be shown future prospects.

"So the rest depends on your motivation. If you didn't understand, come back later."

Pharma said so and tried to walk away because the prebell for the next lecture rang, but...

Brondell stood up on the bench and cried.

"I can't remember. I can't remember anything here lately!

"What do you mean?

"My memory keeps disappearing. Please help!

Hazy Pharma asks the eye immediately.

And I saw a strong red light on her head.

It is indeterminate and the boundaries are unclear. It's about three centimeters in size.

(Brain tumor)

Farma felt the trauma she had forgotten come back to life.

It was the same disease that took the life of his biological sister.