Parallel World Pharmacy Volume 3 Chapter 11 Part2

Translator: Ese

Editor: blacklotus

To Ellen's joke, Pallé replied with a sermon.

“You know what? Why do we have to deal with Falma's fantasy? You're a first-cla.s.s pharmacist, right? If you're a teacher with such a half-hearted att.i.tude, aren't you going being single forever? Even though he's the second son, he needs to become an independent pharmacist."

"I'll tell you what, I will wait for the carriage."

“d.a.m.n”

Ellen and Palle ended up waiting for the carriage. The carriage that Falma arranged came swiftly.

On the way back, Palle grieved over his brother.

“My brother is foolish; I am depressed. When I die, what would happen to De Medicis Family? What a bad luck. Looks like I cannot die like this.”

The future of the De Medicis Family was. .h.i.therto said to be in the dark ahead. Blanche also hated studying, and Falma was an optimistic idiot; still daydreaming. Palle groaned as he was harboring these thoughts.

“Is that so? I think you're fortunate.”

Ellen said to Palle with a mischievous smile.

“Is it pleasurable for you to observe me suffering from death?”

Palle provoked reflexively but Ellen didn't mind it.

“Hey, Palle your brain muscle's good for anything, but it goes against the Guardian Deity.”

From the time Palle was concerned, he went to the church every day and didn't miss a worship while he was in the imperial capital.

Even if his family doesn't accompany him, he still went worshipping alone every morning.

Even if it rained or snowed, even though he suffered from a severe cold; he would still go to church.

“Why have you gone so far in worshiping the Guardian G.o.d?”

“Of course, why wouldn't I? We can use the Divine Art. It's the protection of the Guardian G.o.d who gave us the Divine Power. You have too little faith in the Water G.o.d! G.o.ds will punish you, and you will be unable to use Divine Arts! “

Ellen's Guardian G.o.d was the G.o.d of Water, yet it would better if she visits the temple once a month and worships. Although she wasn't a devout. The amount of divine power that's predetermined by birth didn't increase merely because she/he believed earnestly. It's a common knowledge that prayers to the Guardian G.o.ds should be unmissed in the morning or at night, but there're a few n.o.bles who were easily protected.

In that situation, Pallé was overly exemplary; a faithful believer of Medicine G.o.d.

“Same as usual”

Ellen smiled happily.

“Because you're so enthusiastic about faith, it looks like your Guardian G.o.d has come to your side through prayers."

“What do you mean?”

Palle's Guardian G.o.d was the Medicine G.o.d. He who's born with a heavenly order to become a court pharmacist. Palle was proud his Guardian G.o.d's the Medicine G.o.d. No matter how much Ellen made an effort as a pharmacist, she can't overcome the difference between the Guardian G.o.ds.

If the Guardian G.o.d was a Medicine G.o.d, Palle could be a court pharmacist but Ellen cannot.

It's a lie to say that Ellen never thought that she was envious of Palle who's Guardian G.o.d was the Medicine G.o.d.

“No, nothing”

Ellen made the words turbid. She couldn't improve it because of her envy.

Because the G.o.d of Medicine didn't reveal himself to Palle, Ellen thought it would be better not to mention anything for now.

Palle and Ellen returned to the pharmacy. Falma secured the pharmacy, standing in front of the entrance, waiting for them.

“Welcome back, both of you.”

“I headed home with a carriage as you wanted, are you satisfied with this?”

Falma received his brother's coat and prepares two shoes.

By the way, Blanche returned to the mansion before his eldest brother returned.

“Welcome to Diversis Mundi Pharmacy, my older brother. Please come inside.”

“Oh my”

Palle set his foot inside of the pharmacy.

“Is this… a pharmacy?”

The pharmacy included the arrangements which overturned the conventional concept of the pharmacy. Palle was equally surprised by the fact that he incorporated products that he didn't know how to use. The storage method of the medicine was also different. There were few bottles of medicinal herbs and simple herbs. When he saw the floor plan and the dispensing room on the first floor of the pharmacy, he was impressed.

It was visibly comprehensible, it wasn't the result of Ellen's guidance.

“Good guys come here”

Falma seated on the first floor sitting desk with both Palle and Ellen.

In front of them, a paper was distributed, drinks and sweets were placed.

“Yeah, yeah, it's a wishful thing.”

“I'll explain older brother's illness once again.”

Falma seated down opposite to them.

“Why would you give me a consultation?”

Palle was being grumpy.

“Properly, listen to me at least until the end before stating something. If you're okay with that, undergo my treatment."

“Oh, if you can convince me, then give me a demonstration of your theory”

The words that came out to Palle's throat. He, who's a leading student of the Nova Root Pharmaceutical University, was absurd. When the aroma of tea reached Palle's nose, he gulped it and made himself drink some water to clear his throat.

“Before that, please lay your arms."