Chronicle of the Secret Medicine: the Rose and the Crucible

1271, Toledo, Iberia. The streets were burned with the fires of the Inquisition, and charges of heresy were arbitrarily placed on potions masters. A massacre left the cowardly apprentice Elias without his only mentor. Carrying the broken secret book and the mysterious copper box, he became a remnant of the heresy pursued by the church. Everyone says that potions are gifts from the devil, and medicinal veins are the mark of evil. But no one knows that magic medicine is a gift from nature, and spiritual veins are the origin of the world. The hidden medicinal veins awakened, and the crucible ignited the blue medicinal fire. Moonflower extracts clear dew, myrrh precipitates frost, and silver ore smelts spiritual breath. In this dark Middle Ages where alchemy was rampant and the church was dictatorial, Elias took charge of the ancient Hermetic secret medicine as a mortal. The sobriety potion breaks the church's confession and brainwashing, the concealment potion avoids the pursuit of the inquisition, and the spiritual pulse potion counteracts the sacred forbidden arts. He traveled through the torrent of history: Step past the abandoned Visigothic altar and explore the underground chamber of Notre Dame de Paris; Witness the sudden collapse of the Knights Templar and gain insight into the hidden truth behind the outbreak of the Black Death; Meet a paranoid and intelligent alchemist girl, and work together to hold on to the remaining glimmer of humanity. The cardinal's ambition is monstrous, and he attempts to use sacred potions to control the king's power and tear the spiritual veins of the earth; There is an undercurrent of collusion among the nobles, alchemists are fighting each other, and all forces are frantically competing for the resources of ancient secret medicines. When the Black Death swept across the European continent, victims were everywhere and all lives were devastated. Everyone is waiting for death in despair. Only the heretical potion can save the collapsed world. Elias holds the crucible in his hand and swims upstream: