Then Mirelle suddenly moved away and coughed heavily. She was almost out of breath from the coughing. Watching his sister, Anselm let out a sigh of resignation. It seemed that no matter how worried he was, he knew there was nothing he could do.
"She's been like this for a few days. I couldn't find any medicine, and the cough only got worse... I'm worried she might start coughing up blood soon..."
Ilaria jabbed Jude in the side. She seemed to be asking him to do something.
Jude sighed and told them, "I know a doctor I can talk to through the Auction House. If things go well, we might be able to get some medicine."
Both of their eyes widened at his words.
"If you can do us that favor, we'll never, ever forget it!"
"Mirelle will never forget it either."
"Wait a minute."
Jude called the members through the Auction House. Luca, who called himself the group's Auction House addict, immediately answered his comment.
-Jude, is something wrong?
