The alchemists' bodies were truly very weak; their resistance was practically zero.
Perhaps because they had reached their destination safely and received the Lord's guarantee to hire them, the mental mainspring that had been tense throughout the journey suddenly loosened. The exhaustion and illness accumulated over a long time flared up, and that very night, someone fell ill.
Jasmine was awakened by urgent knocking on the door in the middle of the night.
By the time she rubbed her eyes, regained her senses, and heard clearly what had happened from the servant who brought the news, that remaining bit of sleepiness had completely vanished.
Without even having time to put on a thick coat, hurriedly draping a thin shawl over herself, Jasmine hastily grabbed a lamp and ran to the house where the alchemists stayed.
