A tree!
That banyan tree, with a canopy vast enough to cover the entire courtyard!
Arthur was no botanist, but Old Charlie had been.
Judging by the snippets of Old Charlie's words in his memories, even under ideal growing conditions, a banyan could never grow that large!
Even a century-old banyan could not reach forty or fifty meters in height!
Besides, ordinary banyans rarely lived that long.
A hundred years was the limit for most banyans. Though there were occasional long-lived specimens, even so-called thousand-year-old banyans, one certainly could not have grown inside Ymir Manor.
Because Ymir Manor itself had not existed that long.
The presence of the fountain pool meant that this banyan must have been transplanted there after the manor was built.
Most likely, Ymir Manor's third owner had planted it.
Had it been that Distant Nephew, he would have carefully restored the fountain left by his uncle and aunt, if only to maintain a basic appearance of decency.
All these anomalies told Arthur one thing-
There was power from the mystical side inside Ymir Manor!
The young Medium felt neither surprise nor fear at this. Instead, the corners of this "young" Medium's mouth lifted into a smile.
"Now things are getting interesting!"
Muttering this to himself, Arthur fastened his own belt, concealing it beneath his coat, and pinned the brooch to his waistcoat.
The seasoning jar was easiest to deal with. He simply placed it inside the [Athos Box].
Only after finishing these preparations did Arthur stride toward the ground floor.
Although these things were his to begin with, Arthur thoughtfully concealed them out of consideration for the feelings of Jia'er Mountain Town's Chief and the others.
What could he do? As a young, upright, innocent, and kindhearted Medium, he had to treat everyone "in need of