His tone was gentle, his voice soft, yet he instantly drew the attention of everyone around the table.
Delighted surprise spread across Maltz's face.
He knew his partner all too well.
If Arthur had spoken up, he was certain he could do it.
"Please, Arthur!"
The Old Chief spoke solemnly.
As Cotton's comrade-in-arms, the Old Chief walked over to Mrs. Andor and helped his old comrade's fiancée to her feet.
"Thank you!
I'm willing to give you everything I have!"
Mrs. Andor looked at Arthur, her face filled with gratitude.
Everyone nearby breathed a sigh of relief when Arthur stepped forward.
Malinda's hesitation just now had left them uncertain.
Fortunately, they still had Arthur!
Linda, in particular, looked delighted-
As I thought, Creados is truly extraordinary!
Although my talent can't compare to Arthur's, it should surpass everyone else's!
That was what the girl thought.
The phantom behind her immediately grew a little more solid. An entirely golden headdress extending down to the base of its nose gradually began to appear, and glimmers of life entered its eyes.
Malinda noticed the change.
But at that moment, she did not study it closely. She turned to Arthur as he approached her, her eyes full of surprise.
Is he helping me out of this predicament?
Then her eyes narrowed.
Because-
Payment!
Arthur mouthed the word to her.
Hah, I knew it. Greedy Medium!
She sneered inwardly, but ultimately gave a slight nod.
She could ignore Mrs. Andor's request, but she had to consider her own reputation, and besides...
She wanted to see the Black Cat Faction's rumored Mystic Art, Communing with the Netherworld!
The latter was especially important to her.
Once he received Malinda's affirmative response, Arthur hesitated no further. He walked up to Mrs. Andor, raised a hand, and lightly touched her.