The First Heir

The appearance of this group of 12 fully armed warriors instantly attracted the attention of the entire Clarke family because they had never seen such soldiers or guards before.

Just the killing intent and chills radiating from them were enough to tell that this squad of 12 might be even stronger than a 100 member squad of the Clarke family. This was a cavalry built from a battlefield of life and death.

There was a sense of soaring invincibility.

12 people of the Sovereign Legion approached the ancestral memorial hall. Each of the six men in front carried a black and gold wooden box in their hands.

They passed through the crowd, walked up to Philip, and placed the black and gold wooden boxes in a row. Then, with a flick of their armored robes, these 12 people knelt in front of Philip on one knee. They bowed their heads and shouted in a muffled voice, “The 12 Legion of the Sovereign at your command.”

‘Sovereign?’

It was just a simple phrase but all members of the Clarke family gasped aloud.

Was this the combat group developed by Philip?

Legion of the Sovereign?

What a strong aura!

cold killing

a beat upon seeing the appearance of this group of people. Especially the six black and

the high pedestal, Roger looked at the 12 members of the Sovereign Legion kneeling in front of Philip and muttered to Fulton beside him, “What

gaze swept over them before he said blandly, “Their future achievements will not be inferior to the Shadow

nodded with satisfaction, his eyes filled with relief. He said, “It

him to their deaths, it’s also because of the young lord’s charm and means. My lord, I think the young lord’s potential has

hummed and nodded without saying a

this moment, Philip said,

Legion got up in an orderly manner and stood next to Philip. Philip glanced at the six black and gold wooden boxes on the floor before he turned his attention to Wade, who looked stunned. He said, “Granduncle Wade, these are six gifts for you.

moment, and his expression looked quite bad. He looked at those six black and gold wooden boxes on the floor that had traces of blood seeping

I’m afraid

He bent

“F*ck!”