The First Heir

Philip merely smiled.

“I think I can give it a try. If I can deal with them, it won’t be too late to tell them that I’m from Montana Alliance. If not, they won’t know any better. Either way, there’s no harm. What do you think, Elder Whitmore?”

Philip tossed the ball to Elder Whitmore’s court, knowing that Elder Whitmore wanted to take this opportunity to test his skills.

If he was strong enough, the other party would actively recruit him. If not, the other party might even kick him out.

Perhaps out of respect, he would let Philip leave of his own accord.

Philip had realized the other party’s intentions, but he could not care less. It so happened that he would be able to see what the herb was and also get an initial estimate of the strength of these people on the upper floor.

“In that

that, Philip left the meeting room without hesitation. The messenger who brought the

did not have to be said explicitly, only a tacit understanding

Elder Whitmore were obviously

large and small countries

regarded as a small force in the country. It was not

friction would only occur in these small forces, either because of medicine or resources. That was because they had control of very few things, while the

had not reached that level

from a distance the forces of the two parties in a conflict. This was an ungoverned area, or rather, it was an area controlled by all

Alliance could only come to

from before, Commander Graham, leading Starfire Alliance to attack Montana Alliance. However, the method of fighting surprised Philip because both parties

elemental talents