The First Heir

He turned around, picked up the girl, and disappeared between the buildings in a flash.

Philip stopped in an alley. He looked at the snickering girl and wondered if all the girls in this world were so wicked.

“Tell me what you want,” Philip said in exasperation.

“Elder Whitmore was afraid you’d get lost, so he asked me to be your tour guide,” the girl said with a smile.

‘Rather than a tour guide, I think a watchdog seems more like it,’ Philip thought inwardly.

Philip sighed and said, “It just happens that I want to see Elder Whitmore. Lead the way.”

“Elder Whitmore has gone to attend the Alliance Meeting and won’t be back until tomorrow. I’d better show you around,” the girl said.

“What meeting?” Philip raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

The girl thought for a while as if making up her mind and said, “Don’t tell Elder Whitmore that I told you.”

Philip nodded, motioning for her to continue.

the White Marsh royal family is about to open. Everyone is getting ready to recruit people and compete for

representing Montana Alliance to

forbidden land? What sort

family. According to legend, it was created by a sword strike from an ancient power, and there’s a long and narrow bunker in the middle of

it easily, but the guards recently noticed that the pressure is gradually receding,

person who carved a gorge hundreds of miles long with a single strike of a sword must be a holy-tier

saying that, the girl stood there in a daze, her face

You can

were about to fight for the

the information this girl

you the way. By the way, my name is

said, the girl tried to pull

“Philip…”

interrupted him mercilessly. “Philip Clarke,

spoke, she raised her fair and

felt