The First Heir

The cab driver looked at Philip in surprise but did not say anything. He immediately started the hover cab and sped through the air.

Philip, who was sitting in the back row, took out his communicator and sent a message to Emily, Iris, and Leopard, telling them that he had left the territory of the ancient dragon and hoped they would meet again in the future. He had no idea if they could receive this message.

After sending this message, Philip shut down the communicator and threw it into the space ring.

Glancing at the densely packed tall metallic buildings outside the window, as well as the neon signboards that were not very bright in daylight, Philip sighed.

If this trip went well, maybe he could see them again before the next stargate opened, but if the time was insufficient, it could be regarded as the last farewell.

The cab stopped in an old town southeast of the city.

“The fare is 130 star dollars.”

Philip took out a communicator he had gotten from a member of the Moon Worship Creed earlier and transferred the money.

communicators of those people were relatively low-level with hardly any security system, and the data would

of scrap metal. He did not know if bars were open at noon. Philip

come back later…” A skinny bartender

not here for

a regular bar from all angles, so he could only take a gamble. He avoided

his hat and said in a low voice, “I

bartender said calmly, “Sir,

heard Philip’s words just now, his

“What about this?”

took out a piece of mithril the size

the bartender had never seen

minute. I’ll

bartender pressed a button under

tall burly man walked out of the elevator and said fiercely