The First Heir

Seeing that the distance between them was quite appropriate, Philip took out a notebook. With a pen, he drew waves and a few figures that seemed like merpeople on it.

The mermaid became excited, but the boy did not react much.

Was the boy not a merman?

Philip slid his pen and notebook across the floor.

The boy picked them up and started to draw as Philip did. His drawing was quite sloppy, but Philip could still see a few key things, such as the symbol for highly toxic chemicals and a few words that were vague but still legible, which spelled Sammy.

Philip called out tentatively, “Sammy?”

The boy looked up at Philip, his tears uncontrollable. The message contained in those eyes included pain, loneliness, indignity, and deep homesickness.

Philip had some idea now. This boy probably became like this after being exposed to toxic substances. As for knowing the merpeople’s language, he was probably taken in by the merfolk.

his name, so he had probably lived with the merfolk for more than

down and spread his arms open to the boy.

the mermaid and hesitated for a moment. The mermaid kept encouraging him. Finally, the boy could not hold

much for him. Philip patted him on the back and comforted him. The teenager hugged Philip tightly and refused

came in to clean up and feed the fish.

over. He recognized the mermaid in the water tank and said with shining eyes, “My friend,

my friend…” Philip did not look at him but felt

much will it cost for us

looked at the well-dressed monster in human skin in front of him coldly and said, “Call your manager over, that blond old

on duty today, and you don’t call the shots here. Trespassing

that Philip refused to budge, the man said

down in an attacking pose, intimidating the people approaching

boy, and said loudly, “Let’s see who dares to

carried him on his back when he was a child, and his