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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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“A forbidden land between the territories of the ancient dragon royal family and the White Marsh royal family is
about to open. Everyone is getting ready to recruit people and compete for resources…”
“Elder Whitmore is representing Montana Alliance to attend the meeting…”
“A forbidden land? What sort of forbidden land?” Philip asked.
“There’s a huge gorge between the territories of the ancient dragon royal family and the White Marsh royal 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 this gorge…”
“At first, there was a terrifying pressure around it that made even nine-star powerhouses not dare to approach it
easily, but the guards recently noticed that the pressure is gradually receding, and there are signs that the bunker
is about to open.”
The girl did not treat Philip as an outsider at all and spoke incessantly, “The person who carved a gorge hundreds of
miles long with a single strike of a sword must be a holy-tier powerhouse, so the treasures inside must be
extraordinary.”
After saying that, the girl stood there in a daze, her face full of admiration and yearning.
“I see. You can go now.”
Philip guessed that the two parties were about to fight for the treasures.
If he was not mistaken, Elder Whitmore would definitely ask Philip to go along, and the information this girl told him
was most likely disclosed by Elder Whitmore to Philip on purpose.
“Huh? I can’t go. I have to show you the way. By the way, my name is Claire Sonnet.”
With that said, the girl tried to pull Philip with her.
“Philip…”
Before Philip could finish saying his name, Claire interrupted him mercilessly. “Philip Clarke, I know! You’re very
strong!”
As she spoke, she raised her fair and tender arms in a front double biceps pose.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPhilip suddenly felt exasperated and powerless.
“Where do you want to visit?” Claire asked while blinking her eyes.
“Take me to the alliance’s medical hall first,” Philip said.
Along the way, Claire spoke about everything under the sun while Philip looked at a loss for words.
The two arrived at the medical hall of Montana Alliance. Next to the medical hall was the forging hall, practice hall,
mecha hall, and so on.
Compared to the quaint and classic wooden signboard of the medical hall, the signboards of the other halls were
made of different types of metals. The writing looked a little familiar, almost like his mother’s handwriting.
Philip spaced out as he looked at the medical hall’s signboard.
Seeing that Philip was fascinated by the words, Claire said smugly, “That was written by the benefactor of Montana
Alliance. It looks good, huh?”
“Yes, it does…”
After saying that, Philip took out the token given to him by Elder Whitmore and walked in. Maybe he could find clues
his mother left behind here.