บททั้งหมดของ The First Heir: บทที่ 5361 - บทที่ 5370

The people who were released were extremely frightened, gasping for air as if they had encountered something dreadful in the palace. “Teacher, you have to save us. This palace is so scary! I don’t want to stay here anymore!” They were here to look for opportunities, but they nearly lost their lives instead. Anyone would be upset. Philip shook his head. All the treasures were in his hands now. Although he did not care for them much, it was a blessing, after all. “Come with me. Let’s leave this place.” Philip took everyone next to the sealed door. He saw a small groove on the door handle which seemed like a placeholder for something. The shape of this groove was the same as the sealing stone. Needless to say, Philip knew what to do. Philip decided to let everyone out. “You guys should leave now. Don’t stay here anymore. This place is too dangerous for you.” Philip waved his hand and told them to leave, which they did in a panic. Everyone knew that this place was too e

“I can become a henchman or a lecturer, but don’t assign a position to me. I'm just an ordinary person.” Fennel was afraid of hassle. He would rather roam the world freely than take up a position like a dean. Everyone looked at Wynn with blazing eyes. This position was obviously hers. Philip took Wynn's hand gently. “Everyone voted for you because they trust you, and I trust you too, so giving this position to you is the best choice.” Philip knew he was very busy and had let his family down, so Philip had always doted on Wynn. Wynn mustered her courage from Philip’s unwavering trust in her. “Okay, since you’re willing to trust me, I’ll give it a try. I’ll do my best.” After saying this, Wynn clenched her fists nervously, panicking inside. After taking care of things, Philip took a few people back to Guzo Continent, where many things were waiting for him to deal with. At this time, Martha ran out of the villa sneakily. The world had returned to normal by now. Altho

“Come over here if you want to register, but we want to remind you that you’ll be sent to a dangerous place for training upon successful registration, and you may die there! “Only people who pass the training successfully will have a chance to be accepted as an apprentice. We won’t bear responsibility for any casualties!” The person in charge of registration announced loudly and kept emphasizing the point. Although his warning sounded very scary, everyone thought it was an opportunity. People would die eventually anyway. It would be best if they could live a different life. “Does that guy have a different training approach?” Aslan wondered what training channel Dustin had. “Philip, should we give it a try?” Aslan was interested in this so-called training. Philip was wary because he felt it was more than met the eye. “Go ahead and sign up for both of us. I want to see what other tricks he has up his sleeve. Is he trying to use these people as blood sacrifices again?” P

Kemp was a turncoat. Although he seemed loyal now, he had started plotting against Dustin. Philip and the others did not know about this. They had signed up by now. Aslan stood next to Philip with the registration form and said doubtfully, “Is that it for the registration?” Dustin's apprenticeship registration was easier than anything he had experienced. “We need to go through various tests and review our talents when we join a guild, but we only need to fill in our names and contact details here?” Aslan laughed. Everything felt like a dream. Philip nodded solemnly. Everything smelled fishy. Dustin would never do this for no reason. “An engraver is such a mysterious profession.” Philip felt a little curious about this profession. He was repulsed by the idea of ​​carving spells on a person’s body. A practitioner’s body could heal very quickly. After the engraved spells disappear, the effects would also vanish, bringing everything back to square one. In Philip's opini

Philip teased, curious about Mr. Lindell’s secret. Mr. Lindell hesitated but took a deep breath and decided to tell them the truth. “To be honest, Dustin is my younger brother. We chose different paths in our early days because we had different thoughts in life. I never liked his profession very much. In my opinion, it’s a sick profession.” Mr. Lindell looked at the sky with despair and helplessness. Everyone was curious about the story between Mr. Lindell and Dustin, especially the two young kids watching the excitement. As a nosy parker, Aslan moved forward curiously and sat on a stool in front of Mr. Lindell. Seeing their interest, Mr. Lindell laughed and said, “Since you guys are so curious, I’ll tell you about it!” Following that, Mr. Lindell told them the story about him and his inadequate brother. He seemed very disappointed with Dustin from the bottom of his heart. “This profession of his requires a lot of effort and is harmful to the human body, which is someth