“Who dares to kill my grandson? They’ll pay for this!” The old man said coldly, and a murderous aura made everyone around him breathless.
“Send someone to keep an eye on the major ports and find the murderer. Find the two useless men too and feed them to the dogs!” The old man said angrily, and a group of people left the manor.
Philip had no idea about this. He was still chatting with Dion and Laurie leisurely.
Dion was not interested in Philip but rather in Philip’s little white cat, and Philip had a flash of inspiration.
“Why don’t I appoint you as a poop-shoveling officer and you can help me raise this cat?” Philip spoke, and Dion was taken aback when she heard that.
“What post is a poop-shoveling officer?”
As Dion had never set foot in the mundane world since she was a child, she was not familiar with modern popular terminology.
She asked Laurie beside her, but she had no idea as well.
“Uh, don’t worry about such details. This cat is yours now, but I have a request. You need to feed it some poison every day,” Philip reminded them, and Dion and Laurie were startled.
”P-Poison?” Dion did not know that the little white cat was resistant to poison, so she asked in surprise, but Philip nodded with certainty.
“Feed it to the cat like it’s a snack. It’s not an ordinary kitten, so don’t worry.”
As Philip explained, the two were relieved, but they were more interested in the purring little white cat now.
They chatted idly, and after some time, they found that it was dawn and the ship had docked, so they began to disembark.
Looking at the vast land in front of him, Philip took a deep breath. This was the first continent.
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