The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Maisie smiled gently and answered, “I’m afraid I don’t have the same opinion as you do this time, Uncle William.

I have a feeling that this young man drew these inscriptions.”

“How’s that possible? If that’s true, won’t he be a genius that can rival you, Lady Maisie?!” As William was too surprised, his voice was louder too.

When he noticed that, William hurriedly apologized.

Nevertheless, Maisie did not seem to mind, and the smile on her face remained as she replied, “Uncle William, you said it yourself too.

Since I can become an inscription master at this age and be called a genius, why can’t there be a second genius in the world? My dad often mentioned that Idacith is massive, and we all have a limited outlook of the world.

Perhaps we can meet another genius this time.”

Since Maisie said that, William did not argue with her anymore.

Nonetheless, William still secretly disagreed with Maisie’s opinion.

After all, William was also an inscription master, so he knew better than an ordinary person how difficult it was to reach his position.

William was confident that behind the young man, there was an inscription master.

While the two were talking, Chris already prepared the paper, ink, and brush.

Soon, Maisie started to draw, and Molie’s image instantly appeared on the paper.

The portrait was so lifelike, and it was almost the same as what Chris described.

Moreover, even Molie’s brows that were lifted upward were vividly drawn.

Maisie looked at the portrait she drew, and her heart ineffably beat faster.

Under Wiliam’s gesture, Chris walked forward to take a look at the painting, and he directly exclaimed, “It’s him! It’s him! The portrait’s so lifelike!”

“It seems that your painting skill has improved again, Lady Maisie,” William complimented her, “Now that we have this portrait, it’ll be easier for us to find him.

However, I’m afraid that this young man might not be from Evergreen Town, but he’s just passing by.

If he left Evergreen Town, it might be troublesome to find him.”

Maisie was confused.

After seeing the portrait that she drew, Maisie’s initially calm emotion suddenly rippled, and she could not concentrate on thinking anymore.

“Well, you should decide on it, Uncle William,” just as she was about to leave, Maisie added, “but, I have a request.”

Maisie, you‘re

just say what’s on

first,” then, Maisie bit her lips, “Also… If

Maisie

warmed up,

details, and he just nodded his

thought, “There are some patterns that I don’t understand on

we can find that young man, I

I can get

William heard Maisie’s thoughts, he

Maisie as a rare inscription

not be

***

what happened in the Oceans Chamber

bottles of blood essence

its concentrated vital energy, but

purchase a few bottles and utilize The Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale to absorb them, I’m sure

body, but I can also speed up my journey in reaching

he left the business district without

aromatic scent came from this

felt hungry, and more importantly, The Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale

the blood essence now, I might as well purchase some monster

all, the purpose of going out this time

of this, Molie

felt every drop of his

hesitate anymore and

a seat on the second floor by

waiter soon

not eat much since he

when Molie looked at the menu and started picking out

only was Molie ordering a long list of food, but each of

and wild

equal to a warrior’s strength, whereas monsters were comparable to

extraordinary powers, and it was extremely dangerous to

meat would be very

the cutting and cooking cost would be much higher than wild animal

dishes that Molie ordered, it

families could not even eat this amount in

not help but be suspicious of Molie

noticed that the waiter still stood there and did