The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Anne drew a weight inscription as Adrian carefully observed each of his movements.

She paid attention to all the most minor details.

When Anne was drawing, Adrian’s expressions also changed a few times.

She could be showing a faint smile, nodding, or even expressing a look of doubt.

Nonetheless, after Anne was done with his inscription, a hint of firmness showed in Adrian’s eyes.

Since Adrian mentioned that she would guide Joe, Anne did not hold back and asked her about his problems while drawing.

Initially, Anne thought Adrian would just give him surface commentaries such as he was skillful, great, and had potential.

Unexpectedly, Adrian did not do that.

Just like a teacher, Adrian pointed out each mistake and irregularities Anne made during his inscription process.

Moreover, she did not miss out on even the slightest part

Anne was stunned when he heard her.

After all, he truly did not expect Adrian to have been so meticulous.

He knew that such a chance was rare, so Anne pricked up his ears, remembering Adrian’s guidance.

Then, he took the initiative to request another attempt.

Adrian did not reject Anne’s request.

Instead, she directly accepted it with a look of approval on her face.

At that moment, Anne felt like a pupil to Adrian.

Despite feeling slightly awkward, Anne admitted he truly benefited a lot under Adrian’s guidance.

His understanding of inscription skills was far more profound than before.

This feeling was just like a martial art journey.

An expert’s commentary would have been better than three years of hard training alone.

Anne felt as if he was somewhat enlightened.

but this time

Adrian smiled in satisfaction.

the two seemed to get

them took their seats, Adrian said, “Violet, your

inscription skills, you’re likely to make some

to recruit him, but he shook his head and

other hand, he knew very well that

could only paint the inherited patterns, and it would be more difficult for

was not

would not be able to tell Adrian the Tower of Life’s

her that his ambition

Adrian did not insist

she nodded and replied,

power can be

inscriptions are just a

heard that, he

as he wanted to ask what sanctification

if you don’t make use of your inscription

I’ll be staying in Evergreen Town for about

this period, you can

there’s any problem with your inscription,

Anne would not reject such

of Life’s memory inheritance on the inscriptions was not only on the shape-shifting

more profound inscriptions left for him to learn, and Anne would need to

was a beautiful lady that

Anne sought advice, he could

So, why not?

matters, he spoke a few more

inscriptions with him, but under Adrian’s guidance, he drew

eight pieces of the inscriptions at the price

came out with a heavy bag of money, coming to a total

2600 fedulings, Anne had about 7400 fedulings in total, and it

took the fedulings, said

then left the Oceans Chamber

at the eight inscription pieces in front of her in

one took a closer look at the weight of inscriptions, one would have surely noticed the

similar, but the final three pieces… Each one was more

but praise, “He has sufficient practice but lacks the understanding of the