The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As Yolanda used a shape-shifting inscription, he appeared to be a young man around 20 years old.

Holding a white horse with a knife on his waist, he looked like someone from a noble family, and no one would relate him to Maurina from Evergreen Town.

After leading the horse forward for a while, Yolanda suddenly discovered a checkpoint on the official road toward the mountain.

However, this road was not only the access toward the Dark Cloud Forest’s outback, but it was also leading toward other towns.

He looked over and saw around seven people blocking at the checkpoint, and it seemed like they were arguing about something.

Yolanda led the horse toward them and heard one of the men say, ‘We’ve never heard that we need to pay to get there.’

The people who set up the checkpoint were four warriors.

Facing the few ordinary men, the martial artists sounded more righteous.

One of the warriors, who appeared to be in his mid-thirties, sneered.

Then, he poked at a man’s chest.

The person who spoke just now immediately retreated a few steps back, covering his chest as he kept gasping for air.

He was unable to say a word.

When the others saw the warrior made a move, their faces immediately changed.

At the end of the day, they were still ordinary people, and were not a match for a warrior, let alone four.

Realizing that they were frightened, the warrior laughed grimly.

“You might not have heard it before, but you’re hearing it now.

We’re also reasonable people, so you’ll just need to pay two fedulings for each person to get in.

Otherwise, you can choose to take a detour.

We didn’t set a roadblock there.”

Hearing what the warrior said, the few men showed a bitter expression.

A detour might sound simple, but in truth, they would need to bypass most of the Dark Cloud Forest, which would take about at least half a month.

They wanted to argue and reason, but when the few warriors glared at them, they did not dare to say anything.

Then, they shakingly passed more than a dozen fedulings, and hurriedly walked away from the checkpoint.

Yolanda queued behind the group of people.

checkpoint before, but since it would only

his time here, so

through, Yolanda led his

his mid-thirties was about to let Yolanda pass when his other mate looked at Yolanda and

horse has yet to pay

mid-thirties was shocked, but he quickly

did not have any experience traveling outside, so there was

Hence, he swiftly nodded.

too, and it’ll be

needs to pay a toll too?”

an easy target, but he was unwilling to argue and took out three

mid-thirties

stared at Yolanda’s money

the same thing, and their eyes

of money was not all of Yolanda’s property, there were still at least 5000

warriors would usually only get about thirty fedulings each day

fedulings was hundreds

saw the greed in their eyes,

Are you going to let me

regained

You shocked me! What

let me go?” Yolanda swept

“That’s fine too.

so return the fedulings I gave

fedulings? Dream on!” The warrior in his mid-thirties

three other warriors also took a step forward, and they instantly

and he mocked, “What

few men heard Yolanda’s

One of them snorted.

think you look somewhat

you pass

other man said, “Before this, our bags full of fedulings was

manage to catch that man, but

swooshing sounds, the rest of the men drew out a machete each and pointed

us check your

problem, we’ll let

Yolanda’s money pouch went to them,

men as he thought they

finding the sun-seeker grass

more Yolanda compromised, the more the men thought

were acting arrogantly and

thought of that, Yolanda’s smile