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.

whether the official route had a checkpoint before, but since it would only cost

not want to waste his time here, so he had readied his

Yolanda led his horse forward and passed

Yolanda pass when his other

horse has yet

shocked, but he quickly understood what was

family and did not have any experience traveling outside, so there was

Hence, he swiftly nodded.

your horse is charged too, and

needs to pay

he was unwilling to argue and

mid-thirties did not take the

at Yolanda’s money pouch without

also staring at the same thing, and

the bag of money was not all of Yolanda’s property, there were

warriors would usually only get about thirty fedulings each day at the checkpoint

of fedulings was hundreds of times more than their

the greed in their eyes,

going to let me

finally regained his

shocked me!

me go?” Yolanda swept

“That’s fine too.

I won’t use this road, so return the

The

step forward,

men up and down, and he mocked, “What are you guys trying to

few men heard Yolanda’s question, they thought he

One of them snorted.

think you look

pass

“Before this, our bags full of

we didn’t manage to catch that

the rest of the men drew out a machete each and pointed at

us check

problem, we’ll

went to them,

to argue with these men as

the sun-seeker grass was more

the more Yolanda compromised, the more the men

arrogantly and pushing their

thought of that,