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.

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

waste his time here, so

few ordinary people passed through, Yolanda led his

in his mid-thirties was about to let Yolanda pass when

horse has yet to

in his mid-thirties was shocked, but he quickly understood what was going

from a wealthy family and did not have any

Hence, he swiftly nodded.

and it’ll

needs to pay a toll too?” Yolanda

were treating him as an easy target, but he was unwilling to argue

the warrior in his mid-thirties did not take

Yolanda’s money pouch

were also staring at the same thing, and their eyes were

not all of Yolanda’s property,

about thirty fedulings each day at

pouch full of fedulings was hundreds

greed in their eyes,

going to let

his mid-thirties finally regained his

me! What if I don’t let

you don’t let me go?” Yolanda swept his

“That’s fine too.

use this road, so return

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

took a step forward, and

and down, and

heard Yolanda’s question,

One of them snorted.

I think

you pass by this

this, our

that man, but you

rest of the men drew out a machete each and

check

there’s no problem, we’ll let

went to them, he would never

to argue with these men as he thought they were unworthy

all, finding the sun-seeker

the men thought he

arrogantly and pushing their

of that, Yolanda’s smile became