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

he did not want to waste his time

through, Yolanda led his horse

was about to let Yolanda pass when his other mate looked at

has yet to pay

but

not have any experience traveling outside, so

Hence, he swiftly nodded.

too, and it’ll be more expensive than yours,

pay a toll

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

the warrior in his mid-thirties

Yolanda’s money pouch

at the same thing, and their

of Yolanda’s property, there were still at least 5000 fedulings in

would usually only get about thirty fedulings each day at

fedulings was hundreds of times

greed in their eyes, and

Are you going to let me pass

regained his

shocked me! What if

let me go?” Yolanda swept his gaze at the

“That’s fine too.

road, so return the fedulings I gave you just

The warrior in his mid-thirties

three other warriors also took a step forward, and they

men up and down, and he mocked,

the few men heard Yolanda’s question,

One of them snorted.

I think you

you pass by

man said, “Before this, our bags full

that man, but you do look like

the men drew out a machete

us check

there’s no problem, we’ll let you

obvious that once Yolanda’s money pouch went to them, he would

not want to argue with these men as he thought they were

the sun-seeker grass was

Yolanda compromised, the more the men thought he was a weak

arrogantly

that, Yolanda’s smile