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.

unsure whether the official route had a checkpoint before, but

not want to waste his time here, so

his horse forward

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

has yet

but he quickly understood what

be from a wealthy family and did not have any experience traveling outside, so there was a

Hence, he swiftly nodded.

your horse is charged too, and it’ll

horse needs to pay

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

mid-thirties did not take the

at Yolanda’s money pouch

were also staring at the same thing, and their eyes

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

usually only get about thirty fedulings each day at the

pouch full of fedulings was hundreds of times more than their daily

saw the greed in their eyes, and he

you going to let me pass or

his mid-thirties finally regained his senses,

you shouting?! You shocked me! What if I don’t

let me go?” Yolanda swept his gaze at the

“That’s fine too.

so return

The warrior in his mid-thirties

warriors also took a step forward,

Yolanda sized the few men up and down, and he mocked, “What are you guys trying

few men heard Yolanda’s question, they thought he

One of them snorted.

Boy, I think you look

pass by

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

manage to catch that man, but you

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

us check

there’s no problem, we’ll

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

these men

finding the sun-seeker grass was more

the more Yolanda compromised, the more the men thought

were acting arrogantly and

the thought of that, Yolanda’s smile became