The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

When Solana saw Caspian passing her the jade identification badge, she was stunned.

Then, she looked at him.

Caspian only smiled, saying, “Even though I’m supposedly your teacher, I’ve never truly taught you anything useful.

The only thing I have an abundance of right now is perhaps the sect contributions points in this jade identification badge.

If you need to, you can find Master Delmont and ask if you can use them first.

The Star-Refiner Valley has quite a lot of resources, and they’re useful for your ascension.”

Although Caspian sounded casual, Solana felt that her heart was stabbed.

She was a girl of few words, but it did not mean she could not feel what others felt.

At that time, Caspian’s words carried a reminder as if he would never come back.

If it were not for the determination to die for something, the sect disciples would not simply give their jade identification badge to another person.

Just like how Wesley handed his jade identification badge to Caspian, and he was ready to rush into the tide of monsters, never coming back.

After taking a deep breath, Solana accepted Caspian’s jade identification badge.

As she used too much force on her knuckles, they trembled and were.

“Alright,” Caspian patted Solana’s head for the last time, “When I’m back, I want to see that you’ve improved significantly.” Then, Caspian turned around, not looking back once.

Behind him, Solana tears rolled down her cheeks as she tightly held Caspian’s jade identification badge and hummed heavily.

***

The last trace of summer heat was gradually replaced by the coolness of early autumn as August passed.

After autumn ended, another year was almost coming to an end.

In the blink of an eye, the year ended.

few days of the new year, and a

of pure silver tone, and the icy sensations between the

the border of Salleria was extremely

an area of half an acre, surrounded by walls made of bamboo sticks and mud, which could at

border would usually be an uncivilized territory and few people would

the official route,

day, the station was for passing pedestrians to come in

hot water and eat a simple hot

placed in the area, and around seven travel-worn customers sat in half of

and waiter in the station leaned on the sofa cushion beside

that kind of winter, there were

no

the sound of the rushing clip-clop of hooves came

the sound was rather loud, it was obvious that it was

they immediately opened their eyes and looked into the distance

white scenery, more than ten soldiers

of doubt in the shopkeeper’s eyes, and he narrowed

his eyes flashed, and the shopkeeper hurriedly pushed the waiter next

and greet the border

they suddenly felt energetic, and all looked out of the

within Salleria’s territory, and since the shopkeeper said they were the border guards, they would naturally be Salleria’s

trampling the ground got louder, and even the fragile bamboo strips walls

greetings of the shopkeeper and waiter, the curtain of

and snow blew in, more than a dozen tall and strong men with a sword around their waist

in, they

original guests in the station did not dare to look at them, and

the defenders sneered and

and pompously threw his longsword and armor on the table,

foot and shouted, “Who’s the shopkeeper? Serve us alcohol and meat now! We still have

time the shopkeeper came in contact with

you all rushing back to the capital after being invited to participate in the 30th-anniversary celebration

leading defender grinned, and he

hurriedly gave a