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.

was now the fifth of January, only the first few days of the new year,

with a layer of pure silver tone, and the icy sensations between the breaths went straight into the heart and lungs of

relay station near the border of Salleria was extremely conspicuous at

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

usually be an uncivilized territory and few

the place was near the official route, the relay station appeared simple and

was for passing

drink hot water and eat

the area, and

on the

of winter, there were

they had no

sound of the rushing

the sound was rather loud, it was obvious that it

all year round, and they immediately opened their eyes and looked into the distance

white scenery, more than

eyes, and

the shopkeeper hurriedly pushed

greet

they suddenly felt energetic, and all

and since the shopkeeper said they were the

more than a dozen cavalry horses trampling the ground got louder, and even the fragile bamboo strips walls of the station trembled, causing large swaths

warm greetings of the shopkeeper and waiter, the

dozen tall and strong men with

in, they looked around the

not dare to look

leader of the defenders sneered and ordered others to

alone at a table and pompously threw his longsword and armor on the table,

and shouted, “Who’s the shopkeeper? Serve

That was not the first time the shopkeeper came in

the waiter to hurry, he warmed the wine for the guards and said respectfully, “My lords, are you all rushing back to the capital after being invited to participate in the 30th-anniversary celebration

can it be?” The leading defender

hurriedly gave