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.

January, only the first few days of the new year, and a heavy snowfall fell

rivers were all covered with a layer of pure silver tone, and the icy sensations

of Salleria was

covering an area of half an acre, surrounded by walls made of bamboo sticks and mud, which could at best stop the howling north

would usually be an

the official route, the relay station appeared simple and

the station was for passing pedestrians to come

they could drink hot water and

area, and around seven travel-worn customers

on the

that kind of winter, there were few

had no

the rushing

sound was rather loud, it was obvious that it was not ordinary

and waiter ran the station here all year round, and they immediately opened their

the white scenery,

and he narrowed his eyes as he looked into

his eyes flashed, and the shopkeeper hurriedly

up and greet the border

shout, they suddenly felt energetic, and all looked out

place was already within Salleria’s territory, and since the shopkeeper said they

than a dozen cavalry horses trampling the ground got louder, and even the fragile bamboo

with the warm greetings of the shopkeeper and waiter,

a dozen tall and strong men with

they walked in, they

guests in the station did not dare to look

leader of the defenders sneered and

pompously threw his longsword and armor on the table, causing a loud

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

time the shopkeeper came in contact with

guards and said respectfully, “My lords, are you all rushing back to the capital after being invited to participate

leading defender grinned,

shopkeeper hurriedly gave a