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.

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

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

relay station near the border of Salleria was extremely conspicuous

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

the border would usually be an

near the official route, the relay station appeared simple

winter day, the station was for

water and eat

moment, about eight tables were randomly placed in the area, and around seven travel-worn customers

leaned on the

of winter, there were few

they had no guests to

rushing clip-clop of

was rather loud, it was

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

amidst the white scenery, more

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

eyes flashed, and the shopkeeper

greet the border

the shopkeeper’s shout, they suddenly felt energetic,

and since the shopkeeper said they were the border guards,

even the fragile

the shopkeeper and waiter, the curtain of the station’s gate was suddenly

the cold wind and snow blew in, more than a dozen tall and strong

walked in, they looked around the

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

seeing that, the leader of the defenders

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

one foot and shouted, “Who’s the shopkeeper?

first time the shopkeeper came in

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

be?” The leading defender grinned, and he appeared

hurriedly gave a thumbs