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.

the first few days of the new year,

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

border of Salleria was extremely conspicuous at that moment amidst the white

inn, it was more like a shed covering an area of half an acre, surrounded by walls made of

country, the border would usually be an uncivilized territory and few people would pass

near the official route, the

the station was for passing pedestrians to come

they could drink hot water and eat a

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

station leaned on the sofa cushion beside the fire, squinting and dozing

of winter, there were few

no

of the rushing

it was obvious that it was not

they immediately opened their eyes and looked into

scenery, more than

and

shopkeeper hurriedly pushed the

up and greet

the shopkeeper’s shout, they

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

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

of the shopkeeper and waiter, the curtain of

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

walked in, they looked around

the station did not dare to look at them, and

seeing that, the leader of the defenders

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

on the bench with one foot and shouted, “Who’s the shopkeeper? Serve us alcohol and meat now!

time the shopkeeper came in contact with the

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 of

be?” The leading defender

shopkeeper hurriedly gave a thumbs