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

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

of Salleria was extremely conspicuous at that moment

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

border would usually be an uncivilized territory and few people

official route, the

that snowy winter day, the station was

they could drink hot water and

the area, and

on the sofa cushion beside the fire, squinting and

of winter, there were few

no guests

the rushing clip-clop of

rather loud, it was obvious that it was not

all year round, and they immediately opened their eyes and looked

white scenery, more than

in the shopkeeper’s eyes, and he narrowed

flashed, and the shopkeeper hurriedly pushed the waiter next

greet

shout, they suddenly felt energetic, and

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

the ground got louder, and even the fragile bamboo strips walls of the station trembled, causing large

the shopkeeper and waiter, the curtain

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

they walked in, they looked around

to

leader of the defenders sneered

table and pompously threw his longsword

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

That was not the first time the shopkeeper came in contact with the border

“My lords, are you all rushing back to the capital after being invited to participate in the 30th-anniversary celebration of His Majesty’s ascension

else can it be?” The leading

hurriedly gave a thumbs