The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Dawn approached, and only the faint dark red sparks of the fire under the mountain remained as if a strong gust of wind could blow it off.

Caspian faced the stone, watching Dwayne who was nailed in front of him, was on his last breath.

The severe injuries, blood loss, and fright would be the end of him.

The utter misery and the pain accompanied by fear made Dwayne secretly curse at himself.

Would it not be great if he were a weak mortal instead of a warrior?

That way, he would be dead and free long ago, rather than ending up in that situation.

“I’ve… named them all… Your Highness…” Dwayne uttered with incredible difficulty.

With every word he said, it felt as if a blunt knife scratched his throat.

However, Dwayne had to find strength and say he wanted to die.

“Kill… Kill me… Just please…” Dwayne pleaded weakly.

Nonetheless, Caspian only glanced coldly at Dwayne and asked indifferently, “Dwayne, have you been to the hellhole prison?”

“I…” Just as Dwayne spoke one word, he suddenly realized something, and his pupils constricted.

However, Caspian did not spare another glance at him anymore, and he turned around to leave.

“Enjoy that kind of despair.”

“Please… Kill me…” Dwayne watched as Caspian’s back went further and further into the snowstorm until he completely disappeared.

Soon, he let out a hoarse cry.

Unfortunately, his blood ran dry, so he did not have any tears left either.

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of January, and there were 21 days before Edgar’s 30th-anniversary celebration of his ascension

the blink of an eye, and it was now the 22nd

people mentioned the chaos in the

as a Great Oceans Sect’s disciple, the

the throne, Salleria would no longer be just a county

change was more exciting

one mentioned the name that once attracted people’s attention as if the

it,

became a pivotal presence in several surrounding counties and countries as the Great Oceans Sect attached great importance

significantly improved compared to a few years

throne would not be organized with such great fanfare that

unaware might even think Salleria capitulated the

month ago, the capital of Salleria was already in the celebratory mood, and the atmosphere would be completely pushed

was to make sure

they wanted

hand, they must also remove all unstable factors as soon

celebration, the imperial city of Salleria, made the final preparations before

be recoated, the murals must be repainted, and

chairs, teacups, and bricks on the ground in the imperial city must be

in charge of that was none other than Morris, the eunuch, who now

court’s etiquettes meant Morris had absolute power to

must handle the food and clothing of the king as well as decide on

person who could sit in that position and hold that kind of power could only

was just a little-known eunuch

as to why he could reach such

overstepped

and timely report that a catastrophe for Salleria

and down, directing a few muscular craftsmen

down! Don’t rush! Hey! I told you to

the vase,