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.

***

the border of Salleria and officially returned to his

was the 7th of January, and there were 21 days before Edgar’s 30th-anniversary celebration of his

an eye, and it was now the 22nd

Salleria appeared very lively, and few people mentioned the chaos in the imperial court a few years ago due to the passage

the fact that Carson showed great talent in cultivation and was accepted as a Great Oceans Sect’s disciple, the entire Salleria became

once Carson ascended to the throne, Salleria would no longer be just a county

more exciting than opening up new

once attracted people’s

be whether someone deliberately suppressed it, or there were

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

its status was significantly improved compared to a

the throne would not be organized with such

unaware might even think Salleria

as a month ago, the capital of Salleria was already in the celebratory mood, and the atmosphere would be completely pushed to the climax at the end

was to make sure that the celebration was

the one hand, they wanted to ensure the perfect

also remove all

celebration, the imperial city

repainted, and the glazed

in

in charge of that was none other than Morris,

court’s etiquettes meant Morris had absolute power

time, he must handle the food and clothing of the king as well as decide

sit in that position and hold that kind of power could only be the most trusted confidant of Edgar, the current

ago, Morris was just a little-known eunuch in the inner

the reason was simple as to why he could reach such a high position now, he made an outstanding contribution three

the former prince overstepped his boundaries

findings and

jumped up and down, directing a few muscular craftsmen to place a

out! Be careful! Slow down! Don’t rush! Hey! I told you to move slower!” Morris shrieked at

his watchful eyes, those craftsmen finally placed the vase,