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.

***

broke, Caspian crossed the border of Salleria and officially

was the 7th of January, and there were 21 days

of an eye, and it was now the 22nd

Salleria appeared very lively, and few people mentioned the chaos

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

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

of change was more exciting than opening

once attracted people’s

be whether someone deliberately suppressed it, or there were

pivotal presence in several surrounding counties and countries as

its status was significantly improved

his ascension to the throne would not be organized with such great fanfare that several

even think

celebratory mood, and the atmosphere would be completely pushed to the climax at the end of the month on the 28th of

do now was to

the one hand, they wanted

they must also remove all unstable factors

one of the most important places in the whole celebration,

entire imperial city must be recoated, the murals must be repainted, and the glazed bricks

all the chairs, teacups, and bricks on the ground in the imperial city must be brand new to show the prosperous future of

of that was none other than Morris, the eunuch, who

Salleria’s imperial court’s etiquettes meant Morris had absolute power to appoint and remove the palace ladies and eunuchs in the

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

in that position and hold that kind of power could only be the most trusted confidant

years ago, Morris was just a

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

first to discover that the former prince overstepped his boundaries with his sister and even intended to commit

and timely report that a catastrophe

up and down, directing a few muscular craftsmen

careful! Slow down! Don’t rush! Hey! I told you to move slower!”

his watchful eyes, those craftsmen finally placed the