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.

***

Caspian crossed the border of Salleria

21 days before Edgar’s 30th-anniversary celebration of

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

entire capital of Salleria appeared very lively, and few people mentioned the chaos in the imperial

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

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

was more exciting than opening

no one mentioned the name that once attracted people’s attention as if the person

reason why, it would be whether someone deliberately suppressed it, or there were other reasons why only a few

presence in several surrounding counties and countries

significantly improved

to the throne would not be organized with such great fanfare that several neighboring counties sent envoys to

even think Salleria

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

Salleria had to do now was to make sure

wanted to

they must also remove all unstable

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 and tiles

the ground in the imperial city

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

control of the Salleria’s imperial court’s etiquettes meant Morris had absolute power to

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

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

just a little-known eunuch in

could reach such a high position now, he made an outstanding contribution three

the first to discover that the former prince overstepped his boundaries

was precisely because of his keen findings and

down, directing a few muscular craftsmen to place a

rush! Hey! I told you to move slower!” Morris shrieked at the

those craftsmen finally placed the vase, and