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.

***

crossed the border of

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

weeks passed in the blink of an eye, and it was

time, the entire capital of Salleria appeared very lively, and few people mentioned the chaos in the imperial court a few years ago due to

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

to the throne, Salleria would no longer be just

change was more

name that once attracted people’s

deliberately suppressed it, or there were

presence in several surrounding counties and countries as the

its status was significantly improved compared to a

would not be organized with such great fanfare that several

might even think Salleria capitulated

capital of Salleria was already in the celebratory mood, and the atmosphere

do now was to make sure that the celebration was

hand, they wanted

the other hand, they must also remove all

of the most important places in the whole celebration,

repainted, and the glazed bricks and tiles must be

the chairs, teacups, and bricks on the ground in the

charge of that was none other than Morris,

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

clothing of the king as well as decide on the decoration

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

Morris was just a little-known eunuch in the

could reach such a high position now, he made an

the former prince overstepped his

and timely report that a catastrophe for Salleria

jumped up and down, directing a

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

finally placed the vase, and