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 day broke, Caspian crossed the border of

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

in the blink of an eye, and

mentioned the chaos in the

cultivation and was accepted as a Great

only that, rumors went around that once Carson ascended to the throne, Salleria

that kind of change was more

once attracted people’s attention as if the

it, or

pivotal presence in several surrounding counties and countries as the Great

its status was significantly improved compared

organized with such great fanfare

unaware might even think Salleria capitulated

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

now was to make sure that the celebration

hand, they wanted to ensure the

other hand, they must also remove all unstable factors as

the whole celebration, the imperial city of Salleria, made

repainted, and the glazed

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

other than Morris, the eunuch, who now handled the imperial court’s

had absolute power to appoint and remove the palace ladies and eunuchs in the

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

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

was just a little-known eunuch

reach such a high position now, he

former prince overstepped his boundaries

his keen findings and

up and down, directing a few muscular craftsmen

you to move slower!” Morris shrieked at the top of his

watchful eyes, those craftsmen finally placed the vase, and