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 and

days before

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

lively, and few people mentioned the chaos in

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 past few

once Carson ascended to the throne, Salleria would

change was more

attracted people’s attention as if the person never

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

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

its status was significantly improved

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

think Salleria capitulated the

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

had to do now was to make sure that the celebration was

wanted

on the other hand, they must also remove all unstable factors as

the whole celebration,

repainted, and the glazed bricks and

teacups, and bricks on the ground in the imperial city must be

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

Salleria’s imperial court’s etiquettes meant Morris had absolute power to appoint and

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

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

a little-known

such a high position now,

the former prince overstepped his boundaries with his sister

was precisely because of his keen findings and timely report that a catastrophe for Salleria

down, directing

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

the vase,