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.

***

as the day broke, Caspian crossed the border of Salleria and officially returned to his

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

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

the

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

that once Carson ascended to the

change was more exciting

attracted people’s attention as if the

it would be whether someone deliberately suppressed it, or there

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

its status was significantly improved compared to a

not be organized with such great fanfare that several neighboring counties sent envoys to come and

even think

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

had to do now was to make

wanted to ensure the perfect

on the other hand, they must also remove all unstable

time, one of the most important places in the whole celebration, the imperial city of Salleria, made

the murals must be repainted, and the glazed bricks and

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

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

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

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

kind of power could only be the most trusted

a little-known eunuch

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

to discover that the former prince overstepped his boundaries with his

was precisely because of his keen findings and timely

that moment, Morris jumped up and down, directing a few muscular craftsmen to place

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

watchful eyes, those craftsmen finally placed the vase, and everyone’s clothes