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

7th of January, and there were 21 days

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

and few people mentioned the chaos in the imperial court a few years ago due to

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

change was more exciting than opening up

name that once attracted people’s attention as if the person

it, or there

countries as the Great

its status was significantly improved compared to a

the throne would not be organized with such great fanfare that

even think Salleria

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

to make sure that the celebration was

hand, they wanted

they must also remove all unstable factors as soon as

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

imperial city must be recoated, the murals must be repainted, and the glazed bricks and

the ground in the

charge of that was none other than

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

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

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

years ago, Morris was just a little-known eunuch

could reach such a high

the first to discover that the former prince overstepped his

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

that moment, Morris jumped up and down, directing a

I told you to move slower!” Morris shrieked at

the vase, and