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.

***

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

7th of January, and there were 21 days

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 the

in cultivation and was accepted as a Great Oceans Sect’s

rumors went around that once Carson ascended to the throne, Salleria would no longer be just a county but

more exciting than

attracted people’s attention as if the person

whether someone deliberately suppressed it, or there were other

and countries as the Great

improved compared to a

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

think Salleria

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 on the 28th of

Salleria had to do now was to make sure

the one hand, they wanted to ensure

also remove all unstable factors as soon as

in the whole celebration,

repainted, and the glazed

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

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

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

handle the food and clothing of the king

in that position and hold that kind of power could

just a little-known eunuch in the

he could reach such a high

discover that the former prince overstepped his boundaries with his sister and even intended to commit

because of his keen findings and timely report

down, directing a few

told you to move

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