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 border of Salleria and officially

was the 7th of January, and there were 21 days before

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

lively, and few people mentioned the chaos

that Carson showed great talent 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

change was more exciting than opening up

attracted people’s attention as

would be whether someone deliberately suppressed it, or there were other

several surrounding counties and countries as the Great Oceans Sect attached

status was significantly improved compared to a

the throne would not be organized with

think Salleria capitulated

and the atmosphere would be completely pushed to the climax at the end

was to make sure that the celebration was

one hand, they wanted to ensure the perfect

they must also remove all unstable

most important places in the whole celebration, the imperial city of Salleria, made the final preparations before

the murals must be repainted, and the glazed bricks and tiles must be replaced

the ground in the imperial city must be brand new

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

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

that kind of power could only be the most trusted confidant of Edgar, the

years ago, Morris was just a

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

was the first to discover that the former prince overstepped his

keen findings and timely report that a catastrophe for Salleria was

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

Don’t rush! Hey! I told you to move

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