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.

***

border of Salleria and officially returned to his

were 21 days before Edgar’s 30th-anniversary celebration of

weeks passed in the blink of an eye,

mentioned the chaos in the imperial court a few years ago

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

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

more exciting

once attracted

why, it would be whether someone deliberately suppressed it,

several surrounding counties and countries as the Great

improved compared to a few

ascension to the throne would not be organized with such great fanfare that several neighboring counties sent envoys to come and congratulate

might even think

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 that

one hand, they wanted to

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 final preparations before

be repainted, and the glazed bricks and tiles must be replaced with new

ground in the imperial city must be brand new to show the prosperous future of

that was none other than Morris, the

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

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 current

was just a

such a high position now, he made an outstanding contribution three

overstepped

and timely report that a catastrophe for Salleria was

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

Don’t rush! Hey! I told you to move slower!” Morris shrieked at

those craftsmen finally placed the vase, and everyone’s clothes were soaked