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 day broke, Caspian crossed the border of Salleria and

of January, and there were 21 days before Edgar’s 30th-anniversary celebration of his ascension to the

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

the

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

Carson ascended to the throne, Salleria

kind of change was more exciting than opening

that once attracted

would be whether someone deliberately suppressed it, or there were other reasons why only a few

countries as the Great Oceans Sect attached great

its status was significantly improved compared to a few

to the throne would not be organized with such great

might even think Salleria capitulated

the capital of Salleria was already in the celebratory mood, and the atmosphere

had to do now was to make sure that

one hand, they wanted to ensure the perfect

on the other hand, they must also remove all unstable

in the whole celebration, the imperial city of Salleria, made the

repainted, and the glazed bricks and tiles must be

bricks on the ground in the imperial

of that was none other than Morris, the eunuch,

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

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

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

was just a little-known eunuch in

reason was simple as to why he could reach such a high position now, he made an outstanding contribution three

that the former prince overstepped his boundaries with his sister and even

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

directing a few

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

the vase, and everyone’s clothes were soaked