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

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

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

entire capital of Salleria appeared very lively, and few people mentioned the chaos in the imperial court a few years

Carson showed great talent in cultivation and was accepted as a Great Oceans Sect’s disciple, the entire

to the throne, Salleria would no longer be just a county but

of change was more exciting than opening

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

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

presence in several surrounding counties and countries

improved compared to a

not be organized with such great fanfare that several neighboring counties sent envoys to

even think Salleria

and the atmosphere would be

Salleria had to do now was to make sure that

hand, they wanted to ensure

they must also remove

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

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

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

other than Morris, the eunuch, who now handled the imperial court’s

power to appoint

the king as well as decide on the decoration of the palace

that position and hold that kind of power could only be the most

was just a little-known eunuch in the inner

as to why he could reach such a high position

to discover that the former prince overstepped his boundaries with his

and timely report that

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

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

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