The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 691

After saying goodbye to Bowen, Caspian thought about what Bowen said.

He did not expect that there was another purpose for the nation’s official religion election.

As he recalled the indifference of the elders of several major sects toward Charles’s intrusion and Terry’s seemingly reasonable yet far-fetched explanation used in the matter, Caspian frowned.

“Something feels odd… Am I overthinking?”

Caspian looked at the sky.

A formation on the dome formed the sky in Spiritual Palace, and it was always sunny.

At a glance, anyone would feel at ease.

Caspian pondered, then shook his head and continued toward his residence.

Soon, the process of participating in the nation’s official religious election slowly unfolded in Caspian’s mind like a picture scroll.

These images made Caspian feel that the key links were missing.

It was like a painting scroll contaminated by black ink in several areas, and these places were the spots that would best express the artistic conception of the painting.

After returning to the room, Caspian did not immediately meditate or lie down to rest.

Instead, he sat by the table, tapping rhythmically on the surface.

He did not even say anything when Handsome and Little Candy approached him curiously.

Caspian finally stopped the movement of his fingers and looked at Handsome.

The little pig dozed on Little Candy’s back.

“Handsome, let’s play a game?”

Handsome opened its eyes and glanced at Caspian.

Then, the little pig shut his eyes again, replying, “Are you that bored? You know I’m not interested in these.”

Caspian laughed.

along, there’s a chance that I may die because of your

of course, I don’t want that to

Handsome’s eyes opened, and its pig ears twitched as it exclaimed, “Is it

that I

if it can’t be used now, it might be useful

What do you think?”

Caspian’s faint smile, the little

I’m just letting you know beforehand that I might not

“Don’t worry.

It’s easy.” Caspian nodded.

Swoosh!

cut a bloody opening

Handsome was

it smelled the pungent iron scent, and the little tiger

that Caspian’s wrist bled, the little tiger anxiously approached Caspian, wanting

alright.” Caspian patted the little tiger,

dripping on the table wriggled a few times, suddenly turning into a moving

Insight!” Handsome instantly recognized Caspian’s

what I’m going to say next.” After a pause, Caspian

just as he said before, the principle

as he usually was when

looked like a pig,

impossible for Handsome to be a

had a firm grasp of what Caspian taught

Handsome

“I improvised this method in one night

be a little

Handsome’s

that Handsome would still be interested in what Caspian taught

“But I feel that what you gave me isn’t useful in

never intended to be used for

“What?” Handsome was puzzled.

and muttered, “I hope it’s just a useless preparation since I’m used to thinking

at Caspian, not

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