The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

His head hurt a little.

It was like the feeling of swelling after sleeping too much.

But more importantly, it was the kind of mental weakness and exhaustion.

There were no less than 20 people standing in the small mud hut.

Everyone was wearing coarse cloth clothes, they looked at Caspian with anger and vigilance.

“Who are you?” After looking around, Caspian asked in confusion.

Among the crowd, an elder with white beard took a step forward.

He was the village chief.

“You fainted on the roadside at the entrance of our village.

The people in our village discovered you and carried you back.”

Village Chief looked at Caspian carefully and asked, “Who are you? Why did you fall at the entrance of our village?”

“I am…” Under everyone’s gaze, Caspian just said two words.

All of a sudden, he could not say the rest.

“Who am I?” Caspian was at a loss.

Everyone was staring at him, waiting for his next words.

But after a pause, Caspian stopped talking.

Seeing the thoughtful look on Caspian’s face, the villagers looked at each other in dismay.

Village Chief had been carefully examining Caspian. As the oldest person in the village, he naturally had more knowledge than the other Villagers.

Seeing Caspian’s expression at this moment, he understood that he must have been stimulated and lost his memory.

Sure enough, after a while, Caspian looked at Village Chief with an apologetic expression, “I’m sorry, I don’t seem to remember who I am and why I’m here…”

“It doesn’t matter.

Take your time to think about it.

You can live here tonight.

Our village is called Stone Drake Village,” Village Chief comforted Caspian.

in

in the room were gone, Caspian’s

memory… Don’t be so

flashed back and forth

to be some Karmic lines within the

time went by, the karmic lines slowly became

interweaving lines, eventually forming a complete picture, completely repairing

this, Caspian closed his eyes and the room suddenly quieted

went home first after

came to the village, and he lost

it seemed that there was

of villagers, one of them was left alone by Village

from chopping firewood and found Caspian by

asked him about the

Villager explained

whole process was actually quite simple, so even if the

a worried look and asked, “Village Chief, is there anything wrong with this person? Could he be

Chief shook his head, “I don’t

attack villages outside the mountain ridge… Moreover, I think this person has an

like a

there have

be a

he escaped from the bandits, he lost his memory because he was

in

the only warrior in the

had a high prestige

said so, the

poor person, let him live in the village first, we can talk about it after he remembers what happened… Now he doesn’t even have a decent dress, and he can’t remember who he is and

him out, others

”

***

into the village, Camille turned around and walked deep into

out for a long

go back, it would

the mountains for two or three hours, she took out the flying

as she was about to step on it, a flute

Camille’s body shook.

ghost’s singing at midnight, or someone whispering

trace of confusion appeared in Camille’s

put away the jade plate

beside her, crossed her arms, and looked in

music gradually

Jezebel, you’re in a