The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The village chief was stunned by Caspian’s words.

Because Caspian was right.

This was precisely the current situation of Stone Drake Village, including the nearby villages.

Seeing how interested Caspian was, Village Chief tentatively asked, “You seem to be very good at these things and have similar experiences?”

“I don’t think so,” Caspian shook his head.

“These are all obvious.

They should have nothing to do with whether I have similar experiences.”

“Obvious?” Village Chief was stunned again.

Was this person really losing his memory?

Was it the first time he came to Stone Drake Village, or had he come before?

For a moment, Village Chief, who boasted that he was well-informed and was the most intelligent elder in Stone Drake Village, realized that he didn’t understand Caspian.

In fact, at this time, Caspian felt as if something had revived in his mind.

A feeling that was about to emerge was constantly brewing in his mind. However, this feeling was a little like a thread that couldn’t be found at the end of the line at this time, which seemed to be a mess.

‘As long as I find the end of the line, then all of my memories should be restored…’ Caspian said firmly in his heart.

After greeting Village Chief, he walked towards the village entrance.

There were not many people near the village entrance at this time.

Caspian planned to find a place to sit quietly for a while to see if he could recover his memory faster.

Looking at Caspian’s back as he left, Village Chief couldn’t help but feel a little melancholic, “Sigh, it looks like what I said just now made him recall something.

In the end, he’s also a pitiful person… After such a long time, there was no news of his companions.

Perhaps all his companions had been killed by the bandits…”

“In this case, if I were him, I would rather not remember what happened in the past so that I would be sad.”

Shaking his head, Village Chief calmed down and temporarily put this emotion aside.

affairs in the village was what he should

been a lot of caravans passing

periphery of Dragon Spine Mountain, because of Village Chief ‘s existence as a warrior, some villagers who could fight with bandits had been trained by him over the

20 children in their twenties, who were facing the wooden

was a strong middle-aged man who was introducing the difference between stages of True Martial

Village Chief’s eyes, these people were all the future forces

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busy, time

passed

was meditating on a

his mind flashed

in his mind flashed faster and

unfamiliar and familiar also appeared in his mind many

was a beautiful and proud girl, a thin but delicate girl like a porcelain doll, and a woman full of sisterly tenderness… It

should be very

remember their appearance… Their names… Yes, and my name… My

to organize all kinds of thoughts in his

know

current point of view, it

his wrist and a bell appeared in

appeared in Caspian’s hand, he

and why it shone. He suddenly realized that

eyes widened and he muttered to himself, “Do I still have

he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang from a

caused the ground

stopped looking at the bell and stood up from the

just arrived not long ago and were resting,

quiet that even a

Hong!

Another sound…

sound was like thunder crashing into the

ground was

village, a child’s cry

horses in charge of pulling the carriage

and ran away in

fell to the ground, and suddenly, it was

faces were full of