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.

all, managing all the affairs in the village was

had been a lot of

of Village Chief ‘s existence as a warrior, some villagers who

than 20 children in their twenties, who were facing the wooden stake, waving their fists

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

were all the

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was busy, time

passed and it was

meditating on a stone outside the

mind flashed faster and

his mind

familiar also

porcelain doll, and a woman full of

people should be very

I can now remember their appearance… Their names… Yes,

to organize all kinds of thoughts in his

also did not know how

point of view,

flipped his wrist and a bell appeared in his

he saw a

bell came from and why it shone. He suddenly realized that this was

muttered to himself, “Do I still have

speaking, he heard a

the

bell and stood

businessmen who had just arrived not long ago and were resting, all stopped what they were doing and looked into the distance

Stone Drake Village was so quiet that even a pin drop could be

Hong!

Another sound…

was like thunder crashing into

tremor on the ground was much more intense

the village, a

pulling the carriage neighed as if they

reins and ran away in a

the ground, and suddenly, it was

were