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.

managing all the affairs in the village was what he should

particular, there had been a lot of caravans passing

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

of the village, there were more than 20 children in their twenties,

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

all

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a person was busy, time would

morning passed and

was meditating

his mind flashed faster

mind

faces that were unfamiliar and familiar also appeared in

beautiful and proud girl, a thin but delicate girl like a porcelain doll, and a

people should be

Their names… Yes, and

to organize all kinds of thoughts in

know

from his current point of view, it was

flipped his wrist and a

hand, he saw a yellow light on

it shone. He suddenly realized that this was a warning, indicating that danger

he muttered to himself,

he finished speaking, he heard a

sound caused the ground to

the bell and

who had just arrived not long ago and were resting, all stopped what they were doing and

quiet that even a pin

Hong!

Another sound…

was like thunder crashing into the

tremor on the ground was much more

In the village, a child’s cry

pulling the carriage neighed

of the reins and

to the ground, and suddenly, it

faces were full