The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 254

Fiona remembered when he killed the bandits, a little girl who lost her parents gave him a flower with morning dews on it.

He remembered the sincere smiles on the peoples’ faces after settling the civil unrest.

He remembered the cheers from his subjects when he went back to the palace with his troops.

Everything that he did was all for protection.

Not only the citizens, but he also saved Penny at the border, Moses in the forest, and so on.

Even though a mortal’s life was not as significant as a cultivator’s, the cultivator relied on the mortal’s resources to live a long and joyous life.

The cultivators would protect the mortals.

The people from the Heavenly Stars Sect would protect all creatures in its territories from destruction!

Fiona turned around and looked at the desperate crowd, and he felt his blood boiling as it raged in his chest, wanting to burst out.

Fiona really wanted to let out a long scream, and he felt a sense of enlightenment.

The previous countless confusions in his heart seemed to be lifted, and his mind was as clear as day.

Even though the hatred of being expelled from his homeland once occupied his heart, Wesley’s words immediately brought Fiona back to reality.

Of course, he must avenge himself, but he should never forget his conscience and heart!

In that instant, Fiona’s gaze was like a phoenix rising from the ashes, like the morning glow covering the region and melting the snow, and like the dragon soaring in the air.

His entire momentum abruptly rose, and it was as if he could move the world!

Maya looked at Fiona in surprise, and she could feel Fiona‘s changes.

It was like an enormous cocoon burst opened, and a colorful butterfly spread its wings!

However, as Maya’s life experience was different from Fiona‘s, the shock she felt was far lesser.

Maya was also affected by Wesley’s words and the changes in Fiona’s aura, and she grabbed on her longsword tightly as her emotions surged.

She would press forward courageously!

Wesley also stared at Bolot.

Since he had vibrant life experiences, Wesley could feel the changes in Fiona better than others.

“This kid…” Wesley secretly exclaimed.

Fiona took a deep breath in.

Then, with the Ghoul-Locker Spear in his hands, Fiona cupped his hands at Wesley, and he shouted, “I, Casper Montgomery, a Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciple, hereby swearing that I’ll protect everyone’s safety, even if it means sacrificing myself!”

Fiona felt as if he returned to the battlefield years ago, as he swore to protect his country and people.

Maya’s eyes turned teary, and she also swore.

The emotion quickly echoed in everyone’s heart.

“Great!” Wesley’s eyes flickered with bright lights.

Then, he took a step forward and said as he faced the crowd, “I know there are a few cultivators present.

If you refuse, I won’t blame you, but if you’re willing… Then, I, Wesley Young from the Heavenly Stars Sect, invite you to join hands with me and fight against the wave of monsters!”

After he said that, Wesley showed the array map.

Any cultivators that saw the array map would understand what they would face if they joined Wesley.

At that moment, the sound outside the carriage was thunderous, but it was dead silent in the vehicle.

Due to the loud noises, mortals could not hear what Fiona and the others said.

Hence, only a few cultivators that were yet to show themselves understood the meaning behind Wesley’s invitation.

Each of the cultivators was in a dilemma, and they hesitated.

As that was a matter of life and death, one could not blame them for feeling that way.

The wave of monsters inched closer.

Suddenly, there was a movement in the crowd.

The bearded, burly man who scolded the elderly lady before appeared to be struggling.

After a while, it seemed that he made a choice.

Then, he embraced the young girl beside him tightly.

Just as the young girl was caught off guard and puzzled at what happened, the bearded, burly man pushed her away.

Later, without fear on his face, he walked toward Wesley, cupped his hands, and roared, “I’m Zachary Cole, an individual cultivator currently at the peak third-stage Pulse Control Realm.

I’m willing to listen to your order!”

Who would have known that the bully would choose to battle for others without hesitation in the face of life and death?