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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 298

Jessica’s eyes moved slightly.

Then, she nodded and said, “That’s right.

I’m only here to deliver the letter.

Now that the matter is completed, it’s time for me to return.”

From the beginning until now, Jessica was unwilling to admit that she was here just to meet Caspian.

Nonetheless, her tone was filled with reluctance, and even a fool could figure that out.

“Then, let’s go to the nearby town tomorrow,” Caspian suggested, “My realm’s still too low in Heavenly Stars Sect, and I can’t bring you to many places.”

“Will it interrupt your train…” Before Jessica finished her sentence, she lowered her head.

Naturally, she hoped that Caspian would be able to accompany her.

Thus, she was resistant to saying things like interrupting his training.

Once the sunset, the result for the current ranking competition was out too.

Solana, who entered the top ten for the first time in the competition, completed an unexpected breakthrough and finally ranked eighth.

Maya battled greatly last night and returned to her third spot.

Caspian defeated Omar and became the most paid-attention second place. Xander was still the first, and no one could replace him.

After that competition ended, everyone left.

That night, everyone had their thoughts.

As Maya finally returned to her previous third place, she was overjoyed. Omar trained hard with his swords to prepare for the upcoming challenge.

Solana lay in her bed, looking at the moon hanging outside her window, not moving at all.

No one knew what she thought.

Caspian went to the Time Warp Zone, swallowing spirit stones to absorb spiritual Qi.

Jessica was excited about the outing tomorrow, and she could not sleep.

***

On that night in the valley near the Earlington of Efrax, a bonfire was lit following the moonlight shining at the ground.

The raging flame illuminated the surroundings, interchanging darkness and brightness.

About five figures were either standing or sitting, and they all had different expressions on their faces.

The atmosphere in the air was suddenly somewhat tense.

Then, after some time, a tall and skinny woman took out a red jade plate from her waist.

On the jade plate, there some twisted, tadpole-like writings slowly appeared.

When the woman saw that, she seemed to be delighted.

“It’s done.”

The rest of the people all stood and looked at her.

The woman looked around at the crowd and said, “The seeds over there have been sown.

We can see its effect in about fifteen.”

Among the crowd, a tall and burly man, who was at least two heads taller than an ordinary person, chimed in rudely, “So we have to wait for another half a month?”

Another person who was a man but layered himself with thick makeup said in a high-pitched tone, “Then, let’s just wait for another half a month.

It’ s not something important away.”

“Why won’t it be important? If this goes beautifully, we’ll be rewarded by the venerable person.

Whatever falls from his fingers is enough for us to use,” A person hiding in the dark with their hair covering their face commented.

The few of them seemed somewhat afraid of that man with his face covered by his long hair, and when he spoke, no one dared to argue.

Instead, they all retreated and returned to sit at their original spot.

“Once the seeds germinate, we’ll have something to do.

As we wait, let’s replenish our energy,” then, the woman glanced at the jade plate and added, “As we’re in South Earlington this time, there will surely be disciples of the sects at that time.

So, don’t forget our purpose.”

When everyone heard her last sentence, the people around her showed a bloodthirsty look in their eyes.

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