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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 508

Standing on the mountainside, Caspian looked toward the undulating green hills in the distance.

“There should be about half a month before we can return to the territory of Earlington of Efrax.”

Thinking of that, Caspian felt that the string in his heart that was tense for two months could finally relax a little.

About ten days ago, Caspian did not see any Great Oceans Sect’s disciples again.

Although he estimated that either he exceeded the search range of the other party or the other party voluntarily gave up, Caspian still did not take it lightly.

Caspian’s experience taught him that no matter when, the closer to success, the greater the possibility of failure.

After all, the last part of an endeavor was the hardest to finish, not because the person would give up voluntarily, but due to the numbness and carelessness he had.

Nonetheless, Caspian saw countless lessons, so he did not want to be that pathetic example himself.

“The sooner I reach the Earlington of Efrax, the faster I can breathe a sigh of relief.” Caspian pondered a while and waved at the distance not far from him.

Soon, the charmingly naive Little Candy walked up to him slowly.

As they were in the deep mountains, Caspian was not worried Little Candy would be seen by others.

Hence, Caspian would often release the little tiger and let it roam.

While he looked at the terrain, Little Candy played with Handsome.

At that time, it seemed to be a little tired, and it leaned over to Caspian’s side and licked his palm.

Then, Little Candy obediently let Caspian put it back into the Earring of Echo.

Handsome also jumped high onto Caspian’s shoulders.

A long time ago, it saw Caspian‘s magic treasure that could carry living creatures, and it could not help but be amazed at that time.

However, after learning that Caspian’s mother left him the treasure, it dared not make any additional comments.

Nonetheless, whenever it was mentioned, Handsome would still give corny compliments.

After all, the gifts blinded the eyes.

Even though Handsome was a monster, it still had a sense of shame.

“Another half a month traveling like this?” After hearing that it would take so long, Handsome’s pig nose wrinkled, and it appeared unhappy.

The pig used flowery words and even gave up its dignity to follow Caspian out because it wanted to look at the outside world.

Yet, the reality was ruthless and far from Handsome’s imagination.

In the fantasy array, Handsome was the owner, and it could eat and sleep as it wished.

However, when it rushed out with Caspian, the pig did not see anything exciting, and the only delicious meal he had was the dozens of cultivators on the first day.

After that, there was nothing left, and it seemed the situation was about to last for another ten days depending on the situation.

At the thought of that, Handsome felt downcast.

“It‘s already great that we’re only using two and a half months to travel.” Caspian smiled and shook his head.

When Lucas and Fabian rescued him, it took them four months to set off from the border of Salleria to Earlington of Efrax.

Now, the distance was longer, yet the time was reduced by nearly half.

It was also a manifestation of the growth of his strength.

In the past two months, Caspian was not just hastening on with his journey.

When he was resting, he would also cultivate.

In Handsome’s words, Caspian was a cultivating freak.

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