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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 731

Caspian came to Charlotte within a few steps, and fear flashed in Charlotte’s eyes.

The closer Caspian got, the clearer she could feel the eerie chill on him.

It penetrated her marrow and straight through her soul.

Crack! Crack!

There was a cracking sound at Caspian’s feet.

Charlotte looked down and saw a thin layer of ice condensed wherever Caspian walked.

“Ah…” Charlotte could not hold back and gasped.

“Hah! A woman?” Caspian looked at Charlotte from above.

Charlotte instantly felt unprecedented pressure, and she even had the urge to kneel on the ground.

At that moment, Caspian felt like a stranger.

He was just like a high-ranking king, and that contemptuous aura was not an act.

“Who… Who are you?” Charlotte asked.

Caspian did not answer her, and he just stared at Charlotte with his eyes as black as ink.

After a moment, he sneered and put a finger on Charlotte’s chin to raise her head, so their eyes met.

If it was before, Charlotte might be ashamed and annoyed if Caspian treated her in such a frivolous manner, and she would even have butterflies in her stomach. However, there was only fear in Charlotte‘s heart because she could feel that the person in front of her only had Caspian’s appearance and body shape, but he was not Caspian!

Despite the enormous pressure, Charlotte still managed to ask with great difficulty, “Who… Who are you?”

“Did you raise your tone at me?” Caspian asked back.

That icy tone was the same as when he called Kendrick ‘useless trash’ before.

In a flash, Charlotte felt a terrifying force pressing down on her soul.

Her body trembled, her face was pale, and she only felt that her vitality was squeezed out of her body.

“Cas… Casper…” In desperation, Charlotte spat out gently.

Caspian frowned as if be sensed something, and his momentum also relaxed.

Charlotte felt as if she drowned, and she seized the opportunity to stick her head out of the water, hurriedly taking a deep breath.

Then, she heard Caspian mumbling to himself.

“Hah! You’re still conscious? Are you trying to stop me from killing this lady?”

“Uhm?” Charlotte cast a confused glance at Caspian.

She did not know who he talked to, but a prickling sensation swiftly appeared on her back.

Caspian exploded with a terrifying murderous aura.

As Charlotte could not stand the momentum, she slammed into the stone wall behind her, groaning and appearing to be in pain.

Then, Charlotte watched as Caspian grinned at her, slowly approaching.

“Who do you think you are? Do you think you can order me around? The more you stop me from killing her, the more I want to!”

‘Casper’s being controlled by something, and the person dominating his figure wants to kill me!’ Charlotte immediately realized what went on.

She wanted to do something, but her realm and strength were far from Caspian‘s.

Let alone resisting, it would be tough to move her fingers.

However, even though Caspian said he wanted to kill Charlotte, he stopped moving forward after taking a step.

Judging from his appearance, some kind of power stopped him.

“You’re still resisting.

How… Audacious,” Caspian mumbled, but his tone was extremely cold.

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