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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 732

Caspian’s grip was like an iron plier, and Charlotte instantly felt dizzy and her vision blurry.

Little by little, her vitality was squeezed out of her body.

Soon, her eyes were wide open, and her tongue slowly came out of her mouth.

In the past ten years, the sweet princess probably never showed such a hideous and terrifying expression.

“Cas… Casper… It’s… Me…” However, Charlotte was not afraid.

She still tried to awaken the consciousness that originally belonged to Caspian because she could feel that it was not Caspian himself who stood in front of her.

It was someone else! Someone else was occupying Caspian’s figure!

Charlotte’s previous call seemed to have played a role, making the other party stand still and remain motionless for a period.

Unfortunately, Charlotte seemed to have failed to awaken Caspian’s consciousness in the slightest.

On the contrary, she could even feel the other party exerting more force.

‘Am I… really going to die in this way…’

Just as Charlotte lost consciousness, she suddenly heard a rumble as if something broke.

At the same time, she felt her body sway, and the ground seemed to be bumping up and down.

Even Caspian’s hand on her neck also loosened.

A large stream of air rushed into her lungs, and Charlotte hurriedly took a few deep breaths.

Soon, her initially blurry vision regained clarity.

The cool wind blew down from above, and Charlotte froze, looking up suspiciously.

In an instant, she saw a large hole was opened in the closed cave.

Through the big hole, Charlotte could even see the clear night sky and twinkling stars.

A middle-aged burly chap with a full beard looked down.

The man was very well-dressed, and he looked like a prince at first glance, but Charlotte did not know him.

Just when Charlotte wondered about the person’s identity, she saw the little white pig on his shoulder poking its head into the cave.

‘It’s Casper’s pet pig!’ Charlotte’s breath suddenly quickened.

She remembered Caspian’s little white pig well as it could speak! When she was in the imperial city before, she was startled by it.

Recalling the two different voices she heard before, Charlotte immediately understood that the little white pig led and arrived with reinforcements.

Soon, Charlotte’s heart was greatly relaxed after being sure that it was not an enemy.

However, seeing the burly chap and the little white pig jumping down, Charlotte became anxious again as she realized that the Caspian at the moment was not him.

Charlotte wanted to warn the man and the pig, but Caspian’s hand was still firmly on her neck, and she could not make any sound.

Even if she wanted to struggle, her body would not move.

Hence, Charlotte could only hint at them with her gaze.

Unfortunately, neither of them cast a single glance at her.

Handsome looked at Caspian, smiling smugly.

“I told you this guy is here.

Eh…”

Handsome’s snout twitched a few times, and the pig hurriedly turned around, catching sight of the corpse on the floor at first glance.

“Wow! That looks yummy!” The little white pig’s eyes shone brightly.

Its four tiny hooves leaped, wanting to pounce at Kendrick’s corpse.

For Handsome, that was food.

Even if it did not look appealing, it was still the corpse of a Holy Land Realm cultivator full of vitality.

Moreover, Kendrick just died not long ago, and his spiritual Qi did not dissipate.

Thus, the body was a great supplement.

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