Caspian felt his body heavy, and his throat was dry as if he took something spicy.
In a daze, he heard soft noises.
Soon, the sounds became louder, and Caspian finally could not help but open his eyes.
In an instant, he saw a huge pig head grinning wickedly at him.
“You’re finally awake…”
Puff!
Caspian spat out a mouthful of blood at the pig’s head.
“Casper! I consider you my best friend! Why did you do that to me?!” The pig angrily retreated as it cursed.
Then, a burst of pleasant laughter sounded, and Caspian swiftly caught a whiff of a fragrant scent drifting toward him.
Later, a sweet face with tears in her eyes appeared in Caspian‘s field of vision.
The face was beautiful, much better than that pig face, and Caspian immediately felt much better.
“Casper, you’re finally awake!” When Charlotte saw Caspian woke up, she let out a long sigh of relief.
As Caspian just woke up, his mind was still a little blurry.
However, Caspian quickly came to his senses.
If it were Princess Charlotte, the pig head would be Handsome!
In an instant, the fragmented memories from before flooded Caspian’s mind like pieces of canvas.
Kidnapped by Steve, got into a cave in the mountains, a cauldron of boiling blood and bones, the secret technique of the Gate of Death, the confrontation between his sea of consciousness and the secret technique…
In Caspian’s last memory, he seemed to see a big black hand grabbing him.
Then, he did not remember anything.
When he finally woke up, it was now.
Hence, it appeared that something was wrong with him?
Caspian opened his mouth, wanting to ask the doubts in his heart.
However, he noticed that he could not open it at all.
He wanted to get up, but he realized that his body was as heavy as mercury and could not move.
Charlotte seemed to understand what Caspian tried to do, and she hurriedly chimed in, “Casper, calm down.
You were severely injured before, but you’re already medicated.
With your physique, you’ll be healed soon.”
Charlotte sounded slightly hesitant when she mentioned Caspian being severely injured, which left him confused.
Nonetheless, he felt less anxious now.
Since Handsome and Caspian were around, the trouble seemed to be over.
Handsome already cleaned its face and approached Caspian again.
As the white pig was in its original giant form, its head was bigger than a basin.
At that moment, the bucket-sized pig head poked in front of Caspian again, looking at him condescendingly.
“Tsk! You should be grateful to me.
If it weren’t for me, you’d kill the princess already.”
“I’d kill the princess?” Caspian wanted to ask why he did not remember that incident.
“I know you don’t have any impression of it because you were already… Already… Dad, who was the guy possessing his body?” Handsome raised his head and looked aside.
“Dad?” Caspian was stunned, and he soon heard a gruff voice coming from above him.
“It was a despicable guy from hell.”
“Oh, right.
You were possessed by someone from hell.”
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