The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 381

The Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciple guarding the side entrance was not in a high realm, and he was also an apprentice.

Naturally, he also admired Caspian and Maya, the two prominent figures in the spiritual apprentice list.

Hence, before Caspian even asked, the disciples explained Samson's identity.

Through the disciple’s explanation, Caspian and Maya understood that Samson was the first person who informed the Heavenly Stars Sect about the monster attack.

The Wellspring Village where Samson's home was located was also the first village slaughtered by the monsters, and he was the only survivor.

“I see...” Caspian nodded.

He had seen the pain of losing his home and family in the past.

Caspian was only eight when he slashed about 760 bandits in Lunar Valley with a sword in his hand, destroying three of their camps at the same time.

Caspian could faintly feel Samson’s emotions and obsessions.

However.

Caspian sighed, lifted his willow stick, and whipped at one of the goats.

The goat bleated and walked forward.

The goat's cry startled Samson, who almost fainted.

For him, that was the sound that he would always hear in his daily life.

Then, Samson opened his eyes with great difficulty, and he saw a blurry tall figure walking past him. For an unknown reason, Samson's heart pounded.

Samson knelt there for days without any food or drinks, and he was about to collapse at any time. However, he suddenly felt energized, and he gritted his teeth and knocked his head hard on the stone slab in front of him.

Bang!

Samson's forehead was injured, but he was not bleeding too much.

Then, with a hoarse voice that sounded like a growl, Samson uttered, “I'm Samson Clifford from the Wellspring Village, begging the gracious sect to give me a chance! I'm willing to be a slave for life for you, never complaining!”

Samson's voice was filled with endless grief and indignation.

With a choked voice, Samson was on the verge of tears, but he could not even bleed much due to the severe lack of water, let alone crying.

Just as before, Samson did not receive any response, and he felt his chest tighten.

He wanted to cry, but he could not, and he hated himself for being so useless.

He should have just died with his family back then! Then, just when Samson almost lost all hope, a voice came from above him.

"You... Why should the Heavenly Stars Sect give you a chance...”

Samson felt like a drowning man, and the voice was his savior.

Then, he hurriedly raised his head.

With his current state, everything he saw was blurry, as if there was a layer of mist in front. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Even so, Samson noticed that the person in front of him was a Heavenly Stars Sect's disciple. However, the Heavenly Stars Sect's disciple did not hold a longsword that could destroy monsters, but a willow stick?

Nonetheless, Samson could not care less what the person held, as he understood that it might be his last and only chance that he would receive after kneeling here for five days and four nights.

“I want revenge! I want revenge!” Samson's voice was hoarse.

He could not cry out, but his how! was filled with endless sadness.

His head hit the stone slab repeatedly as if he did not feel the pain, and he did not seem to want to stop.

That was the only way to prove his determination to Caspian.

During the day, Samson left as his mother and wife smiled and waved at him.

He returned in the evening only to find his loved ones mutilated corpses everywhere.

Samson wanted revenge.

The unprecedented hatred made him want revenge.

He did not know who the opponent was, but it was definitely not wrong to just kill the monsters! Samson pleaded with all his might, and his body trembled.

Samson actually coughed out some blood as he had used too much strength and his throat was too dry.

Even so, Samson did not stop pleading.

He did not want to lose the chance.

His miserable appearance made Maya and the guarding disciple feel bad, and they wanted to use their identities to win a chance for Samson.

However, Caspian’s expression was still indifferent, as if Samson's actions did not move him

Then, Caspian looked at Samson from above, and he asked once again, “Who are you avenging?” Samson could not care less about the blood gushing out of his throat, and he shouted, “My mother, my wife, and the entire villagers!” Initially, Samson thought his reason was enough to move the Heavenly Stars Sect's disciple in front of him.

However, he caught a trace of disappointment in Caspian’s eyes.

Disappointment?

When Samson realized that, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold.

The tiniest gleam of hope he had was viciously stamped out by a giant foot.

Samson wanted to ask, “Why?”

However, his throat burned, and he could not say another word.

Caspian looked at the dumbfounded Samson and uttered, “You're born as a human, and is there only revenge in your heart? Are you going to ignore everything that doesn't concern your revenge?” After saying that, Caspian turned around, wanting to leave.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and added, “Three months ago, a Heavenly Stars Sect's elder sacrificed himself to protect a bunch of mortals that had nothing to do with him.

He didn't even need to do that, and no one forced him to do that.”

When Samson heard that, his mind was blown away, and an extremely confusing thought stirred his brain fiercely.

He seemed to understand what Caspian told himself.

Nonetheless, he had not eaten or drunk for a few days, nor did he rest.

At that time, Samson could not focus and think it through.

Caspian moved further and further away, whereas Samson felt that his body got colder and colder, and the surrounding light got darker and darker.

Soon, he felt the endless darkness and coldness crushing hard at him.

“I... 1 was wrong... I was wrong...” Samson raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, after spitting out the last few words with difficulty, he fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

The guarding disciples glanced at Caspian and walked over.

Then, he returned and said, “He passed out from extreme exhaustion, emotionally agitated, and lack of rest for a long time.”

After saying that, the guarding disciple cupped his hands at Caspian and asked, “Casper, what should we do with him.”

Before that, the disciple would not care about Samson even if he died kneeling there.

However, Caspian talked to Samson, and the guarding disciple could tell that Caspian wanted to help Samson.

Nonetheless, the guarding disciple thought that Samson could not do much even if he entered the Heavenly Stars Sect due to his age.

After all, the Heavenly Stars Sect would not accept any disciples above sixteen, and Samson was already about nineteen, which meant his meridians, bones, flesh, and blood was long set.

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