The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

In reality, what Frank was doing was clown behavior to Kairo and the other Draconian traditional medicine apprentices..

After all, he did not even know the basic idea of when a soup's effects were best and was instead trying to show off.

It was embarrassing, and Kairo was quietly shaking his head he had certainly misjudged Frank by thinking earlier that he was skilled.

Mole Cricks-the black-robed elder-did not hold out much hope for Frank either.

Anyone skilled enough would know not to wait until the soup was cold, let alone wait until last because it would affect identification.

In fact, those who came to try the soup just before Frank were just here to take part for the sake of doing so, and they could barely identify a couple of the herbs used.

That was why Mole was not even interested in what Frank could do and actually only wanted it to be over with.

left staring in surprise as Frank did not taste the

he merely leaned into the cauldron and smelled the scents within before

"Wait, what?"

did so and started snickering loudly, "You can't even be bothered to pretend? Go on, write something you were being so dramatic before, so why stop here?" Frank, however, merely stood in silence, until even Mole had enough

"Huh..."

eventually exhaled, murmured to himself as everyone watched. "I see. Well,

Ira laughed. "When you don't even know how to do a taste test

participants had enough of waiting too and

mysterious and write down your answers! Don't

laugh. Is he perhaps

and calmly walked up to the table, writing his