The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank kept his eyes fixed on Mole as he said, "What I wrote is clear-Augustraff. That's a herb I identified from the scent."

Mole held his gaze in turn. "I'm not senile enough to fail to read. My question is this-do you know what happens when Augustraff is mixed with the other herbs in this list?" "Augustraff..."

Nearby, Kairo did a double take before lowering his gaze and muttering to himself, "If it was really put in the soup, it would turn everything into poison! The herbs would counteract each other, and body waste would build up within the body over the next three days before whoever consumes it dies... oh!"

Kairo understood right then-Frank did not make a mistake, aside from including an extra item: Augustraff.

And that would in turn throw off Frank's review of the soup by a country mile.

Kairo sighed and shook his head at the thought. "There's no Augustraff in the soup-my tongue wasn't playing tricks on me.

"If there was, that would mean that this trial is no trial, but a mass poisoning incident. Kornac's Keep would definitely not do something like that.

Lawrence might appear skilled, but the difference in a single herb denied him everything. Mole Cricks is clearly protective of the reputation of Kornac's Keep, which was why he

nodded in agreement beside him-zero points for Frank

from his initial shock as he realized that Frank was mostly right

thank the heavens the bastard messed up, or he

already and quit

Kornac's Keep of poisoning us

slander should

a rivaling sect, coming to

should step up

"Yeah! Chase him out!"

scowling too. "Go back to wherever you came