After all, Yosil was the castellan of Kornac's Keep!

Yosil slowly opened his eyes and flashed a vague smile as Frank turned to him. "I've been watching, young man-you only sniffed the cauldron and wrote down your answer. Why didn't you taste the soup? You might stand a better chance of getting it right that way, no?" Frank stopped in his tracks, but his stance clearly did not change as he retorted, "Why should I taste it when it's poisoned?"

If anything, he appeared even surer now.

"Insolence!"

Mole was snapping at Frank right then, "Watch your tongue, boy! You're speaking with the castellan of Kornac's Keep!"

Frank shot him a look of disdain in turn. "And, what? Are you saying that being older makes everything right?"

Mole was left flushing. "You wretch?!"

"Manners, Mole Cricks."

twirled his beard. "You are right, young man. While I am a

that I have reevaluated this young man's answer-and his score is

the other Kornac's Keep elders turning toward

Is that geezer being

was naturally flustered to hear that Frank's score was suddenly 120

it, het should be given zero points and

you score him higher

"Are you suggesting that we're all wrong, while he's the only one who got it right?" The elders of Kornac's Keep and Mole were scowling

"Hahaha...."

chuckled despite being questioned. "All of you are right. It's just that Mr. Lawrence here

be a

out laughing as he pointed at the

simply made sure to add other herbs that counteract it before

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