"Since you're all demanding fairness, I will play along this one time so that you don't get to argue anymore."

With those words, Frank lifted the cauldron with one hand and swallowed the remaining soup and all the sediments whole.

"What?! No!!!"

Even Yosil was left gaping, throwing up his hands in protest. "There's not much soup left, but the poison of the sediments is especially potent! If you drank that much, you're not going to... to..." Mole was frowning too.

The participants only tasted the soup with spatulas or with their fingers, which meant that the poison was at least manageable.

However, Frank must have chugged twenty people's worth and even at the sediments!

He was clearly suicidal!

"Sir, what..."

toward Yosil, unsure what

Yosil slammed his fist on his table, sighing

thought highly of Frank, but the kid

knew the poison better than anyone even if he tried to

was left clicking his tongue as he watched Frank consume

to show

astonished as

him again, especially now that Frank had the advantage of

he suggested Frank drank the poison like the rest of them, only for Frank to chug a ton of it. It certainly caught him off

knee just then and coughed out a thick, black chunk of clotted blood-a symptom showing that the poison

"So, do you call this fair? Are you satisfied?" Seeing that, Yosil rose to his feet with a frown. "You can forfeit, my friend! I will personally treat you as

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