Nonetheless, Frank ignored Kairo and turned toward Mole, demanding loudly, "Are we starting the second trial or not?" "Well..."

Mole turned toward Yosil, since this was an unprecedented case.

Yosil was staring at Frank in turn, seeing the determination and composure in his eyes, devoid of panic or fear.

It seemed that he was really not throwing away his life out of sheer pettiness, but to silence all his doubters.

And that left Yosil stunned.

After a while, he nodded at Mole. "Begin."

"Sir-"

"I said we can begin, or perhaps you don't understand?"

expression turned cool, projecting such a terrible

"N-No..."

the Kornac's Keep apprentices brought. "The second trial begins now! Participants, you now have one hour to concoct an antidote in an hour to counteract the poison plaguing you... or you

down their spine when they heard the word

turned simultaneously toward the man who was

own grave. You don't get

cold shoulder to be an insult to himself. Chuckling coolly, he walked on stage and started to

somehow appeared apologetic "Sorry, man. Look, just don't haunt me when you die, okay? It's all Kairo Wal-he

him, scowled

"Phew..."

as it may, Frank did not go onstage with the others to

used the Five-Peat

poison earlier. Forget the second trial-he would faint right now if

to drink that much poison... just

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