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 presence that it left Mole

"N-No..."

pointing at the herbs and cauldrons that the Kornac's Keep apprentices brought. "The second trial begins

chill running down their spine when they heard the word

of them also turned simultaneously toward the man who was poisoned the worst, because he

your own grave. You don't get

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

walked past Frank, he somehow appeared apologetic "Sorry, man. Look, just don't haunt me when you die, okay? It's

who overheard him, scowled

"Phew..."

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

meditation and used the Five-Peat

poison earlier. Forget the second trial-he would faint right now if he did not stop it right

being said, Frank had to drink that much

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