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?"

turned cool, projecting such a terrible presence that it

"N-No..."

cauldrons that the Kornac's Keep apprentices brought. "The second trial begins now! Participants, you now have one hour to concoct

running down

the man who was poisoned the

your own grave. You don't get to blame

to himself. Chuckling coolly, he

haunt me when you die, okay? It's all Kairo Wal-he was the one who goaded you

overheard him, scowled

"Phew..."

not go onstage with the others

meditation and used the

trial-he would faint right

Frank had to drink

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