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?"

such a terrible

"N-No..."

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

a chill running down their spine when they

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

own grave. You don't

to himself. Chuckling coolly, he walked on stage and started to choose his

Ira walked past Frank, he somehow appeared apologetic "Sorry, man. Look, just don't haunt me when you die, okay? It's all Kairo Wal-he was the one

him, scowled

"Phew..."

go onstage with the others to pick herbs right

sat down in meditation and used the Five-Peat Archaeus to repress

ingested too much poison earlier. Forget the second trial-he would faint right now if he did not

to drink that much

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