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?"

Yosil's expression turned cool, projecting such a terrible presence that it left Mole flinching.

"N-No..."

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

a chill running down their spine when

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

grave. You don't

snorted, perceiving Frank's cold shoulder to be an insult to himself. Chuckling coolly, he walked on stage and started

apologetic "Sorry, man. Look, just don't haunt me when you

who overheard him, scowled

"Phew..."

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

and used the Five-Peat Archaeus to repress the poison

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

Frank had to drink that much poison... just

no exaggeration to say that he was impervious to

the others did and only took small sips, forget being

he had no choice but to take the entire cauldron of poison just to get the

had overdosed, he

since he had no choice, what he did still made him the center of attention. The crowd was therefore understandably

everyone was

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