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..."

look at Frank before pointing at the herbs and cauldrons that the Kornac's Keep apprentices brought. "The second trial begins now! Participants,

a chill running down their spine when

toward the man who was poisoned the worst, because he was forced

dug your own grave. You don't get to

insult to himself. Chuckling coolly, he walked on stage

"Sorry, man. Look, just don't haunt me when you die, okay? It's all Kairo

overheard him,

"Phew..."

did not go onstage with the others to pick herbs

used the Five-Peat Archaeus to repress the poison in his

too much poison earlier. Forget the second trial-he

being said, Frank had to drink that much poison... just to be

rank, it was no exaggeration to say that he was

the others did and only took small sips, forget being poisoned-the substance

choice but to take the entire cauldron of poison just to get the symptoms of

he had overdosed, he had to

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

all, everyone was

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255