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..."

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

all felt a chill running down their spine when they heard the word

most of them also turned simultaneously toward the man who

grave. You don't get

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

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 who goaded you

overheard him, scowled

"Phew..."

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

in meditation and used the Five-Peat

ingested too much 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 poison... just

no exaggeration to say that

sips, forget being poisoned-the substance would be dissolved

he had no choice but to take the entire cauldron of

he had overdosed, he had

choice, what he did still made him the center of attention. The crowd was therefore understandably restless, understandably looking

everyone

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