"Since you're all demanding fairness, I will play along this one time so that you don't get to argue anymore."
With those words, Frank lifted the cauldron with one hand and swallowed the remaining soup and all the sediments whole.
"What?! No!!!"
Even Yosil was left gaping, throwing up his hands in protest. "There's not much soup left, but the poison of the sediments is especially potent! If you drank that much, you're not going to… to…"
Mole was frowning too.
The participants only tasted the soup with spatulas or with their fingers, which meant that the poison was at least manageable.
However, Frank must have chugged twenty people's worth and even at the sediments!
He was clearly suicidal!
"Sir, what…"
Mole turned toward Yosil, unsure what to do.
"You've made a mistake, my friend!" Yosil slammed his fist on his table, sighing as he saw Frank was bleeding black ooze from every orifice.
He thought highly of Frank, but the kid proved too hot-tempered!
Yosil was especially shocked because he knew the poison better than anyone—even if he tried to help now, Frank would still be bedridden for around a year!
"Shit…"
Ira was left clicking his tongue as he watched Frank consume so much poison too.
"No!"
Frank helped up a hand, stopping the Kornac's Keep apprentices from rushing to his aid.
Wobbling a few steps, he wiped his mouth again and straightened himself, flashing a proud smile at Yosil. "Shall we continue with the second trial, now that the poison in me has kicked in?"
Seeing that Frank was being stubborn, Kairo actually gave in and reasoned, "You should let the castellan treat you. You'd lose your life trying to show off here!"
"That's just… ruthless."
Ira was shaking his head, actually afraid of mocking Frank just then.
The man knew that he was drinking poison but went out of his way to drink an entire cauldron—he was clearly throwing away his life!
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