The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1652

After all, Yosil was the castellan of Kornac's Keep!

Yosil slowly opened his eyes and flashed a vague smile as Frank turned to him. "I've been watching, young man—you only sniffed the cauldron and wrote down your answer. Why didn't you taste the soup? You might stand a better chance of getting it right that way, no?"

Frank stopped in his tracks, but his stance clearly did not change as he retorted, "Why should I taste it when it's poisoned?"

If anything, he appeared even surer now.

"Insolence!"

Mole was snapping at Frank right then, "Watch your tongue, boy! You're speaking with the castellan of Kornac's Keep!"

Frank shot him a look of disdain in turn. "And, what? Are you saying that being older makes everything right?"

Mole was left flushing. "You wretch?!"

"Manners, Mole Cricks."

Yosil held up a hand, stopping Mole from snapping at Frank as he twirled his beard. "You are right, young man. While I am a mentor and have lived for two centuries, my knowledge in Draconian traditional medicine is superficial."

Pausing, he flashed a kindly smile and said, "I hereby announced that I have reevaluated this young man's answer—and his score is 120 points."

"What?!"

Yosil's announcement left everyone—including Mole and the other Kornac's Keep elders turning toward him in shock.

"Huh?! Is that geezer being serious?!"

So Frank's answer was actually right? But if he was, that also meant…

The participants were all scowling, as they realized that they had all been poisoned and would die in three days!

Ira turned toward Frank, his face pale as he realized that the man was never trying to show off.

He avoided tasting the soup at all… because he already knew it was poisoned!

"Chief…"

Mole was feeling embarrassed, as he had drunk the soup too, which was why he had the answers in his mind.