Chapter 1938 Prevention
The masked man stared at Wynter. "A mainlander? When did I say that foreign countries were better? I was just drawing a comparison. Isn't the mainland a living example?"
Wynter raised her eyebrows. "Take off your mask, foreigner."
As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and leaped onto the circular platform. The man's mask fell to the ground with a flick of her hand, revealing blond hair and blue eyes—Matthias.
Matthias, realizing that she wasn't on his side, took a few steps back. "What are you planning to do?"
Wynter turned to the side. "Why do you foreigners refuse to change your ways? Are dirty tricks all you know? Must you use public opinion to incite others in order to achieve your goals?"
Matthias shook his head. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
He then continued loudly, "Start moving, everyone! We must drive out the mainlanders! We can't allow them to defile Havenia!"
Wynter promptly slapped him. "Since when were foreigners the ones calling the shots in Cascadian affa

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