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    Wynter’s actions effectively cornered the Foplyans, leaving them no escape. The impact was enormous


    and severe.


    Some still clung to earlier newspapers with photos of the Foplyans, who imed they were there to


    help with Cascadia’s infrastructure and lift its people out of poverty.


    Such lies were tom to shreds.


    No matter how they tried to twist the narrative or how eloquent they were, they couldn’t exin away


    the children’s pale faces or the heaps of test tubes in the photos.


    Even their usual international supporters condemned them.


    Snowkes swirled through the air, reaching Hawford.


    The loud cries of grief showed just how many families were destroyed.


    People in the Frenda Concession couldn’t sleep soundly knowing that those Foplyan devils were doing


    despicable things under the guise of humanity in Cascadia.


    It was as if even the heavens were bidding farewell to these little spirits. As the Foplya conste was


    destroyed, the snow in Hawford fell even heavier.


    People said they had never seen such heavy snowfall in Hawford before.


    On the ground, it was impossible to distinguish whose child’s photo was lying there.


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    Meanwhile, those who had picked up the money remained frozen in ce. The sight before them.


    horrified them.


    People’s minds needed to be awakened. If they weren’t stimted, they would never understand that


    they could only be ughtered like sheep if they were weak.


    Because the ones wielding the knife didn’t see them as humans at all. To them, the weak’s humility was


    seen as cowardice. Being hospitable to all was seen as inherently lowly by them.


    Only when they were strong could their virtues be acknowledged.


    Wynter didn’t know if these photos could awaken even a small group of people. But as long as those


    trapped spirits could find peace, it would be enough.


    Through the thick fog and heavy snow, Wynter saw the woman in the crowd. She still wore those red


    shoes, which were the only colorful thing on her.


    Since her marriage, her mother had made those shoes for her by hand.


    But who would have thought that she would marry a devil? She had never been treated kindly, yet she


    endured.


    She endured the beatings, hunger, and being forced to sleep with other men by her husband. It wasn’t


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    enough to break her. She persevered for the sake of her two daughters.


    Yet, the Foplyans weren’t satisfied. They didn’t even spare her daughters‘ souls.


    How could they do this? How?


    It was this immense resentment that had condensed into such a powerful Earthbound Formation.


    because such matters were unsolvable in those days.


    Now, the resentment had dissipated. The scenery around Wynter was slowly losing color, except for


    that one blood–red figure.