The true story of Ogerpon finally came to light through Xuezhong's account.
Xia Chi, who already knew this history, immediately turned his gaze toward Nemona and silently began counting down.
Three, two...
"That's outrageous! How could those people do that?!"
Sure enough, before Xia Chi could finish his countdown, the most outspoken of them, Nemona, slapped the table and shot to her feet.
The apple cider vinegar sloshed in its glass, spilling a little and making someone's anger plain.
"No, I'm going to tell those villagers the truth!"
With that, Nemona made to leave.
Lacey hurriedly stopped her. "Nemona, calm down. If this were so easy to resolve, would the truth still only survive through the stories passed down in Grandpa Xuezhong's family?"
Nemona wasn't stupid, of course. She had simply been overcome by anger.
Once Lacey stopped her, she understood how difficult it would be to change prejudices that had been rooted in the villagers' hearts for centuries.
She clenched her fists, but couldn't think of a good solution and could only sit back down in frustration.
"Xia Chi, what should we do?!"
Nemona didn't know why, either, but she instinctively asked Xia Chi.
Lacey also looked over with expectant eyes.
That left Xia Chi rather exasperated. Why are you asking me?
I just want to repair the Teal Mask, get hold of the other masks, then use my influence in the field of mythological history to reveal the truth to the world, and finally take Ogerpon far away from here.
You expect me to reform these unruly villagers?
Sorry, that's neither my responsibility nor within my abilities.
Having already gotten upset once over the plot of Pokémon Scarlet and Violet, Xia Chi really didn't want anything more to do with those villagers.
*Can you believe that even after