"Success! The Land of Whirlpools has begun moving successfully! Now Lord Hashirama only needs to keep steady and place the Land of Whirlpools in the designated location, and we'll have succeeded!"
Some clansmen wept with joy. Their fathers had spent their entire lives on that island, yet now they could become residents of a mainland nation.
They could finally see the sights of the continent with their own eyes.
Some people had truly never left the Land of Whirlpools in their entire lives, never once seeing the scenery beyond it.
Their souls were already weak, and they were trapped on an island. Life itself seemed like a cage, imprisoning them within this tiny patch of heaven and earth.
Only those powerful shinobi could go out and see the world beyond, then return and share it with everyone as conversation material.
Those who had never seen the outside world would be curious, doubtful, and offer their own opinions, but no one ever suggested going out to see it for themselves.
Because they knew it was impossible.
But now, everything had changed. Their homeland had moved beside the mainland and connected with it. That meant they could freely travel onto the continent and take a look.
To see what this world was really like.
They might still be unable to travel very far, but it was far better than before, wasn't it?
Even their ally, Konoha, was no longer unimaginably far away. Going there for a visit was no longer as difficult as ascending to heaven.
As Hashirama took step after step toward the bay, everyone's nerves tightened to the limit.
All they needed now was to safely place the Land of Whirlpools in its predetermined location and make some arrangements afterward. Then this operation would be a success.
Nothing could go