Impact Dial

Without those hotheads among the Shandia People, Kuta figured that if Gan Fall was willing, they would probably be happy to live in Upper Yard.

After all, it was they, the Blue Sea People, who had killed those men, not the people of Angel Island. Right?

Besides, back when Gan Fall had been God years ago, he had gone to Hidden Cloud Village many times to negotiate with the Shandia People. If Wiper and his group had not stirred up trouble, the Shandia People might have moved to Upper Yard long ago.

If Enel had not arrived later, Gan Fall probably would have succeeded.

Once most of them agreed to live in peace with the people of Angel Island, a handful of stubborn holdouts like Wiper could do little. If they truly felt the goodwill of the people of Angel Island, they would gradually let go of their hatred and eventually find peace.

That was the outcome the leaders of both peoples wanted, along with most of their people.

It was the way things were headed. A few stubborn holdouts would not stop it.

I'm getting ahead of myself.

Kuta shook his head. When the Shandia People still showed no reaction, he turned and nodded toward the wheelhouse behind him.

A-Tao took control of the Freedom.

With no wind to drive it, the ship moved forward.

The Freedom rounded the bend ahead and vanished from sight.

Only then did the Shandia People come to their senses. They hurried to steady themselves, braced their hands on their knees, and gasped for air.

They looked like fish pulled from the water.

Even Kamakiri, Braham, Genbo, and Laki—the four strongest leaders among the Shandia People—were no exception.

They exchanged glances, their eyes full of terror.

For one instant, they had felt certain they