Bastion looked on blankly, thought over Paige’s words over and over again, and then understood where she was angry. He felt a little guilty and a little aggrieved.
He looked at Paige intently, “Paige…”
Paige looked down at him.
“So you’re saying you won’t find a more handsome husband in the future? Three…” Bastion pointed at Enrico and changed his words with some sadness, ‘Someone who is more handsome than your brother-in-law, you won’t take either?”
He was still waiting to be Paige’s little husband.
If he doesn’t want her brother-in-law and brother-in-law, does that mean he doesn’t want him either?
Enrico looked down at him, suddenly reached out and touched his face, and the next second pushed the person to the side, ‘Go back and let Dr. Clinton take a look at your brain.”
“…”
Bastion felt even more aggrieved.
“…”
Paige also couldn’t understand the young man’s thoughts, and she didn’t bother to try. Standing in the same place, she looked at the crowd and said, “Okay, let’s move on to the next thing, about Dejima.”
As soon as she said this, the crowd immediately became agitated. Some were trembling, some were holding their breath, and some couldn’t help but ask out loud.
“Paige, can we really leave Wind Island? There’s no power grid outside?”
“Who promised you that? They’re not going to trick us into going back for a mass murder, are they?”
“No way, if we wanted to massacre people, would we have to leave here to do it?”
“Paige, how are we going to live when we get back? Can we still keep up with life outside?”
Everyone was talking.
They had never dared to think that they could leave this place one day, and for a moment they just felt incredible. They couldn’t imagine what the future would be like at all.
The sound of the discussion grew louder and louder, and Paige looked at them quietly without saying a word.
Seeing that there was little expression on her face, everyone slowly stopped discussing and waited quietly for her to speak.
The sea breeze blew across the entire island.
Paige stood next to Enrico, her gaze calm and composed. “This time, I did indeed bring everyone to Wind Island, but there is a condition.”
“Condition?” The group froze.
Was there really a condition for them to be here? What could they possibly say? The lack of supplies on the island? The harsh environment?
“The condition is that if you want to leave the island, you must sign this agreement.”
Paige said, looking at her subordinates. One of them immediately handed over the agreement that had been prepared long ago.
She took it and held it above the paper for everyone to read, “Country A is about to enter a new system. There will be no more so-called slums, and you will no longer be the outcasts of Country A. But all of this requires you to forget the past in order to obtain it.”
There are two types of people on Wind Island.
One type, who have been victimized by the so-called elite system, are truly unable to take care of themselves and have no companion to rely on, and have come here, such as master Chris and Bastion’s father.
The other kind of person is those who have been persecuted by some plutocrats and bigwigs over the past century and have been forced to come here, just like her.
The former kind of person has a relatively stable mentality, and it is not difficult to ask them to forget the past, but the latter kind of person is more difficult, because they harbor hatred in their hearts.
Sure enough.
Paige’s subordinate handed the agreement to everyone, and the crowd fell silent for a moment, before someone angrily tore up the agreement and glared at Paige.
Paige looked calmly at him with a cold gaze. The man saw her look and wanted to say something, but he held back and didn’t say anything.
Alfredo sat there and took the agreement from the side.
His family was one of the first to come to Wind Island, and it was also a large family in the past. Over the past hundred years, his family’s rules have been maintained quite well. Even if it wasn’t necessary, he learned to read and write.
He could understand this agreement.
He squeezed the corner of the agreement, raised his face and looked at Paige, his eyes dull. “It means that after we leave here, we must not seek revenge, nor mention the past, as if nothing had happened.”
His voice was pale, as he tried to suppress his emotions, but his fingers were white from the pressure.
“Yes,” Paige said ruthlessly, dropping the affirmative.
Hearing this, Alfredo’s breathing became even heavier, and he just looked at her, not knowing what to say.
When he didn’t say anything, someone in the crowd couldn’t hold back anymore.
“In other words, in order to continue living, we have to sign this agreement and forget about the ancestral hatred from now on?”
“I can’t do it! My parents were persecuted by my uncle and the others. The day our family came to Wind Island, my mother cut her wrists with a stone with my younger sister. I can’t forget such a heinous hatred!”
“If we want to live, we have to forget all the blood feuds. Then what’s the point of us living? My father will never forgive me.”
“Paige, are you here to help us or not? Do you want us to forget our ancestors and betray our roots?”
Everyone spoke up in succession, agitated.
Kevin frowned, and Bastion stood by master Chris’s side, looking at everyone attacking Paige, a little nervous. master Chris looked at Paige worriedly.
Paige remained calm. She stood there with an unchanged expression, listening to what they were saying.
Amidst the discussion, a sneer suddenly sounded.
“Heh.” It was a voice of cold mockery.
The crowd froze, and they looked up at the man beside Paige-Enrico.
Enrico’s lips curled up in a sneer as he looked at them, his tone light and carefree, ‘If you stay here, you won’t forget your ancestors and your origins. Stay.”
Paige had helped them in the wrong way.
What did that mean?
“Then I’ll stay here. I can’t give up my blood feud just to live in peace! I’d rather die!’ A voice rang out.
Paige looked up and saw a young man with a stern face standing in the crowd holding his son, who was about two years old, wearing a small shirt that made him look like he was wearing a sack.
At that moment, the little boy blinked at his father, not understanding what he was angry about.
“Of course you can have backbone, but what about your son?”
Paige looked at him coldly and said, “Let him continue to live on the barren Wind Island like you, and when he gets older, he will be put in shackles and branded with the mark of a slum dweller, unable to go to school and experience a normal life. He will live in a shack his whole life. Is that what you want?”
Hearing this, the man froze, looked down at his young son, then turned his head away, his eyes red, and said no more.
The crowd gradually fell silent.
Alfredo clenched the agreement in his hands, “Paige, I don’t quite understand, why is there such an agreement? You also hate those big shots with low morals, don’t you?”
“I do hate them, but I also know a little bit more. The economic structure established by the A-nation plutocrats has already taken shape. If one or two of them fall, the framework will not be affected, but if it all collapses, the entire A-nation will fall into another major riot,” said Paige.
And if the hatred between the Wind Island and those plutocrats, families, and bigwigs is completely revealed, it will be a huge uproar, with consequences that are impossible to predict.
“But Paige, the system of the A-nation chaebols being the kings has long since rotted to the core. Nothing can be built without destruction.”
Uncle Artie, with a beard, couldn’t help but speak up, “Paige, you are a capable person. Since you have been able to get everyone off the island, why don’t you take everyone further?”
There are too many people with grudges on this Wind Island.