### Chapter 11: Mahoraga, You Are Now Wano Country's Public Enemy
The central area of Ringo was quite clean, with many shops open for business on both sides of the street and a steady stream of customers.
Kaido held various snacks in his arms as he followed Marubu around the corner.
Marubu's gaze landed on a restaurant.
"Shimotsuki Restaurant..."
Marubu muttered the name silently, guessing that this was a property under the name of the Shimotsuki family, one of the five major Daimyo families in Wano Country.
"Let's go, we'll stay here for the next few days."
Walking to the front desk, a black-haired woman in a kimono sized up their attire and then introduced enthusiastically: "Are the two distinguished guests staying? Shimotsuki Restaurant provides the top accommodation and food in Ringo."
Marubu asked casually, "Are there suites?"
The black-haired woman answered skillfully: "Yes, the suites on the third floor have the best view. Two bedrooms, one living room, and a spacious balcony facing Sword God Plaza in the center of Ringo. The liveliest time of today's festival lasts from 3 PM to 9 PM."
"Sounds good..." Marubu paid the bill directly and booked accommodation for seven days.
Arriving at the booked suite, Kaido went to the balcony, and the table was instantly piled with food.
He asked while eating, "Brother, what do you plan to do?"
Marubu cast his gaze on the street scene below.
"See the grand occasion below? Sword God Ryuma's reputation in Wano Country is unrivaled. Even though he has been dead for hundreds of years, he still receives offerings from the entire samurai nation."
"The festival is even a national holiday."
"If the grand ceremony is destroyed, how do you think the participating samurai will react?"
Kaido stuffed a rice ball into his mouth: "You want to destroy the grand ceremony?"
Marubu shook his head: "When doing things, learn to grasp the key points."
Kaido was stunned: "What key points?"
Summoning the Shikigami Mahoraga, Marubu simply conveyed the order.
"Mahoraga, from today on, you are the public enemy of Wano Country!"
...
At 3 PM, the crowd in Ringo had gathered on the square in front of the Sword God Shrine.
According to tradition, led by Ryuma's descendant, the Shimotsuki family, several important Daimyos would enter the shrine together to worship the Sword God on behalf of all the citizens.
Only after this ceremony ended would the nationwide celebration officially kick off.
"Open the door!!!"
Amid everyone's eager anticipation, just as the samurai of the Shimotsuki family responsible for opening the door stepped onto the stone stairs, the wooden door of the shrine opened by itself with a "creak."
The next second, a white figure walked out from within.
His whole body was pale, his face weird, with an exaggerated ferocious smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
What was even more shocking was that he was holding the National Treasure "Shusui" in his hand!
The Black Blade Shusui was the sword used by the Sword God Shimotsuki Ryuma during his lifetime, a symbol of the legend of slaying the dragon to save the country, and the spiritual totem of Wano Country.
At this moment, it was held in the hands of an outsider.
"Who are you?! That's Lord Ryuma's Shusui! Put it down quickly!!"
"Blasphemy! This is blaspheming the Sword God!!!"
The surrounding crowd instantly cursed angrily: "Bastard! You really deserve to die!"
Mahoraga picked his ear, turning a deaf ear to the scolding.
Just then, he raised the Black Blade Shusui high with one hand, lifted a corner of his waistband with the other, and actually slowly inserted this famous sword handed down for generations, leaving only the handle exposed.
Watching this shameful scene, the entire square instantly exploded.
Instantly, dust and smoke rose violently in the square as several figures shot out, drawing swords, closing in, and slashing in one go!
Blood splattered three steps from Mahoraga, his whole body covered in cuts.
The Dharma Wheel above his head spun rapidly, almost sparking.
In the distance.
On the balcony of Shimotsuki Restaurant, Marubu smiled with satisfaction seeing this scene.
The samurai of Wano Country were quite stupid, stubborn, and easily provoked... Shusui held a lofty status in their hearts... Letting Mahoraga put Shusui in his pants under the public gaze... was equivalent to pinning the samurai's self-esteem and glory in his crotch. This would force the samurai to fight with their lives, trying every means to retrieve their face...
While verifying his guess, he listened to the roar of the Shikigami Temple.
...
"Ding—!"
"Mahoraga has been attacked by 'Pine Waves Swordsmanship,' adapting..."
"Mahoraga has been attacked by 'Ryou,' analyzing..."
"Mahoraga has been locked on by 'Kenbunshoku Haki,' adapting..."
"Mahoraga has been attacked by 'Heart Style,' analyzing..."
...
Marubu felt comfortable all over: "This feels great!!!"
Mahoraga on the battlefield also knew very well that some attacks were extremely powerful. Although his regeneration ability was strong, taking all damage head-on would only affect his movement.
Therefore, he deliberately used non-critical parts like his hands and feet to touch and taste the slashes, which could also achieve the purpose of adaptation and analysis.
On the square, the samurai were all gasping for breath, their faces full of horror, their bodies trembling.
"Damn it!!? What the hell is this thing?"
"My slash clearly hit his arm, but as soon as the blade passed, the cut miraculously healed... Is he immortal?"
"White Colossus!!"
"Demon God descended from heaven??"
While speaking, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the samurai's foreheads, and their hands holding the swords were shaking and trembling.
However.
Mahoraga did not give these defeated samurai another chance.
His figure flashed, grabbing the attacking sword with his bare hands. Blood exploded on his hand as he kicked the person away.
Darkness exploded into a whirlwind on his hand, instantly collecting that sword into the Shikigami Temple.
"My weapon was confiscated! Where did it go? Damn it!!!"
"Bastard... give my sword back!!!"
Mahoraga did not kill ruthlessly; he only defeated the opponents and confiscated all the weapons of the samurai whose value had been squeezed dry.
This was not mercy, but a link in Marubu's brilliant design.
To make the samurai challenge one after another, the price could not be set too high.
If challenging meant death?
How many people would dare to step forward and try!
Therefore, knowing that they would just get beaten up and have their swords confiscated was enough.
And using the Black Blade Shusui as bait was another layer of psychological game.
Everything that happened at the festival today would surely shake the whole country. Whoever could retrieve the National Treasure "Shusui" would be able to defend the face of the "Sword God" and become a hero sung through the ages nationwide.
Under the premise that the price was not high, no one could resist this temptation!
This set of combo punches can be summarized as—the ticket price shouldn't be too high, but the reward must be absolutely tempting!
As for how Mahoraga confiscated the swords?
The principle was also very simple—
Mahoraga got injured, triggering the Dark-Dark Fruit to absorb damage, and darkness emerged from the wound.
And darkness was also the channel connecting the real world to the Shikigami Temple.
Taking advantage of the situation, the things were swallowed.
At this time.
People from the Shimotsuki family entered the battlefield like a stream of fish, covering the retreat of civilians and the wounded.
Mahoraga did not stop them.
Someone rushed out from Ryuma's shrine and roared: "That bastard also carved words on the pillar of the shrine! Fuck!!!"
"What words?"
"Carved were the seven big characters 'Mahoraga was here'!!!"
"Damn Mahoraga!!!"
New samurai arrived on the battlefield, carrying swords, constantly charging at Mahoraga.
"Mahoraga, right? Today I come to take your head!"
"Everyone move aside!!! Let me kill him!!!"
Then, they flew.
A samurai knelt on the ground holding an empty scabbard and crying bitterly: "Damn it! My sword! It was also confiscated!"
The companion beside him also roared unwillingly: "Ahhh! My Dojigiri was also snatched by Mahoraga!"
Someone else hammered the ground angrily: "Bastard! What is all this! Too shameless!"
In this chaos, a woman with a graceful figure quietly appeared on the battlefield. She wore a pale cherry-colored kimono, her moon-like long hair was loosely tied up with a plain flower hairpin at her temples, and her dark purple eyes quietly swept across the chaotic square.
Her voice was clear and firm: "Groups of five, attack in an orderly manner!"
"Don't seek to kill, just stall him!!!" She raised the famous sword with a tsuba shaped like an eight-petaled lotus at her waist and said loudly: "Stall for time! Wait for reinforcements! Then work together to kill him!"
"Understood!"
"Miss Shimotsuki Furin!!"
Because Mahoraga did not target civilians and the wounded, they were able to evacuate in an orderly manner.
An open area appeared in the zone centered on Ryuma's shrine, as if a stage specially reserved for the actors about to appear.