Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Aside from the Flower Capital, regions such as Hakumai, Ringo, Udon, Kibi, and Kuri—indeed every town and vilge across Waaken over oer another by the forces of Totto Land. Lords, nobles, and samurai who spired or resisted were arrested and swiftly executed in public. The number of fallen heads and the blood-soaked executions shocked tless samurai and citizens alike.
However, the number of those who openly resisted itifully small. After the ndlords and nobles who opposed Totto Land were executed, rge quantities of grairansported and distributed free of charge. Totto Land also annouhe abolition of grain taxes and other exploitative levies. This dispy of generosity quickly transformed fear and trepidation into gratitude and joy among the popuce.
Starving peasants, emaciated and barely clothed, wept as they received food, bowing their heads repeatedly in thanks.
“This is wonderful!”
“Unbelievable!!”
“It’s a miracle!!”
“The ‘Sun God’ truly has bee by the heavens to save us!!”
“The army of Totto Land has kept its promise not to harm the people and has even distributed free food—such a virtuous army has never been seen before in history!”
“Ihe detestable Kouzuki deserved to be overthrown long ago!”
“I ’t believe it—the seeds we just pnted have already matured and ow be harvested!”
“It’s not just here—I heard that in other vilges, people witnessed a massive feathered serpent with golden horns flying overhead, bringing rain and a bountiful harvest!”
“My gods! Sucredible power!”
“El-sama truly is the embodiment of divinity!”
“Yes, he is our savior! Long live El-sama!!”
“Long live Totto Land!!!”
Within a mere ten to fifteen days, dark clouds gathered across towns and vilges, lightning fshed, and rain poured down. As a colossal, awe-inspirihered serpent soared through the skies, crops like rice visibly grew, blossomed, and ripened in an instant. Miracle after miracle left the people of Wano dumbfouhey revered El as a divine being, prostrating themselves in worship, filled with a mix of awe aion.
that Totto Land’s army refrained from harming civilians as long as there was no u—and instead maintained order, provided relief tling families, and offered free medical care to the impoverished—the popuce gradually overcame its initial fear. Resistance melted away, repced by genuine admiration for Totto Land. More and more people began to believe that El-sama was indeed a savior sent by the heavens. Ireets and alleys, citizens loudly sang his praises, and the elderly, women, and children once more wore smiles on their faces.
“El-sama,” one of the anders reported, “all the regions have now submitted to our rule. If aance remains, it only be a few cowardly rats hiding in the shadows.”
On Atntis, inside a grand and opulent castle, in its luxurious hall, Shimotsuki Kouzaburou gazed at the t, youthful figure before him with awe and reverence, his heart brimming with fervent admiration. He had personally witnessed one miracle after another and was thhly vinced of El-sama’s greatness. Now, tless citizens of Wanarded El as the “Sun God,” worshiping him with the utmost devotion. The divine power El dispyed—bringing rain to parched nds and causing crops to flourish—was nothing short of godlike.
“Very well,” El said, “the governance of this territory will be entrusted to the officials sent by Tsuru. They will mahe region from now on. Those of you who are willing to remain for the time being stay and oversee the troops stationed here. Ohe situation stabilizes, you may return home.”
Perf miracles was not without cost. Although it was well within his power, each miracle was still quite draining. Now that stability was returning, El no longer o intervene personally. He po visit from time to time and perform a miracle or two fht-stri or pest-ied areas if necessary.
“Uood!” Shimotsuki Kouzaburou nodded.
Although he loo return to Totto Land to see his wife and children, Wano was still his homend. He felt pelled to stay a little longer, ensuring order and spreading the new ws, preventing any misguided souls from stirring up further chaos or rebellion.
“Annouhis immediately,” El tinued, “from today onward, the name ‘Wano try’ is abolished. This isnd shall be officially renamed ‘Fusang Isnd’ and ied as one of the major territories uotto Land’s rule.”
El swirled a rge goblet in his hand, the blue liquid ig the light. This drink, a variation of the renowned Elbaf absinthe Green Fairy, was created by Nef and sold by the Hell Trading pany uhe name Blue Fairy. It had bee a sensation across the seas, beloved by wealthy merts, nobles, and royalty alike—a product that brought in mountains of gold daily.
Taking a light sip, El smiled faintly and spoke in a measured tone, “As for everything else, we’ll proceed gradually. There’s o force sweeping cultural reforms that might provoke resistance. A gentle guiding hand, along with the removal of unnecessary restris, will suffice for now.”
“Uood—” Shimotsuki Kouzaburou agreed wholeheartedly.
Wano had long been isoted, its people deeply traditional and wary of outsiders. Even simply abolishing the name Wano and renaming it Fusang Isnd uotto Land’s jurisdi was a drastic step for many to accept. Pushing for more extensive reforms could easily backfire.
What Kouzaburou did not know was that El’s pns for Wano—or Fusang Isnd—were far-reag aiculously calcuted. Totto Land’s rapid development required a rge pool of cheap bor, and an isoted, retly ravaged Wano offered precisely that. By granting minimal yet meaningful bes, the people could be swayed to feel grateful and work tirelessly—like beasts of burden.
Of course, life uotto Land’s rule was indeed better than uhe Kouzuki shogu least anyone willing to put in the effort could fill their stomachs. But there was always a price to pay. After all, if you wahe horse to run, you had to feed it hay. By parison, it was already a siderable improvement.
