Chapter 228 - 227
With the trove of relics from the vault distributed among his elite soldiers, Julius felt the surge of power rippling through his ranks.
The armor, tempered steel, and strange artifacts of the ancient empire had a palpable effect on his legionnaires; it gave them a fierce pride, a sense of connection to the lost empire they now sought to restore under Romanus rule.
Word of the vault’s treasures had spread quickly through the camp, and morale soared as the soldiers strapped on their newly acquired equipment.
Julius stood at the edge of the encampment, watching as his men tested their newfound weapons and armor.
The relics, sturdy and gleaming, seemed to amplify their confidence, and for good reason.
Each weapon forged in the prime of the Roman Empire was a masterpiece of craftsmanship and military ingenuity, increases those gifted with the items a boost to their martial prowess, and defensive might.
Now, these symbols of Rome’s storied past would help him reclaim the lands that had once belonged to his ancestors—and carve out new dominions in his name.
"Commander,"
Yuri approached,
"The men are ready. They’ve been talking of little else but marching onward to Argosian lands. They believe these relics and your command make them invincible."
"Good,"
Julius replied with a nod.
