192 Chapter 192: Potential (2/2)
From what he could observe thus far, everything in the world was empowered due to the richness of mana, something that didn't exist on earth. However, If that were the case, then being able to wield it was something most certainly worth their while, even if it was only a little bit.
Caesar continued to use a non-fatal quantity of magic to prepare his knights for the future. His fingers abnormally bent within the air as he commanded the mana to coil around the bodies of the knights in front of him.
This continued for another quarter of an hour before Caesar finally decided to stop. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead and breathed a deep sigh of relief whilst scrutinizing the tired knights in front of him. They carried expressions of exhaustion as they collapsed onto the ground, breathing heavily.
”Remeber that feel,” Caesar said, ”that power that you felt within your bodies will soon be the leading factor determining how strong you can become in the future. Similar to the beast cores you ate in the past, I will do this every week until your bodies are capable of withstanding it.”
Right as his speech ended, he ordered a few servants to bring some refreshments for the exhausted knights. They delivered chilled water, tea, and even some wine, incurring the fox-kins jealousy as they ran around the training grounds.
They were covered in sweat and even some of the weaker men started to trail behind the group. The armors were heavier than the ones the knights had used in the past, and each the fox-kin felt as though they were treading through thick mud.
Not to mention the strange weapons which they were forced to carry with them as they ran, further increasing their weight load. The fox-kin possessed innately strong bodies, but they had never tapped into their potential before… instead, they focused on fire magic, which wasn't something they were very adept at.
Caesar wanted to change this fact and temper the humans and fox-kin into their respective lanes. Humans were feared due to their knowledge-seeking personality and adaptability, while the dark-races were feared due to their inhumane physiques.
He would extrapolate on these two points and train his forces until they became the elites of the elites. Caesar didn't believe in things like talent, no, he believed in hard work and effort. No genius could succeed without trying and no average person would fail after working hard.
Thus, Caesar continued to relentlessly train the fox-kin until they dropped dead tired, of course, he didn't force them to overexert and injure themselves. He then congratulated the ones who passed the test, which was practically everyone.
He smiled gracefully as he stepped away from the training grounds, ”this training will occur twice a week from now” Caesar said, ”I will not take no for an answer, nor will I allow anyone to be tardy!”
The humans and fox-kin stared at each other, the dread in their eyes causing them to form a connection stronger than brotherhood. Misery loved company, and now both fox-kin and human bonded together under rather strange circumstances.