I Became a Ruined Character in a Dark Fantasy

The two merchant leaders couldn't see it, but Ian wore a faint, wry smile on his lips.

I've never even put them through formal military training...

Yet, the barbarian warriors were gradually taking on the structure and discipline of a proper army. Perhaps it was because they were starting to develop a sense of belonging, or maybe it was the grueling pace they had endured together in such a short time.

Of course, they hadn't entirely lost their free-spirited nature.

"What's all this…?"

"I know that man. He's the merchant who used to buy furs in the snowfields."

Even as they stood at attention, they whispered in hushed voices, sneaking glances at the wagons Ian had brought. Since Ian hadn't explained the purpose of his trip to Travelga, the sight of the incoming supplies bewildered most of them.

Still, not everyone was clueless about what was happening.

"The Great Warrior is truly remarkable, always thinking one step ahead."

"I'm almost moved to tears. He doesn't even rest and still takes such care of us."

Centurions and seasoned warriors were quick to grasp the situation, offering their praise.

…This is going to stir things up again, Ian thought, tugging lightly on the reins. His horse slowed to a halt, stopping just before the warriors.

Ian surveyed the group, now looking much sharper than before. Their training and recent campaigns had transformed them into a presentable fighting force.

After a moment, he spoke. "These are the arms you'll be using. Take only what you need—no more, no less. In the end, they'll be for your comrades to wield as well."

The silence was not long

"Oooohhh—"

"The Great Warrior is truly magnificent!"

Thunderous cheers erupted, startling Fael and Joyce, who flinched and exchanged surprised glances. Beside them, Bor and Regin were silent but...

Chapter 349 (Teaser)

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