The citizens erupted into joyous cheers as they watched the waterwheel in action. The massive wooden mechanism, driven by the rushing current of the Sinni River, symbolized a new era for Amendolara. The Lucanian slaves, who had labored to dig the canals and construct the towering device, stared in awe. To them, this was no mere feat of human ingenuity—it was the work of the divine.
"Lord Juleios, Zeus bless us! This is truly miraculous!" exclaimed Cornelius, his voice trembling with excitement. "With this magnificent waterwheel, Amendolara will reclaim over 300 acres of fertile land!"
"And more than that," added Scombras, his tone equally jubilant. "Access to water will be easier for all our people. This is transformative!"
Marigi, standing beside them, let out a sharp laugh. "This isn't Zeus's work," he declared bluntly. "This is thanks to Lord Juleios himself! He designed the waterwheel with his own hands. If any god deserves credit, it must be Hades!"
