Shami Taegor's words deeply resonated with everyone present; no one liked dealing with those sleazy, ugly mortals, with their hearts full of holes, always scheming behind the scenes. In the Beastman Kingdom, where martial power is revered, the ways of the mortals could never garner the favor and blessings of their worshiped and protected deity—the War God Mars.
But they couldn't do without the mortals either. On one hand, the desolate Mogan Wilderness was rich and fertile, but from another perspective, it was barren and poor. It gave the beastmen endless forest and game, which was their homeland. The wilderness also had countless mineral deposits and fertile land, but the beastmen were still constrained by the mortals—they lacked salt and spices. Without salt, their tribe members would fall ill. Without spices, they couldn't preserve their meat.
