August sighed as he brought his head down while he began to speak. "Actually... it was all our fault that everything had happened to them."
"Back then, the more powerful predator beastmen around our lands were greedy. We were only the minority in the beast world around there—feeble beastmen who couldn't fight against the likes of lions and tigers. So we couldn't even defend ourselves."
"Back then, the more powerful beastmen got greedy and wanted our meals and stuff. They wanted to take it from us after our hard work. But Cloudy's father was heavily against it. He had even argued with the tribe leader, who wanted to willingly give it off to these people. He wanted to protect our hard work."
He sighed. "But our leader was a coward. He was submitting to the rule of the predator beastmen—which one could understand because they were more powerful, and going against them would mean death."
