Chapter 427: Help and promises
Cyclops were native to Kasluopa, a world once favored by Medlan's law. As a sacred realm of nature that others longed to visit, Kasluopa's inhabitants were generally reluctant to travel to other worlds, aside from those curious about new places.
That was especially true of the Cyclops, who had always been few in number and disliked complicating matters.
The Rotting Domain, unlike the corrupted world of today, had once been part of Kasluopa's natural landscape. The Black Mist Demons living within it had always been at odds with many of Kasluopa's native species.
That was because Black Mist Demons stole the remains of powerful beings that had died natural deaths and dragged them back to the Rotting Domain.
This strengthened the Rotting Domain, and in the Black Mist Demons' eyes, it also helped maintain the world's cycle.
But it clearly offended others easily. Even in ancient times, some had suggested that Black Mist Demons might kill living creatures to replenish the Rotting Domain, while certain magic beings suspected they were related by blood to the creatures of the shadow domain.
Conflicts among them had continued throughout history, until Kasluopa's corruption left everyone too overwhelmed to look after anyone but themselves. Even then, their relations remained cold.
When they heard that the Insect Person had invited the fellows from the Rotting Domain, the Cyclops looked distinctly displeased. The approaching Armored Unicorn felt much the same.
"Trust me, my friends. I have good reason to do this!"
Thud!
A black stone pillar was planted upright nearby, and the Cyclops sat down with their leader.
"If anyone but you had said that, I'd have punched them first."
The Armored Unicorn said no more and eventually sat down with the magic beings at its side. Those without magic power