Initially, Sane's group had only a sparse few dozen mercenaries and over ten teenage beastmen.
They robbed people and robbed money every time they passed by any beast arena or mine after that. The group had reached a few thousand people as a result now.
Sane wanted to sit in a carriage himself many times along this journey. Unfortunately, these horses were frightened stiff by the pressure on his body every time they approached. He had to shrink himself to sit on the head of that adult White Tiger clan beastman.
This world was constantly embroiled in the chaos of war. Sane's Divine Energy became more abundant than ever not long after breaking his shell because of this.
However, he rarely took action himself to eliminate the slave owners. He let the group members fight on their own instead. He only took the responsibility of standing aside to observe. He pointed out a few shortcomings, taking action when the situation was truly dangerous.
