An Extra’s POV

A battlefield is chaos.

It is a wide layout of destruction. And as such, it requires capable soldiers spread out in the canvas of carnage in order for it to be called a battle.

Different brigades are led by competent leaders, and they handle various battle positions while properly sticking to the established formation.

Every role is important, and is required to remain firm—from the vanguard, to the flanks, to rear defenses and support—else, failure is certain.

That is the nature of war.

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"We won't be together? For real?" Justin's voice echoed among the students as he raised his brows and voice in shock.

"You didn't know that? I figured it out pretty early."

Eric sighed as he flexed his glasses. To him, all of this was just common sense. Anyone could see why the Otherworlders couldn't just be one elite force when the front lines had various areas that required attention.

Plus, Otherworlders weren't invincible as well.

The Dragons were a lot, and they were just nine. In order to win, just like they learned in the Dungeon, they required a functional strategy.

"Ehh? You already knew, Eric?" Justin asked with widened eyes.

"Yeah. It was obvious."

"I sort of figured it out too."

"Yeah… me too."

It turned out most of the Otherworlders had at least an inkling of suspicion about the nature of their dispatchment. This had to be because they thought very critically about the battlefield and what they would be doing there.

And , well, thinking wasn't Justin's strongest suit.

of the students back to himself,

battlefield rather than just having fun and getting rusty. I understand the temptation to take a break, especially after all we've been through. I also understand if anyone wants to remain in the Royal Estate, but… I really think

that Adonis emphasized this point made

the Capital will also be kept a secret. If some found out

the past. In fact, it was safe to say that most still clung

utmost pertinence—as important as it was to succeed in the

"So, who's in?"

other, one by one, trying to gauge on another's

some could still go for the mission. In the same vein,

tense silence

waiting for something—or at

Then—

"I… I am in."

of someone from behind echoed, causing

It was Rey Skylar.

experience everyone will gain in the Conquest will be lost to me if I don't go. To better myself and not

reasons and shared his resolve, there wasn't much silence

"I'll go too."

"Me too!"

"Count me in!"

should be

to be resting, but okay…

Eric, Clark, Trisha, Adonis, and Rey; all of them unanimously agreed to the

Vida watched this sight with even more relief in their

to succinctly explain the situation, and convince everyone to follow

had

a wonderful sight to see,

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development…' Rey

since he planned on getting

he was hearing the news. That would be moments ago, when Adonis and the Royal Council called for him

they could use to contact him