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.

attention of the students

rusty. I understand the temptation to take a break, especially after

emphasized this point made it all the

and join different Parties. Our identities as Otherworlders from the Capital will also be kept a secret. If some found out about it, it could lead to some unsavory

In fact, it was safe to say that most still clung to it, and would never respect

was of utmost pertinence—as important as it was to succeed in the Conquest—to keep the

"So, who's in?"

by one, trying

Even though some chose to remain back, some could still

tense

be waiting for something—or

Then—

"I… I am in."

voice of someone from behind echoed,

It was Rey Skylar.

be left behind. The EXP and experience everyone will gain in the Conquest will be lost to me if I don't go. To

shared his resolve, there wasn't much silence after

"I'll go too."

"Me too!"

"Count me in!"

should be

to be resting,

accepted. Alicia, Belle, Billy, Justin, Eric, Clark, Trisha, Adonis,

and Vida watched this sight with even more relief in their

and convince everyone to follow him… these two adults couldn't help but

had everyone's

a wonderful

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an interesting development…'

he planned on getting stronger before the deployment, but

hearing the news. That would be

left a Communication Device that they could use to contact him in their possession,