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 back to himself, and he folded his arms as he looked at them

mission, we can use the last days preparing for the 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 this is a good

this point

Our identities as Otherworlders from the Capital will also be kept a secret. If some

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

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

"So, who's in?"

by

though some chose to remain back, some could still go for the mission. In the same vein, everyone could choose to accept or

tense silence

seemed to be waiting for something—or at least, someone—to break

Then—

"I… I am in."

of someone from behind echoed,

It was Rey Skylar.

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

his resolve,

"I'll go too."

"Me too!"

"Count me in!"

This should be

resting, but okay… why

Eric, Clark,

Vida watched this sight with even more relief in their

and convince everyone to follow him… these two adults

had everyone's

wonderful sight to

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development…' Rey smiled

planning on visiting the Adventurer City one way or the other during the break since he planned on getting stronger before the deployment, but he never

hearing the news. That would be moments ago, when Adonis and the Royal Council

Device that they could use to contact him in their possession, so he