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In a wilderness somewhere was an army, not a part of an army marching forward.
Black fog filled the wilderness.
The entire cavalry had formed a formation to charge forward.
Alex followed behind the cavalry unit, slowly running after them.
—–this couldn't be helped, he was a temporary addition to the troops, forced to enter combat without being granted proper equipment or even a horse.
Suddenly, the Silveria spoke up,
〖Alex, maybe you should take this chance to leave the troops.〗
Alex shook his head: "Just as you've said, this world's rules focus solely on individual identity. If I become a 'deserter', that would only make me fall lower in the world's ranking, bringing me closer to danger"