"As you have seen, joining the battalion of the Ministry of War requires a simple distinction based on your strength. The stronger the strength, the better the treatment you enjoy."

In front of the camp, a soldier in armour, armed with a magic rifle, is announcing the rules loudly.

The Army's standard armor, as well as the death rifle, can only be owned by its immediate members.

Although many of the warriors here choose to join the army, they can only name the army, so the army will not distribute these things to them.

"We all know that, but how do we divide the army into different levels of strength?"...