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Devon nodded in agreement to a plan to provoke the deciding battle and it was not just him, all the other commanders, including Aulich, agreed that the idea was sound.

They had done enough poking around.

They had felt each other out enough.

Following their common agreement was how the 'provocation' was to happen.

First off, they had no intentions of announcing it to the Dystopians and give them any more time to prepare.

Already, even while they waited out their opponents, the Dystopian forces were sure to be battle-ready.

Ready to deploy at the order of their general.

However, simply getting strapped and yelling as they ran across Gelread valley to catch the Dystopians unaware was far from enough..

They wanted every bit of advantage they could get.

So they settled on a plan.

One similar to how they had gotten information on how the Dystopian forces were placed which was to send a company or two over to the Dystopian side to set up traps.

There were three classes of Experts (Excluding the special classes for commanders and generals) in the Haron army; the A-class, The B-class, and the C-class. 

A-class referred to experts at the Cosmic Pagoda realm and the occasional experts at the Semi saint realm who did not hold commanding ranks which was rare.

Semi-saint was usually worthy of being a commander.

Anyway,

B-class referred to experts at the Cosmic Aurora realm while,

C-class referred to experts at the Phenomenon realm which was the lowest realm anyone who was part of the Haron Army could be in.

C-class were usually the ones sent for this sort of dangerous task that involved infiltrating the Dystopian side because they were easily overlooked.

Even though the Dystopian side was sure to have those at the Phenomenon realm in their Army as well, it did not change the fact that the true threat came from Cosmic Aurora and above.

And even then, there was only so much Cosmic Aurora experts can do when there are more powerful cosmic Pagoda experts to cause more trouble.

"A C-class company would be best." Said the commander who had come up with the whole 'provoke the deciding battle' idea.

Devon smiled lightly while his eyes flashed shrewdly,

"Good thinking, Gaige. I know one C-class company that just has to be involved in this"

...

Hal was in the tent he shared with many other experts in his platoon even though he hardly ever stayed there and always found time to slip into the Harem space to cultivate and spend time with his ladies.

Taking full advantage of the Time warping to continue increasing his strength and after this past two months (normal time) he could already feel himself getting closer to turning his cosmic phenomenon into an Aurora.

Anyway, he was cross-legged inside the tent when his platoon received orders along with the other two platoons with whom they shared a company.

(A company is made up of two or more platoons)

Then the Lieutenant In charge of his Platoon called on every member to present themselves for the reading of the latest order from the General and commanders.

When they all gathered, many of those present could not help but look to Hal who seemed the most casual of everyone here. Just like their lieutenant, they had all began to see him as a psychopath.

Albeit an impossibly good-looking one.

Many questioned why he was even part of the platoon.

As they were all part of Barracks in the Silva Duchy, they knew each other quite well and knew there was no sapphire blue-eyed young man in the Silva Duchy barracks.

Such features, few of them knew were reserved to be seen in the Doxon Duchy.

There was a rumor floating around that he was somehow related to the General.

As only the Lieutenant of the platoon knew he had been selected to join the platoon by Devon Dane personally, it was still an unconfirmed rumor.

Over the course of the past two months, their platoon had lost quite a number of experts and were not strangers to loss but Hal never showed a reaction that he cared.

And why should he?

He had not known those men.

He was here just to be part of the Platoon because of Devon and saw no reason to put on a display of false affection for men and women he knew nothing about.

He felt he was actually doing them a favor by not acting like he cared when he was just going to find a way to send the bodies of their companions into the Beast Habitat for his beasts to feed on.

Besides, he had not really given them a reason to complain. Whenever they were asked to go against Dystopian companies of a similar class to them (which was how they had lost those companions by the way) he was always fighting to the best of his abilities. 

Showcasing his class as a peak stage cosmic Phenomenon realm expert as many in the platoon were. The Lieutenant included.

Without making use of his Bloodline of course.

"Some good news for all you homesick whinnies, the Grand tent have decided to provoke a Deciding battle after which you can finally return home.

Bad news for the cowards, of which I believe there is none present in my platoon, the Provocation will be spearheaded by C-class companies." The lieutenant announced to the hard swallow of many.

This provocation seemed far from an easy task to undergo.

The Lieutenant continued, 

"This should not come as a surprise.

As C-class experts, we are usually tasked to undergo these dangerous missions because we are the easiest to ignore..." He said and Hal scoffed in his mind,

'Yeah that and the fact that we are the weakest class and hence Expendable''

Of course, it did not matter what Hal thought, this was still going to happen.

That said, he never planned to die for someone else's cause, and should things get too difficult to handle, he would be only too happy to retreat into his Harem space and wait the whole battle out.

-

That night, it began.

Hal's company began to move under the shadow of darkness. 

Crossing the valley was far from being the difficult part of it all.

They moved in from different angles. Separating into groups of ten.

The difficult part came when they got closer to the Dystopian camp and regardless of how low their class was, the perception shield which not only stopped any outside perception from snooping into the camp but also picked up intruders, picked them up.

However, as expected since this was not the first time they were attempting something of this nature, it showed that they were all at the Cosmic Phenomenon realm.

As such, the ones sent to stop them while attempting to outnumber them with numbers were also of the same level of cultivation.

But it was not all the groups that were picked up by the perception shield.

The groups tasked with deploying the devices given by the grand tent (the devices being the traps) were making use of cloaking runes. Strong enough to hide them from the perception shield but was finite and could only cloak them for half an hour at most.

Not to mention that the cloaking runes would not make them invisible to physical eyes and physical contact which was where the groups picked by the perception shield were needed.

Their duty was to draw attention away from the group using cloaking runes by facing off against those sent to deal with the intruders.

It was in one of these groups tasked with the distraction that Hal was.