Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

But a number of people still sustained substantial injuries in this battle, and I didn’t bring it up immediately last night so that everyone could enjoy themselves.

However, after returning to the camp, it was necessary to start handling the aftermath.

The number of rangers injured this time reached 73, with 11 of them severely wounded.

Although their lives were saved by their own spells, with missing arms and legs, they were indeed no longer suitable for combat roles.

These individuals needed to receive sufficient wealth and then retire from the rangers.

Beyond that, there were also the exploitable Shadow Wolf packs.

The number of Shadow Wolves killed this time was indeed quite high.

Although their meat needed processing before use, it was still a significant gain in Lancaster Territory, where meat was relatively scarce.

Their hides would be given to professional skinners for treatment, and those that were relatively intact could be sold in the Royal Capital via the teleportation array after processing.

The miscellaneous hides and discarded bones could be handed over directly to Jiu Yue Heavy Industries for secondary processing and production.

As for the injured wolves that couldn’t escape, Kael was pondering how to deal with them.

After all, the shockwave of weapons he launched after opening the Life Treasury had indeed heavily injured many Shadow Wolves.

But his power was still far inferior to his past life; with insufficient control over precision, some wolves were merely injured and not killed outright.

Whether it was meaningful to kill those with lighter injuries, he was still considering.

It’s better to let the wounded people return to the town and stay there for now.

Kael made this decision and then looked at the system.

Not long after.

...

[Emergency Task: A pack of Shadow Wolves from the depths of Twisted Jungle attacked Captain Jonathan and the Undead in the camp.

Lord Kael has now issued an emergency task, requiring all Undead to follow the Rangers to the camp to rescue their brethren in danger]

[Task resolution in progress... Judgement passed, the attacking wolf pack repelled, Captain Jonathan safe and sound, 7 surviving Undead.]

[Beginning reward distribution...]

The natives returning from the war wore solemn expressions. Some of them were heavily wounded in this conflict, others were killed outright during the skirmishes, leaving no remains.

But players and this world were separated by a veil; after receiving their rewards, many players began running around excitedly in the camp.

The rewards were simple, mainly consisting of Level Experience Points and a small portion of special resources obtained from the wolves.

Of course, players could also choose to surrender their share of the rewards to the Lord Mansion.

The Lord Mansion would convert it into corresponding special contributions, allowing them to exchange for certain resources currently held by the Lord Mansion.

The happiest were those novice Mages who had just participated in the battle and achieved commendable success.

Honeydew: "Eek, I won!"

Honeydew joyously saw that she had successfully obtained the qualification to learn a new spell, excitedly dashing around the camp.

Especially after seeing Kael just wandering by, she immediately approached him and blurted out:

"How did you know I received the qualification to learn a second-level spell?"

Before Kael could say more than "My contribution is even higher," Honeydew turned and ran off to another player who seemed very familiar with her, saying:

"Yes, just like you’ve heard, I now have the opportunity to learn the Sword of Fear and Suffering!"

Some praised her, some rolled their eyes, and some even punched her, telling her to calm down, causing a chaotic scene.

But soon, as car after car was pulled back into the camp from outside,

The players’ merriment gradually subsided.

Those carts were covered with grey cloth, but the human shapes outlined beneath the cloth let them know instantly that these were rangers who had died in the battle.

Kael did not ask the players to participate in the rangers’ funerals. Instead, he led by gently lifting the grey cloth to remove something from each ranger’s body, placing it into a small iron box nearby.

Now dressed in a fresh white robe, Kael looked at his subordinates and said softly, "You must have gone to recognize your teammates last night, hadn’t you?"

The crowd nodded.

"Are we still choosing to say farewell with the wind?" Kael asked again, "Does any Ranger have a special request?"

Jonathan stood out and said, "Lord Kael, Aslu was a believer of the Earth Mother Goddess Church. He wished to have his ashes spread over the farmland to nurture the land with all that he was."

"That can be done."

"Ludi enjoyed drinking; he even said before we marched that he hadn’t had enough drink in his lifetime..."

"Then let’s pour the finest wine for him at the place where we will rise with the wind! Anyone else?"

"..."

The scene fell silent.

"If that’s the case, then let us proceed with the final step," Kael said softly.

At this moment, a Ranger used the largest flatbed cart to drag a huge furnace from the back of the camp.

The Rangers, covered in gray cloths, were sent into the furnace by their comrades.

As a long battle horn sounded, a magic wand appeared in Kael’s hand, the first time he had taken up a Mage’s equipment in front of players.

Second-level shaping magic, "Burning Exhaustion Technique", 22 consecutive casts!

Even with the magic wand reducing the casting cost, casting a second-level shaping spell 22 times in a row still turned Kael’s face a few shades paler.

When a Ranger died, they were usually cremated with firewood, but Kael denied Jonathan’s "tradition".

"Lord, there’s actually no need to go to such lengths; we are used to it," Jonathan sighed from the side.

Kael spoke calmly, "Jonathan, you don’t understand what it means when I say sacrifice is inevitable. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

What I truly fear is not how many of us died in this battle, but that the battle numbs our reason, making us grow accustomed to the loss of life, which is what I do not wish to see."

As the flames in the furnace burned out, the people stood by in silent vigil.

After the furnace cooled, someone swept the ashes out.

Kael turned and walked toward the camp’s entrance, where there was a five-meter-tall stele.

The front of the stele was a wooden board that perfectly overlapped with the cut-open back, treated with special craft to maintain its smoothness and cleanliness despite weathering.

Over a hundred small plaques were embedded on it, and Kael took out metallic plaques one by one from a recently filled iron box.

He personally embedded the plaques into the board while a part of the onlooking players followed, watching his actions quietly.

Among them was Honeydew.

He no longer appeared as lively as before and, looking towards the Guarantors, said:

"If I’m not mistaken, this game doesn’t have a respawn mechanism, right?"

The Guarantor nodded.

Honeydew looked stunned at the first iron plaque Kael had fixed and suddenly said:

"I recognize the name on that iron plaque..."

"Hmm?"

"The first day I came to the Ranger Camp, it was that old soldier named Ludi who showed me around."

"Lord, he said he liked to drink, and I have a bottle of wine here that I bought while running a quest," the Guarantor sighed, "It’s the best wine you can buy in the whole of Lancaster Territory.

I was thinking that if there were some NPC who likes good wine, I could use it to trigger a hidden quest..."

As he spoke, he took out that bottle of wine from his backpack and handed it to Honeydew, saying:

"Do you want to pour it in front of his stele?"

Honeydew nodded and said, "How much? I’ll transfer the magic gold coins to you later."

"No need for money, or rather, let’s hope for world peace!" the Guarantor raised his hand as if toasting with a drink and handed the bottle to Honeydew.

Honeydew didn’t say much, just took it directly and said, "May war forever remain only in games!"