Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 722 - 230: Tribal Invasion, The Arrival of the Titan Giant (10k)

Kael, entwined in sleep, was unaware that far outside Titan City, in the northeastern borderlands of the Lancaster Territory, layers of mountains loomed, shrouded in miasma that enshrouded the foothills.

The surrounding area was filled with an extremely vast swamp.

This was the most special region of the Lancaster Territory, also one of the few that bordered other territories.

During the historic second expansion of Lancaster, Kael, who had obtained the Map Editor, had all the swamps that covered the entire Lancaster repositioned to this location, lining the outermost edge of the swamp with a significant number of mountains and rivers.

Over the years, copious rainfall had accumulated at the foot of the mountains, eventually feeding into the great marsh, nurturing its divine presence and directly creating a batch of natural poisonous gas barriers and a large number of poisonous serpents and insect-like monsters.

Aside from a few Druid players, this is practically a no-man's land that no one would approach.

Nearly zero residents live here; if one must put a number to it, it should only be the soldiers who gather in the largest numbers.

Or to be more precise, the Rangers under old Knight Barry who are stationed at the border.

Were it not for the Gluttonous Slimes which had evolved to a stage where they could completely replace the dragoons' need to breathe, allowing the dragoons to filter out the poison gas and integrate fresh oxygen into their lungs and blood, even the Rangers would find it difficult to remain posted here long-term.

Few people know that this area, besides Titan City, is the first to start undergoing silent renovations by Wandong City in the entire Lancaster.

The power of Magic Technology has blossomed on this land, quickly constructing a set of buildings and Special Equipment that enable the Rangers to operate within the great marsh.

The reason for deploying a substantial number of Rangers here is to guard against the attacks from the tribes of Barbarians across the mountains.

While the spreading mountains, swamp, and poisonous gas can stop the assaults of ordinary tribal Barbarians, they cannot halt the advance of true powerhouses.

Deploying capable individual Rangers for garrison duty here is to add an extra layer of insurance to this land of death.

And now, the night quietly shed its veil as the light of Dawn shone upon the land.

"Ah, the wind is picking up."

In a concealed corner of the great marsh, Ranger Midgar yawned lazily.

Patrolling the borderlands during the night was not exactly a pleasant task, as the damp and humid air always made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

Thankfully, there's a lifestyle particular to the borderlands. Rangers like Midgar and his colleagues, when moving through the Lancaster Swamp, preferred to let Slimes cover their skin with their sticky bodies, thus lowering their temperatures and keeping pesky insects and poison at bay.

This too, had become their straightforward method of utilizing the Special Equipment.

He lifted his head to gaze at the sky. Today was a good day. Once he finished his night patrol duties, he would get a considerable length of rest, free to arrange for his own leisure and relaxation.

At such times, his mood would always surge with excitement.

Being a Ranger was undoubtedly a good profession. For Lancaster, with its still-growing population, Rangers were always in short supply. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Midgar knew his own situation best.

The time, effort, and even the money needed to train a Ranger were all significant.

Had it not been for their strong and intelligent Lord, who had utilized a number of methods to lower the threshold for becoming a Ranger, the entire Lancaster wouldn't have had more than a thousand able-bodied young adults capable of combating monsters.

It could be said that Rangers, as Lancaster's emblematic combat force, now boasted a particularly special status throughout Lancaster.

Midgar brazenly admitted that he was drawn by the unique professional status.

Not to mention the high salary, the future development path for the Rangers had also been well laid out by the Lord, who required only that they follow their duties accordingly.

With demand for their numbers remaining low, they could attain formidable personal power, and with a full suite of benefits. Across all posts, as long as they undertook tasks beyond the scope of regular Ranger duties, they would receive an additional remuneration.

According to Barry, the boss back home, this additional remuneration could accurately be described as "overtime pay," apparently a suggestion from the internal affairs officers of Titan City's players.

Wonderful!

Midgar felt his fondness for the Undead had risen a notch.

Extra money on top of regular work—who wouldn't like overtime pay?

A monthly salary of 200 Demon Crystals was just enough to fill one's stomach.

A monthly salary of 2000 Demon Crystals made being a Ranger a viable profession.

A monthly salary of 5000 Demon Crystals, and the Ranger Camp was like home!

A monthly salary of 10000 Demon Crystals, Lord Kael, your loyal Ranger Midgar greets you.

What's that? There's also an extra commission?

Say no more. My life, Midgar's, is tied to Lancaster's. To quote my newly made friend, a child of the White Dove tribe, that is—

Those who offend Lancaster, however distant, shall be destroyed!

Sometimes Midgar did consider how being a Ranger meant high work intensity, relatively scarce time off each month, and a need to set aside time for the necessary professional training and such.