"Safi, you really want to help that beauty...uh...is it the Risheng Buluo Guild fighting?"

Walking on the eroded road, Krasud recalled Yue Yulou's previous words and found that the organization of this action seemed to be a little distorted, so he wanted to ask some of the real thoughts in Yue Yulou's heart. However, as he was halfway through the talk, he saw Kakashi constantly wink at him, so he immediately changed his words. However, Yue Yulou did not look back, but continued to walk forward and said lightly:

"After all, Sunrise and Bulu is the largest guild of the Unicorn Empire. If we want to get some valuable news, it is better to get their assistance, and I just happen to be familiar with their president..."

"What a disquiet guy... it's obviously 'she', so why should I use 'them' to cover it up..."

As soon as Kakashi finished saying this, he immediately regretted it because Yue Yulou flashed in front of him at some point, and this time he put both hands on his left and right shoulders at the same time. Soon... Kakashi's assassin's robe with a magic level of level 5 began to emit thick blue smoke, and small black holes appeared as if they were burned by cigarette butts... "Safi... I was wrong... I was really wrong... You are the leader of the organization, of course you are selfless, how could you waste time for personal feelings... right? Crassud."

"Oh...well, yes, how could the leader waste time for a woman..."

Although Yue Yulou still had a warm smile on his face, Kakashi could not see a smile from his half-closed eyes. After a while, just as Kakashi's equipment was about to turn into a beggar's outfit, Yue Yulou finally let go of his hands, then sighed helplessly, and slowly sent some energy to Kakashi's clothes... "Stay going quickly... Try to reach Shirozko at noon."

After saying this, Yue Yulou, who had no expression on his face, quickly turned around and continued to walk slowly along the gravel road. The people behind him looked at me, I looked at you, and then followed his leader forward... Two hours later, Shirozko City, Risheng Buluo District Office Hall "Due to the fall of Peiqin Fort a week ago, the enemy obtained a front-line foothold, so there are huge loopholes in the defense line from Hongfeng Town-Khaki Fort, and the loopholes are still expanding, which is very likely to shake the entire Somme River defense line..."

The current president Artoria, who is rising and rising sun, is now surrounded by a group of senior guild personnel near a sand table. A middle-aged knight with a hooked nose and a solemn expression is constantly pointing at various places on the sand table with a small wooden stick in his hand. However, obviously he brought not any good news. At least it can be seen from the solemn expression on everyone's faces... "Montgomery, how many enemies are gathering near Peiqin Castle now?"

Artoria knew the importance of Peiqin Fortress to the entire line of defense. In order to defend this small strategic location, she sent tens of thousands of players, but she did not expect that the fortress was not breached from the outside, but was offered by traitors inside. That person was still a player she valued very much. She didn't expect that she would betray her guild... "The enemy also knows the impact of Peiqin Fortress on the entire line of defense, so now not only 10,000 elite Griffon Principal Guards are stationed in the fortress, but also outside the city, the most elite 'ss assault group army of the Fire and Sword Guild is stationed about 30,000 players and corresponding hired creatures, and there is also a whole airship formation to assist in the defense. Moreover, I have not counted other miscellaneous player troops and... those rebellious teams."

After hearing Montgomery's words, everyone's hearts suddenly sank to the bottom. Although the players' strength is much stronger than before, there is still a considerable gap compared to those priests with deeper backgrounds before. The 10,000 elite NPC legions alone require about 50,000 players to win a draw, and players must be in the third level... Now, with the help of the airship formation and the elites of the Fire and Sword Guild, it is not an exaggeration to say that the entire Pei Qinbao is solid.

But Artoria obviously did not intend to give up easily. After looking at a small flag on the sand table that belonged to her, she immediately pointed to a small castle that broke into her own defense line and inserted a griffin flag that symbolized the enemy.

"They probably don't have any masters in Peiqin Fortress? How many troops can we have to maneuver?"

"This... there is no expert like you, President, but..."

Montgomery hesitated for a while, and after seeing Churchill opposite him nodding to him gently, he finally mustered up the courage and said in a deep voice:

"President, we have almost no power to move. Rommel's army alone has already restrained nearly one-third of our power... We are now inferior to people, inferior to people's equipment, inferior to people's organization, and inferior to people's resources. If it weren't for the president, you kept sending gold coins to the guild... I'm afraid we would have perished a long time ago, but there are still many things that cannot be bought with gold coins, especially the quality of personnel and rare resources..."

"And... President, although the guild has experienced countless battles of all sizes since you led the guild, everyone admired you from the bottom of their hearts and no longer doubted your ability because you are a woman... But the problem is, this is not a small battle of hundreds of people, a large battle of hundreds of thousands, a war that determines the future of an empire! I admit... President, your leadership ability is indeed very strong, and the morale of the team is also very high under your command, but during this period... President, you have become more and more dependent on your personal strength. How many enemies can a sword kill with you?"

Facing the almost questioned words of Montgomery, the first general of the guild, Artoria was not angry or disappointed. She just stared at the sand table in a daze and clenched her fist hard. Churchill, who was beside her, immediately walked to Montgomery's side, patted her friend's shoulder, and then lowered her head and said softly:

"President... we are not blaming you. You have done enough for the guild, but you have become really different from before... In the past, you were mainly considering the situation every day, but now you are almost practicing swordsmanship and improving your level every day... In the past, although you are also charging forward in every battle, you can still command calmly, but now... you will only rush hard, and then fall into the siege of the enemy every time... I know that there is indeed a strong man in this world who can destroy a legion with every move, just like that man... But why do you have to force yourself with that standard?"

Hearing the words behind Churchill, the figure surrounded by countless dark golden butterflies flashed through Artoria's mind again... It was at that moment, when she saw that the originally unstoppable legion was annihilated by countless golden butterflies, she felt for the first time that she was so weak, the sword in her hand was so powerless, and the distance between her and him was so far away... Then she was indeed as Churchill said, because she wanted to become stronger, she wanted the sword in her hand to be sharper, and she wanted to make herself closer to him. In fact, she knew very well that in his heart, she was just another person's shadow...bang!

"Is there really no way to do it... I have promised my brother that he should protect this guild and this country..."

Suddenly, Artoria thrust hard on the sand table in front of her with her hands, and at the same time lowered her head and kept muttering to herself. That look made all the guild members present feel very uncomfortable. After all, all of them admired their president very much, and even loved them, but the problem was... they couldn't solve the crisis in front of them.

"Reported, a strange team appeared in front of the city gate, and one of them was called to see the president!"

The voice of the correspondent immediately broke the depressing atmosphere in the conference hall. Everyone was puzzled. Who was the one who dared to name the name to see their president. Everyone immediately expressed that they could not agree to this unreasonable request. After all, it was still the most advanced guild in the game. The president could not meet at any time. However, Artoria ignored the opposition and decided to meet this "strange" team... Five minutes later, Shirozko City, the city gate "has a strong aura, are they NPCs or players..."

"Is that an angel? I remember it seems like the angel's clothes are like that..."

"Your angel will smoke!? No... it seems to be emitting ashes..."

Artoria and the senior guild leaders had heard countless noises and discussions before they could reach the city gate. At the same time, the city gate was already crowded with players. However, after seeing his president arrive, all the members who had risen and never set off immediately changed into a respectful look and consciously made a way out... "This is..."

As soon as she passed through the crowd, a faint smell of anxiety and light mixed with the breath of light came directly to Artoria. When she saw it, she immediately found eight people standing at the city gate, including orcs nearly three meters high, golems filled with crystals, and dwarfs carrying wooden sticks (most people would not think there was a gun inside...). In front of this team, she stood a man wearing an angel battle robe and a white smiling mask, and at the same time, the angel battle robe

The left chest, shoulders, arms, boots and other parts were like extinguished ashes... and the most shocking thing was that the ground near the man turned into a burning black, and the city walls were also... Because of this, all the onlookers stood outside the anxious range, fearing that they would become like that, and the guards pointed at the group of people with their hands trembling with weapons, but whether they had the courage to attack would be different... "Who are you? What are you asking for me?"

Although I don’t know where this group of people came from, Artoria could still see at a glance that their strength was very strong. The man in the angel robe immediately laughed softly after hearing Artoria’s words, and then gently lifted a corner of the mask… “Haha…why? President Artoria, have you forgotten me so quickly?”
Chapter completed!