Chapter 841: Helping in Times of Need

As Kikurei Yuxiang finished speaking, the room suddenly fell into a long silence, the air seemed to freeze, and he almost had difficulty breathing.

"Okay--"

After a long and depressing silence, Qiushui Yiren finally nodded.

"Bring the commander player here, the guild will reimburse the cost of the round-trip transfer."

"Understood, I'll do it right away."

Relieved as if she had been pardoned, Kikurei Yuxiang saluted, and then almost ran away from Qiushui Yiren's office.

Half a day later, Kikurei Yuxiang returned with a half-elf bard player.

"Your Excellency the Vice President..."

Seeing the cold-faced queen sitting behind the desk, the commanding player lowered his head slightly and greeted her with some trepidation.

Glancing at him with an ambiguous look, Qiushui Yiren spoke calmly.

"I heard that our situation on the battlefield is a bit unfavorable?"

"Oh... From a tactical point of view, we are indeed facing some setbacks, but from a strategic point of view, our tactical retreat has bought us precious breathing time and seriously consumed the enemy's spirit!"

The commanding player tried hard to explain, trying to convince Qiu Shui Yiren that the unfavorable situation on the front line was not his responsibility.

"I can assure you that the next step will be a good time for us to counterattack. After continuously taking a large number of territories, the enemy has fallen into fatigue and has to divide its troops to guard the temporarily occupied land.

At this time, we only need to send a high-level player team to constantly harass the enemy's rear, and at the same time, when the enemy can no longer support the retreat, send a large force to accurately strike the enemy's weak points, and we can get brilliant results!"

This explanation makes some sense. Qiu Shui Yiren nodded without showing any emotion, and raised a key question again.

"So, how much have we lost? Where has the front line retreated to?"

"Uh..."

Faced with this unavoidable question, the commanding player carefully looked at Qiu Shui Yiren's face, hesitated for a moment, and slightly beautified the battle report.

"Due to our poor equipment, the average number of deaths for players below level 40 is 1.8, and the average number of deaths for players above level 40 is 1.2. We lost one medium-sized teleportation array, three small teleportation arrays, and seventeen magic crystal cannons.

As for the mid- and high-level NPCs, there is currently a sixth-level demonized knight leader, two fifth-level demonized knights, and a dozen fourth-level mercenaries killed in battle.

At present, our front line retreated to the Icefield City. Relying on the protective magic array of the Ice Dragon City, we successfully dragged the enemy's 10,000 troops here with only two thousand people."

However, listening to the report of the commanding player, Qiu Shui Yiren's eyes gradually became cold.

This number may not seem much, but you have to know that players can only be resurrected five times in total, even with 888 resurrection stones, there are only six times.

In the process of upgrading, players often inevitably die more than once. In this context, the higher the level of the players, the more they cherish their lives.

Normally, in this long-term faction war similar to the national war, the average number of deaths of players on both sides is slowly rising. Before this commanding player took over, the average number of deaths of players above level 40 was still around 0.5 to 0.6, and the number of deaths of players below level 40 was only 0.9 to 1.0.

But now, the average number of deaths of players above level 40 in the guild has exceeded 1, and the number of deaths of players below level 40 is close to 2!

As for the Icefield City, it is even more of a joke. The city is located on the North Wind Plain and has no defense. And more than ten kilometers away is a branch of the Manerchenko Mountains. After the guild lost it, the enemy army defended the only natural pass there [Ice Dragon Pass], which was completely invincible.

"... I understand."

After a moment of silence, Qiu Shui Yiren nodded again and sighed.

"The guild will remember your contribution!"

As she said that, she turned around and looked at Ju Ling Youxiang who was waiting at the door.

"Drag him out! Kill him until the character is deleted!"

Hearing this, two high-level demonized knights walked in from outside the door, one of them grabbed the arm of the half-elf bard player, ignored his struggle, and forcibly dragged him out of the door.

"No! Let me go! I lost blood for the guild! I have made contributions to the guild! You can't do this! I want to see the president! I want to see the president!!!"

The commanding player was horrified, struggled violently, and shouted desperately, but still could not avoid the fate of being dragged away.

Rubbing his brows with a headache, Qiu Shui Yiren waved away his subordinates, looked at the confidential battle report in his hand, and felt that the future of the guild was dark.

Not only was the [Spark] resistance army's offensive unstoppable, but the people of the Glory Alliance camp also took advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of their retreat, occupying a city and looting a lot of their logistics convoys.

Moreover, they could only swallow their anger for the time being, because fighting on two fronts at this time would only make the situation worse.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were inferior to the other side in terms of equipment, NPC camp strength, and player quality.

The only advantage on their side was that the Olivendi family was generous enough. Compared with other camps, the four major family camps paid almost more than double for foreign aid.

Those who are willing to fight for the province of Carlas and the Olivendi family can receive extremely generous rewards every day. Including but not limited to gold coins, legendary equipment, precious magic materials, alchemical potions, rare items that permanently improve attributes, etc.

Therefore, many players who join the Olivendi family camp actually aim to save a sufficiently rich inheritance for themselves. Prepare to account for all the deaths of the current character here, and then open a new account with training resources and gold coins.

"It's a pity, if I could get a batch of Black Knight Type III, I should be able to hold on for another month. Can't these stubborn stupid NPCs expand the exchange list of magic constructs?"

In a place where no one is, Qiu Shui Yiren finally took off the mask of the iceberg beauty temporarily, and couldn't help but swear.

There is no way. When fighting with the enemy equipped with a magic construct that is obviously one level more advanced, the losses will increase significantly. But those old-school aboriginal nobles were very resistant to magic constructs, and basically only provided low-end mass-market models that were everywhere on the market.

"It sounds like you have some troubles?"

However, when Qiu Shui Yiren just finished complaining, she suddenly heard a faint voice behind her.

"Who is it?! Guards!"

Like a frightened rabbit, Qiu Shui Yiren suddenly jumped forward and turned around to take a fighting stance the moment she landed, while shouting a warning.

But what made her feel heavy was that even though she made such a big noise, the guards standing at the door did not rush in to protect her, as if they were in two non-interfering worlds.

And the uninvited guest who appeared behind her seat, with a figure shrouded in a dark cloak, all attributes were [? ? ? ], and it was obvious that his level was far higher than hers.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not your enemy."

In Qiu Shui Yiren's nervous sight, Avis slowly spread his hands to indicate that he had no ill intentions.

"I overheard that you are troubled by the magic construction? Coincidentally, I can provide you with some new options."

As the voice fell, a nearly three-meter-tall, black and hideous magic construction mecha fell in front of Qiu Shui Yiren out of thin air.

Somewhat strange is that the gaps in the body of this construction are faintly covered with a dark red flesh-like tissue.

This thing was made by Avis using magic construction technology and the perfect blood modulation technology of another world. For him, who is at the ninth level, this is just a thought.

"This is a fifth-level balanced magic construction [Black Thorn], with a strength close to that of an ordinary sixth-level magic construction. I can provide you with unlimited exchange."

Carelessly naming the magic construction he had just rubbed out, Avis looked at Qiu Shui Yiren's expression with interest, and her expression gradually changed from vigilance and suspicion to shock and excitement.

"Sir, what price do we need to pay to exchange this kind of magic construct from you in large quantities?"

After carefully examining this magic construct, Qiu Shui Yiren had to admit that the properties of this strange construct were the best of all the constructs she had seen.

Almost all of its properties were much better than the Black Knight Type III that she had always coveted, and there was even a [self-recovery] trait that she had only seen on some magical beasts.

However, such powerful equipment would probably have an equally terrifying price.

"Price?"

Under the dark cloak, Avis smiled, and a blood-red eyeball appeared in his palm.

"It's very simple. The province of Karlas cannot fall so quickly. In addition, I need you to do something for me..."

In this era of full-scale turmoil in the empire, filled with war and turmoil, it is time for the Angel of Original Sin to really show up. (End of this chapter)