Miss Dragon, the BOSS, will not be captured.

After acquiring the player's system, she no longer needed to worry about writing, because the player system came with an illiterate aid that allowed her to read and write letters without any obstacles.

Emerging from the underground hot spring, Estia returned to her bedroom, opened the window for ventilation, and enjoyed the autumn night air.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the notebook on the bookshelf and wanted to read it again.

"I'm just doing this to learn, since it contains all new knowledge."

Estella tries to justify her actions because she wants to access forbidden knowledge.

Turning to the first page, Luo Huawu's name stands out prominently.

I remember that guy was a huge fan of mine, but after his paintbrushes were confiscated, he turned from a fan to a hater.

Esther didn’t know how to comment on this matter. She didn’t understand why Luo Huawu would be so desperate as to quit the game, just because she lost her paintbrush?

She saw players on the forums who all seemed to have great resilience, but why were the players she actually met in real life so fragile?

Is it just due to survivor bias?

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a sneezing sound came from outside the window. Esther looked out in confusion and found Ye Qingxian squatting on the ground, shivering.

What's going on? Wasn't she going to set up camp?

The autumn night was very cold. Estia noticed that Ye Qingxian was still wearing the princess dress of the Kingdom of Fania, prioritizing appearance over warmth.

"Ah!"

In the cold autumn night wind, Ye Qingxian shivered and sneezed repeatedly.

Estya couldn't stand by and watch this unfold. She went outside to the open space in front of her house and asked, "Why don't you light a campfire?"

"When I wanted to set up the tent, I found that I didn't have enough materials, and I didn't have enough materials to make a campfire either," Ye Qingxian replied in a trembling voice.

"Why don't you go to the forest over there to find some materials?"

"Didn't you tell me not to run around..."

Looking at the trembling, pitiful girl, Esther finally made a reluctant decision.

"Ye Qingxian, can you promise to be absolutely good?"

"what?"

"If I let you stay at my house temporarily, would you cause damage or tear down the house?"

"I'm not a dog..."

"Fine, if you do something I don't allow, then I'll torture you to death."

Estia threatened her again, and although her threats were always terrifying, Ye Qingxian never actually paid the price.

"You mean you want me to come to your house?"

Ye Qingxian, who was almost frozen to death, finally realized what was happening.

"It's just an exception."

"Thank you!"

"..." Esther paused, "What's the point of saying thank you? Isn't it just a polite phrase?"

"Why do you interpret it that way? This word does indeed express people's gratitude."

"Really? I don't quite understand."

Next, Esther opened the door and led Ye Qingxian inside.

Ah, it feels warm.

Having escaped the cold wind, she began to observe the interior decorations.

"Don't touch anything, or I'll kill you."

"Don't worry, I definitely won't touch it..."

"Take off your shoes. You are not allowed to step on the floor with your shoes on."

"it is good……"

Estya has a lot of demands, but it's understandable.

The house was very large, with many rooms clearly prepared for guests, but it was unclear why Esther was so resistant to others staying there.

Gollum-

As the saying goes, when one is well-fed and warm, one thinks of lustful desires... When one is warm, one thinks of food, and Ye Qingxian's stomach began to rumble uncontrollably.

"What would you like to eat?"

"I have my own bread."

"Is that kind of thing even fit for human consumption?" Esther's question immediately dragged Ye Qingxian into the fray. "I'll treat you to it."

"Why?"

Ye Qingxian was very puzzled. Last time, Esther had mischievously made her watch from the sidelines, but now she was showing a friendly attitude and inviting her to dinner.

"Because I have always been kind."

"..."

(Nobody would believe that!)

Ye Qingxian always thought that there was something wrong with Esther's personality. Although she could not be considered an evil demon, some of her behaviors often made her feel uncomfortable.

For example, maliciously imprisoning her, spanking her, deliberately tempting her with delicious food, or intimidating her in various ways.

Maybe some mischievous kid would like to do this... Maybe, maybe Esther is a mischievous kid.

Just like last time, Estia simply snapped her fingers, and various delicious dishes appeared out of thin air on the table in front of her.

These dishes were prepared in advance and can be teleported directly to the dining table using teleportation magic.

What can I eat?

Ye Qingxian, who is poor both in reality and in the game, was suddenly at a loss for what to do when she was given the opportunity to enjoy such a sumptuous meal for the first time.

Eat whatever you like.

"Thanks……"

Ye Qingxian, who was starving, began to eat. She didn't wolf down her food; in fact, she ate even more elegantly than Esther had before.

Estya didn't eat anything, she just stood there staring at Ye Qingxian, and her reason was that she wanted to observe how humans eat.

Isn't this the opposite of what happened during our last meal together?

Despite being watched by Esther, hunger kept Ye Qingxian from stopping what she was eating.

"Do you remember that perverted doujinshi artist from last time?" Esther suddenly asked.

"I remember, so what?"

Luo Huawu was her "sister" who suffered alongside her, although her capture here was entirely due to Luo Huawu.

"Because I took her paintbrush, it felt like she left this world."

Estya wanted to hear Ye Qingxian's opinion.

How did you find out about this?

"Never mind how I know, just tell me, what's your opinion?"

"I..." Ye Qingxian wanted to tell the truth, but she was afraid of upsetting Esther.

"Go ahead and say it."

"For a painter, the paintbrush is everything. Didn't you go too far by doing that?"

"Should I be blamed for robbing the enemy's property?"

“From your perspective, it’s not necessary, but I don’t think it’s right to take everything away from you…”

Ye Qingxian's voice grew softer and softer; she herself was becoming somewhat insecure, as if doing that kind of thing to the enemy seemed perfectly acceptable.

“Don’t forget we’re on opposing sides.” Estia sneered, then continued, “When I took her paintbrush, I never imagined it would discourage her and make her decide to leave this world.”

Estia thought Luo Huawu wasn't strong enough. If that kind of thing happened to her, she would definitely take it back with her own strength.

After all, when she sent Luo Huawu away, she told Luo Huawu that if she wanted to get her paintbrush back, she should come to Youjing Longyuan and defeat her.

“You are a dragon, and Luo Huawu is just an ordinary person. The two of you are not equal in strength at all.”

“It was never a fair match to begin with,” Esther said, then added, “Either you beat me or you accept your fate. It’s that simple.”

"..."

Ye Qingxian was speechless, and could only say that Esthera followed the law of survival of the fittest.

However, as a fellow player, Ye Qingxian felt sympathy for Luo Huawu's plight. No wonder she hadn't been replying to his emails; it turned out she had quit the game.

But if you look at it from another angle, if Luo Huawu hadn't drawn Esther's doujinshi without permission, she wouldn't have been captured by Esther.

Ultimately, Ye Qingxian decided not to express any opinion. If she could contact Luo Huawu in the future, she would go and comfort her.

Unfortunately, Luo Huawu quit the game, and she is trapped in the game. If she dies after 40 days and cannot be rescued, then from now on it can be declared that she and Luo Huawu are no longer in the same "world".

Ye Qingxian kept chewing food. Sometimes she felt that her thoughts were strange. She was clearly a person who was about to die, so why was her mood becoming more and more calm?

As death drew ever closer, she did not suffer a mental breakdown or cry out in despair; she seemed quite indifferent to death.

Perhaps she knew from her earliest childhood memories that this day would come sooner or later.

The dragon's tears are her hope, but can she really obtain them smoothly?

Estia probably agreed to help her out of guilt, but she can't produce tears yet.

Also, I'm recommending "Shura Field Player" at the end; you can check it out if you're interested.

Chapter 34, Section 030: Miss Long is acting strangely again.