Trapped Inside the Beta Test World for 1000 Years-Chapter 37 – Work Hard! Young Girl! 5/10

"Intimacy" wasn't enough to make Mia compromise, and Yveline's words only made her hesitate for a moment.
Under external pressure, the priestess actually learned to "lie"!
"Oh, I just remembered, there's something I need to do at the Monastery! I'll be going now!"
Mia hurriedly left.
"Tsk... your charm isn't enough," Yveline snorted.
"Your approach is too aggressive," Xia Ya assumed a mentor-like posture.
"Mia's greatest trait is her kindness, but she sticks to her principles. Asking her to sleep in the same bed with me right off the bat is obviously wrong."
"Then what should I have said?"
"You should have said that I was cursed and that every morning parts of my body turn to stone, needing treatment to return to normal. That would have made her stay."
Yveline was stunned for a few seconds before realizing, and then she spat and cursed, "You perverted, shameless bastard! And you have the nerve to call yourself a righteous person!"
"This isn't perversion, it's just simple lust, a man's nature. A righteous person suppresses his nature and appears upright. Just like how you have a perfect figure that rivals hers, yet I can remain calm and composed. That's righteousness."
Xia Ya spoke so earnestly that the Dark Elf didn't know how to respond for a moment.
It seemed...
It seemed like he was complimenting me?
Even though she acted so aggressively in front of the priestess, as if bullying her was just simple revenge... Yveline understood that there was a hint of jealousy mixed in her emotions.
—Damn, that woman is actually bigger than me!
Something like that.
But now, Xia Ya's acknowledgment made that little bit of emotion disappear completely.
What a joke, would I really be thrilled by his flattery? He must be trying to trick me.
"Are you blind! We're not even in the same league!"
Xia Ya said seriously, "That's where you're ignorant. Bigger isn't always better. Yours is just right, while Mia's is excessive by comparison."
Hmm...
That kind of makes sense?
Yveline's lips curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly.
Even she didn't realize she was feeling a bit cheerful.
"Do you really think so?"
"Believe it or not."
Xia Ya shrugged, stretched out his limbs, and collapsed onto the bed.
In less than ten seconds, he was asleep, snoring loudly.
"......"
"......"
Yveline silently counted for a minute.
"......You really made me sleep on the floor?"
With no other choice, she quietly lay down.
......
Yveline had a rare dream, where she followed the priestess, stole her key when she wasn't looking, and returned to Andarheim, enduring countless hardships to finally meet the long-missed Luxe.
But when Luxe turned around, it was Xia Ya's face!
"Surprised? It's me, Xia Ya!"
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"What the hell!"
The Dark Elf sat up abruptly, still shaken.
She was drenched in cold sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.
It must have been the hard floor... huh?
A warm sensation came from beneath her, and Yveline looked around in surprise.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, with thin rays of morning light streaming through the curtains, leaving a silver line on the bed. She was lying on a soft bed, with the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
Calm and peaceful.
She looked bewildered as Xia Ya pushed the door open and tossed a pile of clothes her way.
"Had a nightmare, didn't you? The water temperature is just right, go take a bath. Those are your change of clothes, today is Astan City's Costume Festival, you don't need to wear a cloak."
Yveline didn't respond, just looked him up and down.
He... he was fully dressed, not taking advantage of the situation? And he even bought me clothes?
Yveline opened the clothes.
They were actually normal clothes!?
And he knew I had a nightmare?
So...
Why am I on the bed?
The Dark Elf rubbed her forehead, feeling groggy as if she had a hangover, even though she hadn't drunk any alcohol.
Forget it, I'll take a bath first.
During the bath, Yveline kept expecting Xia Ya to burst in, but even after the water turned cold, he didn't.
Even—
Bang bang bang
"Hurry up with your bath, don't wait for me, I'm not coming in."
"Get lost, ahhh! Who's waiting for you!"
—Such a conversation occurred.
......
A quarter of an hour later, the two headed to the nearest leather processing workshop.
As they approached, Yveline couldn't help but ask, "How did I end up on the bed?"
"In the middle of the night, you talked in your sleep. I asked if you wanted to 'roll in bed,' and you said 'roll.' So I carried you up."
"???"
"Haha, just kidding," Xia Ya laughed. "I saw you lying on the floor like an abandoned puppy, so I moved you to the bed."
"And you?"
"Of course, I slept on the floor. Could I have slept holding you? It's too hard to sleep on."
"You... you would be so kind?"
"That's called compassion, let me correct you again. Of course, I know you must think I'm a pervert planning something, but that's okay."
Xia Ya tossed a leftover piece of bread to a stray dog on the street.
"I showed compassion to a stray dog, do you think I want to sleep with it?"
Yveline's expression was complicated. "You... you compared me to a dog!"
"No, even a dog knows gratitude better than you."
The stray dog happily ran over to thank him, and Xia Ya squatted down to pat its head.
The Dark Elf blushed and quickened her pace.
A gust of wind blew by, and Xia Ya seemed to hear a faint "thank you" carried by the wind.
Hey, that's nice.
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When Lef logged in, she thought she had been randomly teleported.
She was surrounded by unfamiliar people, all dressed in various outfits.
She was directionally challenged and had specifically confirmed she was at the entrance of the Mercenary Hall before logging off yesterday. But now the hall's guards had been replaced by two tall, brown-skinned Barbarians, and the hall was filled with people in strange costumes, like a performance troupe of NPCs.
Oh no, I must have been teleported!
She opened her backpack miserably, seeing her money count at -4 silver and 35 copper.
Negative!
This was the consequence of forcibly abandoning a quest yesterday.
Because Lef had joined the Mercenary Association with a very low level and very high reputation, her match rate and priority were quite high, akin to an "Inner Disciple" or "seed player," which was why she was immediately assigned a quest with a storyline.
On this path, even if Xia Ya hadn't appeared halfway, the griffin would have been shot down by passing Church of Judgment knights, hitching a ride.
In other words, this was actually a good thing, gaining experience while lying down and getting in touch with a new organization, unlocking the holy quest line.
In Illusory Realm, rewards and risks are often proportional, so with so many benefits, the penalty for abandoning a quest was also greater.
For example, her money was deducted into the negatives, and her reputation plummeted.
"This game isn't fun at all..."
The girl felt bitter.
Before logging in, she had posted a few threads on the forum, asking how to survive in Astan City, but the replies were all along the lines of "Are city folks showing off? I haven't even left the Starter Village," scaring Lef into thinking she had done something wrong and quickly closing the forum.
So what should she do now?
The girl looked around helplessly, opening her panel and staring blankly at her Lv4 "Nursing," Lv3 "Leather Tanning," "Sewing," and "Cutting" skills.
Suddenly, Lef stood up.
"Time to work! Girl!"