Eric is indeed a unique existence, at least in Ah Yan's view.

The people I met in the past, whether it was Tony or Carl, lost their memory or were deceived, but their personalities were at least real.

Eric is different. He seems to believe that he is a gentle, kind, and sentimental person, and Mr. Cha is the perpetrator.

It makes him very pitiful.

But because his appearance is too cold, his eyes are too sharp, and his behavior is often neurotic, it is difficult for people to feel what he wants to express.

Ah Yan often can't feel it.

It's really hard to imagine how a person who always thinks he's gentle and kind can get angry without changing his face, and make everyone in the castle tremble.

And the reason was simply for a piece of bread at breakfast.

A circle of people knelt in the beautifully decorated restaurant, because Prince Eric rarely wanted to have a formal meal, so there were many people gathered in the restaurant at this time.

The chef, housekeeper, and attendants all knelt down, their faces pale, their lips trembling, and they dared not breathe.

Ah Yan was obediently eating his own food, but he didn't know why when he saw it, but he quickly picked up the cup, took a sip of milk, and swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty.

She hopped off her chair and went to look.

Eric looked at the plate in front of him with a gloomy face, and the dark eyes were filled with more and more wind and rain.

Ah Yan didn't understand. He poked his head to look at the bread in front of him, which was specially made into the shape of beautiful petals by the chef, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with it?"

Seeing that it was her, Eric's gloomy and handsome face finally eased a little. He pursed his lips, paused, and then pointed to a petal and said, "It's crooked."

Ah Yan: "..."

Sure enough, there is something wrong with your head.

This is also the place where Ah Yan has always felt very inconsistent. This feeling is very strange. If it must be expressed, it is probably...

Eric's real personality is actually different from the personality he expressed.

Although he firmly believes that he should be a kind and gentle person, in fact he will not do so.

It's like, although he always looks very gentle and easy to talk, and doesn't lose his temper, the people in the castle are actually very afraid of him.

Things like being unhappy about a crooked piece of bread, although he has never met Professor Charles, Ah Yan thinks that he should not be so unreasonable.

But... Eric, who seemed to be imitating him, could be so shameless.

Fortunately, the will of the world is strong enough, and the identity of the arrangement is good. In addition to Eric who is easy to talk, the npc in the castle is also willing to protect her and treat her as one of his own.

Otherwise, with a strange intuition, Ah Yan always felt that she probably wouldn't survive three episodes in this extremely weird dungeon.

At this moment, it's time to repay and make a difference. As the darling of the entire castle, Ah Yan swallowed his saliva to cheer himself up when he saw the indistinct help-seeking eyes from all directions.

She flexed her fingers and scratched her face. After thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing she could do about the neurosis.

So I had to bend down cautiously, put my fingertips on the plate in front of Eric, and moved it away like a caterpillar, and at the same time flattered me: "... Then, I'll take it away, don't be angry, don't be angry. "

Eric: "..." He was actually not happy about this behavior. This plate of bread did affect his good mood, but he also had to admit...he was amused.

Ah Yan was expressionless and rubbed by Mr. Wan, who was laughing at the shark. He didn't dare to resist, and only dared to whisper in his heart that he was sick.

The frightening breakfast horror finally passed, Ulysses put a comfortable recliner in the small garden, and intimately placed a small table and snacks beside the recliner.

He is a very standard person, the arc of bending down seems to have been accurately calculated, but at this moment, his eyes are full of guilt.

He seemed to be sorry for what he was about to do, so his voice was much lower: "I have something important to do today, can Miss be alone?"

"If you need help with anything, you can go to the study to find His Royal Highness the Prince, or you can come to the hall to find me, it doesn't matter."

Ah Yan was sitting on the stool, holding a book in his arms. Because of the forest cover, the light in the castle was not always obvious, but today is a very sunny day.

She nodded obediently, but she couldn't help being a little curious when she saw the various attendants who looked more hurried than usual and hardly stopped.

She poked her head, blinked her eyes, tilted her head to look at the people around her, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ulysses, what happened?"

There was complete doubt and curiosity on her face.

It was also at this time that Ulysses remembered that although she was already an adult since she was born, Little Rose was indeed born not long ago, she was still very young, and she was not clear enough about many things.

This made his eyes soften unknowingly, and the steps that were about to rush forward also stopped, and instead of leaving, he stopped patiently and explained: "Yes, there is an event."

Ah Yan blinked, put down the book in her hand unconsciously, and tilted her head, apparently these two words had aroused strong curiosity in her.

So when the little girl spoke, her tone was softer than usual, and she asked, "What activity is it?"

Ulysses bent his upright waist a little, in a respectful gesture.

As if thinking of something, a strange and bright light wave appeared in his usually restrained and rigid pupils, which obviously excited him.

It's just that because he was worried about scaring the people in front of him, the excitement was suppressed a lot by the flat tone.

He said softly: "The dinner party is about to start, there are guests coming, we have to entertain them well."

Because the tone was the same as usual, Ah Yan didn't look into people's eyes when he listened, so he didn't find anything wrong at first.

The little girl who had never seen anyone else in this strange place was quite happy, her eyes brightened a little: "Can we also have guests?"

"Of course." Noticing the little girl's sudden cheerfulness, Ulysses indulged, although he didn't understand why, "Does Miss like guests? Then you can let them play with you."

Such a casual tone and a gesture of indifference are actually not at all like what people of the same status would say, as if they were talking about something insignificant.

But Ah Yan, who didn't know enough about the world and didn't get any hints, couldn't perceive this. Looking at the dark and desolate gate, he looked expectant.

Such anticipation lasted until dinner, and she couldn't help but whispered to Eric: "His Royal Highness, we have guests."

The cheerful tone successfully lifted the man's mood a little, and the gentle smile on his lips gradually turned into a real shark's smile, and then he nodded slightly.

He even put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked in the direction of the little girl earnestly, as if expecting her to say something so that he could answer patiently.

However, after waiting for a while, I only saw the fluffy head like a piggy trying hard to eat.

Eric squinted his eyes slightly under the worried and frightened eyes of the housekeeper, bent his knuckles, and lightly stroked the mahogany tabletop.

After a pause, he thought for a while, pursed his thin lips, sat up straight, and said, "You like them? Then let them come early?"

Ah Yan blinked, not quite understanding the difference, and felt that there was no difference, but when he saw the man's chin slightly raised, waiting for praise, he nodded hurriedly.

He tried his best to please: "Wow, Eric is so good, is it really possible? That's great! I want to play with new customers!"

Eric, whose mood was lifted unconsciously, nodded, looked at Ulysses who had been waiting beside him with satisfaction, and nodded slightly.

Ah Yan didn't know, although it seemed to be just a very simple sentence, a very random decision.

But on the other side...

In the infinite streaming world, a lot of people have already gathered in front of a certain ssr top dungeon that is about to start.

This is a copy that looks very simple on the outside.

The logo is a forest castle entwined with vines, and the introduction is also very simple. It only says that there lives a grumpy prince who loves roses in the castle. If you are fine, it is best not to provoke him.

But it is such a simple dungeon, but no one dares to underestimate it, even a little bit.

Because this dungeon has a very famous title, which is also its typical feature: after entering, no one survives.

Not only that, after the people who failed to break through the level came out, they didn't know what horrible things they had encountered. Even those who liked the challenge the most would not try it again, but kept silent about its information.

What's even more attractive is that this instance will only be opened once a month, and it can only accommodate six people at a time.

Wise men, witches, angels, devils, humans, monsters.

Also special meow to play role-playing.

This undoubtedly attracts many passers-by who love the unlimited stream mode, not to mention the many benefits that can be obtained by entering it as one of the few ssr copies that are stably enabled.

The benefits always outweigh the risks.

It’s just that I don’t know why, but the dungeon, which is known for its stability, is always opened on time, but it seems to be opened a little earlier today, which is weird.

A look of hesitation and judgment appeared in many people's eyes.

There was only a young man who was so beautiful that he was almost gentle, with beautiful blue eyes, walked up silently, and stood in the position of the wise man, looking at it with a faint worry that could not be resolved.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

20 bottles of Huang Shaofanbufan; 3 bottles of your beloved old uncle; 1 bottle of Jiangli, maple balm, and Xiaobaibaibaijun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

I think I also fantasized about going through horror levels and saving my life back then, but I was scared out of my wits 233

In the end, it was changed to me and the boss being brothers _(:з」∠)_, but it was still super sweet, but the background changed a little bit! .,,

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