After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

"That's it…"

Xiaoke told the man in the windbreaker and the woman in short hair about the conversation between her and Yang Guang, and then looked up and waited for them to analyze the useful information.

Short-haired girl: "So the Count is in the underground castle. Combined with the information we observed before, he is the biggest boss. He is also the one who killed the person our client asked us to find?"

Man in Jacket: "From what we can tell, we may need to fight the so-called Earl of Thorns."

Short-haired girl: "Our mission is just to investigate the truth, why do we have to fight the big boss?"

Man in Jacket: "Tsk, how are you going to get out of this forest if you don't kill the big boss? That forest can move and eat people, it can only be controlled by the so-called Count who summoned the devil."

The short-haired girl fell silent upon hearing this. She had deep doubts about whether this team could defeat the Earl.

The man in the jacket glanced at her and said, "The game will definitely not leave us in a dead end. If we look carefully, there must be a deadly item that can defeat him. After we have rested well, we will go down to the underground castle."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Shouldn't we call the remaining two people?"

The short-haired girl stopped the man in the windbreaker and asked.

Man in Jacket: "Don't worry about them. Just let them rot here."

After saying that, he quickly walked into the room and closed the door.

The short-haired girl glanced at Xiao Ke and said as she entered the room, "Check your phone. You can buy items on it. Even if it's your first time entering the game, you will have some starting capital. Try to protect yourself tomorrow and don't hold us back."

Xiaoke nodded after listening, closed the door and started taking out his mobile phone to study the props.

"How's the situation?"

Yang Guang, who was carrying Cyril's breakfast, asked the 11 players about their current situation.

11: "They plan to go down to the ground to look for the count after they have rested for the day."

Yang Guang: "Notify me when they start to act."

11: "Good host!"

"Your breakfast, sir."

Yang Guang looked at Cyril who was sitting in his old seat, put the plate and milk aside, and stood aside. As expected, Cyril pushed the dessert to Yang Guang again. Yang Guang sat down without hesitation and began to enjoy today's dessert.

Cyril's hand holding the teacup tightened, and he felt his leg being rubbed by another warm leg under the table.

"Carol."

Cyril called Yang Guang, and Yang Guang looked up at Cyril with confusion in his eyes.

Cyrillic:"……"

Cyril: "It's okay, just continue eating."

Cyril stopped looking at Yang Guang and lowered his head to continue eating breakfast, but his eyes became much deeper.

There was a sly look in Yang Guang's eyes. He put the spoon into his mouth, hiding the smile on his lips.

"Dear Carol, I hope you can accompany me to the study today and pour me tea." Cyril said to Yang Guang after breakfast.

Yang Guang was stunned. He thought Cyril would prepare well today and go with the players to kill the Earl who was suppressed by him. Although he had doubts in his heart, Yang Guang still followed Cyril's arrangement.

Yang Guang: "Yes, sir."

Then he accompanied Cyril to the study room with a cup of Earl Grey tea prepared by the butler. Yang Guang didn't sleep well last night, and he had to go underground again tonight. He felt like he had returned to the time before the time travel overnight. He secretly leaned against the bookshelf with Cyril's back to take a nap. But when he got close to the bookshelf, he saw a piece of paper sandwiched between two books. Yang Guang glanced at Cyril and found that he didn't notice him, so he pulled out a corner of the paper and took a look.

At just one glance, Yang Guang's brain felt as if a hand was reaching into it and stirring it. Yang Guang clenched his back teeth in pain, endured the feeling of dizziness and stuffed the paper in, then slowly slid down to the ground, leaning against the bookshelf.

Cold sweat climbed up Yang Guang's forehead. He sat slumped in front of the bookcase with a pale face, looking pitiful and cute, which made people feel distressed.

Cyril sighed, "Ah."

Then he turned around and picked up Yang Guang and put him on his legs. Yang Guang, who wanted to die from the pain, could only lean on Cyril's shoulder with the help of Cyril's hand on his back. Yang Guang's hand tightly grasped Cyril's suit collar, and he wanted to open his mouth to breathe deeply, his lips were pale and pitiful.

"Just tell me what you want to know, I'll tell you everything." Cyril said helplessly to Yang Guang. The two were very close, so Yang Guang's weak voice was clearly heard by Cyril.

Yang Guang: "How would I know if you have something else to tell me..."

He couldn't finish because of the pain: "Ah... Cyril... I... it hurts... my head..."

Cyril couldn't help but frown when he saw Yang Guang's big reaction. Some particles began to appear around him, and a formation appeared under his feet.

Cyril touched Yang Guang's hair with heartache and wiped the corners of Yang Guang's eyes which were wet with pain. He began to regret why he didn't stop him from the beginning and let him read the remaining pages of the banned book.

Cyril kissed Yang Guang's forehead and said, "It's okay."

Yang Guang instantly felt that his headache had reduced a lot. Feeling that only the residual pain was left, Yang Guang's tense body finally relaxed.

Yang Guang frowned: "Hmm..."

Then she collapsed in Cyril's arms, with only her hand still tightly grasping Cyril's collar, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Cyril took Yang Guang's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, making a "chi" sound, and then put Yang Guang's hand on his waist. The two hugged each other for an unknown period of time before Yang Guang slowly woke up.

Yang Guang opened his eyes and looked at Cyril's jawline. He reached out and rubbed his jaw with his palm and asked, "You erased my memory of the contents of the piece of paper I saw."

It is not a question but an affirmative sentence.

Cyril: "Yes, my dear Carol, your brain will not be able to bear the content of that torn page. If you don't erase your memory, you will die here in pain."

After saying that, he adjusted Yang Guang's posture so that Yang Guang's buttocks were completely in line with his thighs, and he sat up.

Yang Guang listened, stroked Cyril's hair with two fingers, leaned his forehead against Cyril's neck, and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cyril let out a long sigh and admitted defeat, "I really haven't told you something."

Yang Guang was stunned when he heard this and then looked at Cyril with his watery eyes.

Cyril closed his eyes and said, "Well, I did hide something from you. It's my fault that you peeked at the remaining pages and got a headache. Don't look at me anymore."

Cyril was afraid that if Yang Guang continued to watch him, he would tell him everything, which would make him look stupid.

In fact, it was just Yang Guang who had just woken up and was in a daze:?