A prince from a certain American comic book

but.

In the following week, the black-eyed demon seemed to have been fooled by Ike. Not only did it not cause trouble during the day, but it also did not come out to look for Ike again at night.

Ike was also feeling restless this week.

I can only talk to Talking Tom and Jerry after dinner to relieve my obvious immersion in the show.

until.

One day, about two weeks later, as Ike was sitting under the big tree gazing into the distance in the morning as usual, Jerry the mouse, who was resting his head on his shoulder, suddenly opened his eyes and started squeaking at him.

The calls were very urgent.

There was even a hint of panic in her voice.

...I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Prince of a Certain American Comic Book"~

Chapter 012: The Dark Mage's Attack

"what?"

"A black magician?"

"Shit. Ice%Fire*Chinese www.Bhzw.cC"

Upon hearing Jerry's report, Ike immediately stood up from the lawn and looked in the direction of the dark wizard's aura that Jerry had reported he had sensed in Marion County.

Jerry the mouse squeaked.

Talking Tom's body seemed to have been vented, transforming into a size roughly the size of a tiger, as if to say, "We should run away."

Ike remained silent.

When he sensed the dark wizard in Marion County, he knew the dark wizard would definitely find him.

But according to Ike's calculations, the dark mage wouldn't arrive for at least another two weeks.

How could it be so fast?

But right now, the issue isn't about whether it's fast or slow.

Ike cradled Jerry the mouse on his shoulder in his palm and asked, "Approximately how much longer until they catch up?"

Jerry the mouse squeaked and gestured with one finger.

Ike's mind was racing.

"Meow?"

"No, it's not easy to come up with an identity."

"Squeak."

"Don't rush, let me think about it. Anyway, it will take that dark mage another day to find this place."

"Meow meow?"

"I definitely can't run away. If I do, my whereabouts in the ordinary world will be completely exposed. Right now, a large number of bounty hunters still think I'm hiding somewhere in the extraordinary world."

"Squeak."

"Alright, I know time is of the essence."

After answering Jerry's question, Ike sat down under the big tree again, and then his gaze focused on the second floor of the house.

next second.

Ike's right lip curled up slightly.

demon?

Black magician?

Ike felt he had found the key to breaking the deadlock.

Jerry the mouse, who had been given to Ike as a pet since he was a child, immediately understood what Ike was planning.

Jerry the mouse squeaked and tried his best to dissuade Ike.

Of course.

Jerry's attempts to dissuade him were still in vain.

After a moment of clarity, Ike said, "This is the only way. We can't worry about any aftereffects of the demon entering our bodies."

Jerry the mouse: "Squeak squeak squeak".

Talking Tom: "Meow?"

Compared to the startled Jerry and the dumbfounded Talking Tom, Ike was quite satisfied with the clever plan he had just devised.

That dark mage definitely hasn't confirmed his identity yet. If he had, he certainly wouldn't have taken so long to get here.

This gave Ike room to maneuver.

The relationship between dark magicians and demons is complex and cannot be explained in a short time.

Simply put, some demons are the masters of dark mages, while others are their servants. In short, dark mages and demons are always at odds when they meet, because dark mages don't want to become servants, and demons don't want to become servants either. So, these two species will basically fight whenever they meet, as the history of the supernatural world has proven.

Moreover, Ike's plan will kill two birds with one stone.

First, the black magician's testimony cleared him of suspicion, and from then on, unless he revealed his identity, he would never arouse suspicion again. After all, once the demon entered his body, he would appear in a demonic state, perfectly concealing Ike's true aura.

Secondly, it eliminated the threat of the Black-Eyed Demon, who had boasted that he would haunt him to the ends of the earth once he left.

Ike isn't a very magnanimous person.

I'll think about it.

Ike snapped out of his daze, got up from the grass, and walked straight into the house, while Jerry the mouse on his shoulder continued to squeak in vain.

Back in the room, Ike reassured him, "Don't worry, I'm confident."

Jerry the mouse has serious doubts about this.

Ike said, "Demon possession sounds terrifying, but it's really not that scary. It feels about the same as being bitten by a queen bee."

Upon hearing the Queen Bee, Jerry Mouse involuntarily stopped squeaking and instead touched a small black dot on his right rear end.

The Queen Bee is the pollinating queen bee of the Kingdom of Arendelle. She is female, and being stung by her feels like being plunged into an eternal ice age on the hottest day of summer—a mixture of pain and pleasure, a bittersweet experience...

It was late at night.

This is the perfect time to do bad things.

Ike, lying on the lower bunk of the bunk bed, opened his eyes.

Not long after.

squeak!

This house was, after all, an old one, and Ike carefully pushed open the door to minimize the noise when opening the room.

Ike walked to the second-floor corridor and looked around.

Apart from the creaking of the antique clock downstairs, there were no other sounds.

wrong.

And there was the sound of a girl snoring coming from the large room at the top of the stairs.

"squeak."

Ike frowned and looked down at the floor he had just stepped on, then tiptoed carefully toward the small room next door that had been sealed off by the landlord, Mr. Mullins.

Push open the door.

All I could see was darkness, and the temperature inside the room was even lower than the temperature in the hallway.

"Squeak."

"flashlight."

"squeak."

"Stop fooling around, we need to focus on important matters."

"..."

Ike took the flashlight that Jerry Mouse took out of his bag, turned it on, and then used the light to see part of the room.

The small room still looks as if the landlord, Mr. Mullins' daughter, were still alive, except that the floor and table are covered in dust.

Ike glanced around the room with his flashlight and then muttered to himself, "I remember it was sealed inside a wardrobe that was a little bigger than it looked."

That's all.

Ike's flashlight beam suddenly fell on a pink, partially concealed wardrobe.

Ike lifted his foot to step forward.

Jerry the mouse on his shoulder grabbed Ike's ear and squeaked.

Ike shook his head and said, "It's fine. Staying inside me and being frozen by the ice left by Elsa for half a night would turn even a demon with an IQ over 300 into an idiot. Let alone this demon who was easily fooled."

Worried that the devil will expose his unusual nature?

Do you really think Ike's plan didn't take this into account?

and also.

Do you really think that Ike, having not learned any supernatural abilities under his sister Elsa's tyranny, has no ability to protect himself?

young.

too young.

Don't forget, Ike was reincarnated from the Origin Earth. Every single one of the predecessors who were reincarnated from the Origin Earth had innate skills.

Ike also has it.

However, his abilities are too overpowered.

This was Ike's trump card, and even during the years when he was bullied by his sister Elsa, Ike gritted his teeth and wanted to use it several times, but he held back fiercely.

what?

The siblings share a deep bond, and he fears that he might kill his sister to prove his enlightenment.