A prince from a certain American comic book

Stop it.

If Ike hadn't been wary of attracting the attention of a certain bald woman if he used his innate skill, he would have used it the moment his sister first revealed her brother-obsessed tendencies.

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Chapter 013: Another Deviation in the Plan

Maxim is hurrying. (Ice@Fire#Chinese www.bhzw.cc)

Wearing a black suit and a hat, Maxim, holding a jeweled cane, was rapidly approaching Mr. Mullins's villa in the wilderness at seventy miles per hour, his toes barely touching the ground.

under the tree.

Ike was still sitting under the tree gazing into the distance, but today Ike looked unusually pale, like a typical vampire.

Without him.

Yesterday, when Ike stuffed that stupid black-eyed demon into his body, the ice magic that his sister Elsa had left on him began to enter a full-scale suppression phase.

If you look closely...

The grass under Ike's feet was starting to freeze.

Even Jerry the mouse wasn't perched on Ike's shoulder as usual, but instead nervously watched Ike under the tree along with Talking Tom, who was hiding nearby.

Just then.

When Maxim, known as the Lord of the Demon Insects, was only ten minutes away, Jerry the Mouse immediately squeaked towards Ike under the tree.

Ike snapped out of his daze and looked at Jerry the mouse.

With a soft splatter.

Detective Jerry jumped off Talking Tom's back and ran over, standing about a meter away from Ike and chattering away.

Ike was taken aback.

Is there also the aura of a white mage?

how is this possible.

When will dark magicians and white magicians join forces? It's like villains and heroes becoming sworn brothers.

Am I making history? Becoming the first being ever hunted by both black and white magicians working together?

Ike let his thoughts wander and pondered this.

Not long after.

When Maxim's figure came into view, Ike finally snapped out of his daze and waved to Jerry the mouse and Talking Tom the cat who were hiding nearby, signaling them to leave quickly.

After all, everyone in the supernatural world knows that Prince Arendelle of the Kingdom of Arendelle is always accompanied by a blue cat and a beige mouse.

To put it bluntly, someone named Ike Arendelle may not necessarily be a prince, but someone with a blue cat and a beige mouse by his side is definitely a prince.

Jerry Mouse kept turning back to look at Ike, seemingly unwilling to leave his side. In the end, Tom the cat simply picked up Jerry Mouse's tail and ran off into the distance.

Seeing this, Ike breathed a sigh of relief.

But while I was relieved, I was still thinking about how I would make things difficult for Talking Tom in the future.

Cats' loyalty is highly questionable.

quite a while.

As Ike watched Maxim approach, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up from under the tree.

next second.

When Ike opened his eyes, his aura was icy cold, and the original refreshing aura around him instantly transformed into an indescribable aura mixed with decay and expiration, which began to spread in all directions.

"Huh?" Maxim, who was nervously dodging his senior brother Balthazar's pursuit, suddenly stopped and looked towards the location of Mr. Mullis's house that he had just passed. He asked in surprise, "The smell of the Black-Eyed Demon?"

Then.

Despite his seemingly British gentlemanly appearance, Maxim revealed a lewd smile as he turned to look in the direction of his senior brother, who had been chasing him for ten days and ten nights. He chuckled as he looked at the place emanating a demonic aura.

He suddenly had an idea.

I'll think about it.

Maxim, the King of the Demon Insects, immediately turned around and headed straight for Mr. Mullis's house, leaving everyone else in the dust.

now.

Having been frozen for half the night, the black-eyed demon occupying Ike's body was pondering a very important question.

who I am.

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

Ok.

Back when the entire Extraordinary Ones were fighting Mephisto, even the Lord of Hell couldn't withstand the ice blasts thrown by Elsa.

Moreover, it was just a low-level Black-Eyed Demon. The reason it wasn't frozen into an ice sculpture was because the ice Elsa left inside Ike to protect him was too hot.

The black-eyed demon possessing Ike's body was somewhat bewildered, not even noticing when the black magician Maxim slipped into Mr. Mullis's dollhouse like a phantom.

"Squeak squeak squeak." Jerry the mouse, who was watching this scene from a distance with binoculars, suddenly had a bad feeling and squeaked at Tom the cat, who was standing up and supporting him.

Talking Tom was taken aback at first, then grabbed Jerry the mouse standing on his head, took the binoculars from Jerry's hand, threw Jerry behind him, and started looking through the binoculars himself.

Jerry, who had landed with a thud, got up, put his hands on his hips, and glared angrily at Talking Tom's back. He then walked up behind Talking Tom in a huff.

next second.

Bang!

Jerry kicked out and sent Talking Tom flying forward.

Then...

Jerry and Talking Tom were too preoccupied to pay attention to Ike in the distance, and even forgot about why the Dark Wizard and the Black-Eyed Demon didn't fight each other when they met.

You know what?

At this moment, Maxim, the Demon King who had hidden in the doll-making workshop, was also activating his black magic defense, staring at the somewhat bewildered black-eyed demon under the tree with a puzzled expression.

Even Ike, who had shifted his consciousness away and was now comfortably squatting beside some unknown river, was dumbfounded.

Shit.

As expected, something went wrong again.

The thought of the two plans he had devised that had both gone wrong made Ike feel utterly exhausted.

Am I destined to be nothing more than a legendary strategist who plans from behind a screen and wages battles from afar, a mere armchair strategist?

Otherwise, this wouldn't explain everything.

and also.

Shouldn't the dark sorcerer have come to verify his identity? Why did he inexplicably hide in the doll-making workshop?

Just then.

A somewhat disheveled man with messy, medium-length black hair, wearing a leather jacket, walked over.

Ike's eyes narrowed, and he stood up abruptly from the riverbank, looking at the newcomer in surprise: "Nicholas?"

Yes.

It's Nikolai...

Pooh.

He is Balthazar, an immortal being in the extraordinary world, one of the three disciples of the Archmage Merlin, and a legendary figure in the extraordinary world known as the Neuro Mage!

When Balthazar followed the aura to this place, the first thing he saw was a bewildered black-eyed demon occupying Ekko's body.

Bassezee frowned.

next second.

Bassezee turned and left. He had come to capture his junior brother, who had escaped from the jar he had accidentally broken.

Time is of the essence. If we linger here, who knows where his junior brother Maxim, who is just as skilled in all magic, adept at transforming into anything, and elusive as he is, might hide.

Ike, standing by the river, was dumbfounded once again.

Shit.

What happened to the legendary mage who was supposed to be righteous and merciless against demons and dark wizards? How could this be?

Ekdor was deliberately exposing his identity.

Without him.

Without using his trump cards, Ekko will only lure demons in, not drive them away.

Exorcising demons is a professional skill of exorcists.

He is a prince, the future king, and he is learning management skills, not exorcism skills.

fortunately.

Just as Basez was about to leave, the black-eyed demon occupying Ekko's body seemed to awaken.

next second.

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Chapter 014: Choose One of Three Answers

Possessed by the Black-Eyed Demon, Ekko lunged straight at the legendary, neurotic mage Balthazar, whose back was turned to him. (Game of Thrones Chinese version available at www.bHzw.cc)

If the relationship between a dark mage and a demon is one of master and servant, then the relationship between a demon and a white mage is one of life or death.

the reason is simple.

This is how a dark sorcerer meets a demon.

Demon: Little mage, obediently become my servant, and I can lend you my power.

Dark Mage: Hehe, there's a little devil here. Come, become my servant and the source of my power.