A prince from a certain American comic book

Without him.

Baltimore is famous for its row houses; it's hard to find a city with rows of row houses like Baltimore.

Not long after.

The car stopped.

Ike, who got out of the passenger seat, and Jerry, who got out of the back seat and popped out of Talking Tom's mouth, both looked up at the townhouse that appeared in front of them.

A townhouse is a type of terraced house with two or three floors, each with its own entrance, front and back gardens, and garage.

"Do you like it?" Claire asked as she got out of the driver's seat.

Ike nodded.

Claire, walking beside Ike, said with a smile, "Now it's yours."

Ike was taken aback.

Claire said, "This is also Sheriff Goss's way of compensating you. Sheriff Goss hopes you can forget your past misery."

Ike's eyes darted around.

Goss?

Nick Fury?

What was the future director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who was notorious for embezzling more than Hydra, thinking?

Is it really out of sympathy?

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Chapter 032: Good Friends in the Extraordinary World (Seeking Recommendations)

After entering this three-story detached house...

Ike understood.

As soon as he entered, Talking Tom meowed. Ike looked over and immediately saw Jerry the mouse perched on Talking Tom's head making a gesture as if he had a listening device.

Ike smiled.

That's more like it. He knew it. In the end, he still couldn't dispel the suspicions of that black-haired guy who was probably naturally suspicious since childhood.

Think about it.

If Black Egg's suspicions were so easily dispelled, how come he still hasn't found a girlfriend?

Claire, who had just entered, expressed various exclamations of admiration for the room's decor.

Ike also put aside his thoughts and looked at the house in front of him.

The house is quite large, probably around 150 square meters. Behind the house, there is a separate courtyard, which is about 50 square meters in size, and a garage that can fit two cars.

The house has a large hall and kitchen on the first floor, which connects to the back courtyard, where various parties can be held, such as barbecue parties.

The second floor of the house is the living room, and there is also a balcony on the side facing the backyard.

The third floor consists of bedrooms, three of them.

There's also a basement.

The house is fully furnished with all the furniture and appliances, and judging from the various folded packing papers placed in the basement, it must have been delivered recently.

Nick is already this rich before he even went blind?

As Ike saw the tall stack of wrapping paper in the basement, this thought suddenly came to mind.

But next second.

A look of fear crossed Ike's face.

Jesus Christ.

Could it be that Carter, whom he calls Auntie, has noticed him?

If that weren't the case, Ike couldn't find any fundamental reason why Nick would spend so much.

Ike was a little uneasy.

He was considering whether to abandon this identity, choose a different location, and repeat the same three plans from before...

After half an hour.

After browsing through the items, Claire took out something that looked like a bracelet from her bag and handed it to Ike.

Ike blinked.

Claire said, "This is a tracking bracelet that Stark Industries developed last month. If you don't want to be taken back by child protection agencies, stay put and don't take it off and run around."

Ike asked, looking confused, "Are they treating me like a criminal?"

Claire laughed and said, "How could that be? This bracelet doesn't restrict your location. It just lets me know where you are. After all, I'm your guardian. If you lose it, I'll be in legal trouble."

Ike remained silent for a moment before quietly accepting the bracelet Claire offered and putting it on his arm.

You know what.

The bracelet is quite exquisite, and it can also be used as a clock.

Claire looked at Ike, who seemed a little unhappy, and smiled, "Don't worry, you can take this bracelet off after your sixteenth birthday next year."

Sixteenth birthday?

That means there are still four months left, which isn't a long time. He can use those four months to figure out his plans for the future.

I'll think about it.

Ike nodded, making a helpless expression, and said, "Do I have the right to refuse?"

Claire shook her head and said, "If you want to live independently, then there's no way."

Ike stopped talking.

While the local area is often described as a paradise for underage children, to be honest, this so-called paradise also means more rules to some extent...

Not long after.

After Claire reached the door, she turned to Ike and said, "My house is three buildings to your left. There's a cute reindeer standing in front of it. I'll come pick you up for dinner tonight."

Ike looked at the third building from the left, and was completely shocked by the huge house that occupied a full three hundred square meters.

Claire laughed at Ike's expression, turned around, got into her car, and started the engine.

Ike stood at the doorway, lost in thought.

A house that's just right.

Furniture that is fully equipped.

There were listening devices installed in the room.

The bracelet, which was just launched last month, perfectly matches his aesthetic preferences.

……

If this were Nick Fury's doing, Ike would say he'd rip his head off and use it as a ball to dribble a hundred times.

It must have been Aunt Carter's doing.

He was very certain.

Ike turned and walked into the house with a confident look on his face. Hearing the landline ringing from the sofa in the living room, he walked over with a relieved expression.

The call was connected.

Peggy Carter, who is 69 years old this year but is in remarkably good spirits and still leads the secret agency S.H.I.E.L.D., said over the phone: "Haha, little Ike, you must have suffered a lot along the way."

Standing where he was contemplating his future, Ike touched his nose and chuckled sheepishly, "Aunt Carter, you're not going to tell my sister, are you?"

“That’s hard to say.” Peggy Carter didn’t give a definite answer but said, “You’ve had quite a lot of experiences coming here, from ogres to soul-swapping people. What’s next? What are you planning to encounter? If something happens to you here, I’m worried that the ordinary world will be completely frozen.”

"It was an accident, I didn't want it to happen either."

Ike replied somewhat speechlessly, "And that's just how it is. If I wasn't worried that Aunt Carter would betray me, I would have gone to her the moment I ran away. I wouldn't have gone through all this."

Ike stared at the ceiling, lost in deep melancholy.

It seems like all his efforts along the way were in vain, as he was eventually caught by Aunt Carter, who is known as a friend of the extraordinary world.

Then the problem is coming.

Why didn't I just join them from the start?

Ike snapped out of his reverie and glanced at the bracelet on his wrist, saying quietly, "Aunt Carter, this bracelet on my wrist must have been at your behest, right?"

“Of course,” Carter admitted directly. “If the future heir of the great kingdom of Arendelle from the extraordinary world runs away and something happens to him, how am I supposed to explain it to your sister Elsa?”

Ike said, somewhat speechless, "I just came out to clear my head, there's no need to do this."

Carter said, "You want me to tell your sister?"

Ike countered, "Can you?"

Carter chuckled and said, "I'm already sixty-nine this year, and I can't afford the cost of entering the supernatural world again."

Ike's eyes lit up.

Ike understood Carter's voice-over.

This means that Carter wouldn't tell his sister on his own initiative, but if his sister came to him, Carter would probably tell her that.

Ike lowered his head and pondered.

His sister Elsa probably hadn't asked Carter yet, or maybe she had, but at the time, Aunt Carter really didn't know where Ike was.

Ike asked, "Has Elsa contacted you?"

Carter said directly, "On the first day you ran away, Elsa found me and said that if there was any trace of you, little one, I should immediately tell her through the Ice Bracelet."

Ike swallowed hard and asked nervously, "Did you tell them?"

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Chapter 033: Elsa's Compromise (Seeking Recommendations)

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