A prince from a certain American comic book

"Chris."

"Chris."

"Mom, Dad."

Mr. and Mrs. Cipher rushed over and snatched Chris from Ike's arms, holding her close.

Tom, crouching on the ground, whimpered as he watched the Cyphers, who dared to snatch something from his owners' arms.

Before she could even finish sobbing...

Completely disillusioned with Tom's low emotional intelligence, Ike subtly kicked the cat in a fit of pique...

Why make such a fuss about something that never even existed?

love?

Ike stated that he only wants love that makes his heart flutter; if not, he'd rather wait until he's 21 to go to nightclubs and find gentle and cute young women to exchange money for goods...

As for the vampire girl who was engaged to her sister Elsa?

Just a little water.

To put it simply, although Ike is already engaged to that vampire girl, the Queen of Arendelle cannot be an intelligent being other than a human.

the reason is simple.

Honesty and correctness are important. After all, although the inhabitants of the Kingdom of Arendelle are also extraordinary beings, they are still within the scope of human life. The inhabitants of Arendelle will not object to the marriage between an extraordinary and beautiful little bat and their king. However, what if the inhabitants of Arendelle knew that this little bat would become their queen?

Ha ha.

All twenty-one duchies under the rule of the Kingdom of Arendelle will raise their flags.

The words are divided into two parts.

Just after being pounced on by Talking Tom, Jesse has now been tied up with ropes by the residents.

Even though she was bound by ropes, Jesse, with her eyes closed and her expression contorted, continued to struggle.

"Are you alright, Ike?"

"fine."

Ike said to Claire, who looked concerned, as if jokingly, "You saw it this time, I didn't do anything on my own."

Claire rolled her eyes at Ike and turned him around to check for any suspicious gunshot wounds.

Ike said with a helpless look, "Don't worry, this scene is much easier than the two I experienced before. If the previous two were horror movies, this one is a comedy."

Claire didn't reply, but instead made a gesture for Ike to spin around.

Ike was helpless.

quite a while.

After Claire finished her examination and confirmed that there were no suspicious wounds on Ike's body, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then.

A resident who had gone to Jesse's house to fetch people ran up from a distance with a nervous expression and said to Claire's father, who had once been mayor and was in charge here, "It's terrible, Jesse's whole family has been killed."

Claire's father, who was standing with the members of the Elm Street neighborhood defense team, was slightly taken aback.

next second.

"what!"

"puff!"

Jesse, who was bound by the crowd, suddenly opened his eyes and screamed.

Everyone looked over immediately.

An unbelievable scene suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes: three sharp, blade-like wounds slowly appeared on Jesse's body, as if someone had cut them in front of him.

This unbelievable scene startled the two residents who were supporting Jesse so much that they let go of her arms.

With a thud.

Jesse fell backward, his head hitting the ground with a sharp crack.

Like a watermelon bursting open.

"what!"

"Oh God."

"Shit."

"Madfak."

"Christ Jesus".

The residents who ran over immediately changed their expressions upon seeing the horrific scene. The men began to curse and swear, while the women turned pale and looked away from Jesse, who had turned into watermelon juice.

Claire, who was next to Ike, was the same.

As Claire turned around, she also made sure to turn Ike, who was facing the watermelon juice, around as well.

Ike said, "I've seen things that are far more terrifying than this."

Claire didn't speak, but Chris, whose eyes were covered by Mrs. Seifer, couldn't help but change her expression when she heard Ike's voice.

quite a while.

It was quiet behind me.

Claire and Mrs. Saive, who was standing next to her, exchanged a glance and turned away.

Ike and Chris both turned around.

But see.

In the middle of the crowd, a line of words written in Jesse's blood appeared before them.

Blood.

I'm back!!! I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Prince of a Certain American Comic"~

Chapter 047: Officially Certified Exorcist (Seeking Recommendations)

The night was beautiful and so quiet. (Ice@Fire#Chinese www.bhzw.cc)

In a short time.

The streets of Elm Street were quiet; you could even hear the rustling of the breeze passing by your ears…

Some people turned pale when they saw the writing on the ground.

Some people were amazed.

Some people were completely confused.

Chris's parents, Nancy's parents who worked at the pub to earn pocket money, and Quentin's parents—almost everyone else looked like they'd seen a ghost.

Claire's parents seemed to know something as well, unlike the first group who looked like they had seen a ghost, but their expressions were still somewhat gloomy.

Chris, Quentin, Nancy, and the neighbors who moved in over the past ten years were completely confused.

As for Ekko?

Ike was crouching down, patting Tom and lecturing him, making him understand when he should bring the weapon to him and when he shouldn't.

This thing is important.

Education is always urgent and cannot be delayed.

three days later.

The atmosphere on Elm Street became more and more strange each day.

Ike, who was sitting in the yard with his eyes half-closed, trying to drift off to sleep and lure Freddy over, could hear the sounds of the neighbors moving in next door.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang.

Ike opened his eyes and glanced at Tom the cat, who was chasing Jerry the mouse all over the backyard.

Talking Tom brakes.

Then.

Watching Jerry the mouse jump directly into Ike's palm and make faces at him, he reluctantly ran towards the living room.

"Meow!" Talking Tom meowed as he opened the door and saw the person who had come in.

Jerry the mouse, sitting in Ike's palm, took out his magnifying glass, crawled inside, and became completely invisible.

Ike, lying on the recliner, raised an eyebrow.

Not long after.

Ike looked at the newcomer and sighed, "Ms. Seifer, I'll say it again, I've only been here for less than half a month."

Today, Chris, dressed in a white sweater, white jeans, and a cute flannel hat, gazed at Ike on the recliner and quietly said, "You must know something."

Ike laughed: "I don't know what you're talking about."

After saying that, Ike was already planning to find an excuse to get rid of Chris.

But to Ike's surprise, Chris didn't seem to intend to press the matter further. Instead, she sat down on the recliner next to him and asked curiously, "That night you said you encountered something even more terrifying. What was it?"

Ike turned to look at Chris.

Chris's expression seemed genuine, as if this was the purpose of her visit.

but……

Ike, you don't believe a damn thing.

Zhang Wuji's mother said before she died that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive people.

And someone like Chris Seifer?

Ha ha.

If we take what Zhang Wuji's mother said as a benchmark, someone like Chris Seifer could easily fool not only people, but even ghosts.