12-第十二章：西部荒野国王的加冕(8)

To the watching crowds, who could not see the humming nanodragons carrying Hiccup upward, it looked like a miracle, a sign from the gods, and it was the final evidence they needed. ‘A MIRACLE! A MIRACLE!’ ‘I CAN SEE THE HAIRY KNUCKLES AND FINGERS OF THOR HIMSELF ACTUALLY HOLDING HIM!’ screamed an imaginative Bashem-oik, and once he had SAID it, of course, what was pure fantasy springing from the mind of the Bashem-Oik become at once absolute truth in the minds of the others. The crowd gasped with excitement. ‘HICCUP! HICCUP! HICCUP IS THE KING!’ as gently the little nanodragons dangled Hiccup about a foot or so in the air, and the Druid Guardian whispered, ‘The Final Sign…