12-第十二章：西部荒野国王的加冕(10)
12. THE CROWNING OF THE KING OF THE WILDERWEST
Rustling by Hiccup’s earhole was the unmistakeable red-and-black spotted form of Ziggerastica, King of the nanodragons, looking rather older than when Hiccup saw him last, but every bit as self-important. ‘The Dragon Furious seemed to think that his great size meant that he could tell ME what to do, O Boy-With-No-Muscles-at-All!’ snorted Ziggerastica. ‘I, Ziggerastica, Great High Despot of the Northern Grasses, Terror of the Bracken, Scourge of the Heather and Kingmaker Extraordinaire! How DARE he presume to tell ME to revolt!’ ‘That was unwise,’ Hiccup whispered back. It was indeed. It is always a mistake to underestimate the little people of the world, for it is often they who tip the balance. ‘I REVOLT against his Revolution!’ declared Ziggerastica proudly. ‘These ENORMOUS dragons think they are so important…
But if there is a Revolution to be declared, that Revolution
should be declared by the Centre of the Universe, and the Centre of the Universe is ME! ‘I trust he will have learnt his lesson,’ snapped Ziggerastica with a self-satisfied sniff, before declaring condescendingly, ‘Yes I know, I’m MARVELLOUS…’ as Hiccup tried to thank him. And he disappeared with his humming hordes just as mysteriously as he had come, like a wasp swarm lighting for a moment on a tree, buzzing there for a second, and vanishing. Leaving only the words: ‘It is the smaller things of the world who decide the Fate of the Archipelago once again!’ …
Rustling by Hiccup’s earhole was the unmistakeable red-and-black spotted form of Ziggerastica, King of the nanodragons, looking rather older than when Hiccup saw him last, but every bit as self-important. ‘The Dragon Furious seemed to think that his great size meant that he could tell ME what to do, O Boy-With-No-Muscles-at-All!’ snorted Ziggerastica. ‘I, Ziggerastica, Great High Despot of the Northern Grasses, Terror of the Bracken, Scourge of the Heather and Kingmaker Extraordinaire! How DARE he presume to tell ME to revolt!’ ‘That was unwise,’ Hiccup whispered back. It was indeed. It is always a mistake to underestimate the little people of the world, for it is often they who tip the balance. ‘I REVOLT against his Revolution!’ declared Ziggerastica proudly. ‘These ENORMOUS dragons think they are so important…
But if there is a Revolution to be declared, that Revolution
should be declared by the Centre of the Universe, and the Centre of the Universe is ME! ‘I trust he will have learnt his lesson,’ snapped Ziggerastica with a self-satisfied sniff, before declaring condescendingly, ‘Yes I know, I’m MARVELLOUS…’ as Hiccup tried to thank him. And he disappeared with his humming hordes just as mysteriously as he had come, like a wasp swarm lighting for a moment on a tree, buzzing there for a second, and vanishing. Leaving only the words: ‘It is the smaller things of the world who decide the Fate of the Archipelago once again!’ …
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