3-第十章：瘦提督的神秘身份(13)
"Tell me what you've done with Toothless first," said Hiccup.
"Oh, Toothless is very safe," grinned Alvin. "He's locked up in one of my dungeons."
Hiccup gave a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't dead.
"Give me the book now," commanded Alvin.
"If I give it to you, will you promise you won't kill us?" asked Hiccup.
"I promise," smiled Alvin.
Hiccup felt into his pocket and handed Alvin his damp and tattered half of How to Speak Dragonese. He knew Alvin would find it at some point anyway.
"Thank you," sneered Alvin. He unscrewed the hook from the end of his arm and replaced it with his famous sword, the Stormblade.
"Uh-oh," said Hiccup.
The Fat Consul had finally polished off a large helping of roasted baby Puff Nadders in garlicky Dreamserpent sauce, and he started to take an interest in what was going on.
ELEVENSES MENU for His Most Noble Fatness the Fat Consul
HORS D'OEUVERS
Roasted baby Puff Nadders in garlicky
"Oh, Toothless is very safe," grinned Alvin. "He's locked up in one of my dungeons."
Hiccup gave a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't dead.
"Give me the book now," commanded Alvin.
"If I give it to you, will you promise you won't kill us?" asked Hiccup.
"I promise," smiled Alvin.
Hiccup felt into his pocket and handed Alvin his damp and tattered half of How to Speak Dragonese. He knew Alvin would find it at some point anyway.
"Thank you," sneered Alvin. He unscrewed the hook from the end of his arm and replaced it with his famous sword, the Stormblade.
"Uh-oh," said Hiccup.
The Fat Consul had finally polished off a large helping of roasted baby Puff Nadders in garlicky Dreamserpent sauce, and he started to take an interest in what was going on.
ELEVENSES MENU for His Most Noble Fatness the Fat Consul
HORS D'OEUVERS
Roasted baby Puff Nadders in garlicky
提督被转化深海
