The Last Dragonslayer Page #7

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to whom you owe very little.

There. Your human property

has been damaged.

The Pact is violated.

Now play your part.

I can't not see him again.

It is time.

Fight, or see your world destroyed.

I'm sorry.

Oh, Jennifer.

Wage!

I'm gonna be rich!

- I thought she killed it!

- I thought it was dead!

There's a Pact, ain't there?

- Yeah!

So they can't hurt us!

- No!

Move!

Yar! Like shooting penguins

in an ice rink, that was!

Reload. Reload!

We will find her, won't we?

Yes, of course we will!

Don't ask such ridiculous questions.

I'm so sorry.

Whatever for?

I failed him.

I killed the dragon.

Jennifer. There are young dragons

flying above the sky in Herefordshire.

Not only alive, but free.

I don't understand.

Whatever you did,

it was well done.

Yes. One is almost proud of you.

Maggie's on the up-and-up as well.

And where there's magic there's always

hope of bringing Zambini back.

You done well, little one.

You done well.

I didn't bring him back, though, did I?

And between us and him

is the greatest wizard of all time

in league with

the most-powerful supermarket.

I don't feel hopeful.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

Where's the Quarkbeast?

Best give her some space.

Ooh, tea.

- Oh yes.

Three lumps, please.

I'll give you one.

Sugar's not good

for the pancreas.

It's not me doing that.

That's interesting.

Ow!

My darling Jennifer.

There are dragons again.

I know.

I owe them my thanks

for seeing you again now.

Quite remarkable.

I know!

Come and look at them.

- No, no, no. I mean you, Jennifer.

You see, the night we met

I only really came

to seek out the last Dragonslayer.

But soon I found that,

quite by accident

I had instead brought home

a daughter.

And you really are

quite remarkable, Jennifer.

I'm so very, very, very proud of you.

I think dragons are reborn

by being slain in combat.

Shandar's border stones

kept soldiers away from them

so they started dying

from old age instead.

That's an interesting theory.

I think that's why Maltcassion wanted me

to fight him. I think...

How long do we have?

I'll find a way to bring you home.

- No, you mustn't.

These are dangerous

and powerful people, Jennifer

and I would rather be lost forever

than ever see you come to any harm.

Now will you promise me?

No.

Ahem...

Yes?

Mr Grieves would like to discuss

17 new Wonderbarn openings with you.

Let's give him 10 minutes after lunch.

And a Miss Jennifer Strange

has requested a meeting with you?

Yes, erm, I think not.

There's a note.

What does it say?

It says...

I insist.

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