17 The Number Six Sword

17. THE NUMBER SIX SWORD For once in their lives Stoick the Vast and Big-Boobied Bertha were completely and entirely lost for words. Stoick the Vast's mighty jaw dropped in his amazement. 'By the Black Heart and Tricky Twisting Tongue of the Great God Loki!' he cried, for he had never seen a Stealth Dragon before, and his first thought was, that perhaps Thor had decided to save their lives by taking out his hammer and knocking a piece out of the sky to strike down the enraged Librarian. Even Big-Boobied Bertha's tremendous breasts heaved in their astonishment. And they only heaved the more at the sight of three little figures climbing carefully down from the back of the great shimmering mirage of Madguts's Secret Weapon. 'Ooooh, well done, you great magnificent hunk of a dragon!' cooed the Stormfly, fluttering around the Stealth Dragon's mighty head, batting her eyelashes. 'Brilliantly flattened!' 'Is not so b-b-brilliant just to s-s-squash

17. 在他们的一生中，史多伊克这个大胸伯莎第一次完全说不出话来了。 巨人斯托伊克惊讶得张大了嘴巴。 “以伟大的洛基神的黑心和狡猾的舌头起誓！”他叫道，因为他以前从未见过隐形龙，他的第一个想法是，也许托尔为了救他们的命，决定拿出锤子，从天上敲下一块来，打倒愤怒的图书管理员。 就连大胸伯莎那巨大的乳房也惊讶地起伏着。 当他们看到三个小人物正小心翼翼地从“疯子的秘密武器”这个巨大的闪闪发光的海市蜃楼后面爬下来时，他们举起了更多的魔杖。 “哦，干得好，你这条雄伟的巨龙！”暴风蝇低声说，在隐形龙的大脑袋周围飞舞，拍打着她的睫毛。 “辉煌夷为平地!“只是打……打……不是那么聪明。

somebody!' hissed Toothless, in a jealous fury. 'Anyone can do s-s-squashing! Look! Toothless can do squashing too!' And the little dragon jumped up and down on the end of one of the Hairy Scary Librarian's long, quivering feet, poking out from beneath the beautiful gleaming bottom of the Stealth Dragon. 'Camicazi!' scolded Big-Boobied Bertha furiously. 'I might have known it! What HAVE you been doing with MY stolen goods!' Camicazi was clearly no more afraid of her mother than she was of anyone else. She put her hands on her hips. 'Well I like

有人!无牙嫉妒地愤怒地嘶嘶地说。 “谁都会——压——压！”看！没有牙齿的人也能把东西压扁！”于是，那条小龙在可怕的毛图书管理员的一只颤抖的长脚尖上跳来跳去，从隐形龙美丽的闪闪发光的底部伸出来。 “Camicazi !大咪咪伯莎怒斥道。 “我早该知道的！”你对我的赃物做了什么？”Camicazi显然并不害怕她的母亲，就像她不害怕任何人一样。 她双手叉腰。 “嗯，我喜欢

THAT!' she exclaimed. 'We SWOOP down, saving your neck in the nick of time from being shot by this mad Librarian guy and all you can do is COMPLAIN!' 'AND WHY,' thundered Big-Boobied Bertha, in a fog-horn voice so loud that it made the ear-drums of the listening Vikings vibrate, 'IS THIS LIBRARIAN SHOOTING AT US IN THE FIRST PLACE? I TOLD YOU THE LAST TIME I RESCUED YOU FROM THE DUNGEONS OF THE DANGER-BRUTES, THERE ARE CERTAIN PEOPLE YOU NICK FROM, LIKE THE PEACEABLES, AND THE QUIET-LIFES, AND CERTAIN PEOPLE THAT YOU DON'T BECAUSE IT'S JUST TOO DANGEROUS, I MEAN, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THIS, CAMICAZI.' Like many parents, Big-Boobied Bertha was making an EXCELLENT point that she would have done well to have listened to herself, for she was so busy scolding, and everybody else was so busy listening, that nobody had noticed a sinister, thuggish figure landing his dragon a hundred yards away, and nobody had seen him quietly drawing out his axes, a horrible grin on his ugly mug, and a truly unpleasant reeking smell of rotting eggs and stinking haddock pouring out from between his jagged and broken teeth.

那!她叫道。“我们俯冲下来，在关键时刻救了你的命，让你免于被这个疯狂的图书管理员开枪打死，而你所能做的就是抱怨！”“还有，”大胸伯莎吼道，声音大得像雾号，震得听着的维京人的耳鼓都震动了，“这个图书管理员为什么要向我们开枪？” 上次我把你从危险野兽的地牢里救出来的时候，我就告诉过你，有些人你可以去救，比如那些爱好和平、生活平静的人，而有些人你却不去救，因为太危险了。我的意思是，我得说多少遍，卡米卡齐。”像许多父母一样，大奶子伯莎说得很好，她要是听自己的话就好了，因为她忙着责骂，其他人都忙着听，没有人注意到一百码外有一个阴险、凶残的身影落在他的龙身上，也没有人看到他悄悄抽出斧头，丑陋的脸上挂着可怕的笑容。一股难闻的臭鸡蛋和臭黑线鳕的气味从他那锯齿状的牙齿间喷涌而出。

Nobody, that is, apart from the Stormfly, who suddenly stopped mid-flutter, and wrinkled up her pretty little nose. 'Ooooh, yuck!' she exclaimed disgustedly. 'What is that revolting SMELL?' Smell is one of the strongest of our senses, and the powerful pong given off by the Murderous Tribe at close quarters reactivated the part of Stormfly's brain that had been shut off by the blow to the head in the Library, and her memory returned. 'Why, I do believe it's that human stink-bomb Madguts the Murderous!' she cried in delight. 'It's all coming back to me now! I am the Stormfly, and I spent my earliest dragonhood in their whiffy Murderous Mountains.' Stoick the Vast, Big-Boobied Bertha, Hiccup, Camicazi and Fishlegs turned very pale, and slowly round, and there he was, the revolting smell himself, Madguts the Murderous, his cold staring blue eyes like chips of ice. Madguts was not alone. He was accompanied, at a respectful distance behind, by about fifty or so crack Stealth Warriors, who had been dropped by their dragons on silent wings, and were now all training their Northbows straight at the chest of Big-Boobied Bertha. Madguts grunted something inarticulate to his

除了暴风蝇，谁也没有，她突然停了下来，皱起了她漂亮的小鼻子。 “唔,恶心!她厌恶地叫道。 “那股难闻的味道是什么？”嗅觉是我们最强烈的感官之一，而杀戮部落近距离发出的强大的“砰”声，重新激活了暴风蝇大脑中被图书馆里的头部重击所关闭的部分，她的记忆又恢复了。 “嘿，我相信是那个人类的臭炸弹，杀人狂！”她高兴地叫道。 “现在我都想起来了！”我是暴风蝇，我最早的龙期是在他们那臭气熏天的杀人山里度过的。”巨大的、大胸的伯莎、小嗝嗝、卡米卡齐和鱼腿都变得苍白起来，慢慢地转过身来，他就在那里，身上散发着令人作呕的气味，杀人狂发疯，他那双冰冷的蓝眼睛像冰块一样瞪着。 疯子并不孤单。他身后有大约五十名神勇的隐形战士，他们被龙无声地扑倒在地，现在正把他们的北弓对准大咪咪伯莎的胸膛。 疯子咕哝了几句他说不清楚的话

henchman Gumboil. 'The Number Six Sword, Your Viciousness?' replied Gumboil to his Master, removing the bag of weaponry from his back and searching through it. 'A very fine choice, if I may say so, Sir. Extra-Long, Super-Deadly. The Number Six will never fail you in a Revenge Situation.' Gumboil removed a truly evil-looking sword from the basket, and handed it to Madguts, who tested the point of it on his hand for sharpness, sending a bright sprinkle of blood down on to the ground. Bertha swallowed hard.

亲信齿龈溃疡。“6号剑，你的邪恶？”Gumboil对他的主人说，一边从背上取下装武器的袋子，翻了一遍。 “请允许我这么说，这是一个很好的选择，先生。 超长,Super-Deadly。在复仇的情况下，数字6永远不会让你失望。”Gumboil从篮子里拿出一把看起来非常邪恶的剑，递给了疯胆，疯胆在他的手上测试了剑尖的锋利程度，鲜血溅到了地上。 伯莎使劲咽了口气。