69 The Nerys Balloon

Chapter 69 The Nerys Balloon Peanut!" shouted Leo from his position several metres below her on the walkway. "Grab the balloon!" "What balloon?" she cried. "There!" Leo pointed. A perplexed Nerys was suspended in the centre of a huge multicolored bubble which was floating just above the small, circular platform at the top of the ladder. Attached to the bubble was a long piece of string, the end of which was dangling near Peanut's right hand. "How did you do that?" she asked Leo. I don't know. I just thought it would be a good idea to trap her in some way, and then this jet of magical

第69章 利奥站在她下方数米远的步道上，大喊道：“内丽丝气球，花生！” “快抓住气球！” “什么气球？” 她喊道。 “在那儿！” 利奥指了指。 一头雾水的内丽丝飘在巨大的彩色泡泡中心，泡泡正浮在梯子顶端的圆形小平台上方。 泡泡上系着一根长绳子，绳头垂在花生的右手边。 “你是怎么做到的？” 她问利奥。 我不知道。 我只是觉得想办法困住她是个好主意，接着就有一股神奇的

stuff came out of Little Tail, shot towards Nerys and made this happen!" "Ah," Peanut said, smiling. "The power of the pencil and the artist who wields it. "The power of what?" asked Leo, looking very confused. "Oh, never mind. Carefully, Peanut climbed down the ladder, towing the Nerys balloon behind her, and happily embraced everybody on the walkway.

东西从小尾巴里喷出来，飞向内丽丝，就变成这样了！” “啊，”花生笑着说道。 “这就是铅笔和握笔画家的力量呀。 “什么的力量？”利奥一脸困惑地问道。 “哦，没什么。 花生小心地爬下梯子，身后拖着变成气球的内丽丝，开心地抱住了步道上的所有人。

Peanut, I think this is yours," said Leo, offering her the pencil. "No," she said. "You're Conté's true heir. It belongs to you. Peanut, I don't care about any ancient rules or inheritances. It's obvious to everybody that the pencil should stay with you. It's practically an extension of your body!" She paused for a second, then took it from her brother. "Well, if you're sure," she said, turning it slowly in her hands. "I must admit, it's nice to have it back. A small shower of colourful sparkles burst from the pencil's tip. "I think Little Tail is happy to be reunited with you too, said Rockwell, laughing.

“花生，我觉得这是你的东西，”利奥说着把铅笔递给她。 “不，”她说。 “你才是孔特真正的继承人。 它属于你。 花生，我才不在乎什么古老规则或者继承权。 所有人都看得出来，这支铅笔就该留在你身边。 它几乎就是你身体的一部分呀！” 她顿了一下，接着从哥哥手中接过了铅笔。 “好吧，如果你确定的话，”她一边说，一边在手里慢慢转动铅笔。 “我得承认，拿回它的感觉真好。 铅笔笔尖迸出了一串亮晶晶的彩色小火花。 洛克威尔笑着说：“我觉得小尾巴也很高兴能和你重聚呢。