Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第263/327页)

mentRichard’sahiheirpursuitandaffordedthetwootherbarbarianwarriorstheopportunitytoslipaway.Thetwofriendstinuedrunningafterthembutunfamiliarwiththepacetheystoppedshortwhehinnumerabledoorsandcorridorsthattwistedandturned.Onguardagainstsurpriseattacks,thesearchproceededslowlyawobarbarianwarriotawayuheirveryeyes.Relutly,theygaveupthechaseaurheupstairsveranda.TheysawthatRichardwassteppingonthechestofthecapturednativewhowaslyingontheground.Inhishandwasthecurvedkbeloohiscaptiveandhewasquestioninghimfiercely.Thenativewasgesturingandbabblinginhisnativetongue,whieofthemuood.Nowwhat?Uocrossthenguagebarrier,thefrieumpedanddidnotknowwhattodo.Big-OlookedatMr.Kaffeeinquiringly.

    “Theseguysmusthaveslippedupstairswhilewewereengrossedwiththedredgingofthegoldpace”hesaid.“Itwastoocarelessofus…Wethoughtthiswasthehighestflooranddidn’tknowtherewasanatticaboveus…”

    “No,”repliedMr.Kaffee.“Theymusthavebeenhidingthereiicbeforewecame.Ourpresenceprevehemfromleaving.Theymusthavehadsomethingtheyhadtodoorsomewheretheyobe,sotheyhadtojumpouteventhoughwewerehereanddidobeleavinganytimesooooktheceofbeingcaptured,butthoughtitworththerisk…”

    “Really?Sothereisanatticupthere.Iwonderwhatitwasusedfor…”saidBig-Oandmadeasiftogoupthenarrowstairsandiigate.

    “Noneed”saidMr.Kaffee.“Iwasjustupthere.IguessitwasusedtostorethemaintreasuresoftheKingdomofDreams:themagicswordandthemagicbowandarrows.Buttheyaregonenowandwhatisleftareoystalls…Thisisanoughingmatter.Somethingterriblyseriousmaybeafoot.”Richardalsobecameworriedandsteppedhardonthebarbarianwarriorunderhisfootuntilthemanwasyelpinginpain.Richardwavedthecurvedkhimandsaid,

    “Talk!Whydidyoustealthemagiifeandbowandarrows?Ifyouwon’ttalkIwillcutyourheadoffwiththisknife.”Sayingso,hegavethekoJamazandmadeagestureasifshootingabowandarrow.Thenativeseemedtoprehendandbeganbabblinghysterically.HepoioMedusawhowashintheskiesandmotiohhishandsasifshootingfromabowandarrodusaingherhugewings,tryingtokeepthegoldpabance.Cyclopswasusingtheremainderofhistremendousstrengthandushingthepacetoshore.WhiteFairygedintoawispofsmokeandflewaroundhimgivinghimdiressaying,

    “Slowdown…Pushwhenyougetthecorregle…Right,right…No,notoomuchtotheleft,pleasegoabout5degreestowardstheright…That’sright,justkeeponthisillsoohegoldpaitsinalspot…Yes,that’stherightdire,justkeeponpushingthatway…”

    “What?”excimedRichardturningpalewithfright.“YouguysaregoingtoshootMedusa?Thenwhatareyougoingtousethemagicswordfor?”Thebarbarianwarriorusedhishandtomaketheshapeofahornoopofhisheadandthenmadeacirclewithhishandsahemonhisforeheadtoindicateahugeeye.Thenhemadeacuttingmotionwithhishand.“YoingtobeheadCyclops,too?”Angrybeyondtrol,RichardgrabbedtheknifefromJamazandsaid,“Well,youpeoplearereallyanastypieceofSh1T!Whydon’tIjustkillyhthere?”Raisingtheswordhewasabouttostrikedowhebarbarianwarriorscaredoutofhiswitsbeganstutteringnervouslythewords“m-m-m-Medusa…..hiteFairy…”Mr.KaffeequicklystoppedRichardsaying,

    “Justamoment,Richard.HeseemstoknowMedusaandWhiteFairyandwanttotellthemsomethia