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"
There
won
’
t
be
any
dragon
!
We
won
’
t
need
it
.
Look
,
"
said
the
Supreme
Grand
Master
,
"
it
’
s
quite
simple
.
The
lad
will
have
a
marvellous
sword
.
Everyone
knows
kings
have
marvellous
swords
-
"
"
This
’
d
be
the
marvellous
sword
you
’
ve
been
telling
us
about
,
would
it
?
"
said
Brother
Plasterer
.
"
And
when
it
touches
the
dragon
,
"
said
the
Supreme
Grand
Master
,
"
it
’
ll
be
.
.
.
foom
!
"
"
Yeah
,
they
do
that
,
"
said
Brother
Doorkeeper
.
"
My
uncle
kicked
a
swamp
dragon
once
.
He
found
it
eating
his
pumpkins
.
Damn
thing
nearly
took
his
leg
off
.
"
The
Supreme
Grand
Master
sighed
.
A
few
more
hours
,
yes
,
and
then
no
more
of
this
.
The
only
thing
he
hadn
’
t
decided
was
whether
to
let
them
alone
-
who
’
d
believe
them
,
after
all
?
-
or
send
the
Guard
to
arrest
them
for
being
terminally
stupid
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
patiently
,
"
I
mean
the
dragon
will
vanish
.
We
’
ll
have
sent
it
back
.
End
of
dragon
.
"
"
Won
’
t
people
be
a
bit
suspicious
?
"
said
Brother
Plasterer
.
"
Won
’
t
they
expect
lumps
of
dragon
all
over
the
place
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
the
Supreme
Grand
Master
triumphantly
,
"
because
one
touch
from
the
Sword
of
Truth
and
Justice
will
totally
destroy
the
Spawn
of
Evil
!
"
The
Brethren
stared
at
him
.
