Ivan Tsarevich & the Grey Wolf Page #2

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because no one plays

with matches or smokes in bed.

But there was a king--emperor

who liked to have parades

and have them three times a day.

Personally!

King-Emperor!

Why do you,

by God, act as a child?

- Go march and serve!

- I'd rather go extinguish fires.

- Who will serve?

- Who will extinguish?

- But who will serve?

- But who will extinguish?

And so it was every day. And the

king-emperor got really tired of this.

Then out of the kingdom!

I'm leaving.

And this is how Ivan got

into our Far Away Kingdom.

- You could say accidentally.

- Except I'm going in the morning.

Right, why go at night?

In the morning he will go there.

Who's there?

Let's face it:

The king had a bad night.

That's why Ivan did as promised

with the first cock hitting the road.

Perhaps it's for the better.

I have long wanted to see how

people live in other countries.

At least in the Kingdom of Far Far Away.

Wow, that's what the

world looks like.

I keep slipping.

For the fifth time today.

Young man, right or left?

- Meaning?

- Well, do you want a song, a story?

To see the future, or get your love back?

I can cast a spell, I can host

weddings, anniversaries...

- Thanks, no.

A souvenir matryoshki,

a hat, a time keeper?

You got a fognozzle?

Come back in a week.

Get me the first minister!

And get me the wolf!

Are you?

- Tell me!

- What is there to tell the king?

How's it going,

how you feel, how was your night!

It went okay.

Really? And in the morning you did not hear this

down the hall?

And then... creak!

No!

- What about you?

- I slept.

Really? How about this from the stove?

And how about this from the stove?

I did not hear that, Father King.

And then also on the stove...

- How, how?

- Well?

Oh, no. I surely would know,

if I had heard it. I don't have a stove.

- What about you?

- Me? No!

I just thought, what if you

heard exactly that last night.

It would be very funny.

So, I thought tonight

over your proposal.

It was quiet, nothing hindered me,

especially that...

And I decided. You're right!

I'm getting old, I need a successor.

- Where shall we look for him?

- Oh... King-Father!

We are loyal to you.

We would do anything!

For example, if you said:

Marry Vasilisa!

What would I do? I would marry her!

I am a statesman, I must obey.

What does this have to do with being a statesman?

Eating state flan.

Grey, what do you say?

I would have called brave warriors, let

them compete, for example who can shoot farther.

Who can pole jump higher, and who can solve a riddle.

In short:
ciltius, altius, fortius.

That is, an olympian.

A winner will marry Vasilisa.

Yes, you have a head on your shoulders.

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