Le jour des corneilles Page #3

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Ah!

Bah?

Do not be afraid. Come see me.

We can do like that too.

Goodbye, young man. See you tonight.

There once was a castle

whose towers were...

Don't turn so fast.

Good morning, my little Manon.

Can I come in?

My father is not here.

I got cakes.

Wait, Mrs. Ronce.

You like squashes, as I can see.

Tell me, Manon.

Is your father afraid?

Afraid of what?

He knows that

the ogre takes away young girls

to lock them in his damned forest.

And what does he do them after?

You want to end like that, do you?

Oh, no.

You want to end up like that, darling.

You will tell your sweet daddy, huh?

Tell him to get rid of him

before it is too late.

Leave me alone. Tell him yourself.

We don't care about your stories.

You will care more when you have eaten you

like his poor mother.

Hop, finished, no more Manon!

What's wrong with him?

Do you think he will spare you?

The ogre does not recognize

his own children.

He hates you.

You, like the others!

- Are you okay?

Don't worry, she's crazy.

Listen, ogres don't even exist

She should look at herself.

Did you see her head?

It's her who looks like a witch.

Is it possible that he hates me?

Of course not, what are you talking about?

Are you sure?

Yes, all fathers love their children.

Oh!

Are your cakes any good?

You want more?

There, there you go!

These dirty cakes, hop!

Does she still impress you, that old hag?

Here, this is for you.

How do you do it?

No, stop.

Not the poor bird.

Oh!

Hey, hey?

- Soldiers.

- What are they doing?

- Don't you see?

They shoot birds.

Birds are good to eat.

They don't even eat them.

This is just for fun.

Oh, Manon. Look!

Yes, sir!

At the school.

Well, the hospital.

God knows what he will do to the wounded.

Wait, restart calmly.

I'm so afraid, sir.

Protect us.

You're the only one who can.

Oh, I beg you.

Protect us!

- What is it?

- Oh, no!

Stop. He will jump on us.

- Alert!

This is from the reserve.

Come on, guys!

Charge!

Mrs. Ronce has lost her mind.

Maybe.

But the attack on us, who was it?

Such a provocation!

And to neutralize one of our dogs,

that's not for everyone.

- It's not him.

He hasn't left his bed.

He did not even regain consciousness.

Yes.

Indeed.

- Look, sergeant.

Your fellow doesn't look too comfortable.

The little lady's description

did not seem too exaggerated.

Listen, uh...

I know what you're thinking, doctor.

If we eliminated all those

who looked sinister,

there wouldn't be much people left.

Well then, I won't bother you any longer.

Watch the woodsman anyway.

I do not want trouble.

Understood?

And no mess.

Do not worry, sergeant.

It's arranged.

All is well.

Did you hear?

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