Red And Black Les Mis Movie の小説・ストーリー

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Ilya stands there with a woman tied up and slung over his shoulder like a sack of flour. “Come down here and fight me! I will wipe the floor with your ass, you oversized broomstick!” Ilya drops her on the floor like she weighs nothing. She glares murder at him… then turns and sees Red. Everything in her shifts — her anger melts instantly into fear. “Reddy?” Her voice cracks. She yanks violently at her restraints. “Let me go! Let me go to her right now! Please!” Ilya looks to me. I nod.

Ritaline held an umbrella in her right hand, and held the other arms round that of Collins, holding on one other, like a couple, as the rest pirates watched leave jealously. There were eight mugs lying on the table, where Captain Casablanca, Thomas and Zealot. Thomas and Zealot was both drunk, talking sluggishly, but Captain Casablanca remained cautioned. ‘Are you drunk, Zealot?’ Thomas asked. “Me, hell no. I can’t be drunk.’ He belched. ‘There is a great wonder I am seeing in this room. Can you believe there is a star, here?’ He laughed. Thomas laughed, ‘What, a star in this room? No, no way. What I’m seeing is a moon.’ He staggered to his feet. ‘Captain, what do you think is that?’ He aske