The Man from the Future (continued . . .)




It was at that moment that the Emperor Trigo entered the council room. What’s all the excitement, General ? This madman, Imperial Majesty, is babbling about a Caton attack. We are just going to have him thrown out. The Trigan Bay bridge, vital link between the capital and the sprawling frontiers of the wide empire. It was sunset. They came in low over the water—A FORCE OF SPEEDY CATON BOMBING CRAFT. Anti-air batteries on the bridge went into action immediately. Open rapid fire ! Then the first projectiles began to fall.

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 692 on 19 April 1975.

 

The Man from the Future (continued . . .)




Rent by an internal explosion following a fire in the engine room, the great vessel rolled over and was soon plunging to the ocean bed.
And now, in a lighter vein . . . the holder of the lucky ticket in the current Imperial Lottery draw. We take you over to the Imperial Lottery headquarters, to see the lucky winner. Before the envious gaze of millions, the red- headed individual became a multi-millionaire. Toth Zandu, I have pleasure in presenting you with a bank draft for two million thullars and twenty-five thousand zersts. I thank you. One viewer was more than envious, he was FURIOUS ! It’s him ! The fellow who bought my ticket off me for five thousand zersts ! And the ticket’s won ! You threw away a fortune, you fool ! How was I to know it was going to win ? Come to think of it, how did he know ?

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 691 on 12 April 1975.

 

The Elixir of Youth (continued . . .)




That morning, Mallo went to the Trigan City amphitheatre to watch two exponents of the ancient Vorg art of sword-fighting. Defend yourself, Luccus ! Strike at him, Kella ! Coaching them was Crillus, the greatest living professional sword-fighter. Enough ! You have lost the bout, Luccus ! In the bad old days, you would now be despatched ! Turning, the old warrior saw the newcomer. Its young Mallo, winner of the wrestling crown. Come to see me teaching what I can no longer practise, eh, lad ? You could still do it, Crillus ! You could still defeat every swordsman who came before you . . . . . . But it would cost you money ! . . . Big money ! Just what are you driving at ? You heard that Narrod broke the all-time air race-craft record yesterday ? Yes ! A man my own age ! I could scarcely believe my ears ! What of it ? Mallo explained . . . Are you trying to tell me that all I have to do is drink this green liquid and—like Narrod—I shall be young again ? Yes ! Don’t take my word for it. Take it home and try it ! The going price is a million thullars—the same as I charged Narrod !

This installment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 650 on 29 June 1974.