Category: Trigan City Harbour

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The Wish-Fulfiller

















	














The second year of Venni went down in the annals of the Trigan Empire as the year of revolutions. It began with a terrible riot in the City.

Give us food!

Down with the tyrant!

The Imperial Palace was burnt to the ground by the mob, and Trigo and his family barely escaped with their lives.

Shortly after came the great naval mutiny. The men of the great ocean fleet eliminated their officers . . .

. . . And then bombarded Trigan City itself.

. . . Till the mighty ships were silenced by the loyal Air Fleet.

The Emperor’s own nephew Janno took part in the punitive raid.

I never thought I would ever be called upon to wage war upon my fellow-Trigans!
























	














While the fighting still raged, the Emperor called an emergency meeting of the Imperial Council.

Gentlemen! The Empire is falling apart! Why? Why? What has happened to cause this? What is wrong with us?

Peric, the wisest man on Elekton, answered his Emperor.

Majesty! I should have foreseen these events, for I have observed a gradual deterioration in our national life during the last few lunar months . . .

Food production has gone down by thirty per-cent—hence the food riots. Exports have fallen by sixty per-cent and industrial output by twenty-five per-cent. I have come to the conclusion that a large proportion of our population have ceased to do any real work!

Peric had a solution.

I suggest the appointment of Yarri Zemph as Minister of Finance and Trade. He is the finest economist in the Empire. With his guiding hand, we will return to prosperity and peace.

Yarri Zemph was given the job. In the days that followed, he worked long hours at his Ministry.

Good evening, Minister.

Good evening, driver. Take me straight home, please.

Hidden eyes watched his progress.

Subject leaving the Ministry now . . . proceeding in the direction of his residence . . .

Yarri Zemph arrived home.

I have work to do in my study. See that I am not disturbed.

And there . . . it happened!

Uuuuugh . . .

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 541 on 27 May 1972.

 
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The Masked Raiders

















	

















	

















	

















	
















	
	In the fourth lunar month of the year of Yedd, the “Princess of Vorg”, largest ocean-going
	liner ever, was launched in Trigan City harbour by Salvia, daughter of Elekton’s top scientist.

	
	
	
	
	I name this vessel “Princess of
	Vorg” ! May she voyage the
	oceans of this planet in
	safety and tranquillity.

	
	As the massive hull glided down the vast slipway,
	the Emperor Trigo made a gracious presentation
	to the girl who had performed the ceremony.

	
	
	
	
	Salvia, I
	should like
	you to accept
	this small
	memento of
	the occasion.

	
	
	
	
	Your Imperial
	Majesty is
	too kind.

	
	Later that year, all Trigan City turned out to see the “Princess
	of Vorg” gliding from the harbour on her maiden voyage.

	
	
	
	
	This is the Imperial News Service bringing
	you, live from Trigan City, this unforgettable
	spectacle. Passengers aboard the liner on
	this, her maiden voyage, include his Imperial
	Majesty, the Lord Janno, Peric and his
	daughter Salvia . . .

	
	Swiftly, the great liner spanned the ocean, past the forbidding
	peaks of the untrodden ice continent.

	
	Within the vast hull, safe from the killing winds, the great ballroom resounded to the music of the dance.

	
	
	
	
	Enjoying
	the voyage,
	Salvia ?

	
	
	
	
	Yes, Janno.
	And you ?

	
	But disaster threatened ! The liner’s
	helmsman was the first to suffer . . .

This installment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 506 on 25 September 1971.