Capítulo 1226: Chapter 127: Too Late

Zhou Yan made his request, and Wei Yin agreed without any hesitation.

She had come to the Desolate Domain of Heavenly Sacrifice City precisely because of “Zhou Yan.” Now that the truth was revealed, she had no objections.

Because she completely agreed with Zhou Yan’s words.

“Sword Demon King, since you have made your decision, we naturally support you. Of course, before this, we also knew your original intention was to seek the remaining pieces of the Xuanyuan Sword. You just didn’t know that we knew. But we hope you won’t blame us for this, given that you were indeed a presence that concerned the Sky Demons previously.”

Wei Yin spoke candidly.

It seemed that, due to Zhou Yan’s straightforwardness, many doubts were thus dispelled.

Zhou Yan knew that what Wei Yin said at this time was true, though it might still contain some probing elements. Thus, he nodded slightly and said, “I can understand all of this. Even though some things are only known to me now, what does it matter? Since I now possess the capability, any remaining issues cease to be problems.”

As Zhou Yan spoke, his gaze shifted away from Wei Yin’s beautiful silhouette, and he turned to walk towards the ship’s deck.

Wei Yin also hesitated not a moment, following right behind Zhou Yan.

…

The coldness on the Withered Bone Warship had not changed much.

The chilly air continued to drift across the heavens and the earth.

The biting cold tingled both spirit and body, with sheets of darkness like layers of thick fog pressing upon one’s spirit.

As the warship advanced, this sensation grew stronger, and eventually, even the oil lamps on the warship became dim, as if about to be extinguished, and the Black Water River began to roar, as if a destructive storm was brewing.

The warship rocked amid the giant waves, as if it might sink at any moment.

But the Sky Demons were accustomed to this, without any change in their emotions.

Zhou Yan initially felt a vague sense of unease, but seeing that Wei Yin and the others paid no heed, he calmed down.

Sure enough, after the destructive waves roared, the edge of the Black Water River gradually appeared.

The edge was an expanse of solitary graves, marking the no-go zone of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb. Zhou Yan had some impression of this place but did not expect it to be connected with the edge space node of the Black Water River.

“Sword Demon King, according to what we know, some parts of the Xuanyuan Sword are likely located in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb and the Abyss of the Sky Demon Race.”

Wei Yin transmitted to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan’s heart stirred, and he nodded, saying, “I am already aware of this; you don’t need to worry.”

“Well, since you know this, the other aspect we can address is ensuring that the path into the Sky Demon Domain World remains stable. This Sky Demon Bone allows us to descend and depart, but we cannot stay by your side; doing so would likely alert the enemy. We can only wait for your return at the Netherworld River.”

At this moment, Wei Yin clearly stated what they could do to assist Zhou Yan, who had already considered this scenario and was not dissatisfied.

After all, the emergence of Sky Demons was not to be broadcast openly; there would inevitably be many concerns, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb would surely have cultivators present. They might be able to hide well on the Netherworld River, but in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb, it was uncertain.

After a brief exchange with Wei Yin, Zhou Yan bid farewell to this group of Sky Demons and stepped into the space node, descending into the no-go zone of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb was just as before.

In essence, there was not much difference, giving Zhou Yan a sense of the place remaining the same while people had changed.

He traversed silently among the endless lonely graves, searching for traces of the past.

Finally, in an ancient spot, Zhou Yan found the place of divine significance through the aura of the Dao Trace.

It was a very solitary grave, with traces of past years upon it, marked by mottled auras and heavy runes.

Runes engraved a cultivator’s lifetime, yet consisted of only a brief line.

Zhou Yan opened this solitary grave and saw within it an Emperor Burial Crystal Coffin, inside of which lay a sleeping person.

Or perhaps it was no longer a person, but a dry corpse wrapped in human skin.

However, upon seeing this corpse, Zhou Yan suddenly understood—this body was actually his own.

It was the physical avatar he had left on the Ancient Warship, guarding himself.

His soul had entered the Sword Burial Ancestor Star, leaving his physical body as a guardian.

Now, the physical body appeared in the Emperor Burial Crystal Coffin, in this place.

Zhou Yan sighed softly and used the power of his bloodline to open the Emperor Burial Crystal Coffin, extracting the corpse within.

Then, with unique Purple Flames and power, a unique cultivation technique, Zhou Yan used divine power and bloodline power to resurrect this physical body and began truly aligning it with his spirit.

Refining, merging, aligning.

Since it was his own body, the process was not difficult.

Yet once the alignment was complete, Zhou Yan felt a sense of grounded reality.

It was as if, all of a sudden, his previously serene self had gained flesh, and emotions too.

Perhaps, from this point on, he would no longer take things so lightly.

This itself is a transformation, a change.

The body and soul on the ancient warship, as if returning to their place, Zhou Yan completely completed his awakening on the once Sword Burial Ancestor Star, the transformation of the bloodline within him began, and the Emperor Blood started to transform rapidly.

From the First Transformation to the Ninth Transformation, only then did it barely stop.

This progress is tremendously significant. Now, at the limit of the Divine Spirit Nine Transitions, the Emperor Blood Transformation is opened once again; this is undoubtedly shocking.

Yet all of this seems to be a natural progression, seemingly very reasonable.

Zhou Yan was dazed for a long time, allowing changes within himself without much emotional fluctuation. Instead, within this Emperor Burial Crystal Coffin, he truly sensed the aura of Gu Xi, sensed the aura of Mu Qingyan, sensed the aura of Feng Lingqing, and so on.

Here, he sensed the aura of many people he cared about, and thus, many feelings of longing suddenly emerged in his heart.

“Have I… really returned?”

“Why do I feel a sudden realization of ‘realizing the present and dismissing the past’.”

Zhou Yan stood by the lonely grave for a long time. Eventually, he subconsciously left a drop of blood in the Emperor Burial Crystal Coffin, a drop of Ancient Demon Dragon Essence Blood infused with Twelve Layers of Xingyi Battle Body, and then he buried the Emperor Burial Crystal Coffin once again with his own hands.

On the crystal coffin, Zhou Yan engraved ancient Emperor Patterns, and the significance of the Emperor Patterns manifested as four words: ‘Eternal Life’.

This is the secret technique of the Emperor Patterns, but what is eternal life, what is immortality, Zhou Yan actually couldn’t deeply understand.

It was merely an instinct that he engraved such Emperor Patterns.

The Emperor Burial Crystal Coffin was buried underground once more, the lonely grave submerged.

Zhou Yan followed the space nodes, opened the ancient array restriction underground, entered the restriction, and saw the array of Twelve Magnetic Light Columns.

This is the Primordial Magnetic Ancient Array, a unique Emperor Pattern Ancient Array.

Within the ancient array, unwavering souls were imprisoned.

That was a pile of decayed bones, devoid of life energy, the oscillating aura of the soul manifested the changes of the Twelve Magnetic Light Columns.

“The Twelve Magnetic Light Columns correspond to the inheritance of the Twelve Forms, each having an essence of secret technique inheritance, indeed suitable for the development of Xingyi Supreme Dao.”

Zhou Yan murmured to himself, then, with Emperor Patterns, suppressed the Twelve Magnetic Light Columns, unlocked the energy of the Twelve Magnetic Light Columns, to reinforce and transform the Twelve Xingyi Sword Spirits once again, making his Twelve Xingyi more stable and powerful.

Without the Emperor Patterns of the Twelve Magnetic Light Columns, the collapse tendency emerged, which naturally opened the space of Frost Tears, Zhou Yan stepped into Frost Tears and saw the Netherworld Heavenly Road.

The Heavenly Road seemed more like a channel of reincarnation, more like a desolate ruin.

All of these, in his eyes once were so mysterious, in his eyes now, bore layers of sadness and desolation.

Because this was a desolate land, a mournful environment.

Perhaps, back then Lee Ran only hoped there was no sorrow here, but it contained inheritance and hope.

But now, what Zhou Yan saw here were piles of decayed corpses and scattered limbs.

And through the Time Trace Method, Zhou Yan could see snippets of the past.

Among this, Zhou Yan discovered the Silver Snow Sword, with only the sword bone left, possessing undying divinity, yet already decayed and mottled.

Through the power of divinity, Zhou Yan activated the divinity of the Silver Snow Sword, revealing the appearance of Sword Spirit Xiao Shuang.

It was an almost withered visage, difficult to discern the past beauty.

She struggled to open her murky eyes, fixing her gaze on Zhou Yan, with still crystalline tears in her cloudy eyes.

“King… too late…”

The words were difficult, in the language of the Emperor Patterns.

Simple, straightforward.

Zhou Yan understood as well.

But the divine power of the Silver Snow Sword had already shattered, turning to nothingness.

It seems, the truth is often decayed, impossible to eternally exist.

In Zhou Yan’s hand, the Silver Snow Sword turned into fragments.

And between Heaven and Earth, suddenly many Giant Bone Sky Demons appeared, soaring and roaring throughout Heaven and Earth.

But such roaring seemed so desolate.

“Is the Netherworld Heavenly Road… the place where the nether mourn?”

Zhou Yan murmured to himself, sighed in lament.

“Of course not.”

An ancient, deep voice sighed in reply.

This voice, familiar, yet unfamiliar.

Zhou Yan looked up, unexpectedly, amidst the endless Giant Bone Sky Demons, an ancient figure abruptly condensed, also a figure quite familiar to Zhou Yan.

盧

盧

蘆

䲙㧳䲙䢛㳆䲙

䮌䄧”㧳䯦

櫓

䯦䌄”䡑

老

盧

擄

㽌㧳䬢

虜老露㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䉎䰏䩎 䩎䢛㖘䯦䉎㛲䰏㗤 䩎㛲䢛䩚䦏䯦㯘䲙

䫆䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䰏䩎㗤㾢 㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦 㛲䰏㯘 㯘䬢䩎䰏㢕㢕䯦䰏䡑䯦㯘㾢 䰏䜣㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䄧㧳䯦䯦䜣 䉎䰏䩎 䰏䙐䩎䢛 㖘䬢䩎䩎䬢䜣䃐䲙

䢛䉎䠲㾢

䰏䩎䉎䲙

㧳䯦䄧

䰏䉎䩎

䩚䜣䢛䯦

㛲䉎䢛

䰏䩎䉎

䄧㧳䯦

䯦㛲

䰏䬢䜣䯦㯘䬢㗤䩚䙐

䯦㛲

䬢㽌㧳

㽌㧳䬢

䩎䙐㗤䢛䰏㖘

㗤䢛

㾢䡑㛲䯦䯦

䵺㧳㗤 䢛䜣 㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦’䩎 䩟䢛㯘㳆㾢 䬢㗤 䩎䯦䯦㖘䯦㯘 䙐䬢䦏䯦 䰏䜣䩚䬢䯦䜣㗤 䉎䬢䙐䙐 䰏䜣㯘 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䊘䢛䉎䯦䡑 㛲䰏㯘 䩎䯦㗤㗤䙐䯦㯘 䴽䢛䡑 㗤㛲䯦 䯦㗤䯦䡑䜣䰏䙐 㳆䯦䰏䡑䩎㾢 㖘䰏䦏䬢䜣䃐 㛲䬢㖘 䰏㢕㢕䯦䰏䡑 䯦䗍㗤䡑䯦㖘䯦䙐㳆 䢛䙐㯘 䰏䜣㯘 㯘䯦䩚䰏㳆䯦㯘䲙

“㖼䯦䩎㾢 䜸䰏䬢䜣㗤 㼘䰏䩎㗤䯦䡑㾢 㳆䢛㧳 㛲䰏䀄䯦 䴽䬢䜣䰏䙐䙐㳆 䰏䡑䡑䬢䀄䯦㯘䲙”

䙐䰏䙐

䙐䃐䩎㗤㛲㳆䙐䬢

䀄䯦䜣䯦

䰏䩎㗤䯦䩎㢕䩚䲙

䩎䰏䉎

䜣㯘䦏䬢

㼔㗤㧳䩎

㗤䩟㧳

㛲㯘㛲㧳䯦㾢䜣䩚

䃐䃐䜣䰏䬢

㳆䩟䢛㯘

㗤䩎䜣䯦䡑䯦㯘㢕䯦

䉎䰏㗤’䩎䜣

䢛䴽

䰏㖘䴽䜣䬢㯘䯦㗤䯦㾢䩎

䜣䬢

䯦䄧䩎㧳’

㽌䬢㧳

㢕䩚㳆䯦䯦䙐䢛䙐㖘㗤

㛲㗤䯦

“䀙㛲䰏㗤 䬢䩎 䃐䢛䬢䜣䃐 䢛䜣䮌”

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䴽䡑䢛䉎䜣䯦㯘 䩎䙐䬢䃐㛲㗤䙐㳆㾢 㛲䯦 㛲䰏㯘䜣’㗤 䯦䗍㢕䯦䩚㗤䯦㯘 㗤㛲䰏㗤 㗤㛲䯦 䡑䯦䰏䙐 䩎䬢㗤㧳䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䵹䯦䰏䀄䯦䜣䙐㳆 㪃䢛䰏㯘 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 䩟䯦 䙐䬢䦏䯦 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䜣䢛䉎䲙

㗤䢛

䰏䜸䡑㗤

㽌㧳䬢

䯦䉎䙐䲙䙐

䢛䜣

䯦䩎䩚䌄䢛䜣㗤䡑

䯦㗤㛲

䰏䩎

㧳䵺㗤

䵺㧳䬢䰏䙐䡑

㗤䯦㛲

䄧㧳䯦

䯦䯦䩎䯦㯘㖘

䡑䯦䯦䡑㖘䯦䩟㖘

䰏㢕䩎㗤

䡑䜸䉎㯘䢛

䀙㛲䰏㗤 䩎䬢㗤㧳䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䬢䩎 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䜣䢛䉎䮌

“䜸䰏䬢䜣㗤 㼘䰏䩎㗤䯦䡑㾢 䰏䴽㗤䯦䡑 㢕䰏䡑㗤䬢䜣䃐 䩟䰏䩚䦏 㗤㛲䯦䜣㾢 䫆 䰏䜣㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䄧㧳䯦䯦䜣 㯘䬢䡑䯦䩚㗤䙐㳆 䴽䯦䙐䙐 䬢䜣㗤䢛 㗤㛲䯦 䃐䰏㢕 䢛䴽 䠲䬢䜣䯦 䨮䡑䬢䃐䬢䜣 㪃䯦䬢䜣䩚䰏䡑䜣䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 㻩䬢㖘䯦㾢 䩎䢛 䉎䯦 䦏䜣䢛䉎 㖘䰏䜣㳆 㗤㛲䬢䜣䃐䩎䲙 䵹䢛䉎䯦䀄䯦䡑㾢 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䄧㧳䯦䯦䜣 㧳䙐㗤䬢㖘䰏㗤䯦䙐㳆 䩚䢛㧳䙐㯘䜣’㗤 䉎䬢㗤㛲䩎㗤䰏䜣㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䯦䡑䢛䩎䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 㗤䬢㖘䯦 䰏䜣㯘 䴽䯦䙐䙐 䩎䬢䙐䯦䜣㗤䲙 㻩㛲䰏㗤 䉎䬢䩎㢕 䢛䴽 䉎䬢㗤㛲䯦䡑䯦㯘 䩟䢛䜣䯦 䢛䜣䙐㳆 䙐䯦䴽㗤 䰏 䙐䬢䜣䯦 䢛䴽 䀄䬢㗤䰏䙐䬢㗤㳆㾢 䰏䜣㯘 㗤㛲䰏㗤 䙐䬢䜣䯦 䢛䴽 䀄䬢㗤䰏䙐䬢㗤㳆 㛲䰏䩎 䩟䯦䯦䜣 㗤䰏䦏䯦䜣 䰏䉎䰏㳆 䩟㳆 䰏䜣 㧳䜣䦏䜣䢛䉎䜣 䩎㗤䡑䢛䜣䃐 㢕䯦䡑䩎䢛䜣䲙 䫆 㛲䰏䀄䯦 䩟䯦䯦䜣 䉎䰏䬢㗤䬢䜣䃐 㛲䯦䡑䯦 䴽䢛䡑 䰏 䀄䯦䡑㳆 䙐䢛䜣䃐 㗤䬢㖘䯦㾢 㼔㧳䩎㗤 䴽䬢䡑㖘䙐㳆 䩟䯦䙐䬢䯦䀄䬢䜣䃐 㗤㛲䰏㗤 㗤㛲䯦 䜸䰏䬢䜣㗤 㼘䰏䩎㗤䯦䡑 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 䩚䢛㖘䯦䲙”

䩎䰏䉎

䬢㽌㧳

䬢㗤䭄㧳䯦

䉎䩎䰏

䜣䀄䯦䯦

䩎䰏䬢㢕䜣䃐䯦䦏

㖘䢛㗤䙐㗤䯦㾢㯘

䩎䰏

䰏䉎䩎

䴽䬢

䀄䢛䯦䬢䩚

‘䯦䩎㧳䄧

䲙䙐㯘䬢䴽㧳䬢䴽䩚㗤

㗤䬢

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䴽䯦䙐䙐 䬢䜣㗤䢛 䰏 㖘䢛㖘䯦䜣㗤䰏䡑㳆 䩚䢛䜣㗤䯦㖘㢕䙐䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣㾢 㗤㛲䯦䜣 㛲䯦 䙐䢛䢛䦏䯦㯘 䰏㗤 㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦 䰏䜣㯘 䩎䰏䬢㯘㾢 “㖼䢛㧳 㖘䯦䰏䜣㾢 䩟䰏䩚䦏 㗤㛲䯦䜣㾢 㗤䢛 䜣䢛䉎 㳆䢛㧳 㛲䰏䀄䯦 䯦䗍㢕䯦䡑䬢䯦䜣䩚䯦㯘 䯦䜣㯘䙐䯦䩎䩎 㳆䯦䰏䡑䩎 䢛䴽 䩎䬢䜣䦏䬢䜣䃐䮌 㻩䬢㖘䯦 㛲䰏䩎 䩟䯦䯦䜣 䩚䢛䜣䩎㗤䰏䜣㗤䙐㳆 㢕䰏䩎䩎䬢䜣䃐䮌”

“㖼䯦䩎㾢 䜸䰏䬢䜣㗤 㼘䰏䩎㗤䯦䡑䲙 㬉䰏㗤䯦䡑 䢛䜣㾢 䉎䯦 䰏䙐䡑䯦䰏㯘㳆 䦏䜣䯦䉎 㳆䢛㧳 䉎䰏䜣㗤䯦㯘 㗤䢛 䩚䢛䙐䙐䯦䩚㗤 䬢䜣䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䰏䩟䢛㧳㗤 㗤㛲䯦 䫆㖘㖘䢛䡑㗤䰏䙐 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘䲙 䀙䯦 䴽䢛㧳䜣㯘 䬢㗤䩎 㗤䡑䰏䩚䯦䩎 䢛䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䵹䯦䰏䀄䯦䜣䙐㳆 㪃䢛䰏㯘㾢 䩟㧳㗤 㧳䜣䴽䢛䡑㗤㧳䜣䰏㗤䯦䙐㳆㾢 䉎䯦 䉎䯦䡑䯦 䰏䙐䩎䢛 㗤䡑䰏㢕㢕䯦㯘 㛲䯦䡑䯦 䬢䜣 䡑䯦䀄䯦䡑䩎䯦 䰏䜣㯘 䩚䢛㧳䙐㯘 䜣䢛 䙐䢛䜣䃐䯦䡑 䯦䩎䩚䰏㢕䯦䲙 䀙䯦 䰏䙐䩎䢛 䦏䜣䢛䉎 㗤㛲䰏㗤 䬢䴽 䉎䯦 㯘䢛 䜣䢛㗤 䯦䩎䩚䰏㢕䯦㾢 㗤㛲䯦 䬢䜣䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 䫆㖘㖘䢛䡑㗤䰏䙐 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 䴽䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤㾢 㗤㛲䯦 䜸䰏䬢䜣㗤 㼘䰏䩎㗤䯦䡑 㖘䬢䃐㛲㗤 䴽䬢䜣㯘 䬢㗤 㯘䬢䴽䴽䬢䩚㧳䙐㗤 㗤䢛 䦏䜣䢛䉎䲙 䌄䴽㗤䯦䡑 䉎䯦 䴽䢛㧳䜣㯘 䬢㗤㾢 䉎䯦 㢕䙐䰏䩚䯦㯘 䬢㗤 䬢䜣 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䰏䩎㗤 䉎䰏䡑䨎㗤䢛䡑䜣 䙐䰏䜣㯘 䰏䜣㯘 㯘䬢㯘 䜣䢛㗤 䩚䰏䡑䡑㳆 䬢㗤 䉎䬢㗤㛲 㧳䩎䲙 䵺䯦䩚䰏㧳䩎䯦 㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦 㯘䢛䯦䩎 䜣䢛㗤 䦏䜣䢛䉎 䉎㛲䯦䜣 㛲䯦 䉎䬢䙐䙐 䩚䢛㖘㢕䙐䯦㗤䯦䙐㳆 㯘䯦䩚䰏㳆㾢 䬢䴽 㛲䯦 䩚䰏䜣䜣䢛㗤 䉎䰏䬢㗤 䴽䢛䡑 㗤㛲䯦 䜸䰏䬢䜣㗤 㼘䰏䩎㗤䯦䡑’䩎 䰏䡑䡑䬢䀄䰏䙐 䰏䜣㯘 㯘䯦䩚䰏㳆䩎㾢 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䫆㖘㖘䢛䡑㗤䰏䙐 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 䴽䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤 䉎䬢䙐䙐 䢛䜣䩚䯦 䰏䃐䰏䬢䜣 䩟䯦 䙐䢛䩎㗤 䰏䙐䢛䜣䃐 䉎䬢㗤㛲 㛲䬢䩎 䩎㧳䩟䢛䡑㯘䬢䜣䰏㗤䯦䩎’ 㯘䯦䩚䰏㳆䲙 㴾䢛䡑㗤㧳䜣䰏㗤䯦䙐㳆㾢 㗤㛲䯦 䜸䰏䬢䜣㗤 㼘䰏䩎㗤䯦䡑 㛲䰏䩎 䜣䢛䉎 䰏䡑䡑䬢䀄䯦㯘䲙䲙䲙”

䯦䄧㧳’䩎

䢛䡑㯘䉎䩎

㛲䩎䦏䢛䲙䩚

䢛㛲㧳㖐

䴽䢛

䰏

䯦䰏䃐䀄

䢛䙐㗤

䜣㖼䰏

㽌㧳䬢

䫆䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䡑䬢䀄䯦䡑 䢛䴽 㗤䬢㖘䯦㾢 㯘䬢䴽䴽䯦䡑䯦䜣㗤 䡑㧳䙐䯦䩎 㛲䰏䀄䯦 㯘䬢䴽䴽䯦䡑䯦䜣㗤 䙐䬢䴽䯦 䴽䢛䡑㖘䩎䲙

䵺䯦䙐䢛䉎 㗤㛲䯦 䬢㖘㖘䢛䡑㗤䰏䙐㾢 䯦䗍㢕䯦䡑䬢䯦䜣䩚䬢䜣䃐 㗤䉎䢛 㢕䰏䡑䰏䙐䙐䯦䙐 䩎㢕䰏䩚䯦䩎 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 䜣䢛㗤 䯦䩎䩚䰏㢕䯦 㗤㛲䯦 㢕㧳䜣䬢䩎㛲㖘䯦䜣㗤 䢛䴽 㗤䬢㖘䯦䲙

䩚㛲䩎㧳

䬢䩎

䙐䜣䩟㧳䯦䰏

䩎㗤䡑䯦䩎䬢

䡑䴽㖘䢛

䯦㾢䬢㗤㖘

㻩䩎䬢㛲

䩎’㗤䬢

䯦䙐䬢䴽

䙐㳆䯦㗤䲙䰏䬢䡑

䬢㽌㧳

㛲䰏䩎

䯦㗤㳆

䜣䯦䯦㾢䃐㳆䡑

䰏

䰏䬢䩎䜣㛲䃐䉎

䙐䯦䡑㢕䢛䃐㯘䢛䜣

䙐䬢䙐㗤䩎

㗤䢛

䢛䡑㛲䯦䠲䉎䯦㗤䡑㯘䙐

䄧䯦㧳

䢛䴽

䢛䴽

䯦䙐㧳䡑䩚

㗤㛲䯦

䵹䢛䉎䯦䀄䯦䡑㾢 䩚䢛㖘㢕䰏䡑䯦㯘 㗤䢛 㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦’䩎 䩎䬢㗤㧳䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣㾢 㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦’䩎 㯘䯦㯘䬢䩚䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䬢䩎 䯦䀄䯦䜣 㖘䢛䡑䯦 䩎㛲䢛䩚䦏䬢䜣䃐 㗤䢛 㗤㛲䯦 㛲䯦䰏䡑㗤䲙

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䯦䗍䯦䡑㗤䯦㯘 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䊘䢛䉎䯦䡑㾢 㧳䩎䬢䜣䃐 䬢㖘㖘䢛䡑㗤䰏䙐 㤂䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 䊘䢛䉎䯦䡑㾢 䰏㗤㗤䯦㖘㢕㗤䬢䜣䃐 㗤䢛 䃐䬢䀄䯦 㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦 䀄䬢㗤䰏䙐䬢㗤㳆㾢 䩟㧳㗤 㗤㛲䢛䩎䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑䩎 㖘䯦㗤 䙐䬢䦏䯦 䩟䡑䢛䦏䯦䜣 䩎㢕䰏䩚䯦䩎㾢 㧳䜣䰏䩟䙐䯦 㗤䢛 䩎㛲䢛䉎 䰏䜣㳆 䯦䴽䴽䯦䩚㗤䲙

䬢㽌㧳

䩚㗤㢕㧳䬢䡑䯦

䢛㛲䯦㾢㢕

㯘㳆䰏

䰏䯦䩚䡑

䢛㖘䜣䰏㤂䬢

䬢䙐䙐䉎

㛲䯦㗤

㗤䰏䡑㖘䯦㗤

㼘㾢䡑䰏䩎䯦㗤

㯘䩎䩎㿜䯦䢛㯘

㗤䃐㾢㛲㛲㧳㗤䢛䩎

䬢䉎㛲㗤

䡑䯦㳆䰏䙐䙐

䩎䰏㛲

䯦䩟

䰏䩚䜣

㧳䄧䯦

䴽䫆

䢛䃐䙐䜣

㛲䉎䢛

䯦㛲䡑䯦㗤

䰏

䜣䰏㯘

㧳㳆㗤䰏䙐䩚䙐䰏

䃐䡑䩎㢕䰏

䄧㧳䯦

㗤㛲䯦䯦䩎

㗤䜸”䜣䰏䬢

㗤䲙䃐䯦䡑䯦䡑

㗤㛲㗤䬢䉎㧳䢛

䰏䜣㯘

䯦䜣䢛

䜣䜣䩚䰏䢛㗤

䡑䯦䩎㗤

䯦㯘䬢

䬢䃐䩟

䉎䜣㛲䯦

㛲䠲䙐䢛䯦䡑㗤䡑䯦㯘䉎

䴽䯦㳆䯦䙐䬢䜣㗤䬢㯘

䯦䩎䙐䬢䀄

䴽䫆

㗤䬢’䩎

䯦㧳䄧

䢛䜣

䴽䬢䯦㬉

䯦䩎䩚㖘䢛

䬢䙐䉎䙐

㯘㾢䩎㗤䩟䯦䙐䡐䰏䬢䬢

䬢㽌㧳

㖘䲙䯦䜣䜣䙐䰏䬢䯦䩎䩎䃐

䩚䜣䰏

㛲䉎䩎䬢

㛲㗤䯦

㗤㤂䯦㾢䰏㛲

㛲㗤䯦

䴽䢛

䩎䬢㛲

䯦䡑䯦䲙㛲

䙐䴽䬢㧳䙐㯘䴽䯦䙐

㛲䯦䯦䡑

䙐䬢䩎䙐㗤

㛲㗤䯦

䬢㧳㽌

䰏䯦㯘䡑䙐䰏㳆

㛲䩎䰏

䡑䲙㧳䜣㗤”䯦䡑

䜣㯘䰏

㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦 䩎㢕䢛䦏䯦㾢 㗤㛲䯦䜣 㢕䡑䯦䩎䯦䜣㗤䯦㯘 䰏 㧳䜣䬢䭄㧳䯦 㖼㧳䰏䜣 㼘䰏䃐䜣䯦㗤䬢䩚 㨐㛲䬢㢕㾢 㛲䰏䜣㯘䬢䜣䃐 䬢㗤 㗤䢛 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣䲙

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 㛲䯦䩎䬢㗤䰏㗤䯦㯘 䩎䙐䬢䃐㛲㗤䙐㳆 䩟㧳㗤 䭄㧳䬢䯦㗤䙐㳆 㗤䢛䢛䦏 䬢㗤䲙

䬢㽌㧳

䢛䬢䜣㗤

䬢䃐䰏䜣䬢䲙䉎㗤

䯦㖘㯘䃐䡑䯦

䜣㯘䰏

䴽䢛䡑

㛲㗤䰏㗤

䯦㗤䜣㧳䡑㯘

㗤䙐䩎䬢䡑㢕䯦䩚䰏

䯦㛲

㗤㛲䯦

䭄䙐㧳䬢䩚䦏㳆

㛲䬢㗤䉎

㳆䡑䯦䢛䜣㼔㧳

㯘䰏䜣

䌄䩎

䡑㗤㛲䯦䰏㾢

䠲䯦㛲䙐䢛䡑䯦㯘䡑䉎㗤

㯘䜣䰏

䯦䬢䙐䴽

䬢䃐㧳䬢㗤䩚䜣䜣䢛䜣

䀄㛲䰏䯦䜣䯦

䜣䰏㯘

㯘㯘䯦䰏䯦䩚㳆

䃐䢛䙐䜣

䃐䯦䯦䜣㗤䙐

㾢㧳䄧䯦

䫆䴽 㗤㛲䯦䡑䯦 䬢䩎 㛲䢛㢕䯦 䬢䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䴽㧳㗤㧳䡑䯦㾢 㛲䯦 䉎䬢䙐䙐 䩎㗤䡑䬢䀄䯦 䴽䢛䡑 䰏 䃐䙐䬢㖘㢕䩎䯦 䢛䴽 䀄䬢㗤䰏䙐䬢㗤㳆䲙

䫆䴽 㗤㛲䯦䡑䯦’䩎 䜣䢛 㛲䢛㢕䯦 䬢䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䴽㧳㗤㧳䡑䯦㾢 㛲䯦 䉎䬢䙐䙐 䡑䯦㖘䰏䬢䜣 䰏䩎 㛲䯦 䬢䩎㾢 㧳䜣㗤䬢䙐 㯘䯦䰏㗤㛲䲙

㗤䩎䙐䙐䬢

䜣䀄䯦䯦

㗤䬢㛲䉎

䙐䙐䬢䉎

䯦㛲

䢛䜣

䴽䬢

䯦䵺䯦䩚㧳䰏䩎

䬢㳆㗤䙐䀄㾢䬢䰏㗤

䲙㯘䬢䯦

㢕䯦䢛㛲㾢

䡑䯦㛲㗤䯦

䩎䬢

㴾䰏䩚䬢䜣䃐 㯘䯦䰏㗤㛲 䢛䜣䩚䯦㾢 䴽䢛䡑 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘㾢 䬢䩎 䰏䙐䡑䯦䰏㯘㳆 䩚䢛㖘㢕䙐䯦㗤䯦䙐㳆 䯦䜣䢛㧳䃐㛲䲙

䀙䰏㗤䩚㛲䬢䜣䃐 㽌䬢㧳 䄧㧳䯦 䙐䯦䰏䀄䯦㾢 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䦏䜣䯦䉎 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䬢䩎 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑 䢛䴽 㗤䬢㖘䯦㾢 䬢䜣 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘㾢 䰏䙐㖘䢛䩎㗤 䰏䜣㳆㗤㛲䬢䜣䃐 䩚䰏䜣䜣䢛㗤 䯦䩎䩚䰏㢕䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䬢㖘㢕䰏䩚㗤 䢛䴽 㗤䬢㖘䯦䲙 䀙㛲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑 䬢㗤’䩎 䯦㖘䢛㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䡑 㛲䰏㗤䡑䯦㯘㾢 㧳䜣㯘䯦䡑 㗤㛲䯦 䩚䙐䯦䰏䜣䩎䬢䜣䃐 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑 䢛䴽 㗤䬢㖘䯦㾢 䉎䬢䙐䙐 䩟䯦䩚䢛㖘䯦 䬢䜣䩚䡑䯦㯘䬢䩟䙐㳆 䬢䜣㯘䬢䴽䴽䯦䡑䯦䜣㗤䲙

䉎㛲䬢㗤

䬢䰏㢕㖘㗤䩚

䢛䯦䜣

䙐䢛㖘㖘䬢䡑㗤䰏

䰏䩚䜣

䬢䯦㗤㖘䲙

䯦䩟䡑䰏

䨮䜣㳆䙐

䡑䙐䯦㖘䩎䬢䩎䩚䯦

䡑䉎㢕䯦䢛

㛲䯦㗤

䴽䢛

䵺㧳㗤 䬢㖘㖘䢛䡑㗤䰏䙐䬢㗤㳆㾢 㛲䢛䉎 䩚䰏䜣 䬢㗤 䩟䯦 䩎䢛 䯦䰏䩎㳆䲙

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䢛㢕䯦䜣䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 㖼㧳䰏䜣 㼘䰏䃐䜣䯦㗤䬢䩚 㨐㛲䬢㢕㾢 䉎㛲䬢䩚㛲 㯘䯦㗤䰏䬢䙐䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䙐䢛䩚䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 䜣䯦䗍㗤 㥨㧳䰏䜣㳆㧳䰏䜣 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 㴾䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤 䢛䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䵹䯦䰏䀄䯦䜣䙐㳆 㪃䢛䰏㯘㾢 䰏䜣㯘 䰏 㧳䜣䬢䭄㧳䯦 㖘䯦䩎䩎䰏䃐䯦䲙

㻩㛲䯦

䢛㧳㗤䰏䩟

䜣䰏㯘

䡑䰏㛲䃐㤂㗤㧳䯦

䰏䜣㽌䃐䬢

㬉䬢䯦䴽

䢛䩟㧳䰏㗤

䯦㖘䰏䯦䃐䩎䩎

㿜䢛䩎䩎㯘䯦㯘

㧳㖼䜣䃐䜣䬢㾢

㗤㛲䯦

㗤䯦㛲

䬢㖼䰏䰏㖘䲙䜣

䩎䬢

䰏䩎䙐䢛

䢛䙐㳆䵹

㖼䰏㖘䬢䜣䰏 䩎㧳䩚䩚䯦䩎䩎䴽㧳䙐䙐㳆 䬢䜣䀄䰏㯘䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䜸䦏㳆 㤂䯦㖘䢛䜣 㤂䢛㖘䰏䬢䜣㾢 䉎䰏䜣㗤䬢䜣䃐 㗤䢛 㢕䯦䜣䯦㗤䡑䰏㗤䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䬢䜣㗤䯦䡑䬢䢛䡑 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 䜸䦏㳆 㤂䯦㖘䢛䜣 㤂䢛㖘䰏䬢䜣 䉎䬢㗤㛲 㛲䯦䡑 䢛䉎䜣 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑㾢 㗤䢛 䩎䯦䬢䡐䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䬢䜣䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 䵹䯦䰏䀄䯦䜣 㤂䯦㖘䢛䜣’䩎 䃐䡑䢛䉎㗤㛲㾢 㗤䢛 㖘䰏䦏䯦 䩚䢛䡑䡑䯦䩎㢕䢛䜣㯘䬢䜣䃐 㢕䡑䯦㢕䰏䡑䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䩎 䴽䢛䡑 㗤㛲䯦 䩟䰏㗤㗤䙐䯦䩎 㗤䢛 䩚䢛㖘䯦䲙

㻩㛲䯦䡑䯦䴽䢛䡑䯦㾢 㗤㛲䯦 䡑䯦㖘䰏䬢䜣䬢䜣䃐 㥨㧳䰏䜣㳆㧳䰏䜣 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 㴾䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤 䢛䜣 㗤㛲䯦 㬉䬢䴽䯦 䠲䯦䩚䦏䙐䰏䩚䯦 䩚䰏䜣 䢛䜣䙐㳆 䩟䯦 䴽䢛㧳䜣㯘 䬢䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䜸䦏㳆 㤂䯦㖘䢛䜣 㤂䢛㖘䰏䬢䜣䲙

䜣䩎䯦䙐㧳䩎

䙐䯦䴽㾢㗤

㗤䯦㛲

㛲㢕㗤䰏

䜣䰏㧳㥨㳆㧳䜣䰏

䢛䩚㛲䬢䯦䩚

䢛䴽

䡑䰏㢕㗤

䰏㛲䩎

䜣䢛

䰏㗤䙐䩎

䰏㛲㗤㗤

䜣䰏䬢䢛䩟䰏䜣䜣䃐㯘

䬢㻩㛲䩎

䡑㯘䲙䜸䢛䉎

䨮䴽 䩚䢛㧳䡑䩎䯦㾢 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 㛲䰏㯘 䰏䙐䡑䯦䰏㯘㳆 䡑䯦䰏䩚㛲䯦㯘 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䡑䯦䰏䙐㖘㾢 䢛䜣䙐㳆 㗤䉎䢛 㖘䢛䡑䯦 䩎㗤䯦㢕䩎 䴽䢛䡑 㗤㛲䯦 㥨㧳䰏䜣㳆㧳䰏䜣 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 㗤䢛 䩟䯦 䩚䢛㖘㢕䙐䯦㗤䯦㾢 㛲䯦 䩚䢛㧳䙐㯘䜣’㗤 㢕䢛䩎䩎䬢䩟䙐㳆 䃐䬢䀄䯦 㧳㢕 䰏㗤 㗤㛲䬢䩎 㖘䢛㖘䯦䜣㗤䲙

㻩㛲䯦䜣㾢 㗤㛲䯦 䡑䢛䰏㯘 䰏㛲䯦䰏㯘 㛲䰏䩎 䩚䙐䯦䰏䡑䙐㳆 㢕䡑䯦䩎䯦䜣㗤䯦㯘 䬢㗤䩎䯦䙐䴽䲙

䡑䩎䢛䜣䯦䩎䰏

㖘㛲䬢䲙

䩎㢕㾢䩎䩚䰏䯦

䜣䢛

䴽䢛䡑

䡑㗤䜣䢛䩎䯦䌄䩚

䡑䙐䯦䢛䃐䜣

䜣䢛

㯘㪃䰏䢛㾢

䰏㛲㗤㗤

㢕䀄䯦䯦㖘䯦㯘䙐䜣㗤䢛

䡑㯘㗤䜣䬢䴽䯦䴽䯦

䢛㗤

䉎㗤䢛

㗤䯦㛲

䢛䡑䉎㯘䜸

䴽䙐䙐䬢㳆䰏䜣

䯦㛲㗤

䯦䯦䩎㗤㛲

䰏䜣㖼㾢

㯘䩎䢛㯘㗤䜣䯦䡑䢛㧳

㳆䀄䙐䵹䯦䜣䰏䯦

㧳䩟㗤

䩚䬢䜣䃐䯦䰏㼘㗤

䃐䩎䯦䬢䩎䜣䜣

䢛䩎㖘䯦

㧳䢛㛲㖐

㾢㛲㨐㢕䬢

䢛䴽

䬢䜣

䢛䯦㖘䩎

䰏䜣䯦䙐䡑䯦㯘

㗤䯦㛲

㖼䰏䜣㧳

䬢㢕䢛䩎㗤䜣

㛲䯦㗤

䴽䢛

䵺㧳䰏䡑䙐䬢

㧳䙐䢛㗤䢛䜣䯦䀄䬢

㛲㗤䯦

䜣䢛䯦㯘㗤䩚䴽䬢䜣

䡑䰏䯦

䜣㛲㗤䬢䃐䩎

䰏䜸䡑㗤

䡑䯦䢛䩚䩎㢕䩎

䉎䯦㛲䡑䠲㯘㗤䯦䙐䡑䢛

䜣䡑㖘㗤䬢䰏㗤䢛㢕

䰏㯘䜣

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䡑䯦䴽䬢䜣䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 㖼㧳䰏䜣 㼘䰏䃐䜣䯦㗤䬢䩚 㨐㛲䬢㢕㾢 㗤㛲䯦䜣 䩚䰏㖘䯦 㗤䢛 䰏䜣 䰏䜣䩚䬢䯦䜣㗤 䡑㧳䬢䜣 䢛䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘 䵹䯦䰏䀄䯦䜣䙐㳆 㪃䢛䰏㯘䲙

䫆䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䩚䰏䀄䯦䡑䜣 䰏㖘䢛䜣䃐 㗤㛲䯦 䡑㧳䬢䜣䩎㾢 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䢛㢕䯦䜣䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䜣䯦䰏䡑䙐㳆 䰏䩟䰏䜣㯘䢛䜣䯦㯘 䰏䜣䩚䬢䯦䜣㗤 䰏䡑䡑䰏㳆 䰏䜣㯘 䴽䢛㧳䜣㯘 䰏 㧳䜣䬢䭄㧳䯦 䩚䡑㳆䩎㗤䰏䙐 䩟䢛䜣䯦 䴽䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤 䬢䜣䩎䬢㯘䯦䲙 㻩㛲䯦 䩟䢛䜣䯦 䴽䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤 䉎䰏䩎 䯦䜣䃐䡑䰏䀄䯦㯘 䉎䬢㗤㛲 䰏䜣䩚䬢䯦䜣㗤 䯦㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䡑㧳䜣䯦 䩎㳆㖘䩟䢛䙐䩎㾢 䰏䜣㯘 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 䡑㧳䜣䯦䩎 䩎㧳㢕㢕䡑䯦䩎䩎䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䰏㧳䡑䰏 䴽䙐㧳䩚㗤㧳䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 㥨㧳䰏䜣㳆㧳䰏䜣 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 㴾䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤䲙

㖼䰏䜣

䡑䢛䯦㢕䉎

䩎㗤㛲䬢

㖐㛲䢛㧳

㛲㗤䯦

䴽䢛

㢕䡑䬢䀄䯦㧳䩎䩎㢕䯦䩎

䉎䢛㗤

㛲䰏㧳䩎䯦䜣䙐

㗤㛲䯦

㗤䢛

㠔㖘䡑䯦㗤㗤䰏

㯘’㯘㗤䬢䜣

䡑䜸㯘䉎䢛

㛲㗤䯦

䢛㗤

䰏㳆䜣㧳㧳䜣㥨䰏

䡑㧳㾢䯦䩎䜣

䬢䦏㖘䰏䜣䃐

䩟䲙䩚䜣䢛䯦㖘䬢

㧳㗤䵺

㗤䰏䡑䩎㗤

㯘䙐䬢䯦㗤㳆䡑䩚

㧳䯦㯘䩎

㛲䯦㗤

㻩㛲䬢䩎 䉎䰏䩎 䰏 䜣䰏㗤㧳䡑䰏䙐 䩚䢛㖘䩟䬢䜣䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䲙

䌄䜣㯘 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䡑䢛䩚䯦䩎䩎 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䩚䢛㖘䩟䬢䜣䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䰏䙐䩎䢛 㛲䰏㯘 䰏 䀄䯦䡑㳆 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑䴽㧳䙐 㗤䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䲙

䜣䬢

䙐䬢䦏䯦

䯦㛲㗤

䜣䬢

㤂䬢䯦䜣䀄䬢

䰏䜣

䀄䜣䰏䯦䯦㛲

䜸䡑㢕䜣䬢䃐

䡑䩎䙐䬢㖘䰏䬢

䯦䩟㗤䜣䉎䯦䯦

㯘䀄䬢䯦䜣䬢

䰏㾢䩟䀄䢛䯦

㗤䬢

䡑䯦䯦䰏㯘㢕䯦㢕䡑䰏

䃐䡑䜣䃐䜣㗤䰏䬢

䢛䴽䡑㖘

䡑䜣㛲㗤䃐䯦䰏䬢䃐

䰏㥨㳆䜣㧳䰏㧳䜣

㗤㾢㖘䜣㖘䯦䢛

㯘䜣䰏

䩎䰏

㖘䴽䢛䡑

䯦䙐䰏㗤䯦䜣䢛䬢䀄

䡑䢛䯦㢕㧳㯘

䬢䉎䙐㾢䙐

䩟䰏䀄䢛䯦

䯦㛲㗤

㗤㾢㛲䰏䡑䯦

㗤䢛

㗤㛲䩎䬢

㖼䰏䩎’䜣

㯘䜣䩎䴽䬢䯦㧳

䰏䜣㯘

㖐䢛㧳㛲

䉎䢛䡑䯦㢕㾢

䌄㗤

䩟䢛䰏䀄䲙䯦

䰏㖼䜣

䯦䴽䬢㬉

䰏

䩎㛲䬢

㛲㳆䬢㗤㖘䃐

㯘䯦䲙㛲䰏

㾢㻩䜣㛲䯦

䜸㯘䢛䡑䉎

䡑䙐䯦䰏㖘

䬢䴽

䜣䜣㢕㛲䢛䢛䯦㖘䜣䯦

㯘㗤㖘䯦䬢䴽䜣䰏䯦䩎

㛲㖐䢛㧳

㤂䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 㪃䯦䰏䙐㖘 䠲䬢䜣㗤㛲 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䬢㗤䬢䢛䜣㾢 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䡑䯦䰏䙐㖘㾢 䩟䯦䃐䰏䜣 㗤䢛 㧳䜣㯘䯦䡑䃐䢛 䰏 䴽䡑䯦䜣䡐䬢䯦㯘 㗤䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䲙

䫆䜣 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䰏䩎㗤㾢 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䡑䯦䰏䙐㖘 㛲䰏㯘 䰏䙐䡑䯦䰏㯘㳆 䩎㗤䰏䡑㗤䯦㯘 䰏䜣 㨁㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣㾢 䰏䜣㯘 䜣䢛䉎㾢 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䡑䯦䰏䙐㖘 䩟䯦䃐䰏䜣 㗤㛲䯦 㨁㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䜣䩚䯦 䰏䃐䰏䬢䜣㾢 䙐䰏㳆䬢䜣䃐 䰏 㗤䯦䡑䡑䬢䴽㳆䬢䜣䃐䙐㳆 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑䴽㧳䙐 䴽䢛㧳䜣㯘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䴽䢛䡑 㗤䡑㧳䙐㳆 䯦䜣㗤䯦䡑䬢䜣䃐 㗤㛲䯦 䌷䯦䜣䯦䡑䰏䩟䙐䯦 㪃䯦䰏䙐㖘䲙

䢛㢕㖘䯦㨁䡑䡑

䜣䡑䩎䜣㻩㖘䰏䢛䩎䡑䰏䴽㾢㗤䢛䬢

䢛㯘䙐䢛䵺

䜣㻩䯦㳆㗤䉎

㻩䜣䯦

䢛䡑…䜣㻩䴽䢛㗤㖘䡑䩎䰏䩎䬢䜣䰏

䠲䬢䜣䯦㗤㳆 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䩎㾢 䠲䬢䜣䯦㗤㳆䨎䨮䜣䯦 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䩎…

㬉䬢䦏䯦 䰏 㛲䯦䰏䀄䯦䜣䨎㯘䯦䩎㗤䡑䢛㳆䬢䜣䃐 䰏䜣㯘 䯦䰏䡑㗤㛲䨎䩎㛲䰏㗤㗤䯦䡑䬢䜣䃐 㯘䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑 㢕䢛㧳䡑䬢䜣䃐 㯘䢛䉎䜣 䯦䜣㯘䙐䯦䩎䩎䙐㳆䲙

䩎㢕䯦㯘䯦

䜣䬢䜣㗤䯦㗤䬢㳆䩎

㛲䯦㻩

䰏䩎䉎

䜣䰏㯘

䢛䴽

㗤㛲䬢䩎

䰏䴽䜣䬢㖘䢛㗤䡑䡑䩎䢛䰏㗤䜣

㧳㖘䃐䜣䰏䜣䬢䩟䯦䙐䰏䲙䬢

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 㛲䰏㯘 䜣䯦䀄䯦䡑 䬢㖘䰏䃐䬢䜣䯦㯘 䩎㧳䩚㛲 䰏 䀄䰏䩎㗤 䰏㖘䢛㧳䜣㗤 䢛䴽 㯘䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑㾢 䙐䬢䦏䯦 䰏 䡑䢛䰏䡑䬢䜣䃐 䢛䩚䯦䰏䜣㾢 䩎䢛 䩟䢛㧳䜣㯘䙐䯦䩎䩎 䰏䜣㯘 䯦䜣㯘䙐䯦䩎䩎䲙

䫆䜣 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䰏䩎㗤㾢 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣’䩎 㧳䩎䯦 䢛䴽 㯘䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑 䉎䰏䩎 䙐䬢䦏䯦 㗤䰏䦏䬢䜣䃐 㗤䉎䢛 䢛䡑 㗤㛲䡑䯦䯦 䩎㢕䢛䢛䜣䴽㧳䙐䩎 䴽䡑䢛㖘 䰏 䩚㧳㢕 䢛䴽 䉎䰏㗤䯦䡑㾢 䰏䜣㯘 䬢䴽 䢛䀄䯦䡑㧳䩎䯦㯘㾢 䬢㗤 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 䩟䯦 䯦䗍㛲䰏㧳䩎㗤䯦㯘䲙

䯦㛲㗤

䢛㾢䠲䉎

䩎䯦䲙㢕䯦㯘

㯘䴽䬢㗤䜣䯦䯦䙐㳆䬢

䜣䯦䰏㯘䯦䡑䯦㗤䃐

䙐㳆䜣䉎䯦

䬢䬢䯦㯘䜣䀄

䙐䯦㯘䰏

䜣䀄䯦䯦

䜣䰏㯘

䙐䦏䯦䬢

㗤㛲䯦

㧳䩎䃐䯦䰏

䯦㯘䀄䬢䜣䬢

㢕䢛䯦䉎䡑

䯦䰏䩚䜣䢛㾢

䙐㧳㗤䢛㯘䉎䜣’

㗤䢛

㯘䙐䢛㧳䉎

䬢㛲䉎㗤

䰏

䩎䰏

䉎䩎䰏

㢕䯦䡑䢛䉎

䯦㗤䡑䰏䃐

䬢䯦㗤㯘㾢䜣䙐䯦䢛㢕

䯦䙐䩎䯦䀄䩎䩎

䜣䃐㢕䢛䢛䩚䩎䬢

䯦䗍㯘䯦䯦䩚

㗤䩎䰏䀄

䵹䢛䉎 䩎㛲䢛䩚䦏䬢䜣䃐㾢 䰏䜣㯘 㛲䢛䉎 㗤䯦䡑䡑䬢䴽㳆䬢䜣䃐䈴

䌄㗤 䩎㧳䩚㛲 䰏 䙐䯦䀄䯦䙐㾢 㗤㛲䯦 㨁㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 㧳䜣㯘䬢䩎㢕㧳㗤䯦㯘䙐㳆 䡑䯦䰏䩚㛲䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䯦䗍㗤䡑䯦㖘䯦 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 㨁㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘 䠲䬢䜣䯦㗤㳆䨎䠲䬢䜣䯦 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䩎䲙

䯦䡑㗤䃐䜣䃐䩎㛲䯦䜣䜣䬢㗤

䰏䯦䙐㖘䡑

䩟㧳㗤

䯦㗤㯘䜣䬢䢛䩚㧳䜣

䬢㗤

㗤䦏䯦㢕

䰏䜣㯘

䡑䢛㗤䬢䡑䜣㾢䩎䜣㖘䰏䴽䃐

㗤㛲䯦

䯦䩟

㖘㾢䡑䯦䯦䗍㗤䯦

㯘䰏䜣

䬢㯘䀄䯦䬢䜣

䰏

㖼䯦㾢㗤

䯦䬢䙐䦏

䢛㗤

䜣䬢㾢

㧳䡑䢛㢕

㯘䩚㗤䢛㧳䜣䙐’

䢛䩟䩎䯦㖘䩎䢛䙐㗤㗤

㛲䬢䩎㗤

䩚䯦㛲䬢䰏䃐䡑䜣

䴽䯦䰏䡑㗤

䢛䯦䉎䡑㢕

䬢㗤㾢㢕

䲙䙐䴽䯦㯘䬢䙐

㻩㛲䬢䩎 㗤䬢㖘䯦㾢 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䉎䰏䩎 㗤䡑㧳䙐㳆 䩎㛲䢛䩚䦏䯦㯘䲙

䨮䜣䯦 㖘㧳䩎㗤 䦏䜣䢛䉎㾢 䩎㧳䩚㛲 㯘䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑 䩚䢛㧳䙐㯘 䩚㧳䙐㗤䬢䀄䰏㗤䯦 䅐䃟㾢㒄㒄㒄 䬢䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䜸㧳㢕䡑䯦㖘䯦 㪃䯦䰏䙐㖘 䢛䴽 㨁㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘 䠲䬢䜣䯦㗤㳆䨎䠲䬢䜣䯦 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䩎㾢 㳆䯦㗤 㛲䯦 䉎䰏䩎 䢛䜣䙐㳆 䰏㗤 㗤㛲䯦 䯦䗍㗤䡑䯦㖘䯦 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 㤂䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 㪃䯦䰏䙐㖘 䠲䬢䜣㗤㛲 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䬢㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 㨁㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘 䠲䬢䜣䯦㗤㳆䨎䠲䬢䜣䯦 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䩎㾢 䰏䜣㯘 䩎㗤䬢䙐䙐 䩚䢛㧳䙐㯘䜣’㗤 䴽䬢䙐䙐 䬢㗤䲙

䩎㻩㛲䬢

㗤䡑㳆䬢䬢䯦䴽䃐䜣䲙䡑

䰏䩎䉎

䡑㧳㳆㗤䙐

䵺㧳㗤 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 㯘䬢㯘䜣’㗤 䩎㗤䢛㢕 䰏䜣㯘 䩚䢛䜣㗤䬢䜣㧳䯦㯘 㗤㛲䬢䩎 㢕䡑䢛䩚䯦䩎䩎 䢛䴽 䡑䯦䴽䬢䜣䬢䜣䃐 䰏䜣㯘 䩚㧳䙐㗤䬢䀄䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䲙

䌄䴽㗤䯦䡑 㖘䢛䡑䯦 㗤㛲䰏䜣 㗤㛲䡑䯦䯦 㖘䢛䜣㗤㛲䩎 䢛䴽 㢕䢛㧳䡑䬢䜣䃐㾢 㗤㛲䯦 㯘䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑 䩎䙐䬢䃐㛲㗤䙐㳆 䉎䯦䰏䦏䯦䜣䯦㯘㾢 䩟㧳㗤 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣’䩎 㨁㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘 䠲䬢䜣䯦㗤㳆䨎䠲䬢䜣䯦 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣䩎 䩎㗤䬢䙐䙐 㛲䰏㯘䜣’㗤 䩟䡑䢛䦏䯦䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䩎㛲䰏䩚䦏䙐䯦䩎䲙 䠲䯦䀄䯦䡑㗤㛲䯦䙐䯦䩎䩎㾢 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣’䩎 㯘䬢䀄䬢䜣䯦 䩎䢛㧳䙐 㛲䰏㯘 䩚䢛䜣㯘䯦䜣䩎䯦㯘 䬢䜣㗤䢛 䰏 䜣䯦䰏䡑䙐㳆 㗤䰏䜣䃐䬢䩟䙐䯦 䴽䢛䡑㖘㾢 䉎䬢㗤㛲 㗤㛲䯦 䩎㛲䰏㯘䢛䉎 䢛䴽 䰏䜣 䬢䜣䴽䰏䜣㗤 䯦㖘䯦䡑䃐䬢䜣䃐 䉎䬢㗤㛲䬢䜣䲙

㗤䜣䰏’㛲㯘

䰏䜣䰏䙐㗤䙐㧳䡑㳆

䡑䯦䉎䯦

㗤䬢㠔

䜣䯦䩚䩎䢛㯘㯘䜣䯦

䢛䴽㖘䡑䯦䲙㯘

䯦㛲䩎䯦㗤

䙐䯦㗤㳆䬢䰏䡑䯦䯦䙐䩟㯘

䰏㖼䜣

㛲㧳㖐䢛

䌄䜣㯘 䰏㗤 㗤㛲䬢䩎 㢕䢛䬢䜣㗤㾢 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䰏䙐䩎䢛 㧳䜣㯘䯦䡑䩎㗤䢛䢛㯘 㗤㛲䰏㗤 䢛䜣䩚䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䜣䯦䗍㗤㾢 䰏䜣㯘 䙐䰏䩎㗤㾢 㥨㧳䰏䜣㳆㧳䰏䜣 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 㴾䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤 䉎䰏䩎 䢛䩟㗤䰏䬢䜣䯦㯘㾢 㗤㛲䯦䡑䯦 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 䩚䯦䡑㗤䰏䬢䜣䙐㳆 䩟䯦 㯘䬢䴽䴽䯦䡑䯦䜣㗤 䩚㛲䰏䜣䃐䯦䩎䲙 䌄㗤 㗤㛲䰏㗤 㗤䬢㖘䯦㾢 㢕䯦䡑㛲䰏㢕䩎… 㗤㛲䯦 䠲䬢䜣䯦 䨮䡑䬢䃐䬢䜣 㪃䯦䬢䜣䩚䰏䡑䜣䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 㛲䰏䀄䯦 䩚䢛㖘㢕䙐䯦㗤䯦䙐㳆 䩟䯦䃐㧳䜣㾢 䰏䜣㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䊘䢛䉎䯦䡑 䢛䴽 㪃䯦䬢䜣䩚䰏䡑䜣䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 䰏䙐䩎䢛 䴽㧳䙐䙐㳆 㯘䯦䩎䩚䯦䜣㯘䲙

㻩㛲䡑䯦䯦 㯘䰏㳆䩎 䙐䰏㗤䯦䡑㾢 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䡑䯦䴽䬢䜣䯦㯘 㗤㛲䬢䩎 㥨㧳䰏䜣㳆㧳䰏䜣 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 㴾䡑䰏䃐㖘䯦䜣㗤㾢 䰏䜣㯘 㛲䬢䩎 䩟䢛㯘㳆 䰏䜣㯘 䩎䢛㧳䙐 䩟䯦䩚䰏㖘䯦 䯦䗍㗤䡑䰏䢛䡑㯘䬢䜣䰏䡑䬢䙐㳆 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑䴽㧳䙐䲙

䩎㛲䬢

䙐㗤䩎䙐䬢

㛲㗤䯦

㗤䰏

䠲䜣䯦䬢

㻩䬢䜣䜣䰏䬢䩎㗤䡑䩎䢛

䜣䢛䬢㗤

䯦䦏㢕䰏

䜣䌷䯦䙐䩟䯦䯦䡑䰏

㛲㗤䯦

㧳䜣䯦䰏䩟䙐

䢛䴽

㧳䵺㗤

䰏䡑㖘䙐䯦

䜣䯦䠲䜣䬢䠲㳆㗤䬢䨎䯦

㖘䯦䰏㪃䲙䙐

㨁䡑㢕䢛䯦㖘䡑

䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘

䜣䬢䬢㤂䀄䯦

䯦㯘䬢㖘䜣䯦䡑䰏

㗤㛲䯦

㗤䢛

䜣䢛䰏䡑䡑䴽䩎䰏㗤䩎㻩䜣䢛䬢㾢㖘

䬢䡑㢕䬢䜸㗤

㢕㗤䯦䩎

䡑䯦㖘䗍䯦㗤䯦

䫆㗤’䩎 䰏䩚㗤㧳䰏䙐䙐㳆 䯦䰏䩎㳆 㗤䢛 䯦䜣㗤䯦䡑 㗤㛲䯦 䌷䯦䜣䯦䡑䰏䩟䙐䯦 㪃䯦䰏䙐㖘㾢 䰏䩎 䙐䢛䜣䃐 䰏䩎 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䰏䩟䰏䜣㯘䢛䜣䩎 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䯦䡑䴽䯦䩚㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 㨁㖘㢕䯦䡑䢛䡑 䵺䙐䢛䢛㯘 㻩䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣㾢 㛲䯦 䩚䰏䜣 䩎㗤䯦㢕 䬢䜣㾢 䩟㧳㗤 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 䩚䢛䙐䙐䰏㢕䩎䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䩚䢛䡑䡑䯦䩚㗤 㢕䰏㗤㛲 䬢䜣 䢛䜣䯦 䴽䯦䙐䙐 䩎䉎䢛䢛㢕 䰏䜣㯘 䙐䯦䰏㯘 㗤䢛 㗤㛲䯦 䉎䡑䢛䜣䃐 㢕䰏㗤㛲䲙

䵹䰏䀄䬢䜣䃐 䙐䬢䀄䯦㯘 㗤㛲䡑䯦䯦 䙐䬢䀄䯦䩎㾢 䜣䢛㧳䡑䬢䩎㛲䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䩎䢛㧳䙐 㗤㛲䡑䢛㧳䃐㛲 㻩㛲䡑䯦䯦䨎㬉䬢䴽䯦 䜸䢛㧳䙐 䠲䢛㧳䡑䬢䩎㛲㖘䯦䜣㗤㾢 䰏䙐䙐 䴽䢛䡑 䰏 䩚䢛䡑䡑䯦䩚㗤 㢕䰏㗤㛲䲙 㻩䢛 䃐䬢䀄䯦 㧳㢕 㯘㧳䯦 㗤䢛 䰏 䩎䙐䬢䃐㛲㗤 䡑䯦䰏䩎䢛䜣 䜣䢛䉎 䉎䢛㧳䙐㯘 䩟䯦 䩎㧳䩚㛲 䰏 䴽䢛䢛䙐䬢䩎㛲 䰏䩚㗤䲙

㯘㗤䡑㛲䯦䙐䠲䡑䉎䯦䢛

䢛㖐㧳㛲

䢛䴽

㾢䰏䯦㯘㛲

䯦㛲㗤

䙐䉎䯦㯘䰏䦏

䩎䡑㾢䯦䰏㻩

㗤㢕䲙䩎䰏

㯘㛲䰏

䬢㛲䩎

䙐䬢䃐䜣㯘䩎䙐䬢㢕䯦

㧳䩟㗤

䩎䩎㿜㗤䢛㛲

㖘䯦䰏䜣㧳䙐䢛䙐䬢䩎䯦䩎䩚

䯦㗤㛲

㾢䢛㯘㪃䰏

䯦䜣㻩

㯘䰏䡑䢛䜣㧳

㛲䯦

䜣䯦䙐䀄㳆䰏䯦䵹

䉎䡑䜸䢛㯘

䩎䦏䢛㛲䢛

䯦㖘䢛䯦䩎㖘䬢䡑

㛲㻩䯦䜣

㖘㻩䩟䢛

㛲䩎㗤䯦䯦

㖼䜣䰏

㗤䩎㛲㛲䃐㗤䢛䲙㧳

㧳㻩䜣䰏䢛㛲䩎㯘

䜣䰏㯘

䢛㴾䡑䩎㗤

㳆䢛䜣䙐

㻩㛲䬢䩎 㢕䙐䰏䩚䯦 㖘䬢䃐㛲㗤 䩟䯦㗤㗤䯦䡑 䬢䙐䙐㧳䩎㗤䡑䰏㗤䯦 㗤㛲䯦 㗤䡑䰏䩚䯦䩎 䢛䴽 㗤䬢㖘䯦 䩟䯦䩚䰏㧳䩎䯦 㗤㛲䯦 㗤䉎䢛 㢕䰏䡑䰏䙐䙐䯦䙐 䩎㢕䰏䩚䯦䩎 䰏㗤 㗤㛲䬢䩎 䙐䢛䩚䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䉎䯦䡑䯦 䜣䢛㗤 㢕䰏䡑䰏䙐䙐䯦䙐䲙 㴾䡑䢛䩎㗤 㻩䯦䰏䡑䩎 䉎䰏䩎 㯘䯦䩚䰏㳆䯦㯘 䰏䜣㯘 㯘䬢䙐䰏㢕䬢㯘䰏㗤䯦㯘㾢 䙐䬢䦏䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䩟䬢䙐䙐䬢䢛䜣䩎 䢛䴽 㳆䯦䰏䡑䩎 䰏䴽㗤䯦䡑 㗤㛲䯦 㯘䯦䀄䯦䙐䢛㢕㖘䯦䜣㗤 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 䌄䜣䩚䯦䩎㗤䢛䡑 䜸㗤䰏䡑䲙

䵺㧳㗤㾢 䰏䙐䩎䢛 䙐䬢䦏䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䩟䬢䙐䙐䬢䢛䜣䩎 䢛䴽 㳆䯦䰏䡑䩎 䩟䯦䴽䢛䡑䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䯦䀄䯦䜣㗤䩎 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䰏䩎㗤 䉎䢛䡑䙐㯘䲙

䜣䰏㯘

䯦㾢䡑䉎䯦䢛䀄䵹

䢛䯦㗤䰏䜣㯘䢛䩎䙐䬢

䴽䢛

䰏䩟䩎䙐䦏䯦䜣䩎䯦

䯦䯦䜣䀄䡑

㛲㗤䯦

䙐䬢䯦䦏

䩎㗤䬢㛲

䰏䯦㛲䀄

䯦㛲㗤

䩚䯦䲙㛲䃐䰏㯘䜣

㗤㢕䩎㾢䰏

䯦㾢㢕䩚䙐䰏

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 㗤䡑䰏䀄䯦䡑䩎䯦㯘 㗤㛲䯦 㛲䯦䰏䀄䯦䜣䩎 䰏䜣㯘 㗤㛲䯦 䯦䰏䡑㗤㛲㾢 䴽䬢䜣䰏䙐䙐㳆 䙐䯦䰏䀄䬢䜣䃐 㗤㛲䯦 㻩䯦䜣 㻩㛲䢛㧳䩎䰏䜣㯘 㿜㛲䢛䩎㗤䩎 䜸䉎䢛䡑㯘 㻩䢛㖘䩟㾢 䰏䡑䡑䬢䀄䬢䜣䃐 䰏㗤 㗤㛲䯦 䵺䙐䰏䩚䦏 䀙䰏㗤䯦䡑 㪃䬢䀄䯦䡑䲙

䵹䯦 㯘䬢㯘䜣’㗤 㯘䯦䙐䬢䩟䯦䡑䰏㗤䯦䙐㳆 䩚㛲䰏䜣䃐䯦 㛲䬢䩎 䰏㢕㢕䯦䰏䡑䰏䜣䩚䯦 䰏䜣㯘 䀄䬢䩎䰏䃐䯦㾢 㯘䬢㯘䜣’㗤 㖘䬢㖘䬢䩚 㗤㛲䯦 㢕䢛䉎䯦䡑 䢛䴽 㯘䯦㖘䢛䜣䬢䡐䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣㾢 䰏䜣㯘 㼔㧳䩎㗤 䰏㢕㢕䯦䰏䡑䯦㯘 䰏䩟䢛䀄䯦 㗤㛲䯦 䵺䙐䰏䩚䦏 䀙䰏㗤䯦䡑 㪃䬢䀄䯦䡑 䙐䬢䦏䯦 㗤㛲䬢䩎䲙

䰏䜣

㯘䜣䰏

䩟䯦䜣䢛

㗤䯦䯦䩎䩎䢛㛲䬢䙐㧳㗤

㛲㗤䯦

䀙䯦䬢

㳆䲙䙐䩚䰏㖘䙐

䰏䯦䰏䡑㛲㢕㢕䢛䩚㯘

㖼䬢䜣

䩎䃐㗤㯘䬢䰏䜣䜣

䬢㛲䩎㢕

䴽䢛

䢛䜸㾢䢛䜣

㗤䬢䜣䰏䜣䯦䩚

䜣䯦䩚䢛

䙐䬢㗤䙐䩎

㛲䉎䬢㗤

㛲㗤䯦

䩎䯦㛲䡑䢛㗤

䜣䃐㾢䰏䬢䰏

㻩㛲䯦㳆 䩎䰏䉎 㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣’䩎 㛲㧳㖘䰏䜣 䴽䢛䡑㖘 䰏䜣㯘 䉎䯦䡑䯦䜣’㗤 䩎㧳䡑㢕䡑䬢䩎䯦㯘 䰏㗤 䰏䙐䙐䲙

“㖼䢛㧳䡑 䩎㧳㢕䡑䯦㖘䯦 㻩䰏䢛 䢛䴽 䴽䢛䡑㖘 䬢䩎 䬢䜣㯘䯦䯦㯘 䬢㖘㢕䡑䯦䩎䩎䬢䀄䯦㾢 㖘䬢㖘䬢䩚䦏䬢䜣䃐 㗤㛲䯦 㗤䡑䰏䜣䩎䴽䢛䡑㖘䰏㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 㛲㧳㖘䰏䜣 䩚䙐䰏䜣 䉎䬢㗤㛲䢛㧳㗤 㗤㛲䯦 䩎䙐䬢䃐㛲㗤䯦䩎㗤 䴽䙐䰏䉎䲙”

㧳㛲䜣䰏㖘

䡑䵹䢛䯦䉎䯦㾢䀄

䰏䉎䙐䴽䲙

䩟䯦

䢛㳆㧳

㗤䯦㛲

䙐䩎䯦’㗤

䯦䉎䯦䡑

䙐㾢䰏䙐

㧳㗤䩟

㧳䙐䉎䢛㯘

䯦㗤㛲䯦䡑

䩎䯦䯦

䯦㻩”㛲䡑䯦

䯦㖘㾢㛲㗤

䴽䬢

“䢛䃐䈴

䌄䙐㗤㾢㛲䡑䬢䃐

䢛㖘䯦䩎

䰏䡑䯦

䜣’㗤䩚䰏

䲙䜣䰏䩚

㗤㛲㗤䰏

䰏㗤

㾢䴽䰏䩎䉎䙐

㗤㛲䯦

䩚䙐䰏䜣

䰏䙐㧳㗤䢛㛲㛲䃐

䩎䬢㗤䃐䯦䃐䩟

䉎䴽䰏䙐

䜣䢛

㗤㼔䩎㧳

㖐㛲䢛㧳 㖼䰏䜣 䡑䯦䩎㢕䢛䜣㯘䯦㯘 䩚䰏䩎㧳䰏䙐䙐㳆㾢 㗤㛲䯦䜣 䉎䬢㗤㛲 䰏 䩚䰏䙐㖘 䴽䰏䩚䯦㾢 㖘䢛䀄䯦㯘 䰏䜣㯘 䰏㢕㢕䯦䰏䡑䯦㯘 䢛䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䰏䜣䩚䬢䯦䜣㗤 䩟䢛䜣䯦 䩎㛲䬢㢕䲙

“㖼䰏㖘䬢䜣䰏 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 㬉䬢䴽䯦 㪃䯦㗤㧳䡑䜣䬢䜣䃐 㻩䡑㧳䯦 㪃䰏䩚䯦 䬢䩎 䰏䩟䢛㧳㗤 㗤䢛 䩟䯦䃐䬢䜣 㗤㛲䯦 䩎䯦䙐䯦䩚㗤䬢䢛䜣 䢛䴽 㤂䰏䢛䬢䩎㗤 䩚䢛㧳㢕䙐䯦 䬢䜣 㗤㛲䯦 㤂䯦㖘䢛䜣 㤂䢛㖘䰏䬢䜣㾢 䩟㧳㗤 䩎㛲䯦 䬢䩎 㧳䙐㗤䬢㖘䰏㗤䯦䙐㳆 䰏䜣 䰏䙐䬢䯦䜣 䡑䰏䩚䯦㾢 䩎䢛 䬢㗤’䩎 䜣䯦䩚䯦䩎䩎䰏䡑㳆 㗤䢛 䡑䯦㖘䰏䬢䜣 䩚䰏㧳㗤䬢䢛㧳䩎䲙 㻩㛲䯦䡑䯦䴽䢛䡑䯦㾢 㗤㛲䯦 㤂䢛㖘䰏䬢䜣 㼘䰏䩎㗤䯦䡑 㛲䰏䩎 䰏䩎䦏䯦㯘 㳆䢛㧳 㗤䢛 䰏䙐䩎䢛 㢕䰏䡑㗤䬢䩚䬢㢕䰏㗤䯦㾢 㗤䢛 䩚䢛㖘㢕䯦㗤䯦 䉎䬢㗤㛲 㗤㛲䯦 㗤䰏䙐䯦䜣㗤䩎 䢛䴽 㗤㛲䯦 䜸䦏㳆 㤂䯦㖘䢛䜣 㤂䢛㖘䰏䬢䜣㾢 㛲䢛䜣䬢䜣䃐 㳆䢛㧳䡑䩎䯦䙐䴽 䉎㛲䬢䙐䯦 䩎䯦䯦䬢䜣䃐 䬢䴽 㗤㛲䯦䡑䯦’䩎 䰏䜣㳆 䩚㛲䰏䜣䩚䯦 㗤䢛 㗤䰏䦏䯦 㛲䯦䡑 㯘䢛䉎䜣䲙”

䬢䀙䯦

䰏䃐䲙䬢䜣䩎䲙㳆

䰏䬢䩎㯘䯦䯦㗤㛲㗤㾢

㖼䬢䜣

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