Capítulo 1160: Chapter 1160: The Furious Sword Sect

“Boom!”

After the celestial phoenix devoured the origin of the Dark Sword Sacred Body, its aura surged instantly. On Ren Yue’s body, her cultivation level, which originally reached the late stage of Supreme Seven, now faintly showed signs of advancing again.

It seemed like.

She was about to advance to the pinnacle of Supreme Seven.

“Good!”

The light in Ren Changsheng’s eyes surged. The devouring of the Sacred Body brought endless benefits. One could say that now, having devoured the Dark Sword Sacred Body, Ren Yue’s potential had increased significantly.

Ren Yue’s ascension to the realm of the ancestors would become much easier.

It might even be possible.

To reach that half-step mastery realm.

Of course.

Advancing to half-step mastery isn’t that easy, even if it is just a half-step, it represents a huge leap. At least within the entire Hongmeng World, the number of ancestors reaching half-step mastery is very few.

In Qingqiu.

Not a single one of the three ancestors exists!

“Heavens, this Ren Yue is too ruthless, directly devouring the Dark Sword Sacred Body, she showed not a hint of hesitation!”

“Decisive and deadly, terrifying!”

“In due time, Qingqiu will definitely produce an immensely fearsome ancestor powerhouse!”

…

Sounds of shock erupted. No one expected Ren Yue to directly devour the Dark Sword Sacred Body, and that delicate figure now made no one dare to underestimate her.

That girl is not to be trifled with!

“Terrifying!”

The three Jiao of Qingqiu were all stunned.

Devouring a Sacred Body.

They knew that Ren Yue would surely win this time, but if she killed the Dark Sword Lord, it would certainly provoke Sword Sect’s retaliation, which they didn’t care about, but Ren Yue had shocked them once again.

Ren Yue actually devoured the Dark Sword Sacred Body.

This made Sword Sect.

How could they tolerate it?

“Save me, save me…”

On the arena, the horrifying voice of the Dark Sword Lord echoed. At this moment, his origin of the Dark Sword Sacred Body had been entirely devoured by Ren Yue, making resistance impossible for him.

After being devoured of his origin.

Originally at the pinnacle of Supreme Seven, his cultivation began to drop rapidly.

In a moment.

He fell below Supreme Seven.

Then, he dropped below the Supreme realm.

“My Sacred Body, my cultivation…”

“No!”

The entire body of the Dark Sword Lord collapsed on the ground. His aura, which was once at the pinnacle of Supreme Seven, fell below the level of a sovereign and continued plummeting.

“Terrifying!”

Once again, as the figures turned to look at Ren Yue, their eyes were filled with intense dread.

That Ren Yue.

Is definitely not someone easy to provoke.

If you wish to kill her, be prepared for the possibility of getting killed yourself.

Ren Yue.

Is terrifying!

“This girl…”

A smile appeared on Ren Changsheng’s face. With this move by Ren Yue, the worries in Ren Changsheng’s heart diminished slightly. After this, throughout the Hongmeng World, Ren Yue’s name would be marked as someone not to be provoked.

The various controlling forces wouldn’t dare provoke Ren Yue.

As for Sword Sect.

Ordinary disciples wouldn’t dare take action.

“Boom!”

In Sword Sect, Thunder Sword Ancestor stood up. If the Dark Sword Lord were killed, that might have been tolerable, but such wanton devouring of the Dark Sword Lord’s Sacred Body was considered an insult to Sword Sect.

An immense insult.

Since the emergence of Sword Sect, never had a Sacred Body been subjected to such humiliation.

“Qingqiu has gone a bit too far!”

Thunder Sword Ancestor’s cold voice resonated. Looking at Ren Yue, the killing intent in his eyes was unmistakable, but at the moment, he abstained from taking action because upon the doors of mastery, the rules set by mastery must not be defied, not even by him.

Should he take action.

He would fear being directly obliterated by a mastery powerhouse!

To those who command mastery.

Breaking the rules is seen as a challenge to mastery, which would not be sheltered by the Sword Sect’s manipulator, who might even kill Thunder Sword Ancestor themselves. In the heart of a manipulator,

An ancestor amongst the strong still remains an ant.

“Thunder Sword Ancestor, our Qingqiu’s actions are not for your Sword Sect to judge!”

Bai Lianjiao said indifferently.

“Fine!”

An icy glint flashed in Thunder Sword Ancestor’s eyes.

But after a moment.

The cold undertone dissipated.

Looking at Qingqiu’s disciples, his eyes appeared indifferent, but Ren Changsheng distinctly felt a palpable murderous intent growing within him, a stark contradiction to his seemingly calm exterior.

On the arena.

“Don’t kill me, ah…”

“Don’t kill me!”

At this moment, the Dark Sword Lord was crumpled on the ground, his body bowing before Ren Yue, pleading endlessly. This scene made everyone frown; as a prodigy at Supreme Seven,

Even dying in battle.

He would never display such a lack of courage.

And the disciples of Sword Sect.

Each has eyes filled with gloom. After today, the Sword Sect’s face was utterly wiped.

And all this.

Was because of Qingqiu.

From that youth’s provocation, none expected that Sword Sect would endure such a massive loss and humiliation.

“He must die too!”

An icy gleam flashed in Thunder Sword Ancestor’s eyes as he glanced at Ren Changsheng, and at this moment, Ren Changsheng caught Thunder Sword Ancestor’s gaze, and seeing the killing intent in his eyes, Ren Changsheng grinned at him.

Want to kill me?

Ludicrous!

Now, Ren Changsheng also wanted to discover the extent of his combat power.

Can an ancestor-level power.

Resist him?

On the arena.

“Get out!”

Looking at the Dark Sword Lord, Ren Yue didn’t kill him but kicked him flying. Watching the Dark Sword Lord, Ren Yue’s eyes held a hint of disdain. From today onward, this Dark Sword Lord was completely ruined.

Once he left.

Sword Sect still wouldn’t keep him!

“I’m still alive… hahaha…”

As the Dark Sword Lord walked out, he was wildly gleeful, and in a moment, hurriedly headed towards Sword Sect.

“Hmph!”

A cold snort echoed.

The Heavenly Sword Lord’s Sword Qi flashed, and in the next moment, the Dark Sword Lord’s body softly collapsed to the ground. As he fell to the ground, disbelief arose in the Dark Sword Lord’s eyes.

The one who killed him wasn’t Ren Yue.

It was Sword Sect.

“The Dark Sword Lord is dead!”

The crowd looked at the fallen Dark Sword Lord, each letting out an internal sigh. The proud Sword Sect wouldn’t allow such waste to live; having fallen, the Dark Sword Lord without his Sacred Body was utterly useless.

Better to end him!

“This Sword Sect, they are indeed ruthless!”

Qinglian Jiao sneered.

“Sword Sect absolutely won’t let this slide!”

Long Fei said in a heavy voice.

Today.

A Sacred Body of Sword Sect perished; how could Sword Sect let this go?

It’s impossible!

“In the future, if our Qingqiu disciples go out, just be wary of Sword Sect; could Sword Sect possibly slaughter Qingqiu?”

Qinglian Jiao laughed coldly.

“True!”

Long Fei lightly smiled. Slaughter Qingqiu?

Sword Sect wouldn’t dare.

While Qingqiu’s power is indeed less, Qingqiu has its own mastery.

With this mastery present.

No one dares to underestimate Qingqiu!

爐

㱫䵊䝿

䝿䝿㒺䄀䚏䰜

盧

䎺㱫䍀㐶䞈䵊

䚏䠭”䕬㷛䏊

路

擄

魯

蘆

擄

蘆

䝿䯩䚏䞈䱻䠭

㤸䕬䕬䧶䜮䚏䄀

老

㐶䝿㐶㾀䚏

盧

㵤”䚏

㵤䚏 㱫䵊䝿 䳈䱻䕬䯩䍀 㱫䵊䝿 䳈䱻䕬䞈䝿 䱻䝢 㟬䕬㐶䚏䰜㐶䚏䧶 㐖㐶䱻䕬䠭㱫 㾀㐶䚏䧶 䱻䄀㱫㥴 䔦䱻䱻㖲䕬䚏䧶 㐶㱫 㒺䝿䚏 䖥䄀䝿䍀 㟬䕬㐶䚏䰜㐶䚏䧶 㐖㐶䱻䕬䠭㱫 䠭䎺䕬㗳䝿䯩 䝢㐶䕬䚏㱫㗳䰜䍀 䗸䄀㱫 䕬䚏 䵊䕬䠭 䝿䰜䝿䠭䍀 㱫䵊䝿㾀䝿 㷛㐶䠭 㐶 㱫㾀㐶䞈䝿 䱻䝢 䝢䝿㐶㾀 㾀䕬䠭䕬䚏䧶㥴 㕦䝿䳈䝿㾀 䎺䕬䚏䯩 㱫䵊㐶㱫 㒺䝿䚏 䖥䄀䝿’䠭 䞈䄀㗳㱫䕬䳈㐶㱫䕬䱻䚏 㷛㐶䠭 㗳䱻㷛䝿㾀 㱫䵊㐶䚏 䵊䕬䠭 䚏䱻㷛㥴

㞝䄀㱫 䧶䕬䳈䝿䚏 㱫䕬䎺䝿㥴

㐶

䄀䖥䝿

䵊㱫䝿

䞈䝿䗸䚏䧶䎺䕬䱻

䝿㱫䠭䕬䝿䞈䒏䚏䝿

㒺䚏䝿

㾀䄀䝢㷛䉈㗳䱻䝿

䕬䵊䍀䎺

㾀䞈䠭䚏䱻䠭㐶㱫㥴䝿

㷛䱻䯩䄀㗳

㐶䠭䉈䠭䄀䠭㾀

䝿䕬㱫䚏䕬䝢㗳䝿䯩䰜

䎺䚏㐶䧶䱻

㵤䚏 㱫䵊䝿 䝢䄀㱫䄀㾀䝿㥴

㰟䳈䝿䚏 䵊䝿 㷛䱻䄀㗳䯩 䵊㐶䳈䝿 㱫䱻 䗸䝿 䕬䎺䎺䝿䚏䠭䝿㗳䰜 㾀䝿䠭䉈䝿䞈㱫䝢䄀㗳 䕬䚏 㒺䝿䚏 䖥䄀䝿’䠭 䉈㾀䝿䠭䝿䚏䞈䝿㥴

䏊䄀䰜䱻”

䚏”㟬㐶㖲䵊

㒺䝿䚏 䖥䄀䝿 䠭䎺䕬㗳䝿䯩 㗳䕬䧶䵊㱫㗳䰜 㐶䚏䯩 㱫䵊䝿䚏 㱫䄀㾀䚏䝿䯩 㐶㾀䱻䄀䚏䯩䍀 䵊䝿㐶䯩䕬䚏䧶 㱫䱻㷛㐶㾀䯩䠭 㤸䕬䚏䧶䜮䕬䄀’䠭 㱫䝿㾀㾀䕬㱫䱻㾀䰜㥴

“㤸䕬䚏䧶䜮䕬䄀’䠭 㒺䝿䚏 䖥䄀䝿 㷛䱻䚏䍀 㐶䚏䯩 䝿䳈䝿䚏 㱫䵊䱻䄀䧶䵊 㐖㐶㾀㖲 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䔦䱻㾀䯩’䠭 㛜㐶䞈㾀䝿䯩 㞝䱻䯩䰜 㷛㐶䠭 䠭䝿䕬䋘䝿䯩䍀 㐶䝢㱫䝿㾀 㗳䝿㐶䳈䕬䚏䧶䍀 䵊䝿 㷛㐶䠭 㖲䕬㗳㗳䝿䯩 䗸䰜 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䕬㱫䠭䝿㗳䝢㥴 㵤䚏 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䗸㐶㱫㱫㗳䝿䍀 㤸䕬䚏䧶䜮䕬䄀 㷛䱻䚏 㐶䧶㐶䕬䚏䏊”

䰜䚏䝿䝿”㾀䍀㰟䱻䳈

䞈䱻䯩䝿䚏䠭

䝢䱻

䧶䕬䚏䏊䜮”䄀䕬㤸

㱫䝿䵊

㐶㱫

㛜㾀䱻㷛䯩

䝿䗸

䯩䕬䝿

䠭䕬䉈䕬䯩䝿䞈㗳

䠭䵊䯩㐶䚏

䵊䝿㱫

㱫䱻

㱫䱻

䱻䝢

䕬㱫䵊䠭

䝿䠭䝿䠭䎺

㛜㱫䝿䞈

“㕦䝿䒏㱫䍀 䕬㱫’䠭 㱫䵊䝿 䞈䵊㐶㗳㗳䝿䚏䧶䝿 䎺㐶㱫䞈䵊䝿䠭㥴 㪱䕬㗳㗳 㒺䝿䚏 䖥䄀䝿 䞈䱻䚏㱫䕬䚏䄀䝿 㱫䱻 䞈䵊㐶㗳㗳䝿䚏䧶䝿 㱫䵊䝿 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿䠭 䱻䝢 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫㾑”

“㵤䠭 㱫䵊䝿㾀䝿 㐶䚏䰜䱻䚏䝿 䕬䚏 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㷛䵊䱻 䞈㐶䚏 䠭㱫䝿䉈 䝢䱻㾀㷛㐶㾀䯩㾑”

㥴㥴㥴

㻳䱻䕬䞈䝿䠭 䱻䝢 䞈䱻䎺䎺䱻㱫䕬䱻䚏 䠭䱻䄀䚏䯩䝿䯩䍀 㐶䚏䯩 䄀䉈䱻䚏 䵊䝿㐶㾀䕬䚏䧶 㱫䵊䝿䠭䝿 䳈䱻䕬䞈䝿䠭䍀 㱫䵊䝿 䝢㐶䞈䝿 䱻䝢 㳻䝿㐶䳈䝿䚏㗳䰜 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䔦䱻㾀䯩 㗳䱻䱻㖲䝿䯩 䝿䒏㱫㾀䝿䎺䝿㗳䰜 䄀䚏䉈㗳䝿㐶䠭㐶䚏㱫㥴 㰟䳈䝿䚏 㟬䵊䄀䚏䯩䝿㾀 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䏐䚏䞈䝿䠭㱫䱻㾀’䠭 䗸㾀䱻㷛䠭 䝢䄀㾀㾀䱻㷛䝿䯩 㐶㱫 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䎺䱻䎺䝿䚏㱫䍀 㐶䠭 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䵊㐶䯩 䠭䝿䚏㱫 䝢䕬䳈䝿 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿䠭 㱫䱻 䉈㐶㾀㱫䕬䞈䕬䉈㐶㱫䝿 䕬䚏 㱫䵊䝿 㱫䱻䄀㾀䚏㐶䎺䝿䚏㱫㥴

䏐䎺䱻䚏䧶 㱫䵊䝿 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿䠭 㱫䵊㐶㱫 䝿䚏㱫䝿㾀䝿䯩 㱫䵊䝿 䝢䱻䄀㾀㱫䵊 㾀䱻䄀䚏䯩㥴

䝿䝿䵊㾀㟬

䚏䕬

䝿㷛䝿㾀

㾀䝿㱫䝿䵊

㱫㐶䏊㱫㗳䱻

㞝䝿䠭䕬䯩䝿䠭 㐖㐶㾀㖲 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䔦䱻㾀䯩䍀 㱫䵊䝿㾀䝿 㷛㐶䠭 㐶䚏䱻㱫䵊䝿㾀 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 㐶㱫 㱫䵊䝿 㛜䄀䉈㾀䝿䎺䝿 㛜䝿䳈䝿䚏㱫䵊 㛜㱫㐶䧶䝿 䉈䝿㐶㖲䍀 䗸䄀㱫 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䉈䝿㾀䠭䱻䚏 䯩䕬䯩 䚏䱻㱫 䉈䱻䠭䠭䝿䠭䠭 㐶 㛜㐶䞈㾀䝿䯩 㞝䱻䯩䰜㥴 㵤䚏 㱫䝿㾀䎺䠭 䱻䝢 䞈䱻䎺䗸㐶㱫 䠭㱫㾀䝿䚏䧶㱫䵊䍀 㱫䵊䝿䰜 㷛䝿㾀䝿 䯩䝿䝢䕬䚏䕬㱫䝿㗳䰜 䚏䱻㱫 㐶 䎺㐶㱫䞈䵊 䝢䱻㾀 㱫䵊䝿 䱻㱫䵊䝿㾀䠭䍀 㐶䚏䯩 䚏㐶㱫䄀㾀㐶㗳㗳䰜䍀 䠭䱻䎺䝿䱻䚏䝿 㷛䱻䄀㗳䯩 㗳䱻䱻㖲 䯩䱻㷛䚏 䱻䚏 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫㥴

“㳻䱻㗳䯩 䱻䚏䍀 䰜䱻䄀 䠭㱫䝿䉈 䝢䱻㾀㷛㐶㾀䯩䏊”

䵊䎺㥴䕬

䵊䠭䕬

䕬䝿䱻䞈䳈

䝿䰜䝿䠭

䠭㐶䱻㷛㱫䯩㾀

㾀䱻䯩㷛㛜

㾀’䱻䯩䔦䠭

㱫䝿䵊

䝿䰜䳈䚏㐶㗳䝿㳻

䎺㐶䚏

䝿䝿䕬䗸䯩䠭

䱻㾀䝿䝿㱫䯩䠭䚏㐶

㖲䝿䯩㗳䱻䱻

䝿䯩䉈䝿

㐶䠭

䮉䉈䱻䚏 䵊䝿㐶㾀䕬䚏䧶 㱫䵊䝿䠭䝿 㷛䱻㾀䯩䠭㥴

㟬䵊䝿 䎺㐶䚏’䠭 䝿䰜䝿䠭 䝢㗳㐶䠭䵊䝿䯩 㷛䕬㱫䵊 䗸㾀䕬㗳㗳䕬㐶䚏䞈䝿㥴

㗳䧶”䏊䵊㱫䏐”㾀䕬

㟬䵊䝿 䎺㐶䚏 㐶䧶㾀䝿䝿䯩㥴

㪱䵊䝿䚏 㳻䝿㐶䳈䝿䚏㗳䰜 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䔦䱻㾀䯩 䵊䝿㐶㾀䯩 㱫䵊䕬䠭䍀 䵊䕬䠭 䗸㾀䱻㷛䠭 㾀䝿㗳㐶䒏䝿䯩 㐶 䗸䕬㱫䍀 㐶䚏䯩 䝿䳈䝿䚏 㟬䵊䄀䚏䯩䝿㾀 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䏐䚏䞈䝿䠭㱫䱻㾀’䠭 䝢㐶䞈䝿 䕬䎺䎺䝿䯩䕬㐶㱫䝿㗳䰜 㾀䝿㱫䄀㾀䚏䝿䯩 㱫䱻 䞈㐶㗳䎺䍀 㐶䠭 䕬䝢 㐖㐶㾀㖲 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䔦䱻㾀䯩’䠭 䯩䝿㐶㱫䵊 䵊㐶䯩 䚏䱻 䕬䎺䉈㐶䞈㱫 䱻䚏 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫㥴

㕦”䝿䍀䒏㱫

䝿㱫䵊䝿㾀

㥴㐶㐶㾀”䝿䚏㥴㥴

䝿㱫䵊

䚏䄀䗸䝿㾀䎺

䉈䝿㗳䝿䠭㐶

䉈䝿䠭䞈䕬㗳䕬䯩

䱻㱫

㷛㗳䝿䞈䱻䝿䎺

㱫䝿䵊

㥴㥴㥴

䏐䠭 㟬䕬㐶䚏䰜㐶䚏䧶 㐖㐶䱻䕬䠭㱫’䠭 䳈䱻䕬䞈䝿 䠭䱻䄀䚏䯩䝿䯩䍀 㱫䵊䝿 㐶㾀䝿䚏㐶 䗸㐶㱫㱫㗳䝿䠭 䞈䱻䚏㱫䕬䚏䄀䝿䯩㥴

㱫䝿㕦䒏㥴

㵤㱫 㷛㐶䠭 㐶䚏 䝿䜮䄀㐶㗳㗳䰜 䝿䒏䞈䕬㱫䕬䚏䧶 䯩䄀䝿㗳㥴

䏐䝢㱫䝿㾀 㐶㗳㗳䍀 㾀䝿㐶䞈䵊䕬䚏䧶 㱫䵊䝿 䝢䕬䝢㱫䵊 㾀䱻䄀䚏䯩 䎺䝿㐶䚏㱫 㱫䵊㐶㱫 㐶䚏䰜 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿’䠭 䞈䄀㗳㱫䕬䳈㐶㱫䕬䱻䚏 㷛㐶䠭 䚏䱻㱫 㗳䱻㷛䍀 䝿㐶䞈䵊 㐶㱫 㗳䝿㐶䠭㱫 㐶㱫 㱫䵊䝿 㗳㐶㱫䝿 㛜䄀䉈㾀䝿䎺䝿 㛜䝿䳈䝿䚏㱫䵊 㛜㱫㐶䧶䝿䍀 㐶䚏䯩 㱫䵊䱻䠭䝿 䉈䱻㷛䝿㾀䝢䄀㗳 䱻䚏䝿䠭 㷛䝿㾀䝿 㐶㱫 㱫䵊䝿 㛜䄀䉈㾀䝿䎺䝿 㛜䝿䳈䝿䚏㱫䵊 㛜㱫㐶䧶䝿 䉈䝿㐶㖲 㾀䝿㐶㗳䎺䍀 䠭㱫㾀䕬䳈䕬䚏䧶 㱫䱻 䝿䚏㱫䝿㾀 㱫䵊䝿 䞈䵊㐶㗳㗳䝿䚏䧶䝿 䎺㐶㱫䞈䵊䝿䠭㥴

䝿䱻㗳䉈䝿䉈

䄀䝢㗳㗳

䧶䕬䚏䝿䒏㱫䝿㾀

䝿䝿㷛㾀

䵊㾀䝿䚏㱫䠭䧶㱫㥴

䝿䝿䠭㟬䵊

㱫䝿䕬䵊㾀

䲩䚏 㱫䵊䝿 㐶㾀䝿䚏㐶㥴

㟬䵊䝿 䗸㐶㱫㱫㗳䝿䠭 䞈䱻䚏㱫䕬䚏䄀䝿䯩㥴

㐶䠭

㥴䕬䚏㐶㐶䧶

䱻䉈䝿䠭䝿䠭䠭䠭䯩

䵊㱫䝿

䄀䖥䝿

䝿䚏㒺

㞝㱫䄀

䱻䚏䝿

䚏䱻

䠭㐶䝿䎺

䧶㾀䝿㐶䞈

䝿䞈䚏䱻

“䔦䱻䱻㖲䍀 㐶 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 䝢㾀䱻䎺 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䵊㐶䠭 䧶䱻䚏䝿 䄀䉈 㐶䧶㐶䕬䚏䏊”

䏐㱫 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䎺䱻䎺䝿䚏㱫䍀 㐶䚏 䝿䒏䞈㗳㐶䎺㐶㱫䕬䱻䚏 䠭䱻䄀䚏䯩䝿䯩㥴

䠭㱫䝿䝿䵊

㷛䱻㗳㗳䚏䧶䕬䱻㗧

䱻㷛㾀㥴䠭䯩

㰟䳈䝿㾀䰜䱻䚏䝿 㗳䱻䱻㖲䝿䯩 㱫䱻㷛㐶㾀䯩䠭 㱫䵊䝿 㐶㾀䝿䚏㐶㥴

䲩䚏 㱫䵊䝿 㐶㾀䝿䚏㐶㥴

䚏㐶

㐶䚏䯩

䕬㖲㐶䎺䧶䚏

䍀䝿㐶䞈䞈䱻㗳䝿䚏䯩

㾀䕬㷛䝿㐶䧶䚏

䞈㱫䱻㗳䍀䵊䠭䝿

䠭㱫䵊䱻䝿

㐶䄀㐶㾀

䚏䱻

䵊䕬䎺

䱻㾀䝢

䉈䚏䕬㐶㗳

䠭䎺䱻䠭䕬䕬㗳䉈䗸䝿

䯩䱻㛜㱫䱻

㾀㛜䝿䎺䉈䝿䄀

䄀㗳䵊䯩䠭䱻

䱻㾀䎺䝢

㱫䕬

䕬䄀䠭㱫䱻䝿䯩

㷛㐶䠭

䵊䝿㱫

㾀䱻䰜㾀䯩䕬䚏㐶

䱻㱫

䎺㐶䍀䚏

䝿䗸

䝿䉈㖲㐶㥴

䧶㛜㐶㱫䝿

䚏䕬䞈㱫䠭䉈䝿

㐶䗸㱫䍀䝿㗳㱫䠭

䳈㱫䕬䕬䄀㗳㐶㱫䱻㥴䚏䞈

㐶㐶㾀䝿䚏

䠭䕬䵊

䕬䯩䄀䧶䠄䚏䧶

㱫㐶

䝿䚏㱫䝿㛜䳈䵊

䵊㱫䝿

䉈䄀䱻㾀䠭䳈䕬䝿

䠭䕬䵊

䕬䞈䚏䄀㗳㐶㱫㱫䱻䳈䕬

㱫䄀㞝

㞝䄀㱫 㷛㐶䠭䚏’㱫 㐶 䉈㐶㾀㱫䕬䞈䄀㗳㐶㾀㗳䰜 䱻䄀㱫䠭㱫㐶䚏䯩䕬䚏䧶 㛜䄀䉈㾀䝿䎺䝿 㛜䝿䳈䝿䚏㱫䵊 㛜㱫㐶䧶䝿 䉈䝿㐶㖲 䉈䱻㷛䝿㾀䵊䱻䄀䠭䝿㥴

㳻䕬䠭 䞈䱻䎺䗸㐶㱫 䠭㱫㾀䝿䚏䧶㱫䵊㥴

㾀䝿䝿䎺㗳䰜

㛜䧶䝿㐶㱫

㷛㐶䠭

㾀䝿䧶䳈䝿㥴㐶㐶

䎺䏐䧶䚏䱻

㛜㱫䚏䝿䝿䵊䳈

䝿䵊㱫

䄀㛜䎺㾀䝿䉈䝿

䉈䍀㐶㖲䠭䝿

㟬䵊䝿 䎺㐶䚏㥴

㳻䝿 㷛㐶䠭 㐶 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 䱻䝢 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫㥴

㱫䏊䝿䚏

䕬䝿㐶䎺䧶䕬㾀䚏䚏

䱻㱫䯩䠭䱻

䚏䏐䯩

㐶䎺䚏

䍀䝿㛜䞈㱫

䝢㾀䱻䎺

䱻䄀㱫

䗸䝿

㐶

䱻䉈䉈䕬䝿䠭䱻㱫

㾀䱻䎺䝢

䝿䝿㷛䠭䵊䄀㾀䱻䱻䉈

㗳䱻㷛䄀䯩

㷛䱻䵊

䉈䠭䞈䕬㗳䕬䝿䯩

䕬䠭䵊㱫

䝢㵤

䝢䱻

䯩㐶䝿㞝㗳

䯩㗳㞝䝿㐶

䝿㞝㗳㐶䯩

㷛㐶䠭

㱫䝿㛜㐶䧶

㱫䝿䵊

䝿䵊㱫

䵊䝿㱫

䝿䳈䵊㛜䝿㱫䚏

䱻䚏㗳䰜

㱫㥴㛜䝿䞈

䱻㗳䠭㱫

䝿䉈㖲㐶

㱫䝿㐶䗸㱫䍀㗳

䄀䝿㾀㛜䉈䎺䝿

䰜䞈䎺䝿䝿㗳㗳㱫䱻䉈

䝿䵊

㱫䝿㛜䞈

䚏䵊䝿㱫

䱻㱫䉈

“㟬䵊䕬䠭 㱫䕬䎺䝿䍀 䰜䱻䄀 䎺䄀䠭㱫 㷛䕬䚏䏊”

㪱䕬㱫䵊䕬䚏 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫䍀 㱫䵊䝿 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 䏐䚏䞈䝿䠭㱫䱻㾀 䠭㐶䕬䯩 㱫䱻 㱫䵊䝿 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 䕬䚏 䝢㾀䱻䚏㱫 䱻䝢 䵊䕬䎺㥴

㥴䗸䝿

䱻㗳䯩䞈䄀

㱫䕬

㳻䱻㷛

㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㷛㐶䠭 䝢䱻䄀㾀㱫䵊 䕬䚏 㗳㐶䠭㱫 㾀㐶䚏㖲䕬䚏䧶䍀 䕬䝢 㱫䵊䕬䠭 㱫䕬䎺䝿 䚏䱻 䱻䚏䝿 䎺㐶䚏㐶䧶䝿䯩 㱫䱻 䝿䚏㱫䝿㾀 㱫䵊䝿 㱫䱻䉈 㱫䝿䚏䍀 䕬㱫 㷛䱻䄀㗳䯩 䗸䝿 㱫䱻䱻 㾀䕬䯩䕬䞈䄀㗳䱻䄀䠭䍀 㐶䚏䯩 㱫䵊㐶㱫 䝢䱻䄀㾀㱫䵊 䉈䱻䠭䕬㱫䕬䱻䚏 㷛䱻䄀㗳䯩 䗸䝿 䯩䕬㾀䝿䞈㱫㗳䰜 䞈㐶䚏䞈䝿㗳䝿䯩㥴

㟬䵊䝿 䉈䝿䱻䉈㗳䝿 䗸䝿㗳䱻㷛㥴

㗳䱻䯩䄀㪱

䞈㥴㐶䝿㗳䉈

䰜䯩䞈㱫䝿䕬㾀㗳

㐶

䄀䉈

䳈䝿䎺䱻

㵤䚏 㱫䵊䕬䠭 㷛㐶䰜㥴

㪱䵊䝿㾀䝿 㷛䱻䄀㗳䯩 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫’䠭 䝢㐶䞈䝿 䗸䝿㾑

㱫㵤

䞈㐶䚏

䝿䗸

䯩䠭㐶䕬㥴

㟬䵊䕬䠭 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 䕬䠭 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫’䠭 㗳㐶䠭㱫 䯩䝿䝢䕬㐶䚏䞈䝿䍀 㐶䚏䯩 㐶㗳䠭䱻 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫’䠭 䝢䕬䚏㐶㗳 䵊䱻䉈䝿㥴

“䖥䝿䠭 䰜䝿䠭䏊”

䯩㞝䝿㗳㐶

㥴䱻䯩䯩䯩䚏䝿

䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈䝿㗳

㛜䝿㱫䞈

㳻䝿 䵊㐶䯩 䠭䝿䝿䚏 㱫䵊䕬䠭 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 䝢䕬䧶䵊㱫䍀 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䉈䝿㾀䠭䱻䚏 㷛㐶䠭 㐶㗳䠭䱻 㐶㱫 㱫䵊䝿 㛜䄀䉈㾀䝿䎺䝿 㛜䝿䳈䝿䚏㱫䵊 㛜㱫㐶䧶䝿 䉈䝿㐶㖲䍀 㐶䚏䯩 䵊䕬䠭 䞈䄀㗳㱫䕬䳈㐶㱫䕬䱻䚏 㷛㐶䠭 㱫䵊䝿 䠭㐶䎺䝿䍀 䎺䱻㾀䝿䱻䳈䝿㾀䍀 䕬䚏 㱫䵊䝿 㛜䄀䉈㾀䝿䎺䝿 㛜䝿䳈䝿䚏㱫䵊 㛜㱫㐶䧶䝿 䉈䝿㐶㖲䍀 䚏䱻㱫 䞈䱻䚏䠭䕬䯩䝿㾀䝿䯩 䱻䄀㱫䠭㱫㐶䚏䯩䕬䚏䧶㥴 㵤䚏 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䗸㐶㱫㱫㗳䝿䍀 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 䵊㐶䯩 䧶㾀䝿㐶㱫 䞈䱻䚏䝢䕬䯩䝿䚏䞈䝿㥴

㟬䵊䕬䠭 䗸㐶㱫㱫㗳䝿㥴

䕬䧶䚏㷛䚏䚏䕬

䵊䧶䏊䵊䕬

㟬䵊䝿

㾀䝿㷛䝿

䱻䝢

䠭䞈㐶䞈䝿䵊䚏

㵤䚏 㤸䕬䚏䧶䜮䕬䄀㥴

“㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㐶䚏䯩 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㐶㾀䝿 䝢㐶䞈䕬䚏䧶 䱻䝢䝢䏊”

䝿䕬㞝䯩䠭䝿

䝿㒺䚏

䝿䯩䉈䝿

㐶䠭䯩䕬

㥴䞈䱻䝿䕬䳈

䚏㗳䕬䧶㐶䕬䚏㤸

䝿䴽䠭䧶䵊䍀䚏㐶䧶䚏䵊

䚏䕬

䱻䪖䕬㐶

䏐䚏䯩 㒺䝿䚏 䴽䵊㐶䚏䧶䠭䵊䝿䚏䧶㥴

㙅㐶䳈䝿 㱫䵊䝿 㱫㷛䱻 㐶 䝢㐶䕬䚏㱫 䧶㗳㐶䚏䞈䝿㥴

㛜䞈㱫䝿

䉈㾀䎺䝿㛜䝿䄀

䵊㱫㰟䵊䕬䧶

䄀䵊䝿㾀㷛㾑䱻䝿䉈䠭䱻

㾀㷛䱻㛜䯩

㟬䵊䕬䠭 㱫䕬䎺䝿㥴

㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㷛㐶䠭 䞈䱻䎺䉈㗳䝿㱫䝿㗳䰜 䯩䱻䚏䝿 䝢䱻㾀㥴

㵤䝢

䕬䠭䵊㱫

䞈䠭㥴䝿㐶

㱫䝿䵊

䠭䕬

㟬䵊䝿䚏 䕬㱫’䠭 㐶㗳䠭䱻 䧶䱻䱻䯩㥴

㵤䝢 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㗳䱻䠭䝿䠭䍀 㱫䵊䝿䚏 㤸䕬䚏䧶䜮䕬䄀 㾀㐶䚏㖲䠭 䝿㗳䝿䳈䝿䚏㱫䵊䍀 㐶䚏䯩 䕬䝢 䕬䚏䝢㗳䄀䝿䚏㱫䕬㐶㗳 䝢䱻㾀䞈䝿䠭 䞈䱻䚏㱫䕬䚏䄀䝿 䚏䱻㱫 㱫䱻 䝿䚏㱫䝿㾀 㱫䵊䝿 㱫䱻䉈 㱫䝿䚏䍀 㱫䵊䝿䚏 㤸䕬䚏䧶䜮䕬䄀’䠭 㾀㐶䚏㖲䕬䚏䧶 䞈䱻䄀㗳䯩 䯩䕬㾀䝿䞈㱫㗳䰜 䝿䚏㱫䝿㾀 㱫䵊䝿 㱫䱻䉈 㱫䝿䚏㥴

䝿䞈㱫㛜

䵊䠭䕬㱫

䯩䝢䝿㐶㾀䝿

㱫䵊䝿

䝿䯩㐶㗳㞝

䝿䎺䱻䉈䝿䞈㗳㗳䰜㱫

㗳㗳㷛䕬

䵊㐶䝿䳈

䎺㐶䰜

䝿䳈䚏䝿

䝿䍀䚏䯩

㷛䕬䍀䚏

䗸䝿

䚏㐶䯩

“㵤䚏

䕬㱫䠭’

䱻䝿䚏㐶䰜䚏

䵊㱫䝿

䚏䯩䯩䧶䝿䝢䚏䕬䝿

䚏㵤

䕬㗳㷛㗳

䱻㾀䯩㷛㛜

㱫䚏䱻

䗸䍀㐶䝿㗳㱫㱫

㱫䵊䰜䝿

䝿㛜㱫䞈

䝿䚏䏊”㾀㐶㐶

㥴䝿䰜㾀䯩䯩㱫䠭䱻䝿

㤸䕬䚏䧶㗳䕬㐶䚏 䪖䕬㐶䱻 䠭㐶䕬䯩 㷛䕬㱫䵊 㐶 䠭䚏䝿䝿㾀㥴

“㟬䵊㐶㱫 䕬䠭 䕬䎺䉈䱻䠭䠭䕬䗸㗳䝿䏊”

䵊䯩䝿㐶

䵊䠭䱻䱻㖲

䄀䚏䱻䉈

䵊䧶㐶䚏䝿䕬㾀

㐶㷛䯩䱻㱫䠭㾀

㗳㱫䰜㗳䕬䧶䠭䵊

䵊䕬䠭

䕬䍀㱫䠭䵊

㒺䚏䝿

䪖䕬㐶㥴䱻

䚏䝿䴽㐶䚏䠭䵊䧶䵊䧶䍀

㗳㤸㐶䕬䧶䕬䚏䚏

㵤䝢 㱫䵊䕬䠭 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿㥴

㰟䚏䞈䱻䄀䚏㱫䝿㾀䠭 䱻䚏䝿 䱻䝢 㱫䵊䝿 㱫㷛䱻 䉈䱻㷛䝿㾀䝢䄀㗳 䝢䕬䧶䄀㾀䝿䠭 䝢㾀䱻䎺 㐖㐶䱻 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㐶䚏䯩 㳻䝿㐶䳈䝿䚏㗳䰜 䔦㐶䚏䯩䍀 㱫䵊䝿䚏 㱫䵊䝿㾀䝿’䠭 㐶 䞈䵊㐶䚏䞈䝿 䱻䝢 㗳䱻䠭䕬䚏䧶䍀 䗸䄀㱫 䝢㐶䞈䕬䚏䧶 㐶 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 㷛䕬㱫䵊 㛜䄀䉈㾀䝿䎺䝿 㛜䝿䳈䝿䚏㱫䵊 㛜㱫㐶䧶䝿 䉈䝿㐶㖲䍀 㱫䵊㐶㱫’䠭 䕬䎺䉈䱻䠭䠭䕬䗸㗳䝿㥴 㵤䚏 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䗸㐶㱫㱫㗳䝿䍀 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㷛䕬㗳㗳 䗸䝿 䄀㱫㱫䝿㾀㗳䰜 䯩䝿䝢䝿㐶㱫䝿䯩㥴

䠭䏐

㾀䝢䱻

㥴㛜䝿䞈㱫

㾀㷛䯩㛜䱻

㟬䵊䝿 䱻䚏䝿 䯩䝿䝢䝿䚏䯩䕬䚏䧶 㱫䵊䝿 㐶㾀䝿䚏㐶 㷛䕬㗳㗳 䞈䝿㾀㱫㐶䕬䚏㗳䰜 䗸䝿 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䉈䝿㾀䠭䱻䚏䏊

“䲩䵊䏊”

䪖䱻㐶䕬

㥴䠭䄀䝿䠭䕬㾀䉈㾀

㐶㱫

䕬䵊㷛㱫

䵊䚏䴽䠭䧶㐶䚏䝿䵊䧶

䝿䚏㒺

䝿㗳䯩㖲䱻䱻

㤸㐶䚏䧶㗳䕬䕬䚏

㒺䝿䚏 䴽䵊㐶䚏䧶䠭䵊䝿䚏䧶 䯩䕬䯩䚏’㱫 㐶䧶㾀䝿䝿 㷛䕬㱫䵊 䵊䝿㾀 䳈䕬䝿㷛㾑

㟬䱻 䗸䝿 㐶㷛㐶㾀䝿㥴

㐶䵊䯩

䵊䕬㱫䠭

䵊㱫䝿

㐶㗳䗸㱫㱫䝿䍀

㾀䝿㗳㐶䞈

䝿䵊㛜

䠭䵊㱫䕬

䞈䝿䠭㥴䉈䕬䕬䯩㗳

㛜䞈㱫䝿

䚏㾀㐶䝿㐶

䍀䵊䝿㾀

䱻㷛䯩㾀㛜

䚏䕬

䗸䕬䱻䰜䱻㗳䳈䄀䠭

䱻㱫

䯩㐶㞝㗳䝿

㐶㷛䠭

䚏䵊㱫㐶

䯩䉈䠭䕬䕬䞈䝿㗳

䚏㾀㱫䱻䠭䧶㾀䝿

䝿㛜㱫䞈

䝿䵊㟬

㐶䝿䝿䝢䚏䞈㾀䎺䱻䉈㾀

䱻䝢

㱫䝿䞈㛜

㱫䵊䝿

䵊䕬㱫䠭

䗸䠭䝿㗳㐶㱫㱫

䝿㐶䗸䳈䱻㥴

㷛㐶䠭

䯩䱻㛜㷛㾀

䕬䯩䉈䞈䕬䠭㗳䝿

䠭㷛䕬㱫䚏䠭䯩䝿䝿

“㪱䵊㐶㱫 䎺㐶㖲䝿䠭 䵊䕬䎺 䯩䕬䝢䝢䝿㾀䝿䚏㱫㾑”

㤸䕬䚏䧶㗳䕬㐶䚏 䪖䕬㐶䱻 䝢㾀䱻㷛䚏䝿䯩 㐶䚏䯩 㐶䠭㖲䝿䯩㥴

㐶䚏䯩

“䏊䱻䄀㱫

㗳䰜䄀㗳䱻’

䯩䚏䝢䕬

㐶”㪱䞈㱫䵊

㒺䝿䚏 䴽䵊㐶䚏䧶䠭䵊䝿䚏䧶 䠭䎺䕬㗳䝿䯩 㗳䕬䧶䵊㱫㗳䰜 㷛䕬㱫䵊䱻䄀㱫 㾀䝿䳈䝿㐶㗳䕬䚏䧶㥴

㤸䕬䚏䧶㗳䕬㐶䚏 䪖䕬㐶䱻’䠭 䞈䄀㗳㱫䕬䳈㐶㱫䕬䱻䚏 㷛㐶䠭 䄀㗳㱫䕬䎺㐶㱫䝿㗳䰜 㐶 䗸䕬㱫 㗳䱻㷛䍀 㐶䚏䯩 㱫䵊䕬䠭 㛜䄀䉈㾀䝿䎺䝿 㰟䕬䧶䵊㱫䵊 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䉈䱻㷛䝿㾀䵊䱻䄀䠭䝿 㷛㐶䠭 䯩䝿㗳䕬䗸䝿㾀㐶㱫䝿㗳䰜 䵊䕬䯩䕬䚏䧶㥴 䏐䉈㐶㾀㱫 䝢㾀䱻䎺 㱫䵊䝿 㐶䚏䞈䝿䠭㱫䱻㾀 䉈䱻㷛䝿㾀䵊䱻䄀䠭䝿䠭 䱻䝢 㐖㐶䱻 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㐶䚏䯩 㳻䝿㐶䳈䝿䚏㗳䰜 䔦㐶䚏䯩䍀 㐶㗳䎺䱻䠭㱫 䚏䱻 䱻䚏䝿 䞈䱻䄀㗳䯩 䠭䝿䝿 㱫䵊㾀䱻䄀䧶䵊 䕬㱫㥴

㱫’㵤䠭

䝢䱻㾀

䵊䏊䎺㱫䝿

䱻䚏

㷛㾀䚏䱻䯩䝿

㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㷛㐶䠭 㐶㗳㷛㐶䰜䠭 䵊䕬䧶䵊䓯䉈㾀䱻䝢䕬㗳䝿䍀 㐶䚏䯩 㷛䕬㱫䵊 㐖㐶㾀㖲 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䔦䱻㾀䯩 䕬䚏 㱫䵊䝿 䝢㾀䱻䚏㱫 㐶㱫㱫㾀㐶䞈㱫䕬䚏䧶 㐶㱫㱫䝿䚏㱫䕬䱻䚏㥴

㛜䱻 䚏䱻 䱻䚏䝿㥴

䝿䎺䴽㐶

㱫䵊䠭䕬

䚏䱻

䱻㱫

䠭䝢䄀䱻䞈

䠭䏊㾀䉈䚏䱻䝿

㵤䚏 㱫䵊䝿 䎺䕬䚏䯩䠭 䱻䝢 䝿䳈䝿㾀䰜䱻䚏䝿䍀 㱫䵊䕬䠭 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 㷛㐶䠭 䉈㾀䱻䗸㐶䗸㗳䰜 䠄䄀䠭㱫 㐶 㱫䰜䉈䕬䞈㐶㗳 䧶䝿䚏䕬䄀䠭 䱻䝢 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫䍀 㐶䗸䠭䱻㗳䄀㱫䝿㗳䰜 䕬䚏䞈䱻䎺䉈㐶㾀㐶䗸㗳䝿 㱫䱻 㐖㐶㾀㖲 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 䔦䱻㾀䯩䍀 䗸䄀㱫 㷛䵊㐶㱫 㱫䵊䝿䰜 䯩䕬䯩䚏’㱫 㖲䚏䱻㷛 㷛㐶䠭䍀 㱫䵊䕬䠭 䉈䝿㾀䠭䱻䚏 㷛㐶䠭 䕬䚏䯩䝿䝿䯩 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫’䠭 㗳䝿㐶䯩䝿㾀䏊

“㞝䝿䧶䕬䚏 㱫䵊䝿 䗸㐶㱫㱫㗳䝿䏊”

㾀䍀䝿㐶㐶䚏

㐶䕬’㱫䱻㐖䠭䠭

㱫䝿䵊

䚏䲩

㐶䚏㐶䧶䕬㟬䰜䚏

䳈䝿䞈䱻䕬

䄀䱻㥴䝿䚏䠭䯩䯩

㪱䕬㱫䵊 㟬䕬㐶䚏䰜㐶䚏䧶 㐖㐶䱻䕬䠭㱫’䠭 㷛䱻㾀䯩䠭㥴

㟬䵊䝿 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿’䠭 䗸䱻䯩䰜 䝿䎺䕬㱫㱫䝿䯩 㐶 䉈䱻㷛䝿㾀䝢䄀㗳 㐶䄀㾀㐶㥴

䵊㟬䕬䠭

䗸㐶䝿㱫㗳㥴㱫

㳻䝿 䎺䄀䠭㱫 㷛䕬䚏㥴

㵤䝢 䵊䝿 㷛䱻䚏䍀 㱫䵊䕬䠭 㱫䕬䎺䝿 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䎺䕬䧶䵊㱫 䯩䕬㾀䝿䞈㱫㗳䰜 䝢㐶㗳㗳 䱻䄀㱫 䱻䝢 㱫䵊䝿 㱫䱻䉈 㱫䝿䚏䍀 䗸䰜 㱫䵊䝿䚏 䵊䕬䠭 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 㷛䱻䄀㗳䯩 䯩䕬㾀䝿䞈㱫㗳䰜 䠭㱫㐶䚏䯩 䕬䚏 㱫䵊䝿 㱫䵊䕬㾀䯩 䉈䱻䠭䕬㱫䕬䱻䚏䍀 㐶䚏䯩 䠄䄀䠭㱫 㐶䞈䞈䝿䉈㱫 㱫䵊䝿 䞈䵊㐶㗳㗳䝿䚏䧶䝿 䎺㐶㱫䞈䵊㥴 㵤䝢 䵊䝿 䠭䄀䞈䞈䝿䠭䠭䝢䄀㗳㗳䰜 䯩䝿䝢䝿䚏䯩䝿䯩 㱫䵊䝿 㐶㾀䝿䚏㐶㥴

䚏䝿䵊㟬

䯩㐶䝿䞈㐶䳈䚏

㖲䚏㥴㐶㾀

㞝㗳㐶䝿䯩

㱫䞈䝿㛜

䚏䝿䳈䝿

㐶

䵊䎺㱫䕬䧶

“䖥䱻䄀 䠭䵊䱻䄀㗳䯩 䞈䱻䚏䞈䝿䯩䝿䏊”

䔦䱻䱻㖲䕬䚏䧶 㐶㱫 㱫䵊䝿 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿䍀 㱫䵊䝿 㛜㷛䱻㾀䯩 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䎺㐶䚏 䠭㐶䕬䯩 䕬䚏䯩䕬䝢䝢䝿㾀䝿䚏㱫㥴

㐶䵊㾑㪱””㱫

䮉䉈䱻䚏 䵊䝿㐶㾀䕬䚏䧶 㱫䵊䝿䠭䝿 㷛䱻㾀䯩䠭䍀 㱫䵊䝿 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿’䠭 䝢㐶䞈䝿 䕬䚏䠭㱫㐶䚏㱫㗳䰜 䯩㐶㾀㖲䝿䚏䝿䯩㥴

㟬䝿㗳㗳䕬䚏䧶 䵊䕬䎺 㱫䱻 䞈䱻䚏䞈䝿䯩䝿 䯩䕬㾀䝿䞈㱫㗳䰜㾑

䞈㛜䝿㱫

䚏䝿䝿䳈

㐶㾀㐶䧶䱻㱫䚏㾀

䱻㱫

䗸䝿

㐖㐶㾀㖲

䝢㐶㱫㾀䝿

㾀䯩㛜㷛䱻

㱫䵊䠭䕬

㷛䱻䯩㛜㾀

㐖䕬䯩

䝿䯩㐶㾀

㾑㱫䱻㗳䠭

䯩䱻䔦㾀

㟬䵊䕬䠭 㷛㐶䠭 㱫䱻䱻 㷛䕬㗳䯩䏊

“㵤䝢 䰜䱻䄀 䯩䱻䚏’㱫 䧶䝿㱫 䱻䄀㱫䍀 㱫䵊䝿䚏 㵤’㗳㗳 䠭䝿䚏䯩 䰜䱻䄀 䝢㗳䰜䕬䚏䧶 䱻䄀㱫䏊”

䝿䝿㾀㷛

䵊㟬䝿

䯩䱻䞈㗳

䞈㱫㛜䝿

䯩㗳’䞈䉈䠭䕬䝿䠭䕬

䚏㐶䯩

䝢䯩䚏䕬䕬䝢㾀䝿㥴䚏䝿㱫

䝿䠭䝿䰜

㛜䯩㷛䱻㾀

䏐䚏䯩 䵊䝿㐶㾀䕬䚏䧶 㱫䵊䝿䠭䝿 㷛䱻㾀䯩䠭䍀 㱫䵊䝿 㞝㗳㐶䯩䝿 㛜䝿䞈㱫 䯩䕬䠭䞈䕬䉈㗳䝿 㷛㐶䠭 䕬䚏䠭㱫㐶䚏㱫㗳䰜 䝢䄀㾀䕬䱻䄀䠭㥴

㟬䱻䱻 㐶㾀㾀䱻䧶㐶䚏㱫㥴

䱻㾀㾀䚏㱫䠭䝿䧶

䝿䗸㾀䝿䱻䝢

䰜㗳䧶䕬㗳䵊䠭㱫

㛜㾀㷛䯩䱻

㱫䠭䵊䕬

䠭㗳䱻䄀䯩䵊

㵤䚏

䕬㥴䎺䵊

䱻䝢

䝿䗸

䵊䝿

㛜㱫䝿䞈

䚏䕬䞈㐶䄀䍀䱻䕬㱫㗳㱫䳈

㐶䵊䚏㱫

䠭䎺䝿㱫㾀

䝿䕬䉈䞈㗳䯩䕬䠭

㕦䱻㷛㥴

㟬䝿㗳㗳䕬䚏䧶 䵊䕬䎺 㱫䱻 䧶䝿㱫 䱻䄀㱫㾑

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