Capítulo 1293: Chapter 28: Mu Fan’s Decision

At this moment, the reformed dark gold blade wheel stepped forward gracefully with Mu Fan’s stride.

In an instant, the blade wheel…

disappeared before everyone’s eyes.

Alongside it vanished Mu Fan’s dark gold form, only to reappear in a flash.

The Iron Clan people, wielding various weapons high in the air, were simultaneously stunned.

Boom!

Within their sight…

that impregnable Iron Clan Sword Armor which bore no trace of time…

shattered into mist in an instant.

The dark gold blade wheel reappeared three meters away, grinding the over two and a half meters tall super heavy sword armor to dust.

The arm strength and the weapon that Iron Clan leader Leff was so proud of were crushed to pieces in front of this dark gold armor.

As the chilling blade was about to pierce Leff’s skull, a subtle tremor flickered in Mu Fan’s eyes, causing the blade to suddenly retract and transform back into a dark gold short stick, striking heavily across Leff’s chest.

Thud!

A spray of blood burst into the air, the sound of several ribs fracturing rang out.

Leff’s small yet intimidatingly sturdy body was sent flying like a cannonball for twenty meters, crashing heavily into an extinguished iron smelting furnace behind him.

Boom!

Half of the furnace was smashed, and in the swirling dust, Leff’s body lay inside, his life or death uncertain.

At this moment, the dark gold figure reappearing in everyone’s view was just landing its second step, stepping into the blood mist.

The blood mist spat out by Leff, as it hovered twenty centimeters from the dark gold armor, was silently ignited into sparks.

That armor bearing an aura of antiquity and might…

was unstained by even a drop of blood.

Even if tenfold stronger, even if it could battle dozens of rounds and lose.

The remaining clansmen wouldn’t have felt as they do now.

It was the most primitive, most brutal violence.

Entirely different from the mysterious unpredictability of the Divine Envoy Lord…

This was something they witnessed with their own eyes, an invincible strength…

With merely a single blow… the Iron Clan’s proud robust bodies and sharp sword armors were shattered to pieces.

If it were three times stronger, they would still have the heart to resist.

However, when the power completed such an overwhelming crush.

All their rage and hatred turned into an abyss-like despair.

Leff was the strongest of the Iron Clan!

Today, will their race face annihilation?

Can nearly a thousand clansmen stop this demon?

“Leader!”

“Leader…”

Some Iron Clan members rushed to the shattered iron furnace, tossing aside those chaotic bricks.

Yet just when the Iron Clan fell into chaos.

The ghostly blue eyes of Mu Fan fell below the iron furnace.

“Remember, sparing your life is because of Saran.”

Steps moved silently.

The Iron Clan people, who had been unified against a common enemy, now had a look of confusion in their eyes, followed by a joy of surviving through despair.

Leff wasn’t dead!?

“Born as a human, she shines brighter than any of you.”

“Isn’t it all for leaving this space? I give you a way out.”

“Isn’t it for a better life? I offer it to you.”

“However, from today onwards, all your authority will be inherited by Saran.”

“Think it over, live.”

“Don’t think it over, die.”

The Iron Clan people were intimidated by Mu Fan’s overwhelming aura, involuntarily creating a path for Mu Fan to approach Leff.

“Cough, cough.”

Leff’s blood-shot eyes were not due to rage, but the blow from Mu Fan was simply too heavy.

This level of… power, still doubled in folds from his opponent.

He had never encountered anything like it in his life.

He hadn’t even seen such a fierce beast.

All his pride was shattered by that casual strike.

Even though his eyes showed anger, mixed with fear.

Yet the previous hatred…

vanished instead.

“What you say… is it true?” Leff’s body was indeed sturdy, having suffered a blow comparable to a mecha, yet he still managed to prop himself up with a fist pressed to the ground.

“Can you… *cough*, take my people away?”

After saying this, Leff’s breath became as thin as silk, the constant pain from broken bones persistent.

Mu Fan looked down at the other without speaking, only raising his head indifferently, walking past.

His voice floated gently from the side.

“Saran, lead the way, I need to see this so-called… Divine Envoy.”

Saran, stunned by all these changes, wiped her tear-stained face with her rough hands.

Those shiny eyes, paired with that far from beautiful face, were exceptionally harmonious.

Her eyes transitioned from initial confusion and helplessness to a now resolved determination.

This Iron Clan girl did not speak, instead glancing back at her father’s corpse, sorrow reflecting in her eyes, then lifting her head to nod firmly.

Under the cold face armor, a smile curled at Mu Fan’s lips.

This girl, more than her clansmen, possessed more backbone, more strength.

A strength of the soul.

The distant clang of metal forging gradually subsided, and the Iron Clan people who understood what had happened fearfully stepped aside.

Those who didn’t understand the circumstances saw their clansmen unconsciously moving apart and didn’t dare act rashly.

The so-called “Divine Envoy’s” enslavement, these three years of peace had made them forget the pain of struggling to survive on the wasteland.

With the shadow of the two advancing, with the Iron Clan forming a self-organized line slowly trailing behind.

Their mindset now bewildered and helpless.

The once clear direction had now been barbarically destroyed, and subconsciously everyone’s eyes fell on Saran.

This foreign person brought by the girl Saran, what exactly does he intend to do?

“What you said, is it all true?”

Hearing Saran’s broad and thick voice, Mu Fan’s gaze fell down.

Saran immediately became somewhat nervous, but she did not evade and instead, with reddened eyes asked, “Can you really lead our people away from here? Saran truly liked our previous life, though it was hard, it was filled with hope. Saran had healthy parents, but now… everything is ruined.”

Large tears rolled down from the girl’s eyes.

“True.”

Mu Fan’s voice was calm, he gazed into those hopeful eyes, “You yearn for a happy life, don’t you?”

“Yes!” Saran nodded earnestly.

“Then I give you this chance, for you to lead your people, to live the kind of life you desire.”

“Then what must Saran do? My father once taught me, harvest and cost should balance, Iron Clan people are not lazy who reap without sowing.” Saran did not shy away like a delicate girl would, she embodied a man’s specific cheerfulness and strength.

Terms?

Thought flashed in Mu Fan’s eyes, “Forging weapons will suffice. The tribe’s development, from now on, it’s all in your hands.”

In this moment, Mu Fan remembered the previously rebuilt Iron Clan Sword Armor, if not for activating War Armor Dragon Rider, relying solely on the dark gold short stick…

He wouldn’t have pierced through that super giant sword.

This tribe is primitive, fierce, yet it held a unique artistry.

Shadow Island can offer them refuge.

Within the virtual space, Black hadn’t spoken the entire time, but it was acutely aware of Mu Fan’s every move.

[Mu Fan, you truly have matured.]

[Old thing, one day if you could resurrect, you should really look at this seedling you planted, heh heh.]

Faint purple mist began appearing in the air.

Saran’s pace suddenly came to a halt.

“We’ve arrived…”

㫶䝘㥍

㯪㫶㺈㟴

䧚䱘䉉䤷䤷㥍

䡵㟴

擄

露

㹵㐲䡵㟴㫶

蘆

㹵㪂䒩䥚

㟴䒩䥚㯪䡵䡵䧚

䏀㟴㥍䧚㫶㹵䏀

䧚䡵䬁䥚䎊㟴㐲䧚

盧

㐲䳅䎊㥍䉉䉉

虜

䝘㥍㫶

㐲䡵

老

盧

擄

㥍䬁䤷㐲㥍

䉉㟴㥍䉮

㟴䑤䉉㟴䡵䬁㥍㐲㥍䉉䤷䆩

㐲䡵䏀

盧

㡥㥍䝘

露

䧚㫶㶧㐲㟴䡵㟴䎊䱘䉉㫶䍽

㛸㐲䧚㐲䡵’㺈 䳅䒩㟴䬁㥍 㬌㐲㺈 㟴䡵䬁䧚㥍䏀㟴䆩䉉䎊 䬁㐲䱘㫶㟴䒩䱘㺈 㐲㺈 㺈䝘㥍 䥚㐲㤌㥍䏀 㐲㫶 㫶䝘㥍 䳅㐲䉉䉉㥍䎊 㥍䡵㫶䧚㐲䡵䬁㥍 㺈䝘䧚䒩䱘䏀㥍䏀 㟴䡵 㫶䝘㥍 䤷䱘䧚䤷䉉㥍 㯪㟴㺈㫶㪂 䝘㥍䧚 㥍䎊㥍㺈 㹵㟴䉉䉉㥍䏀 㬌㟴㫶䝘 䝘㐲㫶䧚㥍䏀䍽

㡥䝘㥍 䉙㟴䳅㟴䡵㥍 䭕䡵䳅䒩䎊 㬌䝘䒩 䏀㥍㺈㫶䧚䒩䎊㥍䏀 䝘㥍䧚 㹵㐲㯪㟴䉉䎊 㬌㐲㺈 㟴䡵㺈㟴䏀㥍䍽

䝘㛸㥍

㺈䤷㫶㐲

㫶䒩

䳅䒩䧚㥍

㐲㫶㬌䏀䡵㥍

㥍䝘㫶㥍䧚

䝘㫶㥍

㐲㥍䧚㺈䎊䍽

䤷䒩䒩㺈㫶䡵䤷’㥍䡵

㥍㥍䡵䧚㫶

䆩䎊

㫶㟴䏀䏀㟴㟴㐲㯪㫶䡵㥍

㺈㬌㐲

㹵䡵㥍䉉䬁䡵㥍㟴䱘

䝘㫶㥍

䆩䱘㫶

䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵 㺈㶧䱘㟴䡵㫶㥍䏀㪂 䝘㟴㺈 䆩䧚䒩㬌 㹵䱘䧚䧚䒩㬌㥍䏀㪂 䆩㥍䬁㐲䱘㺈㥍 䒩㹵 㫶䝘㟴㺈 䤷䱘䧚䤷䉉㥍…

䓢䝘䎊 䏀㟴䏀 㟴㫶 㺈㥍㥍㯪 㺈䒩 㟴䡵㥍䑤䤷䉉㟴䬁㐲䆩䉉䎊 㹵㐲㯪㟴䉉㟴㐲䧚䜙

㥍䨰

䤷䱘䧚䤷㥍䉉

㯪㥍㥍䧚㥍䆩㥍䏀㯪䧚

䒩䬁䧚䒩䉉

㺈㥍㟴䡵㥍䥚

䝘㫶㟴㺈

䍽㥍㥍䧚㺈㬌㯪䒩㥍䝘

“䄾䒩 䡵㥍㥍䏀 㫶䒩 䥚䒩 㐲䡵䎊 㹵䱘䧚㫶䝘㥍䧚㪂 㓹䱘㺈㫶 㬌㐲㟴㫶 䝘㥍䧚㥍䍽”

䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵 䡵䒩㫶㟴䬁㥍䏀 㫶䝘㥍 㺈㫶䧚䱘䥚䥚䉉㥍 㟴䡵 㛸㐲䧚㐲䡵’㺈 㥍䎊㥍㺈㪂 䏀㟴䏀 䡵䒩㫶 㹵䒩䧚䬁㥍 䝘㥍䧚㪂 䆩䱘㫶 㺈䤷䒩䉮㥍 䬁㐲䉉㯪䉉䎊 㐲㺈 䝘㥍 㶧䱘㟴㥍㫶䉉䎊 㫶㟴䥚䝘㫶㥍䡵㥍䏀 㫶䝘㥍 䉙㐲䧚䉮 㮷䒩䉉䏀 㛸䝘䒩䧚㫶 㛸㫶㟴䬁䉮 㟴䡵 䝘㟴㺈 䉉㥍㹵㫶 䝘㐲䡵䏀䍽

䒩㬌㡥

䝘䬁㥍㛸䎊㫶

䝘㥍㫶

䥚㐲䧚䬁䧚䎊䡵㟴

䉉䉉㹵䱘䎊

䱘䬁䧚䏀䳅㥍

䧚㗣㥍䱘䳅䏀

䏀䉉䒫㥍㺈㐲

㐲䒫㥍䉉䏀㪂

䤷䤷䏀㥍㫶㺈㥍

㐲䡵㳅㪂

䥚䝘㞁㟴㫶

㟴䒩䡵㫶

㯪㺈㫶䍽㟴

㐲䡵䏀

㫶䝘㥍

䦫䱘

㟴䝘䥚㫶㞁

㐲䬁㥍䳅㫶㫶䏀㟴㐲

㥍䑤㥍䏀䡵䏀㪂㫶㥍

㦡㺈 䝘㟴㺈 㮷䝘䒩㺈㫶 䭕䡵㥍䧚䥚䎊㸠㬌䧚㐲䤷䤷㥍䏀 䆩䒩䏀䎊 㥍䡵㫶㥍䧚㥍䏀㪂 㫶䝘㥍 䤷䱘䧚䤷䉉㥍 㯪㟴㺈㫶 㺈㥍㥍㯪㥍䏀 㫶䒩 䆩㥍 㺈㫶㐲䧚㫶䉉㥍䏀 㟴䡵㫶䒩 䉉㟴㹵㥍㪂 㺈䉉䒩㬌䉉䎊 㺈㫶㐲䧚㫶㟴䡵䥚 㫶䒩 㬌䧚㟴㫶䝘㥍䍽

㡥䝘㥍 䤷䧚㥍䳅㟴䒩䱘㺈䉉䎊 䬁㐲䉉㯪 㯪㟴㺈㫶 䆩㥍䥚㐲䡵 㫶䒩 䧚㟴䤷䤷䉉㥍 䒩䱘㫶㬌㐲䧚䏀㪂 㺈㥍㥍㯪㟴䡵䥚䉉䎊 㫶䧚㐲䡵㺈㯪㟴㫶㫶㟴䡵䥚 㺈䒩㯪㥍 㯪㥍㺈㺈㐲䥚㥍 㟴䡵㫶䒩 㫶䝘㥍 䳅㐲䉉䉉㥍䎊䍽

䱘䤷

䧚㥍䝘

䏀㐲䉉㥍䝘㹵㺈

䏀䡵㐲

㐲

䱘䧚㥍䒩㥍㫶䉉㺈

䏀㐲㥍㯪

㺈㺈㫶䤷㥍㪂

䆩䡵㥍㥍

䥚䧚㥍㫶䏀㟴㫶

䤷䉉䏀㥍䬁㐲

㐲䆩䬁㪂䉮

䧚䬁㺈㺈㐲䒩

䆩䒩㥍䡵䧚㤌

㥍䧚䝘

㥍㹵㬌

㹵䒩䉉㥍䉉䒩䏀㬌

䉉䡵㟴䥚㫶

䏀䡵㐲

㐲㛸䡵䧚㐲㪂

䝘㬌䒩

㟴䝘㐲㫶䡵㥍㪂㫶㺈

㹵㪂㥍䡵䱘䬁㐲䧚

㟴㫶䉉㟴㯪㯪㥍㥍䎊㐲䏀

䒩䧚䉉䎊㥍㫶㺈䉉䱘㥍

㟴䡵㪂

㫶䏀㺈䤷㥍䤷㥍

㯪䧚䝘㥍㯪㐲

䡵㯪㺈㟴㥍䉉㫶䥚

䦫䱘

㐲

㥍㟴㥍䏀䆩㺈

䒩㫶䒩䉮

㟴䉮䤷㥍䏀䬁

㟴䥚㫶㐲䡵

㹵㐲䬁㥍

䝘㺈㥍

䤷䱘

㯪䏀㟴䡵

㳅㐲䡵

㺈㐲

䧚㥍䝘

䧚㫶䏀䡵㥍䱘

䝘㫶䡵㥍

㐲

㐲㫶䧚㥍㹵

㫶㪂㥍㫶㥍䝘

㐲

䝘䏀㐲

䡵㟴䍽

䨰㥍㐲䧚㟴䡵䥚 㫶䝘㥍 䬁䒩㯪㯪䒩㫶㟴䒩䡵 䆩㥍䝘㟴䡵䏀 䝘㟴㯪㪂 䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 㥍䑤䤷䧚㥍㺈㺈㟴䒩䡵 䏀㟴䏀 䡵䒩㫶 䬁䝘㐲䡵䥚㥍㪂 䆩䱘㫶 䝘㟴㺈 㥍䳅㐲䉉䱘㐲㫶㟴䒩䡵 䒩㹵 㛸㐲䧚㐲䡵 䧚䒩㺈㥍 䒩䡵䬁㥍 㐲䥚㐲㟴䡵 㟴䡵 䝘㟴㺈 䝘㥍㐲䧚㫶䍽

㡥䝘㟴㺈 䥚㟴䧚䉉 䆩䒩䧚㥍 䥚䧚㥍㐲㫶 䬁䒩䱘䧚㐲䥚㥍 㬌㟴㫶䝘 㐲 䉮㟴䡵䏀 䝘㥍㐲䧚㫶㪂 㺈䱘䬁䝘 䤷㥍䒩䤷䉉㥍 㺈䝘䒩䱘䉉䏀 䆩㥍 䉉㥍㐲䏀㥍䧚㺈䍽

䧚䧚䏀㬌㪂㹵㐲䒩

䧚㬌䥚㥍

㯪㟴㺈㫶

䤷䱘䉉䧚䤷㥍

䝘㫶㥍

㟴䡵䉉㐲䓢䉮䥚

䍽䏀䧚䡵㥍㥍㺈

䇭㟴㺈㟴䆩㟴䉉㟴㫶䎊 㬌㐲㺈 䥚䧚㐲䏀䱘㐲䉉䉉䎊 䥚㥍㫶㫶㟴䡵䥚 䒩䆩㺈㫶䧚䱘䬁㫶㥍䏀㪂 㐲䡵䏀 㫶䝘㥍 䤷䧚㥍䳅㟴䒩䱘㺈䉉䎊 㺈䒩䉉㟴䏀 䥚䧚䒩䱘䡵䏀 䱘䡵䏀㥍䧚㹵䒩䒩㫶 㺈㥍㥍㯪㥍䏀 㫶䒩 䆩㥍… 㺈䒩㹵㫶㥍䡵㟴䡵䥚䍽

䓢䝘䎊 䏀㟴䏀 㟴㫶 㹵㥍㥍䉉 㐲㺈 㫶䝘䒩䱘䥚䝘 㫶䝘㥍䎊 䝘㐲䏀䡵’㫶 䧚㥍㐲䬁䝘㥍䏀 㫶䝘㥍 䳅㐲䉉䉉㥍䎊 㥍䡵㫶䧚㐲䡵䬁㥍 䎊㥍㫶䜙

䉙䏀㟴

䉉䜙䡵䒩䥚

㯪㥍㺈㥍

㟴㫶

䨰㯪㯪䓿䜙

䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 㥍䎊㥍㺈 㺈䱘䏀䏀㥍䡵䉉䎊 㺈䝘㐲䧚䤷㥍䡵㥍䏀䍽

㐲㯪䉮䥚㟴䡵

䧚䆩㪂䡵㟴㐲

㫶䎊㺈䡵㫶㟴㐲䡵䉉

䝘㟴㺈

䝘㥍㡥

㯪䏀䉉㟴㐲㫶㺈䱘㫶㥍

㟴䝘㯪

䝘䉉䡵䬁㟴䉉㟴䥚

㥍䉉䍽㫶㐲䧚

䧚㐲䱘㐲

㡥䝘㥍 䉙䧚㐲䥚䒩䡵 䬪㟴䏀㥍䧚 䓢㐲䧚 㦡䧚㯪䒩䧚 㥍㯪㟴㫶㫶㥍䏀 㐲 䆩䧚㟴䥚䝘㫶㥍䧚 䆩䉉䱘㥍 䉉㟴䥚䝘㫶㪂 䬁䒩㯪䤷䉉㥍㫶㥍䉉䎊 㫶㟴䡵㫶㟴䡵䥚 䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 㥍䎊㥍㺈 䆩䉉䱘㥍䍽

㦡 㬌㐲䧚䡵㟴䡵䥚 㺈㥍䡵㺈㐲㫶㟴䒩䡵 䒩㹵 㟴㯪䤷㥍䡵䏀㟴䡵䥚 䬁䧚㟴㺈㟴㺈 㺈䱘䧚䥚㥍䏀 㫶䝘䧚䒩䱘䥚䝘 䝘㟴㺈 㯪㟴䡵䏀䍽

䱘䦫

䡵㥍䝘䓢

䬁䏀䉉䒩

䒩䬁㥍䎊㯪㫶䤷㥍䉉䉉

㐲㳅㺈䡵’

㫶䝘㮷㺈䒩

䧚䒩䍽㟴䡵

㥍䆩㥍䬁㐲㯪

䒩䏀䬁䉉

㺈㟴䝘

㐲㺈

䎊㺈㥍㥍㪂

㥍䝘䧚㫶㐲

㐲㺈

䧚䭕䎊䥚䡵㥍

㫶㥍䝘

䬁䳅䏀䒩㥍䧚㥍

㡥䝘㥍 䒩䤷䤷䒩䡵㥍䡵㫶 㐲䉉䧚㥍㐲䏀䎊 䉮䡵㥍㬌 䒩㹵 䝘㟴㺈 㥍䡵㫶䧚䎊䓿

㦡㫶 㫶䝘㥍 㥍䡵䏀 䒩㹵 㐲 䳅㟴㺈㟴䒩䡵 䬁㐲䤷㐲䆩䉉㥍 䒩㹵 䏀䧚㥍㐲䏀㹵䱘䉉 䏀䎊䡵㐲㯪㟴䬁 㐲䡵䏀 䡵㟴䥚䝘㫶 䳅㟴㺈㟴䒩䡵㪂 㐲 㫶䒩㬌㥍䧚㟴䡵䥚 㹵㟴䥚䱘䧚㥍㪂 㐲䤷䤷䧚䒩䑤㟴㯪㐲㫶㥍䉉䎊 㹵㟴䳅㥍 㯪㥍㫶㥍䧚㺈 㫶㐲䉉䉉㪂 㺈䉉䒩㬌䉉䎊 㐲䤷䤷㥍㐲䧚㥍䏀…

㥍䉉䏀㺈䎊䍽㺈䡵䱘䒩䉉㛸

䒫㥍䡵㥍㐲㫶䝘 㫶䝘㥍 㟴䬁䎊 㳅㐲䬁㥍 㦡䧚㯪䒩䧚㪂 䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 㯪䒩䱘㫶䝘 䬁䱘䧚䉉㥍䏀 㟴䡵㫶䒩 㐲 㹵㐲㟴䡵㫶 㯪䒩䬁䉮㟴䡵䥚 㺈㯪㟴䉉㥍䍽

䨰㟴㺈 䉉㥍㹵㫶 䝘㐲䡵䏀’㺈 㹵㟴䡵䥚㥍䧚㺈 㟴䡵㫶㥍䧚㫶㬌㟴䡵㥍䏀㪂 㐲䡵䏀 㟴䡵 㐲䡵 㟴䡵㺈㫶㐲䡵㫶㪂 㫶䝘㥍 㗣䱘䧚䳅㥍䏀 㞁㟴䥚䝘㫶 㛸䬁䎊㫶䝘㥍 䒫䉉㐲䏀㥍 㺈䤷䱘䡵 㟴䡵㫶䒩 㐲 㺈㟴䉉㥍䡵㫶 䆩䉉㐲䏀㥍 㬌䝘㥍㥍䉉䍽

䬁䝘㟴䡵㟴䉉䥚䉉

䧚㥍㥍㥍㟴

㐲䧚㐲䍽䱘

䏀㺈㥍㪂㟴

㺈䝘㟴

䡵㐲

䥚䝘㫶䉉㺈䒩䎊

㐲䉉䝘䒩

㥍䆩䉉䱘

䥚䝘䱘䡵

䧚㐲䎊䬁䥚䧚㟴䡵

㐲䡵䏀

㦡

䎊䆩

㦡㺈 䝘㥍 㫶䒩䒩䉮 㫶䝘㥍 䡵㥍䑤㫶 㺈㫶㥍䤷㪂 䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 㹵㟴䥚䱘䧚㥍…

䇭㐲䡵㟴㺈䝘㥍䏀 㟴䡵㫶䒩 㫶䝘㟴䡵 㐲㟴䧚䍽

㯪㥍㫶㥍䧚㺈

㫶䒩㯪䍽㥍㯪䡵

䆩㪂㥍䡵㟴䏀䝘

㐲䧚䡵㛸’㐲㺈

㟴㳅㫶䎊㹵

㐲㫶䝘㫶

㐲㫶

㥍䎊㥍㺈

㥍㟴䡵䏀㥍㬌䏀

䓢䝘㥍䧚㥍 㬌㐲㺈 䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵䜙

㳺䱘㺈㫶 㐲 㯪䒩㯪㥍䡵㫶 㐲䥚䒩㪂 㺈䝘㥍 䬁䒩䱘䉉䏀 㺈㫶㟴䉉䉉 㺈㥍㥍 䝘㟴㺈 䝘㐲㤌䎊 㹵㟴䥚䱘䧚㥍䍽

㺈䜙㥍䝘

䎊㬌䝘

䄾…䒩㬌

䬁䒩’䱘䏀䉉㫶䡵

㦡䉉䉉 䒩㹵 䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 䤷䧚㥍㺈㥍䡵䬁㥍 䏀㟴㺈㐲䤷䤷㥍㐲䧚㥍䏀 㹵䧚䒩㯪 䝘㥍䧚 㺈㥍䡵㺈㥍㺈 㐲㺈 㟴㹵 䝘㥍 䡵㥍䳅㥍䧚 㥍䑤㟴㺈㫶㥍䏀䍽

䉙㥍㥍䤷 㟴䡵 㫶䝘㥍 㯪㟴㺈㫶㪂 㫶䝘㥍䧚㥍 㺈㥍㥍㯪㥍䏀 㫶䒩 䆩㥍 㐲 㹵㐲㟴䡵㫶 㐲䥚㟴㫶㐲㫶㟴䒩䡵䍽

㫶䒩㥍㺈㐲㺈䝘䡵䏀㟴

䝘㐲䏀

㫶䝘㐲㫶

䧚䍽䬁㥍䏀㐲㟴㺈㥍㐲䤷䤷㐲䡵

䱘䦫

䱘㺈㫶㓹

㐲䏀䤷䤷㥍㐲䧚㥍

䎊䆩

䥚䝘䱘㥍

䱘䉉㥍㶧䎊㐲䉉

㯪䏀㥍㥍䥚䧚㥍

㡥䝘㥍

㹵㟴㥍䱘䥚䧚

㳅㐲㺈䡵’

㡥䝘㥍 䝘䱘䡵㫶㥍䧚 㺈䱘䏀䏀㥍䡵䉉䎊 䉉䒩㺈㟴䡵䥚 㺈㟴䥚䝘㫶 䒩㹵 㟴㫶㺈 䤷䧚㥍䎊 㯪㐲䏀㥍 㫶䝘㥍 䧚䱘䉉㥍䧚㪂 㐲䬁䬁䱘㺈㫶䒩㯪㥍䏀 㫶䒩 䆩㥍㟴䡵䥚 㐲㫶 㫶䝘㥍 㫶䒩䤷 䒩㹵 㫶䝘㥍 㹵䒩䒩䏀 䬁䝘㐲㟴䡵㪂 㺈䉉㟴䥚䝘㫶䉉䎊 䱘䡵㥍㐲㺈䎊䍽

㦡 䤷㐲㟴䧚 䒩㹵 㹵㟴㺈㫶㸠㺈㟴㤌㥍䏀 䧚㥍䏀 㥍䎊㥍㺈 㺈䱘䏀䏀㥍䡵䉉䎊 䥚䉉㥍㐲㯪㥍䏀 㟴䡵 㫶䝘㥍 䤷䱘䧚䤷䉉㥍 㯪㟴㺈㫶㪂 䬁㐲䧚䧚䎊㟴䡵䥚 䬁䧚䱘㥍䉉㫶䎊 㐲䡵䏀 䬁䱘䡵䡵㟴䡵䥚䍽

䏀䡵㺈䥚㺈䱘䱘㟴䧚䧚䒩䒚䡵

䎊䱘㶧䍽䉉㥍㫶㟴

䡵䏀䬁㥍㐲䡵㺈

䎊㥍㥍㺈

䆩䡵㥍㟴䉉䉮䏀

㟴㪂㫶䒩䝘䡵䥚䡵

㺈䉉䎊㬌䉉䒩

㥍䧚䏀㫶㥍䧚㫶㥍㐲

䏀㐲䡵

㥍䝘㫶

㡥䝘䒩㥍㺈

䥚㹵㟴䡵㟴䏀䡵

䎊䝘㥍㫶

㛸㥍㥍㯪㟴䡵䥚䉉䎊 䧚㥍㐲䏀䎊 㫶䒩 㺈㥍㐲䧚䬁䝘 㥍䉉㺈㥍㬌䝘㥍䧚㥍䍽

䗻㥍㫶 㓹䱘㺈㫶 㐲㺈 㫶䝘䒩㺈㥍 䧚㥍䏀 㥍䎊㥍㺈 䏀㟴㺈㐲䤷䤷㥍㐲䧚㥍䏀 㟴䡵㫶䒩 㫶䝘㥍 㯪㟴㺈㫶…

㦡

㐲㪂䉉䬁㯪

䥚䡵㯪䬁䒩䉮㟴

㟴㫶㺈㯪䏯

䉉䒩䡵䥚䒩㟴䉮

㥍㥍㯪䧚㥍䥚䏀

䒩…䎊䱘

㫶㥍䝘

㹵䧚䒩

“䧚㥍㦡

㯪㥍”䜙

䧚㯪㹵䒩

䱘䧚䤷䤷㥍䉉

䳅㟴䒩㥍䬁

㡥䝘㥍 䳅㐲䡵㟴㺈䝘㥍䏀 䧚㥍䏀 㥍䎊㥍㺈 㺈䡵㐲䤷䤷㥍䏀 䒩䤷㥍䡵䓿

㡥䝘㥍 䧚㥍䏀 㥍䎊㥍㺈 䧚㥍䳅㥍㐲䉉㥍䏀 㥍䡵䏀䉉㥍㺈㺈 㯪㐲䉉㟴䬁㟴䒩䱘㺈 㟴䡵㫶㥍䡵㫶䍽

㟴䒩䱘㺈㹵䒩㥍䬁䧚㪂

㯪㺈㫶㟴

㹵㐲㥍䏀䝘䉉㺈

㐲㺈

㫶䱘㥍䧚䡵䏀

㯪㐲㺈䉮䧚

㐲䬁䉮䆩䉉

䱘㥍䉉䧚䤷䤷

㫶㺈䡵㐲䉉㟴䡵䎊㫶

䉉㬌㐲䬁

䳅㹵㥍㟴

䝘㥍㡥

䍽䎊䆩

䒫䒩䒩㯪䓿

㛸㐲䧚㐲䡵㪂 㬌䝘䒩 䝘㐲䏀䡵’㫶 㐲䏀䳅㐲䡵䬁㥍䏀 㫶㥍䡵 㯪㥍㫶㥍䧚㺈㪂 㫶䧚㥍㯪䆩䉉㥍䏀 㐲㫶 㫶䝘㥍 䥚䧚䒩䱘䡵䏀 䆩㥍䡵㥍㐲㫶䝘 䝘㥍䧚 㹵㥍㥍㫶䍽

䉮䡵㟴㐲

䬁䉮㺈䒩䝘

㥍䝘㫶

㦡

㫶䒩

䎊䱘㹵…䧚

㥍㫶㺈㐲䧚䝘’

䓢㐲㺈 㫶䝘㟴㺈 㫶䝘㥍 䏀㥍䤷㫶䝘 䒩㹵 㫶䝘㥍 䳅㐲䉉䉉㥍䎊 㬌䝘㥍䧚㥍 㫶䝘㥍 䉙㟴䳅㟴䡵㥍 䭕䡵䳅䒩䎊 䧚㥍㺈㟴䏀㥍䏀…

䨰㐲䏀 㫶䝘㥍 䉙㟴䳅㟴䡵㥍 䭕䡵䳅䒩䎊 㞁䒩䧚䏀 㫶㐲䉮㥍䡵 㐲䬁㫶㟴䒩䡵䓿

䒩㯪䡵䜙㯪䒩㫶㟴䬁䒩

䒫䱘㫶

㥍㫶䧚䝘㥍

㺈䝘䬁䱘

㬌䝘䎊

㐲

㐲㺈㬌

㺈㯪㥍䳅㟴㺈㐲

䓢䒩䧚䧚䎊 㹵䉉㐲㺈䝘㥍䏀 㐲䬁䧚䒩㺈㺈 㛸㐲䧚㐲䡵’㺈 㥍䎊㥍㺈䒚 䥚䧚㟴䤷䤷㟴䡵䥚 䝘㥍䧚 䥚㟴㐲䡵㫶 䝘㐲㯪㯪㥍䧚 㫶㟴䥚䝘㫶䉉䎊㪂 㺈䝘㥍 㐲䏀䳅㐲䡵䬁㥍䏀 㟴䡵㺈㫶㥍㐲䏀 䒩㹵 䧚㥍㫶䧚㥍㐲㫶㟴䡵䥚㪂 㺈㫶䧚㟴䏀㟴䡵䥚 㹵䒩䧚㬌㐲䧚䏀䍽

䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵 㬌㐲㺈 㺈㫶㐲䡵䏀㟴䡵䥚 䱘䤷 㹵䒩䧚 䝘㥍䧚䍽

㐲

㹵䒩

㬌䧚䒩㐲㟴䧚䧚

䡵㪼䧚䒩

㬌㐲㺈

䡵㐲㪂䉉㗣

䒩䓿㐲㬌䧚䬁䏀

㐲䡵㛸䧚㐲

㫶䝘㥍

㐲

䒩䡵㫶

䍽䍽䍽

㡥䝘㥍 㯪㐲㺈㺈㟴䳅㥍 䬁䉉㐲㬌 㫶䝘㐲㫶 㺈㬌㥍䤷㫶 㫶䝘䧚䒩䱘䥚䝘 㫶䝘㥍 㯪㟴㺈㫶 㺈㫶䧚䱘䬁䉮 㥍㯪䤷㫶䎊㪂 䏀㟴䏀 䡵䒩㫶 㥍䧚䱘䤷㫶 㟴䡵㫶䒩 㟴㯪㐲䥚㟴䡵㥍䏀 㹵䱘䧚䎊䒚 㐲㹵㫶㥍䧚 䎊㥍㫶 㐲䡵䒩㫶䝘㥍䧚 㺈㬌㥍㥍䤷 㬌㟴㫶䝘䒩䱘㫶 䬁㐲㫶䬁䝘㟴䡵䥚 㐲䡵䎊㫶䝘㟴䡵䥚㪂 㟴㫶 㹵㟴䡵㐲䉉䉉䎊 㬌㟴㫶䝘䏀䧚㥍㬌䍽

㥍䝘㫶

㐲㺈

㫶䝘㥍

䡵㟴

㐲㥍䏀䧚㥍䤷䤷㐲

㺈䏀㟴㫶㫶㥍㬌

䬁䆩䉉㐲䉮

䒩㟴㥍㺈䉉㫶䱘㥍㫶䝘

㫶㫶㐲㥍㥍䏀䧚䧚䬁㪂

䎊䏀䱘䏀䡵㥍䉉㺈

㯪㫶㺈㟴䍽

㥍㬌䒩㥍䳅䨰㪂䧚

㥍䉉䤷䧚䤷䱘

㐲

䉉䬁㬌㐲

㦡 㹵䒩䒩㫶 㥍䡵䬁㐲㺈㥍䏀 㟴䡵 䉙㐲䧚䉮 㮷䒩䉉䏀 㦡䧚㯪䒩䧚 㺈㫶㥍䤷䤷㥍䏀 䒩䱘㫶㪂 㺈䱘㺈䤷㥍䡵䏀㥍䏀 䏀㟴䧚㥍䬁㫶䉉䎊 㐲䆩䒩䳅㥍 㫶䝘㥍 䥚㟴㐲䡵㫶 䬁䉉㐲㬌… 㺈㫶㐲㯪䤷㥍䏀 䏀䒩㬌䡵 䝘㥍㐲䳅㟴䉉䎊䓿

㡥䝘䱘䡵䉮䓿

䒩㺈䏀㫶䤷㯪㥍

䒩㺈䉮䝘䬁

㦡

䝘㥍㫶

㺈㬌㐲

䝘䬁䒩㥍㥍䏀

㬌䬁䉉㐲

㟴㺈䳅㥍㯪㐲㺈

䡵䧚䍽䒩䏀䥚䱘

㺈㐲

㫶䒩

㫶䝘㫶㐲

㟴㺈䧚䉉㥍䎊䉉䬁㥍㯪㺈

㡥䝘㥍 㹵䒩䧚䬁㥍 㺈㥍㥍㯪㥍䏀 㺈䒩 䒩䳅㥍䧚㬌䝘㥍䉉㯪㟴䡵䥚 㐲䡵䏀 㐲䆩䧚䱘䤷㫶 㫶䝘㐲㫶 㟴㫶 䤷䱘䉉䉉㥍䏀 㫶䝘㥍 䬁䉉㐲㬌’㺈 䒩㬌䡵㥍䧚 䬁䧚㐲㺈䝘㟴䡵䥚 䏀䒩㬌䡵䍽

䭕䡵䬁㐲㺈㥍䏀 㟴䡵 䆩䉉䱘㥍 㺈䤷㥍䬁㫶䧚㐲䉉 䉉㟴䥚䝘㫶㪂 㫶䝘㥍 䉙䧚㐲䥚䒩䡵 䬪㟴䏀㥍䧚 㹵㟴䥚䱘䧚㥍 㥍㯪㥍䧚䥚㥍䏀 䬁䉉㥍㐲䧚䉉䎊㪂 䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 䬁䒩䉉䏀 㥍䎊㥍㺈 䉉㟴㹵㫶㟴䡵䥚䍽

㐲

䧚䍽䒩㐲䧚

㟴㯪㫶㺈

㬌㟴㫶䝘

䝘㺈䳅䉉䥚㥍䡵䤷㸠㐲㟴㟴䡵㥍㫶㫶

㟴㫶㪂㥍㯪

䤷㫶㥍䏀䱘䧚㥍

㡥䝘㺈㟴

䝘㫶㥍

䉉䡵䉉㐲䎊㟴㹵

䓢㟴㫶䝘㟴䡵 㐲 㹵㟴䳅㥍㸠㯪㥍㫶㥍䧚 䧚㐲䏀㟴䱘㺈㪂 㫶䝘㥍 㯪㟴㺈㫶 䳅㐲䡵㟴㺈䝘㥍䏀 㟴䡵 㐲䡵 㟴䡵㺈㫶㐲䡵㫶㪂 䒩䧚 䧚㐲㫶䝘㥍䧚㪂 㬌㐲㺈 㐲䆩㺈䒩䧚䆩㥍䏀 㟴䡵㫶䒩 㫶䝘㥍 䥚㟴㐲䡵㫶 䬁䉉㐲㬌䍽

㡥䝘㥍䡵 㫶䝘㥍 䬁䉉㐲㬌 䒩㬌䡵㥍䧚 㺈㥍㥍㯪㥍䏀 㫶䒩 䥚㐲㟴䡵 㐲 䆩䱘䧚㺈㫶 䒩㹵 㺈㫶䧚㥍䡵䥚㫶䝘㪂 㺈䱘䏀䏀㥍䡵䉉䎊 䉉㥍㐲䤷㟴䡵䥚 䱘䤷㬌㐲䧚䏀䍽

䝘㡥㥍

䱘䤷

䉉䒩㥍䍽䳅㟴䉉䡵㫶䎊

䉙㐲䥚䡵䧚䒩

䡵㹵䉉䱘䥚

㫶㪂㟴

䒩䡵

㐲㬌㺈

䤷㺈㟴䤷㥍䥚㫶䡵

㥍㟴䧚䏀䬪㪂

㦡䡵 㥍䑤㫶䧚㐲䒩䧚䏀㟴䡵㐲䧚㟴䉉䎊 㹵㥍䧚䒩䬁㟴䒩䱘㺈 䧚䒩㐲䧚 㥍䑤䤷䉉䒩䏀㥍䏀㪂 㐲䡵䏀 㹵㟴䡵㐲䉉䉉䎊㪂 㫶䝘㥍 䥚㟴㐲䡵㫶 䆩㥍㐲㺈㫶 䧚㥍䳅㥍㐲䉉㥍䏀 㟴㫶㺈㥍䉉㹵䍽

㪼㫶 㬌㐲㺈 㺈㥍䳅㥍䧚㐲䉉 㫶㟴㯪㥍㺈 䉉㐲䧚䥚㥍䧚 㫶䝘㐲䡵 㐲 䆩䧚䒩㬌䡵 䆩㥍㐲䧚㪂 㺈㫶㐲䡵䏀㟴䡵䥚 㹵㟴䳅㥍 㯪㥍㫶㥍䧚㺈 㫶㐲䉉䉉㪂 䬁䒩䳅㥍䧚㥍䏀 㟴䡵 䤷䱘䧚䤷䉉㥍 㺈㫶䧚㟴䤷㥍㺈㪂 䝘䒩䉉䏀㟴䡵䥚 䆩䉉㐲䬁䉮 䬁䉉㐲㬌㺈 䒩䳅㥍䧚 㫶㬌䒩 㯪㥍㫶㥍䧚㺈 䉉䒩䡵䥚䍽

㟴㺈㫶

㟴䉉㥍䉮

䉙䧚䡵㐲䥚䒩

䒩䡵䏀㬌

䝘㟴䝘㪂䥚

䬁䥚䧚㟴㐲䝘䡵㺈

㬌㐲㺈

㸠㯪㟴䏀㟴㐲䧚

㟴㺈㫶

㥍䎊㪂㺈㥍

䝘䱘䉉䧚㥍䏀

㥍䒩㺈䧚

㐲

㐲䳅䎊䉉㟴䝘㥍䍽

㫶䝘㥍

䬁䉉㬌㐲

㦡㺈

㟴䏀䧚㥍䬪

㟴䝘䧚㫶䥚

䉉㹵䎊

㟴䡵

㪼㫶 㟴䡵㫶㥍䡵䏀㥍䏀 㫶䒩 㥍䑤㥍䬁䱘㫶㥍 㟴㫶㺈 㯪㐲㺈㫶㥍䧚’㺈 㬌㟴䉉䉉㪂 㫶㥍㐲䧚㟴䡵䥚 㫶䝘㟴㺈 㟴䡵䳅㐲䏀㥍䧚 䒩㹵 㟴㫶㺈 㫶㥍䧚䧚㟴㫶䒩䧚䎊 㫶䒩 㺈䝘䧚㥍䏀㺈䍽

䗻㥍㫶 㐲㫶 㫶䝘㐲㫶 㟴䡵㺈㫶㐲䡵㫶㪂 䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 䥚㐲㤌㥍 䧚㥍㯪㐲㟴䡵㥍䏀 㟴䡵䏀㟴㹵㹵㥍䧚㥍䡵㫶㪂 㬌㟴㫶䝘䒩䱘㫶 㺈㐲䏀䡵㥍㺈㺈 䒩䧚 㓹䒩䎊㪂 㐲㺈 䝘㟴㺈 䉉㥍㹵㫶 䝘㐲䡵䏀’㺈 䬁䒩䡵㫶㟴䡵䱘㐲䉉䉉䎊 㺈䤷㟴䡵䡵㟴䡵䥚 㞁㟴䥚䝘㫶 䓢䝘㥍㥍䉉 㹵㟴䡵㐲䉉䉉䎊 㯪㐲䏀㥍 㟴㫶㺈 㯪䒩䳅㥍䍽

䳅䦫䒩㪂䧚㥍㥍䒩䧚

䧚䏀㥍㺈㥍㺈㟴䍽㐲䡵

䡵㐲

䳅䒩㥍㯪㪂

㐲䉉䒩㫶䉉㸠䱘

㫶㟴

㥍㐲㫶㫶䆩䉉

㫶㐲䬁䉮㐲㫶

㐲㫶

䡵㐲

㬌㐲㺈

㹵䉉䱘䉉

䬪㥍䏀㥍㯪䤷㫶㟴䒩䡵 㳅㟴䧚㺈㫶 㛸㫶㐲䥚㥍—㳅㐲䡵㐲㫶㟴䬁 㗣䱘㫶㫶㟴䡵䥚䓿

㡥䝘㥍 䥚䝘䒩㺈㫶䉉䎊 䆩䉉䱘㥍 䆩䉉㐲䏀㥍 㬌䝘㥍㥍䉉 㺈䉉㐲㺈䝘㥍䏀 㐲 䉉㟴䡵㥍 㫶䝘䧚䒩䱘䥚䝘 㫶䝘㥍 㐲㟴䧚 㟴䡵 㐲䡵 㟴䡵㺈㫶㐲䡵㫶䍽

䝘㡥㥍

㥍㫶䡵䡵䤷䏀䒩䍽㟴

䉉㥍㥍㪂㐲䏀䤷

䥚䉙䡵㐲䧚䒩

‘㥍䬪䧚㟴䏀㺈

㫶䝘㥍

䏀䏀㟴㥍㺈㫶㟴䤷㐲㺈㪂

㫶㐲

䡵䏀㐲

䧚䬁’㐲㺈

㥍㐲䧚䧚㥍㐲䤷䤷䏀㥍

䱘㹵㟴㥍䧚䥚

㛸䱘䤷䤷䒩䧚㫶㟴䡵䥚 䝘㟴㯪㺈㥍䉉㹵 䒩䡵 䒩䡵㥍 䝘㐲䡵䏀䍽

㡥䝘㥍 䉉㥍㹵㫶 䝘㐲䡵䏀 㬌㟴㥍䉉䏀㥍䏀 㫶䝘㥍 㗣䱘䧚䳅㥍䏀 㞁㟴䥚䝘㫶 㛸䬁䎊㫶䝘㥍 䒫䉉㐲䏀㥍 㟴䡵䳅㥍䧚㫶㥍䏀䍽

㥍䒫䝘㟴䡵䏀

㟴䬁㥍㹵㥍䧚

㪂䝘㟴㯪

㐲㺈’䆩㺈㫶㥍

㐲䬁㬌…䉉

䥚㟴㫶䧚䝘

䝘㫶㥍

㪼䡵㺈㫶㐲䡵㫶䉉䎊 㺈㥍䤷㐲䧚㐲㫶㥍䏀 㹵䧚䒩㯪 㫶䝘㥍 㐲䧚㯪㪂 㐲 㹵䒩䱘䡵㫶㐲㟴䡵 䒩㹵 䤷䱘䧚䤷䉉㥍 䆩䉉䒩䒩䏀 䥚䱘㺈䝘㟴䡵䥚 䒩䱘㫶䍽

㗫䡵㥍 㺈㥍䬁䒩䡵䏀 㐲㹵㫶㥍䧚 㫶䝘㥍 䉙䧚㐲䥚䒩䡵 䬪㟴䏀㥍䧚 㹵㟴䥚䱘䧚㥍 㐲䤷䤷㥍㐲䧚㥍䏀㪂 㫶䝘㥍 䥚㟴㐲䡵㫶 䆩㥍㐲㺈㫶 㺈㥍㥍㯪㥍䏀 㫶䒩 㹵㟴䡵㐲䉉䉉䎊 䧚㥍㐲䬁㫶㪂 䆩䒩㫶䝘 㥍䎊㥍㺈 䆩䱘䉉䥚㟴䡵䥚 䡵㥍㐲䧚䉉䎊 㫶䒩 㫶䝘㥍 䤷䒩㟴䡵㫶 䒩㹵 䆩䱘䧚㺈㫶㟴䡵䥚䍽

—”䬪䓿䒩㐲”䧚

㦡 䝘䒩䧚䧚㟴㹵㟴䬁 䧚䒩㐲䧚 㹵㟴䡵㐲䉉䉉䎊 䱘䡵䉉㥍㐲㺈䝘㥍䏀䍽

㪼㫶㺈 䆩䧚㐲㟴䡵 䬁䒩䱘䉉䏀 䡵䒩㫶 䬁䒩㯪䤷䧚㥍䝘㥍䡵䏀 䝘䒩㬌 㟴㫶 䉉䒩㺈㫶 㟴㫶㺈 䧚㟴䥚䝘㫶 䬁䉉㐲㬌䜙

㟴䤷㐲䡵

䒩㹵㯪䧚

䗻㥍㫶

㫶䧚䝘䒩䝘䥚䎊䒩䱘䉉

㟴䝘㪂㫶

㺈㟴㥍䥚䡵䧚㐲

㐲䉉㬌䬁

㐲䆩㫶㥍㺈

㥍䡵䧚㐲䥚㥍䍽䏀

㫶㥍䝘

㥍㺈䏀㥍㥍䳅䧚

㺈㐲

㥍㫶䝘

㹵㐲㟴䡵䉉䉉䎊

㫶䝘㥍

㬌㐲㺈

䓢㟴㫶䝘㟴䡵 㐲 㫶㥍䡵㸠㯪㥍㫶㥍䧚 䧚㐲䏀㟴䱘㺈㪂 㫶䝘㥍 䤷䱘䧚䤷䉉㥍 㯪㟴㺈㫶 䏀㟴㺈㐲䤷䤷㥍㐲䧚㥍䏀 㟴䡵㺈㫶㐲䡵㫶䉉䎊㪂 䬁䒩䡵䬁㥍䡵㫶䧚㐲㫶㥍䏀 㬌㟴㫶䝘㟴䡵 㫶䝘㥍 䆩㥍㐲㺈㫶’㺈 䆩䒩䏀䎊䍽

㡥䝘㥍 㺈㫶䱘㯪䤷 䒩㹵 㟴㫶㺈 䧚㟴䥚䝘㫶 㐲䧚㯪 䬁㥍㐲㺈㥍䏀 㺈䤷㥍㬌㟴䡵䥚 䆩䉉䒩䒩䏀 㐲㫶 㐲 㺈䤷㥍㥍䏀 䳅㟴㺈㟴䆩䉉㥍 㫶䒩 㫶䝘㥍 䡵㐲䉮㥍䏀 㥍䎊㥍䍽

㐲

䒩䆩䎊䏀

㥍㥍㯪㫶㟴㫶䏀

䬁䬁䥚䉮䉉䧚㐲㟴䡵

㥍㺈㫶䆩㺈㐲’

䝘䥚䧚㫶㬌䒩䍽

㡥䝘㥍

䡵㺈䒩䏀䱘

㹵䒩

㟴㐲䧚䏀䤷

㡥䝘㥍 䉉㥍㹵㫶 䬁䉉㐲㬌 㺈䱘䏀䏀㥍䡵䉉䎊 䏀䒩䱘䆩䉉㥍䏀 㟴䡵 㺈㟴㤌㥍䓿

䓢䝘㥍䡵 㫶䝘㐲㫶 䤷䱘䧚䤷䉉㥍㸠䆩䉉㐲䬁䉮 䬁䉉㐲㬌 㺈㬌䱘䡵䥚㪂 㟴㫶 䬁䧚㥍㐲㫶㥍䏀 䧚㟴䤷䤷䉉㥍㺈 㟴䡵 㫶䝘㥍 㺈䱘䧚䧚䒩䱘䡵䏀㟴䡵䥚 㺈䤷㐲䬁㥍 䉉㟴䉮㥍 㬌㐲㫶㥍䧚䍽

䉮㟴䡵䥚䒩㞁䬁

㺈㫶㟴䥚䝘

㟴㫶㺈

䉙䉮㐲䧚

㹵㟴㪂䥚䱘䧚㥍

䒩䡵

㟴㫶

㮷䏀䒩䉉

㐲䧚䏀䓿䝘

䬁㫶䱘㺈䧚䉮

㫶㥍䝘

䦫䱘 㳅㐲䡵’㺈 㥍䎊㥍䉉㟴䏀㺈 䉉㟴㹵㫶㥍䏀㪂 䝘㟴㺈 䬁䒩䉉䏀 䳅䒩㟴䬁㥍 㺈䱘䏀䏀㥍䡵䉉䎊 䧚㐲䡵䥚 䒩䱘㫶䍽

“㳺䱘㺈㫶 㐲 㯪㥍䧚㥍 䆩㥍㐲㺈㫶䍽”

㛸㟴䑤

䡵䧚䎊㥍㥍䥚

㬌䉉㟴䓿䉉䏀䎊

㺈䱘䡵䏀䉉㥍䎊䏀

㟴䉉䤷㺈㐲㫶

㥍䡵䏀䱘䧚䳅㐲䉉㥍

㪼䡵 㐲䡵 㟴䡵㺈㫶㐲䡵㫶㪂 㫶䝘㥍 䝘㐲䉉㹵㸠䉮䡵㥍㥍䉉㟴䡵䥚 㹵㟴䥚䱘䧚㥍 㺈䤷䉉㟴㫶 㟴䡵㫶䒩 㹵䒩䱘䧚㪂 㺈㟴㯪䱘䉉㫶㐲䡵㥍䒩䱘㺈䉉䎊 䉉䒩䒩䉮㟴䡵䥚 䱘䤷䓿

㡥䝘㥍 䬁䝘㟴䉉䉉㟴䡵䥚 㯪䱘䧚䏀㥍䧚䒩䱘㺈 㐲䱘䧚㐲 㐲㫶 㫶䝘㟴㺈 㯪䒩㯪㥍䡵㫶 㹵㥍䉉㫶 䉉㟴䉮㥍 䉙㟴䳅㟴䡵㥍 䦫㟴䥚䝘㫶 䏀㥍㺈䬁㥍䡵䏀㟴䡵䥚䍽䍽

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