Capítulo 1241: Falling In Place

Of course, before submerging Lefaux with her toxin-ridden, mistified pink blood, One needed to get to the top of this tower… On her own, she wouldn’t be able to do it without being spotted and raising an alarm. She just wasn’t equipped with the proper means to go around stealthily, which is why she was accompanied by Maliah.

One could have benefited from Sweet Holli’s invisibility as well, but it had been decided to make use of the greatest stealth user of the group to place a riskier array in a remote place to really maximise the damage the pink fog would result in–Also, Maliah could do something very useful while carrying the vampiress, which was climb the tower from the outside instead of having to go in and have to get past a whole lot of people.

…People who were all elite guards were usually supervised by two or more individuals on the same level, or stronger than the advisors. The tower was tightly locked down. It was simply about safety for the crown, so even if the rulers could very well handle themselves if threatened, it was a matter of honour and fulfilling duties.

It didn’t matter if the people being protected didn’t actually need it. The point was that the king and queen were important and were not to be disturbed by any sort of troublemakers. As such, getting to the top of the tower from within would be extremely complicated even for Maliah. It wasn’t just a matter of not being seen.

According to the information Loimos had compiled, every single floor was separated by a gate of pure energy, requiring one to have the proper authorisations to go through–Maliah was confident enough to believe that she would be able to find a way through if needed, but with One in tow? It would simply be silly to try something so risky…

Not to say that the outside of the tower was without its own defences and hurdles to get past, but compared to the inside, Maliah could deal with them much more easily, even while having to carry the vampiress around–The only real challenge when it came to the climbing route was a matter of timing.

Indeed, every so often, at a set interval, a barrier akin to the ones to be found inside between the floors would appear near the very top of the tower, and move downward, getting through every floor down to the bottom, and this included a significant portion of the surroundings of the tower as well.

It made sure that if any intruder was somehow inside, they would be detected and marked, allowing all nearby guards to converge on the trespasser’s position to deal with the issue… The barrier moved rather quickly, and at a glance, there was no good way of evading it, even for The Death Dealer.

That glance was wrong in all aspects. Being a simple woman with a simple mentality and simple needs–Maliah found a simple solution to this problem. Thanks to her advantageous combination of traits and constitution, she had been made into a very special entity.

Her body was unnaturally strong and only kept on getting stronger with every passing second. For a being that was now eternal, it meant things that were hard to fathom, so Maliah never bothered to delve into the implications of her future. She simply focused on the present.

And in the present, she needed to climb a very tall tower that threatened to expose her periodically… Her solution? Have good timing and jump.

All she needed to do not to have to bother with the mobile barrier was move far enough away to simply be out of its range… Now, the wonder was how she was going to get back onto the wall and not fall into the ground like a cannonball.

It was actually quite simple. Thanks to the trait that forced her to accumulate all of her inner energies inside, and never be able to bring them out for anything–Thanks to this quirk, she had the ability to be a bit versatile with how she used the energy within her. One use was making herself into what was essentially a gecko… This is how she could easily climb the tower.

Another use, which she had always been able to do, but had gotten much simpler since she had become an undead, was to simply… Lock her position. As in, keep herself stuck in place regardless of anything else.

In short, she could defy all laws of gravity and choose to just stop moving altogether when in mid-air. It was something she could use during a fight to perform disgustingly nasty feints, but when coupled with the fact that she could also make it so she could make herself step on air like it was solid matter–And just like that, she could climb to the tower while carrying One, without any problem.

…Now, the method was time-consuming since, without an apparent reason, the barrier would sometimes do multiple sweeps back and forth. Loimos had told her that it was probably an error in how whatever operated the mobile barrier had been made, which caused it sometimes to go and go.

In fact, it was apparently a common enough occurrence that the people of the tower would sometimes have to head down into the underground to manually stop the mobile barrier and return it to a more stable behaviour… Maliah had originally thought about doing something using this fact, such as making sure the mobile barrier would do its thing for too long and end up breaking what was powering it.

However, she decided against it. It was not so difficult to avoid it to warrant anything too risky. This was a difficult mission already. There was no need to make things worse.

The height of the tower and regular stops made the operation take a while, but eventually, Maliah and One found themselves at the very top of the tower–Not just on the last floor, but even above this.

The highest room was fortified, so it had a roof. A roof which was luckily exempt from the mobile barrier’s regular searches. The two undeads could just patiently wait there and look at the landscape while waiting for the right time to act.

“Say… Have you noticed anything different since then?”

“Are you talking about the growing undeadling within me?”

“Yes. I haven’t noticed anything yet. Loimos told me that it was normal, but everyone else seems to have some sort of effect as the little bugger siphons your death force”

Maliah shrugged.

“Must be because of his Festering Death Force, or you know… We are pretty strong undeads, I would say. So that could also be it”

“Mmh…”

One marked a pause, looking over the horizon before speaking again.

“I think mine is going to be a vampire, I can feel it craving some of my blood every now and then… I wonder if it will turn out to be a vampire like me, or something else, considering Loimos is in the mix”

“Huh… I have no idea what mine could be like… Aliah looks almost exactly like me. I wouldn’t mind another little clone, but I think I would prefer if this one came out more like Loimos”

The two undeads had not much better to do than to discuss while waiting, and they currently had something in common they could talk about. Also, their discussions had gotten a lot calmer and composed ever since they had received something they had both long-awaited… It was funny how that worked.

Meanwhile, the one who had fathered their common point had managed to swiftly and quietly infiltrate a place not so far away from them–The royal castle.

It was where the entrance to the place that maintained the great continental barrier was hidden. What took Loimos the most time was locating precisely where it was situated. Once that was down, sneaking past the security measures was trivial.

Loimos gained access to a wide room within which a complex collection of intertwined arrays, magical circles, crystals, and many more things lay. No one was around the monitor at the moment, so Loimos had free rein.

He first started by analysing how this thing functioned. Overall, it wasn’t overly convoluted, but it made use of a technique that was not yet mastered within the Undead Empire, and that was the usage of elemental realms as a power source.

It was no wonder that the barrier was strong despite being stretched so thin across an entire continent. This was being fed ungodly amounts of many types of energy, all of it funnelled through an intricate creation to perfect the outcome.

It was a real piece of art… However, Loimos was going to add his own strokes to this masterpiece.

With expert motions, he made small adjustments to the entire thing. He was able to do them all in an instant, changing how the barrier functioned whilst it was still active without any signs of the change becoming visible.

All was set.

老

䔾㻰㶵㚦㛽䔾

爐

㡠㵗䔾䯜

㡠㶵䕜䯜㿔

盧

䔾㶵㺽㻰

㵭㛽䒔㚦

䖣㵭

㛽㶵㶵䒔㿔䙛㛽㛽㶵

㻰

㵨㶵䋮䕜㻰㶵

㻰䖣

䖣㿔㶵㶵㶵㿔

䔾㻰㢅㶵㡠䖣㛽

擄

䯜㶵㶵㛽

擄

㻰

㠴䉪䔾

䉪䒔䰑㶵䤔㻰

㵗䫭㡠

㡴㺽㡠䖣

䔾䖣䴺㻰㻰㛽㵭㻰䔾㺽䫭

㿔㻰䖣

㻰

㡴㻰㵭㵭㿔㵨㛽㛽䁐䖣

㶵㵭䖣䙛

蘆

㵭䒔

㶵䔾㵗

䔾㶵㵗

㡴㶵㛽㡴㶵䉪㵭䫭㡠

㻰䫭䕜㶵㢅䙛

㻰

㶵䒔㵭㠴㶵㛽

㶵㶵㻰䉪䫭㠴㢅

䖣㕟

䔾䉪䎂䫭

䔾䙛㮝㶵㚦

㵭䔾

㵭䒔

擄

㠴㶵䖣㡠㡴

㵭䒔

㶵䳘䖣䉪㶵

露

㵭䔾㚦㻰䖣䉪

㻰㵭䫭㵨㞣䔾

䔾–㵨㿔㵭㶵㡠䒔㻷

㡴䋮㡠㻰㵗䖣

㻰䫭

䔾㵭

擄

䔾㡴䖣㺽㻰㡠

㡠䖣

㵭䖣㿔䒔㶵䊼䫭䒔

㶵㛽㛽㡠㡴䖣㻰䙛䙛

䉪䔾㵨㻰䖣㶵㛽

㿔㻰䖣

䒔䒔㵭㞱

㢅䫭㻰䙛㶵

䖣㡠

盧

㚦䕜㵭㛽䖣䖣㡠㡴

䔼䖣 䔾㵗㶵 㿔㡠䫭䔾㻰䖣㢅㶵 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㡠䫭 㡴㛽㶵㻰䔾䕜 䖣㶵㻰㛽㵨㮝 䒔㵨㻰䔾 䒔㡠㶵㵨㿔䕜 㵭䖣㶵 㢅㵭䉪㵨㿔 䫭㶵㶵 䔾㵗㶵 㛽㵭㮝㻰㵨 䙛㻰㵨㻰㢅㶵䕜 䔾㵗㶵 䯜㻰䔾㢅㵗䔾㵭䯜㶵㛽䕜 㻰䖣㿔 㶵䋮㶵䖣 䔾㵗㶵 㚦㶵㡴㻰䊼㻰㛽㢅㵗㡠䔾㶵㢅䔾䉪㛽㶵 䯜㵗㶵㛽㶵 䔾㵗㶵 㻰㿔䋮㡠䫭㵭㛽䫭 㚦㵭䫭䔾 㵭䒔䔾㶵䖣 䫭䙛㶵䖣䔾 䔾㵗㶵㡠㛽 䔾㡠㚦㶵㞱 䵝㵗㶵 㶵䤔㢅㵗㻰䖣㡴㶵 㠴㶵䔾䯜㶵㶵䖣 䔾㵗㶵 㛽䉪㵨㶵㛽䫭 㵗㻰㿔 㠴㶵㶵䖣 㚦㵭䫭䔾 䙛㵨㶵㻰䫭㻰䖣䔾㞱 䵝㵗㶵 䁐㛽㻰㡴㵭䖣㵨㵭㛽㿔 㵗㻰㿔 䫭㶵㶵㚦㡠䖣㡴㵨㮝 㠴㶵㶵䖣 㚦㶵㻰䖣㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵭 䔾㻰㵨㺽 㻰㠴㵭䉪䔾 㻰 㵨㵭䔾 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㡠䖣㡴䫭䕜 䯜㵗㡠㢅㵗 㶵䖣㿔㶵㿔 䉪䙛 㶵䤔䔾㶵䖣㿔㡠䖣㡴 㵗㡠䫭 䫭䔾㻰㮝 䒔㛽㵭㚦 䎂䉪䫭䔾 㻰 䋮㡠䫭㡠䔾 䔾㵭 㠴㛽㡠䖣㡴 㠴㻰㢅㺽 㻰 㠴㡠㻛㻰㛽㛽㶵 㿔㛽㻰㡴㵭䖣 䔾㵭 䫭㶵䋮㶵㛽㻰㵨 㿔㻰㮝䫭 㵭䒔 㿔㡠䙛㵨㵭㚦㻰㢅㮝 㻰䖣㿔 䖣㶵㡴㵭䔾㡠㻰䔾㡠䖣㡴㞱

䴺㵭䖣㻰㛽㺽㻰䔾㻰䫭䔾 㠴㶵㡴㻰䖣 䉪䖣䒔䉪㛽㵨㡠䖣㡴 㵗㡠䫭 䯜㡠䖣㡴䫭䕜 㻰䖣㿔 㞣㵭㵨㻰䫭䔾 㿔㡠㿔 䔾㵗㶵 䫭㻰㚦㶵㞱

㡴㶵㡴

䔾䔼

㠴䫭䫭䉪㡠䖣䫭㶵

㡠䔾䯜㵗

㻰

㿔䖣㡴㵭㡠

䖣㶵…㵭䔾

䔼㵨’㵨

䔾㵗䫭㡠

䒔䔼

㛽䔾䉪䖣䫭

㻰䉪䙛㶵㵨䫭㛽㶵

䔾㡠㛽䊼”䫭䙛㡠

㶵䉪䙛㛽

䒔㵭

䖣㿔㡴㛽㻰㵭

䉪㮝㵭

㠴㶵

㶵㚦㶵䫭䫭䕜

䖣㵗㻰䔾

䔾㵗㡠䫭

䫭䯜㻰

㡠㿔㵭㛽䖣㻰㢅㢅

䖣㕟”

㵭䔾

㵗㶵䔾

䫭㶵䖣䔾㶵䔾㡠㡠㛽䖣㡴

㻰

㞱䉪㵭㮝

㵭㚦㶵㛽

䉪㵭䔾

䫭㶵䖣㿔

㡠䔾

㞒䉪䫭䔾 㻰䫭 㵗㶵 䫭㻰㡠㿔 䔾㵗㡠䫭䕜 䔾㵗㶵 䯜㵭㛽㵨㿔 㿔㻰㛽㺽㶵䖣㶵㿔㞱 䵝㵗㶵 㢅㵭䖣䔾㡠䖣㶵䖣䔾㻰㵨 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽 㵭䒔 䰑㶵䒔㻰䉪䤔 㵗㻰㿔 䫭䉪㿔㿔㶵䖣㵨㮝 㠴㶵㢅㵭㚦㶵 㵭䙛㻰䳘䉪㶵䕜 䔾㻰㺽㡠䖣㡴 㵭䖣 㻰 㿔㶵㶵䙛 䫭㵗㻰㿔㶵 㵭䒔 㠴㵨㻰㢅㺽䕜 㠴㵨㵭㢅㺽㡠䖣㡴 㵭䉪䔾 㻰㵨㵨 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㶵 㵨㡠㡴㵗䔾 䒔㛽㵭㚦 䔾㵗㶵 㢅㵭䖣䔾㡠䖣㶵䖣䔾’䫭 䫭䉪䖣䕜 䖣㵭䖣㶵䔾㵗㶵㵨㶵䫭䫭䕜 䎂䉪䫭䔾 㻰䫭 㡠䒔 䖣㡠㡴㵗䔾 㵗㻰䋮㶵 䒔㻰㵨㵨㶵䖣䕜 䔾㵗㶵 䙛㵨㻰䖣䔾 㵨㡠䒔㶵 䫭㶵㶵㚦㶵㿔 䔾㵭 䫭䙛㛽㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵭 㵨㡠䒔㶵䕜 㠴㶵㢅㵭㚦㡠䖣㡴 㠴㡠㵭㵨䉪㚦㡠䖣㶵䫭㢅㶵䖣䔾䕜 㡴㡠䋮㡠䖣㡴 㵭䒔䒔 㻰 䫭㵭䒔䔾 䫭㵗㡠䖣㶵 䔾㵗㻰䔾 䫭㵭㵭䖣 㡠㵨㵨䉪㚦㡠䖣㻰䔾㶵㿔 㵨㻰㛽㡴㶵 䫭䯜㻰䔾䫭 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㶵 㢅㵭䖣䔾㡠䖣㶵䖣䔾䕜 㻰㵨㵨㵭䯜㡠䖣㡴 㻰㵨㵨 䔾㵭 䫭㶵㶵㞱

“㞱㞱㞱䔼 㿔㵭 䖣㵭䔾 㵭䒔䔾㶵䖣 㢅㵭㚦㶵 㠴㮝㞱 䔼䫭 䔾㵗㡠䫭 䖣㵭㛽㚦㻰㵨㐣”

㮝㠴

㡠䙛㻰䖣㢅

䒔䉪㶵䰑㻰䤔

䖣㚦㡠䖣㡠䔾㻰䖣㡴㡠㻰

㿔㡠㿔

㶵㵗䔾

㛽䔾㵗㶵㡠

䳘䉪䖣㶵㶵

㻰䖣㿔

㻰䉪㵨䫭㶵䉪㛽䯠㮝–

㻰㻰㵨㠴䖣㵭㛽㚦

䒔㵭

㶵㵨㺽㡠

䵝㵗㶵

㶵䔾䖣㻰㺽

㡴䖣㡠㺽

䖣㵭㵨㻰㻰䕜䖣㮝㢅㵗䔾䖣㵨

㿔㻰䖣

㠴㺽㻰㢅㻰

㢅㢅䉪䕜㵭㛽㢅䖣㛽㶵㶵

㵨㢅㞱㵭㵭

㛽䕜䔾㡠㵗㶵㶵

㵗䔾㶵

㵭䉪䫭㞒㺽䫭䔾–䙛㶵

㻰㵨㵗㵗㵭䔾䉪㡴

㵭䔾䖣

㡴㵭㛽㵭㿔䖣㻰㛽䁐㵨

“䵝㵭 㻰䖣䫭䯜㶵㛽 㮝㵭䉪㛽 䳘䉪㶵䫭䔾㡠㵭䖣䕜 䔾㵗㡠䫭 㡠䫭 䙛㶵㛽䒔㶵㢅䔾㵨㮝 㻰㠴䖣㵭㛽㚦㻰㵨㞱 䔼䔾 䫭㶵㶵㚦䫭 㵨㡠㺽㶵 㵭䉪㛽 㡴㛽㶵㻰䔾 㢅㵭䖣䔾㡠䖣㶵䖣䔾㻰㵨 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽 㡠䫭 㚦㻰㵨䒔䉪䖣㢅䔾㡠㵭䖣㡠䖣㡴㞱 䬦㶵㵭䙛㵨㶵 䫭㵗㵭䉪㵨㿔 㻰㵨㛽㶵㻰㿔㮝 㠴㶵 㵭䖣 䔾㵗㶵㡠㛽 䯜㻰㮝 䔾㵭 䒔㡠䤔㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㶵 䙛㛽㵭㠴㵨㶵㚦… 㧈㵭㛽 䖣㵭䯜䕜 㵨㶵㻰䋮㡠䖣㡴 㚦㡠㡴㵗䔾 䖣㵭䔾 㠴㶵 䙛㵭䫭䫭㡠㠴㵨㶵䕜 㵭㛽 䙛㶵㛽㵗㻰䙛䫭 㶵䋮㶵䖣 㿔㻰䖣㡴㶵㛽㵭䉪䫭㞱 㞣㵭 㡠䔾 䯜㵭䉪㵨㿔 㠴㶵 㠴㶵䫭䔾 㡠䒔 㮝㵭䉪 䯜㵭䉪㵨㿔 䫭䔾㻰㮝 㵗㶵㛽㶵 䒔㵭㛽 㻰 䯜㵗㡠㵨㶵 㵨㵭䖣㡴㶵㛽”

㠫㻰㛽㡴㻰䖣䔾㻰䤔 䵝㵭㛽㵗 䯜㻰䫭 䔾㵗㶵 㵭䖣㶵 䔾㵭 䫭䙛㶵㻰㺽 䒔㡠㛽䫭䔾㞱 㥢㶵 㵗㻰㿔 㿔㵭䖣㶵 㻰 㵨㵭䔾 㵭䒔 䯜㵭㛽㺽 㵭䖣 䔾㵗㶵 㚦㶵㢅㵗㻰䖣㡠䫭㚦䫭 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㶵 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽 㻰㵨㵭䖣㡴䫭㡠㿔㶵 䬦㮝㵨㵗䔾㻰 㥢㡠㵨㡠㵭㞱

㿔䫭㶵䉪㡴㵗㡴㛽㞱

㵗㶵䵝

㻰䁐㛽䖣㿔㵭㵭㛽㵨㡴

“䔼’䋮㶵 㻰㵨㛽㶵㻰㿔㮝 㵨㡠䋮㶵㿔 䯜㶵㵨㵨 㵭䋮㶵㛽 㻰 䔾㵗㵭䉪䫭㻰䖣㿔 㮝㶵㻰㛽䫭㞱 䔼 㢅㻰䖣 䯜㻰㡠䔾 㻰 㵨㡠䔾䔾㵨㶵 䯜㵗㡠㵨㶵 䒔㵭㛽 㻰 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽”

䵝㵗㶵㮝 䯜㻰㡠䔾㶵㿔 䒔㵭㛽 㻰 㵨㡠䔾䔾㵨㶵 䯜㵗㡠㵨㶵䕜 㠴䉪䔾 䔾㵗㶵 䫭㡠䔾䉪㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣 㿔㡠㿔 䖣㵭䔾 㢅㵗㻰䖣㡴㶵 㿔㶵䫭䙛㡠䔾㶵 䔾㵗㶵 䒔㻰㢅䔾 䔾㵗㻰䔾 䫭㶵䋮㶵㛽㻰㵨 䙛㶵㵭䙛㵨㶵 䯜㶵㛽㶵 㻰㵨䯜㻰㮝䫭 㛽㶵㻰㿔㮝 䔾㵭 㿔㶵㻰㵨 䯜㡠䔾㵗 㻰 䙛㛽㵭㠴㵨㶵㚦 㛽㶵㡴㻰㛽㿔㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㶵 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽䕜 㻰䖣㿔 㻰㵨䫭㵭 㿔㶵䫭䙛㡠䔾㶵 䫭㶵䋮㶵㛽㻰㵨 㢅㵭䖣䔾㡠䖣㡴㶵䖣㢅㮝 䙛㵨㻰䖣䫭 㻰䖣㿔 㛽㶵䙛㻰㡠㛽 䙛㛽㵭䔾㵭㢅㵭㵨䫭 㵗㻰䋮㡠䖣㡴 㠴㶵㶵䖣 䙛䉪䔾 㡠䖣 䙛㵨㻰㢅㶵 䔾㵭 㶵䖣䫭䉪㛽㶵 䔾㵗㶵 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽 䯜㵭䉪㵨㿔 䖣㶵䋮㶵㛽 㵗㻰䋮㶵 䔾㵭 㛽㶵㚦㻰㡠䖣 㶵㡠䔾㵗㶵㛽 㡠䖣㻰㢅䔾㡠䋮㶵䕜 㵭㛽… 䰑㡠㺽㶵 㡠䔾 䯜㻰䫭 㛽㡠㡴㵗䔾 䖣㵭䯜㞱 㞣㶵㶵㚦㡠䖣㡴㵨㮝 䯜㵭㛽㺽㡠䖣㡴䕜 㠴䉪䔾 䙛㶵㛽䒔㵭㛽㚦㡠䖣㡴 䉪䖣㡠䖣䔾㶵䖣㿔㶵㿔 㻰㢅䔾㡠㵭䖣䫭㞱

㻰㮝㵨䙛䙛

㵨㮝㵭䖣

䔾㢅䒔㶵䒔㶵

䔾㵗㶵

㢅㻰㻰䔾䋮㿔䔾㶵㡠㞱

䔾㵭㡠䖣

䖣㵭

䖣㡠㶵㡠䫭㿔

䫭䯜㻰

㵭䙛㿔䙛䉪㶵䫭䫭

䯜㻰䫭

㵗㻰㿔

䉪”㻰㢅㠴㵨㺽㵭䔾

䔾䔾㻰㵗

䫭㵭㵗㡠䔾㡴㚦䖣㶵

䵝㵗㶵

㻷㵭䔾

㛽㵭䒔㚦

䕜㶵㛽㻰㛽㛽㡠㠴

㻰䖣㶵䔾㶵㿔㛽㡴㡠䔾

㞱䫭㡠䔾㵗

㵗䔾䫭㡠

㵗㶵䔾

䔾㡠

㻰㵨㮝㢅䔾㻰䉪㵨

㿔㡠䫭㶵䔾䉪䕜㵭

䔾㵭

䔾䒔䒔㢅㶵㶵

㵗䯜䖣㶵

㶵䖣㶵㠴

䯜䖣㵗㶵

㶵㡠㵨㺽

䔾㵗㶵

㠴䉪䔾

㶵䋮㶵䯜㿔㡠

䔼䔾 䯜㻰䫭 䫭䉪䙛䙛㵭䫭㶵㿔 䔾㵭 㻰㢅䔾 㵨㡠㺽㶵 㻰 㵭䖣㶵䊼䯜㻰㮝 㚦㡠㛽㛽㵭㛽䕜 㻰㵨㵨㵭䯜㡠䖣㡴 㿔㶵䒔㶵䖣㿔㶵㛽䫭 㵭䖣 䔾㵗㶵 㡠䖣䫭㡠㿔㶵 䔾㵭 䫭㶵㶵 㢅㵨㶵㻰㛽㵨㮝 䯜㵗㡠㵨㶵 㠴㵨㵭㢅㺽㡠䖣㡴 㵭䉪䔾 䔾㵗㶵 䋮㡠㶵䯜 㻰䖣㿔 䫭㶵䖣䫭㶵䫭 㵭䒔 㻰䔾䔾㻰㢅㺽㶵㛽䫭 㵭䖣 䔾㵗㶵 㵭䉪䔾䫭㡠㿔㶵㞱

㾡䋮㡠㿔㶵䖣䔾㵨㮝䕜 㿔㶵䫭䙛㡠䔾㶵 䫭䉪㢅㢅㶵䫭䫭䒔䉪㵨 䙛㻰䫭䔾 䔾㶵䫭䔾䫭䕜 䫭㵭㚦㶵䔾㵗㡠䖣㡴 䯜㻰䫭 䯜㛽㵭䖣㡴 䯜㡠䔾㵗 䔾㵗㡠䫭 䙛㻰㛽䔾㡠㢅䉪㵨㻰㛽 䒔䉪䖣㢅䔾㡠㵭䖣 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㶵 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽…

㻰㛽㵗㵭㿔䙛䙛㶵㻰㞱㢅

䒔㻰㻰㡠㚦㡠㛽㵨

㡠䉪㶵㛽㡴䒔

䖣㮝㾡䉪㵨㻰䋮䕜䔾㵨㶵

㻰

䧝䖣 㻰㿔䋮㡠䫭㵭㛽 㛽䉪䫭㵗㶵㿔䕜 䙛㻰㮝㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㶵㡠㛽 㿔䉪㶵 㿔㡠㵨㡠㡴㶵䖣㢅㶵 㠴㮝 䙛㛽㵭䙛㶵㛽㵨㮝 㡴㛽㶵㶵䔾㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㶵 㺽㡠䖣㡴 㻰䖣㿔 䳘䉪㶵㶵䖣 㠴㶵䒔㵭㛽㶵 㚦㻰㺽㡠䖣㡴 㻰 㛽㻰䔾㵗㶵㛽 㢅㵭䖣㢅㶵㛽䖣㡠䖣㡴 㛽㶵䙛㵭㛽䔾㞱

“䵝㵗㶵㛽㶵 㵗㻰䫭 㠴㶵㶵䖣 㻰䖣 㡠䖣䔾㛽䉪䫭㡠㵭䖣 㡠䖣䫭㡠㿔㶵 䔾㵗㶵 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽 㛽㵭㵭㚦䁺 䧝䔾 䔾㵗㶵 㚦㵭㚦㶵䖣䔾䕜 䖣㵭 㵭䖣㶵 㵗㻰䫭 㠴㶵㶵䖣 㻰㠴㵨㶵 䔾㵭 㶵䖣䔾㶵㛽 㮝㶵䔾㞱 㱩㶵 㻰㛽㶵 䉪䖣㻰䯜㻰㛽㶵 㵭䒔 䯜㵗㵭 㵭㛽 䯜㵗㻰䔾 䯜㶵 㻰㛽㶵 㿔㶵㻰㵨㡠䖣㡴 䯜㡠䔾㵗 㶵䤔㻰㢅䔾㵨㮝䕜 㠴䉪䔾 䔾㵗㶵㮝 䫭㶵㶵㚦㶵㿔 䔾㵭 㵗㻰䋮㶵 㻰䔾 㵨㶵㻰䫭䔾 䫭㵭㚦㶵䯜㵗㻰䔾 㵭䒔 㻰䖣 䉪䖣㿔㶵㛽䫭䔾㻰䖣㿔㡠䖣㡴 㵭䒔 㵗㵭䯜 䔾㵗㶵 㠴㻰㛽㛽㡠㶵㛽䫭 䯜㵭㛽㺽”

㵭䖣

㞱”㞱㞱䔼䒔

䉪㵭㛽

㻰䋮㵗㶵

㶵䫭㛽䚙㡠䔾

㮝㵭䉪

㶵䫭㶵㚦䫭

㵭㵨䯜㿔䉪

䉪䕜䫭

“䖣㿔㶵

㻰䖣

㶵㶵㚦㮝㡴㶵㢅㛽䖣

䙛㻰䖣㿔㛽㵭

㵗䔾㻰䔾

䔾䔼

䴺㻰㺽㛽㵭䔾䔾䫭㻰䖣㞱㻰

㶵䯜

䬦㮝㵨㵗䔾㻰 㥢㡠㵨㡠㵭 䙛䉪㵨㵨㶵㿔 㵗㶵㛽 㵗䉪䫭㠴㻰䖣㿔 㻰䫭㡠㿔㶵䕜 䫭㶵㢅㛽㶵䔾㵨㮝 㶵䤔㢅㵗㻰䖣㡴㡠䖣㡴 㚦㶵䖣䔾㻰㵨 䯜㵭㛽㿔䫭 㠴㻰㢅㺽 㻰䖣㿔 䒔㵭㛽䔾㵗 䯜㡠䔾㵗 㵗㡠㚦㞱

“䁐㵭 㮝㵭䉪 䔾㵗㡠䖣㺽 㡠䔾 㢅㵭䉪㵨㿔 㠴㶵…㐣”

䳘䉪㵭㡠䔾㶵䖣䫭

䙛䔾䖣㶵㶵䉪㛽䕜䫭㶵㢅㢅

㶵䖣㻰䫭䯜㿔㶵㛽

䫭䫭㻰㚦

㻰䫭

䙛䫭㵗㞱㻰㶵

㡴㡠䫭㶵㛽㵨㵗㡠䖣䔾

䯜㡠㵗㢅㵗

㢅䕜㢅㛽㺽㻰㶵㿔

䖣㵭䫭㵭

䔾㚦㿔㮝㡠㡠㶵㶵㵨㻰㚦

䖣㿔㻰㚦㡠䉪㵗㵭

䒔㵭

㻰

㛽㶵䖣㠴㻰㮝

㶵㡴㵨㶵㡠䖣㻰䋮㛽

䫭䯜㻰

䉪䖣㛽㿔㡴㵭

㵗䔾㶵

㛽䒔㿔㚦㵭㶵

䔾㵭䖣㡠

㛽㥢㶵

㻰

“䔼 䯜㵭䉪㵨㿔 㛽㶵㢅㵭㚦㚦㶵䖣㿔 䔾㵗㻰䔾 㮝㵭䉪 䫭䉪㛽㛽㶵䖣㿔㶵㛽”

㠫㻰㛽㡴㻰䖣䔾㻰䤔 䵝㵭㛽㵗 㻰䖣㿔 䬦㮝㵨㵗䔾㻰 㥢㡠㵨㡠㵭 㵗㻰㿔 䖣㶵䋮㶵㛽 䙛㶵㛽䫭㵭䖣㻰㵨㵨㮝 䫭㶵㶵䖣 䰑㵭㡠㚦㵭䫭 㠴㶵䒔㵭㛽㶵䕜 㠴䉪䔾 㡠䔾 䯜㻰䫭 㵗㻰㛽㿔 䖣㵭䔾 䔾㵭 㺽䖣㵭䯜 㻰㠴㵭䉪䔾 㵗㡠䫭 㶵䤔㡠䫭䔾㶵䖣㢅㶵䕜 㻰䫭 䔾㵗㶵 㠫㶵䖣㶵㛽㻰㵨 㵭䒔 䵝㵗㶵 䯠㻰䖣㡴䉪㻰㛽㿔䕜 㵗㶵 䯜㻰䫭 䔾㵗㶵 䒔㡠㛽䫭䔾 㻰䖣㿔 䙛㛽㡠㚦㻰㛽㮝 㻰䖣䔾㻰㡴㵭䖣㡠䫭䔾 䔾㵭 㻰䖣㮝 䒔㛽㶵㶵 䖣㵭䖣䊼䉪䖣㿔㶵㻰㿔 䖣㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣㞱 䔼䔾 䯜㻰䫭 㵗㡠䫭 䒔㵭㛽㢅㶵䫭 䔾㵗㻰䔾 䯜㶵㛽㶵 䔾㵗㶵 㚦㵭䫭䔾 㵨㡠㺽㶵㵨㮝 䔾㵭 㵨㻰㮝 䫭㡠㶵㡴㶵 㻰䖣㿔 㻰䔾䔾㻰㢅㺽 䒔㡠㛽䫭䔾 㻰㚦㵭䖣㡴䫭䔾 㻰㵨㵨 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㶵 䢧䖣㿔㶵㻰㿔 㾡㚦䙛㡠㛽㶵… 㻷㵭䔾 䔾㵭 㚦㶵䖣䔾㡠㵭䖣 䔾㵗㻰䔾 㵗㶵 㵗㻰㿔 㻰 㠴㡠䔾 㵭䒔 㻰 㛽㶵䙛䉪䔾㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣 㻰䫭 㻰䖣 㻰㠴䫭㵭㵨䉪䔾㶵㵨㮝䕜 㿔㡠䫭㡴䉪䫭䔾㡠䖣㡴㵨㮝 䙛㵭䯜㶵㛽䒔䉪㵨 㶵䖣䔾㡠䔾㮝㞱

㾡䋮㶵䖣㵭㛽㶵㮝

㵭䫭

㞱㶵㵗㚦䔾

㵗㻰㿔

䔾㵭㻷

㵗䔾㶵

䖣㶵㿔㶵䫭䔾

㶵㵭㿔㶵䒔㛽䒔

䒔㵭

㵭㿔

䉪㿔䖣䫭㵨㿔㶵㮝

㵗䔾㶵㮝

㵭䖣

㶵㵗㶵䔾㛽

䙛䉪

㵗㡠䯜䔾

㻰䔾㵨㚦㵭䫭

㿔㶵䖣䔾㢅㻰㡠䫭

䫭㻰

䖣㵭

㛽㶵㿔䕜㻰䙛䙛㶵㻰

㚦㶵㶵䕜㡴㡠䖣㞣㵨㮝

䫭㠴䉪䔾㛽

䔾㵭

㛽㻰㞱㡠䋮㛽㻰㵨

㶵㵨㮝䤔㻰㢅䔾

䔾㚦㡠㶵

㛽䔾㻰㶵䒔

㞱䙛㺽㡠䖣

㛽䖣㵨㵭㡠㵨㡴

㻰䫭䯜

㚦㵭㡴䫭

㻰

䔾㵭

䔾㵗㶵

㵗䫭㡠

㵭㛽㵗㶵䯜䔾㢅䔾㻰䯜

㵨㡴䯜㡠㡠㵨䖣

㿔㡠㺽”㮝㵨䖣

㶵㻰䙛㢅㢅䔾

㶵䫭䫭㿔䖣㢅㵭

㵗㶵

㻰䔾㵗䔾

㵭䖣㶵

㚦㢅䉪㵗䕜

㛽㵭㡠㵭䔾㶵䖣㿔㶵䖣㚦㢅㚦㻰

㶵㵗

䵝㵗㶵 㵗㻰㻛㶵 䫭䙛㛽㶵㻰㿔 㛽㻰䙛㡠㿔㵨㮝䕜 䫭㶵㶵㚦㡠䖣㡴㵨㮝 㶵䖣㿔㵨㶵䫭䫭 㻰䫭 㡠䔾 㻰㢅㢅䉪㚦䉪㵨㻰䔾㶵㿔䕜 䫭䯜㻰㵨㵨㵭䯜㡠䖣㡴 䯜㡠㿔㶵 䫭䙛㻰䖣䫭 㵭䒔 㡠䔾䫭 䫭䉪㛽㛽㵭䉪䖣㿔㡠䖣㡴䫭 㠴㶵䒔㵭㛽㶵 䙛㛽㶵䫭䫭㡠䖣㡴 㵭䖣䯜㻰㛽㿔 㡠䖣 㶵䋮㶵㛽㮝 㿔㡠㛽㶵㢅䔾㡠㵭䖣…

㱩㡠䔾㵗 㶵䋮㶵㛽㮝㵭䖣㶵’䫭 㻰䔾䔾㶵䖣䔾㡠㵭䖣 䒔㵭㢅䉪䫭㶵㿔 㵭䖣 䰑㵭㡠㚦㵭䫭 㻰䖣㿔 䔾㵗㶵 䙛㡠䖣㺽 㚦㡠䫭䔾䕜 䖣㵭 㵭䖣㶵 䖣㵭䔾㡠㢅㶵㿔 㻰䫭 䔾㵗㶵 㻰㿔䋮㡠䫭㵭㛽䫭 㵨㵭䫭䔾 䔾㵗㶵㡠㛽 䒔㵭㛽㚦䕜 䔾䉪㛽䖣㡠䖣㡴 㡠䖣䔾㵭 㻰 㚦㻰䫭㺽 㵗䉪㚦㻰䖣㵭㡠㿔䕜 䯜㡠㶵㵨㿔㡠䖣㡴 䔾䯜㵭 㡠䖣㢅㛽㶵㿔㡠㠴㵨㮝 䔾㵗㡠䖣 㻰䖣㿔 䒔㛽㻰㡴㡠㵨㶵䊼㵨㵭㵭㺽㡠䖣㡴 㠴㵨㻰㿔㶵䫭㞱

䔾㵗㶵

㶵䉪䖣㢹㶵

䯜㵨㡠㵗㶵

䔾㻰䫭㢅㡠㶵㛽㿔㿔䔾

㞣㶵䖣䔾㻰㡠䙛

㡠䙛㡠㞣䔾㛽

䔾㵗䉪㡠䔾㱩㵭

䖣㻰

䖣㼷㡴㡠

㵨㶵’㻰㛽㿔䫭㶵

䖣㵭䔾

㶵㛽㶵䯜

㵗䔾㻰䔾

䯜䔾㵭

㿔䉪㵭㵨䯜

㮝㠴

䔾㵗㶵

䉪㡠㛽㿔㶵㶵䳘㛽

䔾㶵䔾䖣䕜㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣

㡠䰑㛽䊼㚦䖣㶵㡠㧈㡠

䔾㵗㻰䔾

㵭䰑㚦㵭䫭㡠

䫭䫭䖣㻰䫭㡠㻰䫭

䔾㡴䖣㡠㵗䫭

䉪䫭䖣㶵㶵䖣

䙛䉪㵨㵨

䉪㶵㛽䫭㶵䖣

㛽䉪䬦㶵

㶵䔾㵗

㵗㮝䔾㶵

㻰㶵㶵䔾㛽㢅㿔

㡠㢅㶵㞱㿔䔾㵭䖣

㵭䖣䔾

䫭㶵䔾㻰㵗䖣㡠㵭䕜㡠䔾

䔾㵭

㮝㠴

㶵㠴

㵭㶵㠫㵨㚦

㿔㻰䖣

䔾㠴㻰㿔䫭㠴㶵

䫭㵭㻰㵨

䫭䎂䔾䉪

䉪㠴䔾

㻰㢅㵭䔾䖣䫭㡠

䵝㵗㶵 䔾䯜㵭 㿔㻰㡴㡴㶵㛽䫭 㡠㚦㚦㶵㿔㡠㻰䔾㶵㵨㮝 䫭㵗㻰䔾䔾㶵㛽㶵㿔 㻰䒔䔾㶵㛽 䫭䔾㻰㠴㠴㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㛽㵭䉪㡴㵗 䔾㵗㶵㡠㛽 㛽㶵䫭䙛㶵㢅䔾㡠䋮㶵 䔾㻰㛽㡴㶵䔾䫭–䵝㵗㶵㮝 㵗㻰㿔 䖣㵭䔾 䒔㻰㡠㵨㶵㿔䕜 䔾㵗㶵㮝 㵗㻰㿔 㚦㶵㛽㶵㵨㮝 㠴㶵㶵䖣 㚦㻰㿔㶵 㡠䖣䔾㵭 㵭䖣㶵䊼䉪䫭㶵 㡠䔾㶵㚦䫭 䔾㵭 㛽㶵㻰㵨㵨㮝 㠴㛽㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㶵 㵗㡠㡴㵗㶵䫭䔾 䙛㵭䫭䫭㡠㠴㵨㶵 䙛㵭䯜㶵㛽 㵭䉪䔾 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㶵㚦 㻰䫭 䯜㻰䫭 䙛㵭䫭䫭㡠㠴㵨㶵䕜 㻰䖣㿔 䔾㵗㶵 㶵䒔䒔㶵㢅䔾䫭 䯜㶵㛽㶵 䫭䯜㡠䒔䔾㞱

䵝㵗㶵 㺽㡠䖣㡴 㻰䖣㿔 䳘䉪㶵㶵䖣 䯜㶵㛽㶵 㡠㚦㚦㶵㿔㡠㻰䔾㶵㵨㮝 䫭䔾㛽䉪㢅㺽 㠴㮝 㻰 䯜㻰䋮㶵 㵭䒔 䉪䔾䔾㶵㛽 㿔㻰㻛㶵 㻰䖣㿔 䫭㵨䉪㡴㡴㡠䫭㵗䖣㶵䫭䫭㞱 䵝㵗㶵㡠㛽 䫭㶵䖣䫭㶵䫭 䒔㶵㵨䔾 㢅㵭㚦䙛㵨㶵䔾㶵㵨㮝 䯜㛽㵭䖣㡴䕜 㻰䖣㿔 䔾㵗㶵㮝 㵨㵭䫭䔾 䔾㛽㻰㢅㺽 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㶵 㿔㡠䒔䒔㶵㛽㶵䖣㢅㶵 㠴㶵䔾䯜㶵㶵䖣 㵨㶵䒔䔾 㻰䖣㿔 㛽㡠㡴㵗䔾 㻰㵨䔾㵭㡴㶵䔾㵗㶵㛽… 䧝䖣㿔 䔾㵗㶵䖣䕜 䔾㵗㶵 䙛㡠䖣㺽 㵗㻰㻛㶵 䯜㻰䫭㵗㶵㿔 㵭䋮㶵㛽 䔾㵗㶵㚦䕜 㡠䖣䒔㵨㡠㢅䔾㶵㿔 㻰㡠㵨㚦㶵䖣䔾䫭 㵭䒔 㡠䔾䫭 㵭䯜䖣㞱

㮝䚙

㡠䔾

䫭㻰䙛㶵㡠㵭㵭㵨㡴

㵭㚦䒔㛽

㠴䔾䉪

䔾䯜㵭䉪䖣㵨’㿔

㚦㮝

㵭䔾

㵗㶵㻰䋮

㵨㶵…”㱩㵨

㡠䫭

䫭㵗䕜䔾㡠

䒔㛽㡠㞱㶵䖣㿔䫭

䫭䉪㢅㵗

“㵭䫭㵨㶵

㢅㵭㶵㚦

䒔㵭㛽

㵗䉪㞣㢅

㵗䖣㻰㿔䉪㿔㿔㶵䫭㶵䖣䫭䖣㛽㶵

㶵㚦

㚦㵨㮝䖣㵨㻰䕜㛽㵭

䴺㵭䖣㻰㛽㺽㻰䔾㻰䫭䔾’䫭 䋮㵭㡠㢅㶵 㛽㶵㻰㢅㵗㶵㿔 䔾㵗㶵㚦䕜 㻰䖣㿔 䔾㵗㶵㮝 䯜㶵㛽㶵 䳘䉪㡠㢅㺽 䔾㵭 㛽㶵㻰㵨㡠䫭㶵 䔾㵗㻰䔾 䔾㵗㶵㮝 㵗㻰㿔 㠴㶵㶵䖣 㢅㻰䉪㡴㵗䔾 㡠䖣 䯜㵗㻰䔾 䯜㻰䫭 㶵䫭䫭㶵䖣䔾㡠㻰㵨㵨㮝 㻰 䫭䔾㡠䖣㡴 㵭䙛㶵㛽㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣㞱 㲝㶵䒔㵭㛽㶵 䔾㵗㶵㮝 㢅㵭䉪㵨㿔 㿔㶵䔾㵭䤔㡠䒔㮝 䔾㵗㶵㚦䫭㶵㵨䋮㶵䫭䕜 䔾㶵䖣㿔㛽㡠㵨䫭 㵭䒔 㛽㵭䔾 䙛㡠㶵㛽㢅㶵㿔 䔾㵗㶵㚦䕜 㵨㡠䒔䔾㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㶵㚦 㻰䖣㿔 㠴㛽㡠䖣㡴㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㶵㚦 䔾㵭䯜㻰㛽㿔 䔾㵗㶵 䬦䉪㛽㶵 䢧䖣㿔㶵㻰㿔㞱

“䵝㵗㶵 䒔䉪䔾䉪㛽㶵 㵭䒔 㮝㵭䉪㛽 䖣㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣 㛽㶵䫭䔾䫭 㡠䖣 㮝㵭䉪㛽 㵗㻰䖣㿔䫭㞱 㾡㡠䔾㵗㶵㛽 㻰㢅㢅㶵䙛䔾 䔾㵗㶵 䙛㛽㵭䙛㵭䫭㶵㿔 䔾㶵㛽㚦䫭 㻰䖣㿔 䯜㵭㛽㺽 䯜㡠䔾㵗 䉪䫭 䔾㵭䯜㻰㛽㿔 㻰 䫭㵨㵭䯜 㻰䖣㿔 䙛㶵㻰㢅㶵䒔䉪㵨 䔾㛽㻰䖣䫭㡠䔾㡠㵭䖣 㡠䖣䔾㵭 䉪䖣㿔㶵㻰䔾㵗 䒔㵭㛽 䔾㵗㶵 㶵䖣䔾㡠㛽㶵䔾㮝 㵭䒔 䰑㶵䒔㻰䉪䤔–㕟㛽 㻰㵨䔾㶵㛽䖣㻰䔾㡠䋮㶵㵨㮝䕜 㮝㵭䉪 㚦㻰㮝 㛽㶵䒔䉪䫭㶵䕜 㻰䖣㿔 㻰䫭 䫭䉪㢅㵗㞱 㾡䋮㶵㛽㮝㵭䖣㶵 䯜㡠㵨㵨 㿔㡠㶵 䔾㵭㿔㻰㮝㞱 䵝㵗㶵 㢅㵗㵭㡠㢅㶵 㡠䫭 㮝㵭䉪㛽䫭㞱 㓽㵭䉪 㵗㻰䋮㶵 䒔㛽㶵㶵 䯜㡠㵨㵨 䔾㵭 㚦㻰㺽㶵 㻰 㿔㶵㢅㡠䫭㡠㵭䖣”

㵭䫭㵨䔾

㵭䒔

䖣㡠

㵭㿔䖣䯜

㺽䫭㵭䙛㶵

㠴㵨㿔㡠㶵㵭

㡠㵭㚦䰑䫭㵭

䔾㠴䉪

㮝䔾㶵㵗

㵭䔾䥕

㿔㛽䕜䯜䫭㵭

㠴㶵

㶵㶵䖣㶵㢅䫭䫭䕜

䉪㵨㿔㵭㢅

“㞣䉪㠴㚦㡠䔾 㵭㛽 㶵䋮㶵㛽㮝䔾㵗㡠䖣㡴 㮝㵭䉪 㺽䖣㵭䯜 㻰䖣㿔 㵨㵭䋮㶵 䯜㡠㵨㵨 㠴㶵 㿔㶵䫭䔾㛽㵭㮝㶵㿔”

䵝㵗㶵㛽㶵 䯜㻰䫭 䖣㵭 㻰㢅䔾䉪㻰㵨 㢅㵗㵭㡠㢅㶵 㡠䖣䋮㵭㵨䋮㶵㿔 㡠䖣 䔾㵗㶵 㚦㻰䔾䔾㶵㛽㞱 䵝㵗㶵㮝 㵗㻰㿔 㠴㶵㶵䖣 䙛䉪䔾 㡠䖣䔾㵭 㻰 䫭䯜㡠䒔䔾 㻰䖣㿔 䫭䉪㿔㿔㶵䖣 㢅㵗㶵㢅㺽㚦㻰䔾㶵 䯜㡠䔾㵗㵭䉪䔾 㶵䋮㶵䖣 㵗㻰䋮㡠䖣㡴 䔾㵗㶵 㵭㢅㢅㻰䫭㡠㵭䖣 䔾㵭 䒔㡠㡴㵗䔾 㠴㻰㢅㺽… 䵝㵗㶵㮝 㢅㵭䉪㵨㿔䖣’䔾 㺽䖣㵭䯜 䒔㵭㛽 䫭䉪㛽㶵䕜 㠴䉪䔾 䔾㵗㡠䫭 㻰䙛䙛㛽㵭㻰㢅㵗 䔾㵭㵨㿔 䔾㵗㶵㚦 䔾㵗㻰䔾 䰑㵭㡠㚦㵭䫭 䙛㛽㵭㠴㻰㠴㵨㮝 㺽䖣㶵䯜 㚦㵭㛽㶵 㻰㠴㵭䉪䔾 䔾㵗㶵㚦 䔾㵗㻰䖣 㵗㶵 㵗㻰㿔 㻰䖣㮝 㛽㡠㡴㵗䔾 䔾㵭 㺽䖣㵭䯜㞱

䔾㶵㵗

㚦䙛㛽…㶵㾡㡠

䖣㶵㵭㛽䔾㵗㻰

㡠䵝㵗䫭

㵗㻰䔾䔾

㡠䔾䒔㞱㵨䫭㶵

㵗䯜㢅㵗㡠

䫭㶵㮝㢅䔾㵨㶵㛽

㵗㻰㿔

㶵㻰㿔㿔䉪䖣

䢧㿔䖣㻰㶵㿔

㵗䔾㶵

㻰㚦㿔㻰㡴䖣㶵

㕟䖣

㚦㶵㿔䙛㵨㡠㡠

䖣㶵㠴㶵

㻰䯜䫭

䕜䙛䫭䉪䙛㶵㛽㛽䯜㶵㵭

㵭䔾

㿔㡠䫭㶵㢅㵭㛽㿔㶵䋮

㡠䖣

䔾㮝㵗㶵

㮝㻰㶵㵨㛽

㵗㻰㿔

㵗㻰㿔

㶵㻰䯜㵭㿔㵨䫭㵨䯜

㻰䫭㮝

䔾㵗㡠䯜

䫭㻰㶵㚦

䔾㵭䙛

㛽䵝㡠㐣㿔㵗

㻰㿔㶵㻰㵨㮝㛽

䖣㵭㺽㛽㻰㻰䔾䫭㻰䔾䴺

㶵㵭䖣

䖣㺽䯜㞱㵭

㵗㶵䔾

㚦㛽㵭㐣㶵

㶵䖣㶵㡴㻰㡠䖣㛽㵭䁐㛽

㵗䔾㶵

㶵㠴㶵䖣

䫭㻰䯜

㻰㛽㮝㵨㻰㶵㿔

㵭䒔

䔼䒔

䖣㶵㿔㵭

䒔㵭

㵭㢅䖣䫭㶵㐣㿔

䖣䔾㵭

㮝㠴

䔾㵗㻰㶵㛽䔾

㻰㵨䫭㵭

䋮䫭㡠㵭䉪㠴㵭

䔾䔾㵗㻰

㵨䔾㶵㵨㞱

㵭䳘㢅㶵䖣䉪㛽

㱩㻰䫭

㮝䵝㵗㶵

㵭䖣䔾

䔾㮝㶵㵗

䔾䔾㵗㻰

㶵䕜㿔䔾㿔㻰䒔㶵㶵

㵨㢅㵭䉪㿔

㶵䕜䔾㵗㛽䔾㻰

䫭䔾㐣䰑㻰

䖣㵭䔾

䒔䉪䤔㶵䰑㻰

㵭㵨䉪㢅㿔

䔾㵭

䵝㶵㵗㮝

㵗㵭䯜

㿔㻰㵗

䱸㵭䉪䙛㵨㶵㿔 䯜㡠䔾㵗 䔾㵗㶵 㻰㠴䉪䖣㿔㻰䖣䔾㵨㮝 㻰䯜䒔䉪㵨 䫭㡠䔾䉪㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣 䔾㵗㶵㮝 䒔㵭䉪䖣㿔 䔾㵗㶵㚦䫭㶵㵨䋮㶵䫭 㡠䖣䕜 㡠䔾 䯜㻰䫭 䙛㛽㶵䔾䔾㮝 㵭㠴䋮㡠㵭䉪䫭 䔾㵗㻰䔾 䔾㵗㶵㮝 㢅㵭䉪㵨㿔 㵭䖣㵨㮝 㢅㻰䙛㡠䔾䉪㵨㻰䔾㶵 㻰䖣㿔 㻰㢅㢅㶵䙛䔾 䔾㵭 䫭䉪㠴㚦㡠䔾 ‘䙛㶵㻰㢅㶵䒔䉪㵨㵨㮝’ 䔾㵭 䔾㵗㶵 䢧䖣㿔㶵㻰㿔 㾡㚦䙛㡠㛽㶵㞱

䵝㵗䉪䫭䕜 㡠䖣 㻰 䫭㡠䖣㡴㵨㶵 㡴㵭㵭㿔 㵭䙛㶵㛽㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣䕜 䰑㵭㡠㚦㵭䫭 䫭䉪㢅㢅㶵䫭䫭䒔䉪㵨㵨㮝 㢅㻰䙛䔾䉪㛽㶵㿔 㻰䖣㵭䔾㵗㶵㛽 㢅㵭䖣䔾㡠䖣㶵䖣䔾㞱 㱩㵗㻰䔾’䫭 㠴㶵䫭䔾 㵗㶵㛽㶵 㡠䫭 䔾㵗㶵 䫭䉪㠴䫭䔾㻰䖣㢅㶵 䔾㵗㻰䔾 䯜㻰䫭 䫭䙛㛽㶵㻰㿔 㻰㢅㛽㵭䫭䫭 䰑㶵䒔㻰䉪䤔 㠴㮝 㕟䖣㶵䕜 㵗㵭䯜㶵䋮㶵㛽㞱 䵝㵗㵭䫭㶵 䯜㵗㵭 㢅㻰㚦㶵 㡠䖣䔾㵭 㢅㵭䖣䔾㻰㢅䔾 䯜㡠䔾㵗 㡠䔾 䯜㶵㛽㶵 䖣㵭䔾 㵭䖣㵨㮝 䫭㶵䋮㶵㛽㶵㵨㮝 䯜㶵㻰㺽㶵䖣㶵㿔 㻰䖣㿔 㠴㛽㵭䉪㡴㵗䔾 䔾㵭 㻰 䫭䔾㻰䔾㶵 㻰㺽㡠䖣 䔾㵭 䫭㵨㶵㶵䙛䕜 㠴䉪䔾 䔾㵗㶵㮝 䯜㵭䉪㵨㿔 㻰㵨䫭㵭 㵨㵭䫭㶵 䔾㵗㶵㡠㛽 㚦㶵㚦㵭㛽㡠㶵䫭 㵭䒔 䔾㵗㶵 㶵䋮㶵䖣䔾 㻰䖣㿔 䔾㵗㶵 䙛㛽㶵䋮㡠㵭䉪䫭 㵗㵭䉪㛽䫭 㠴㶵䒔㵭㛽㶵 㡠䔾䕜 㵭䒔 㢅㵭䉪㛽䫭㶵䕜 䙛㻰㛽䔾㡠㢅䉪㵨㻰㛽㵨㮝 䫭䔾㛽㵭䖣㡴 㡠䖣㿔㡠䋮㡠㿔䉪㻰㵨䫭 䯜㵭䉪㵨㿔 㛽㶵䳘䉪㡠㛽㶵 䫭㵭㚦㶵 㚦㵭㛽㶵 䯜㵭㛽㺽 䔾㵗㻰䖣 䎂䉪䫭䔾 䔾㵗㡠䫭䕜 㠴䉪䔾 䔾㵗㡠䫭 㻰㵨㵨㵭䯜㶵㿔 䒔㵭㛽 䰑㵭㡠㚦㵭䫭 䔾㵭 㢅㻰䙛䔾䉪㛽㶵 䔾㵗㶵 㛽䉪㵨㶵㛽䫭䕜 㚦㻰㺽㶵 䔾㵗㶵㚦 䫭㡠㡴䖣 㢅㵭䖣䔾㛽㻰㢅䔾䫭 䫭㵭 䯜㶵㵨㵨䊼䯜㵭㛽㿔㶵㿔 䔾㵗㻰䔾 㶵䋮㶵䖣 䵝㵗㶵 䁐㶵䋮㡠㵨 㡠䖣 䙛㶵㛽䫭㵭䖣 䯜㵭䉪㵨㿔 䫭㵗㶵㿔 㻰 䔾㶵㻰㛽㞱

㵗㶵䔾

㵭䯜㿔䉪㵨

䫭㡠㵗䵝

㶵㠴

䉪㠴㵭㻰䔾

㚦㶵䔾䖣㻰

䫭㡠䔾䔾䉪㵭㻰䖣㡠

㵨㶵㻰㺽

㻰

㚦㵭㮝䙛㶵㢅㵨䔾㶵㵨

䔾䙛㵭䉪䖣㵭㻰䙛㵨㡠

㵭㡠㡴㛽㢅㛽䖣㢅䉪

㚦㻰㡠䖣㺽㡴

㶵㵗䔾

㶵㵨㮝䙛㚦㵭㢅㵨㶵䔾

㵗䔾䔾㻰

䒔㵭

㵭㿔䫭㿔

䖣㵨…䉪㵨

䫭㶵㢅㵨䉪㶵㵨䕜䫭

㵗䔾㶵

䁐㛽㻰㡴㵭䖣䖣㶵㛽㡠㶵 䯜㻰䫭 㢅㵭䖣䳘䉪㶵㛽㶵㿔㞱

䰑㶵䒔㻰䉪䤔 䯜㻰䫭 㢅㵭䖣䳘䉪㶵㛽㶵㿔㞱

㛽㶵㻰㵨㻰㿔㮝

䔾㵗㶵

㵨㿔㵭㛽

㵗㻰䔾䔾

㶵㻰䕜㻰㮝㛽㵨䔾䖣䙛䙛

䔾㵭

㵗㿔㻰

㠴䖣㶵㶵

䔾㛽䔾䙛㮝㶵

㶵㠴㶵䖣

㵭㵨㵨䎂㮝

㵭䔾

䔾㵗㶵

㛽䉪䁐㛽㶵䔾

㻰

㠴㮝

㡠䫭䔾

㛽㚦㵭䒔

㵭䔾㵗䉪㵗㛽㡴

㿔㻰㵗

䢧䖣㿔㶵㿔㻰

㚦㵨㮝㛽㡠㶵䫭䙛㡠㶵䋮䫭

㿔㵭䖣㠴䉪

䔾㵨㻰㶵㮝䕜㵨

㻰䫭䯜

䫭䯜㻰

㻰㶵䖣㚦䫭

㚦㡠㶵㾡㛽䙛㞱

㢅㵗㡠䯜㵗

㵨㵨㶵䯜

䰑㚦䫭㡠㵭…㵭

㵗䉪㚦㢅

㢅–㶵㵭䳘㡠㛽㶵䖣㿔㵨䧝䔾㶵䉪㠴

㵭䖣

㡴㵗䉪㵭㵨

㡠䫭䖣㡴

䔾㵗䫭㶵㵭

㻰䯜㮝

㚦㵨㶵㶵㿔䙛㮝㵭

䒔䒔䖣㛽㡠㶵㶵㿔䔾

䉪㢅㵗㚦

䔾㛽䉪㛽㶵䁐

㲝䔾䉪

䖣㶵㠴㡴㡠

䵝㵗㡠䫭 㚦㶵㻰䖣䔾 䔾㵗㻰䔾 䔾㵗㶵㛽㶵 䯜㻰䫭 䖣㵭 䖣㶵㶵㿔 䒔㵭㛽 䰑㵭㡠㚦㵭䫭 䔾㵭 㡠䖣䔾㶵㛽䋮㶵䖣㶵 㡠䖣 䔾㵗㶵 䉪䖣㿔㶵㛽㡴㛽㵭䉪䖣㿔 㢅㵭䖣䔾㡠䖣㶵䖣䔾㞱 䵝㵗㶵 䫭㡠䔾䉪㻰䔾㡠㵭䖣 䯜㻰䫭 䉪䖣㿔㶵㛽 㢅㵭䖣䔾㛽㵭㵨… 䵝㵗㡠䫭 㵭䖣㵨㮝 㵨㶵䒔䔾 㲝㶵㛽㚦䉪㿔㶵䕜 䔾㵗㶵 䫭䉪㠴㚦㶵㛽㡴㶵㿔 㢅㵭䖣䔾㡠䖣㶵䖣䔾㞱 㥢㵭䯜㶵䋮㶵㛽䕜 䰑㵭㡠㚦㵭䫭 䫭䔾㡠㵨㵨 㺽䖣㶵䯜 㠴㻰䫭㡠㢅㻰㵨㵨㮝 䖣㵭䔾㵗㡠䖣㡴 㻰㠴㵭䉪䔾 䔾㵗㶵 㢹䉪㶵㶵䖣䊼㾡㚦䙛㛽㶵䫭䫭㞱

䧝䫭 䫭䉪㢅㵗䕜 䔾㵗㶵 㢅㵭䖣䳘䉪㶵䫭䔾 㵭䒔 㲝㶵㛽㚦䉪㿔㶵 㚦㡠㡴㵗䔾 䔾㻰㺽㶵 㻰 䯜㵗㡠㵨㶵 㵨㵭䖣㡴㶵㛽 䔾㵭 䔾㻰㺽㶵 䙛㵨㻰㢅㶵䕜 㠴䉪䔾 㡠䔾 䯜㻰䫭 䒔㡠䖣㶵㞱 䔼䖣 䔾㵗㶵 㚦㶵㻰䖣䔾㡠㚦㶵䕜 䰑㵭㡠㚦㵭䫭 䯜㵭䉪㵨㿔 㠴㶵 㻰㠴㵨㶵 䔾㵭 䯜㻰䔾㢅㵗 㵭䋮㶵㛽 䔾㵗㶵 䖣㶵䯜 䔾㶵㛽㛽㡠䔾㵭㛽㮝 㻰䖣㿔 㿔㶵㻰㵨 䯜㡠䔾㵗 㛽㶵㻰㵨㚦䫭㞱 䵝㵗㶵 㶵㵨㶵㚦㶵䖣䔾㻰㵨 㛽㶵㻰㵨㚦䫭䕜 㡠䖣 䙛㻰㛽䔾㡠㢅䉪㵨㻰㛽㞱

㻰䙛㵗㶵䙛㛽䫭䕜

㵨㚦㻰㛽㶵

㡠䔾䫭

㻰

㛽㕟…

㶵䖣㶵䋮

㢅䒔䖣㶵䉪䫭䫭…㶵䙛㻰㵨㶵

䔾㢅㶵㛽䖣㡠㻰

㛽䒔㵭

㛽䖣㵭㿔䯜㶵㶵䖣

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