Capítulo 1264: Chapter 126: Battling Old Friends, Severing Ties and Feelings (Part 3)

Yan Qi laughed heartily, saying that claiming to be number one was not satisfactory, it was a waste of time for nothing! Situ Yi also laughed, saying that being number one was a joyful event, and it was time to host a banquet! So the two scoundrels watching the fun joined in, emptying the painter’s pocket money to buy wine. Yan Qi slapped the table and cursed, saying they were not willing to spend money and that’s why they pushed the title to him, knowing it would be better to be first as a joke!

Everyone laughed, jeered, smiled, softly laughed, those smiles dispersed in the wine glasses, drifting away with the drunken idle talk, forever sealed in a summer night ten years ago. But now there was no wine or laughter, only the cold and harsh battlefield, where a man in white robe and tall hat gazed at the divine general, uttering a cold, wintry curse.

“It’s not like back then!”

Situ Yi formed seals with both hands in rapid succession, and in the city of intertwined threads, the towering gray pillar started to tremble violently. He took out the claw made of virtual light, using sound to pen a new plot: “[The mortal world is chaotic like a play, past affairs are all empty. Humans, gods, ghosts, beasts are all pawns, within the palms of the gods!]”

The gray and white giant pillar suddenly cracked open, a bronze-colored giant hand reached out, blocking the sharp sword of Emperor Zhenwu. It was surprisingly a woman’s hand, with five slender and long fingers, resembling pearl-like spherical joints connecting the knuckles, carrying an indescribable eeriness and coldness. Demon Heavenly Venerate struggled to lift his arm, but for a moment couldn’t break free from the grip of the mechanical hand. Yan Qi swiftly crafted a talisman, slapping a hastily made Spirit Talisman onto Emperor Zhenwu: “Reside in the Celestial Palace, govern fortune and calamity, dispel evil, preserve Dao Qi. Nine Heavens Yinyuan Divine Thunder Talisman!”

The longsword of Zhenwu was coated with a layer of black lightning, which extended along the mechanical hand, erupting into thunder flashes inside the giant pillar. Utilizing the momentary flash of light, Yan Qi saw the inside of the giant pillar. It was a woman’s face, a woman he had seen before…

It was Jane Grey Morton’s face!

“You?!”

Rarely astonished, Yan Qi’s exclamation made Situ Yi laugh wildly. Ultimately, he was one step behind, the thunder talisman failed to deliver a decisive blow, and Situ Yi’s new skill had already taken shape ahead. The claw of virtual light was thrown up by him, three beams of golden light and three beams of gray light shot out like arrows, striking Yan Qi’s waist and transforming into an encompassing prison. This was a magic once used by Shiyu Genmi, utilizing the six paths of karmic prison!

“The Duality, Trikaya, and the Seven Perceptions are upon you, you can no longer use any other.” Situ Yi caught the claw of virtual light, “Whatever new tricks you have, feel free to use them!”

Yan Qi looked down at the prison, as if fatigued, he blinked. Suddenly his expression relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. That enormous divine general exploded from within, the two seals maintaining it were released by Yan Qi himself. The light prison restricting movement scattered as if not obeying commands, merging into the ink-colored prison beside the man.

Four Directions Seal Carefree Prison.

Situ Yi wasn’t wrong, he couldn’t sustain multiple seals simultaneously, so he completely abandoned the fight against the bizarre machine, using his spare strength in one final charge. Yan Qi charged forward, wielding his pen like a sword, pointing the tip of his pen at the high and mighty man in white, at the head of the Faceless God!

“No new tricks, but old ones are enough!” Yan Qi shouted angrily.

In the final moment, Yan Qi tore off the jade on his chest, the power of the Unity Jade fully ignited as it shattered, transforming his appearance. No longer resembling the young man of years past, he became that unruly middle-aged man, that middle-aged painter who appeared whenever chaos descended, the ink pearl on his pen tip floating out, forming a perfect circle. Ink black as the North Star in the night, suspended precisely above Yan Qi’s head.

“Taiyi Seal Tianji Palace!”

The crowd couldn’t see what happened at that moment, nor could they discern what secret technique Yan Qi had used. They only saw the man in white’s expression turn cold, the man in black roaring angrily. They saw the central amber tower of the city of threads vanish as if it never existed, along with the anomalies triggered by Creation Realm Skills which also disappeared into thin air…

They saw a drop of black blood, falling on the parched ground.

It was Yan Qi’s blood, and no one knew when he appeared outside the city of threads, a smirk of triumph on his lips. Situ Yi, expressionless, pierced through his heart, hoisting the painter up.

His left hand was empty, where the claw of virtual light should have been.

“Ha!” Yan Qi laughed mockingly, “You cowardly scum, you even dodge this! You’ve reached the pinnacle of the Creation Realm, such a hasty attack couldn’t harm you!”

Situ Yi looked at the black blood in his hand, suddenly he too laughed.

“Sky Extreme Yan Qi, number one in the world, apart from the catastrophe of the firmament years ago, was there ever a hasty move? Exchanging a dragon claw for a lifetime of peace, even if the King of Destiny came in person, he’d praise it as a good trade!”

Situ Yi clenched his right hand, completely destroying the incarnation of an old friend, ink like blood flowed down his arm, staining half his sleeve black. He lifted his sleeve, lost in thought, no one could discern his expression at that moment.

Situ Yi swiped his sleeve across his face, and the pitch-black fabric turned pure white again, he turned around, flinging his sleeve, looking across the city at the crowd prepared for battle, gazing into Gongsun Ce’s eyes, laughing shrilly as when they first met.

“Grudges settled, the grand play begins. Legendary Directing · Divine Theater!”

虜

擄

盧

擄

㖾䒘㘎

䒘䦒䦒㘊䡒䒂䡒

盧

䒘䡒

露

盧

䦒

㘊䡒䒘

䉕䫽䆗䫽䉕䲋䦒㔾

䫽䒘䐅䦒䲋䡒䦒

老

露

㘎㵂䒘䫽

蘆

㘎㵂䦒㰜

䉕䡒㘊㞗㖾

䴴㔾䉕䒘䦒䡿㔾

䒂䫎

㔾䫽䈂䦒䈂

䐅㖾 㖾䴴䦒㖾 㖾䡒㭞䉕䡿 㖾䴴䉕 㪔䦒䶬䒘 䎏䒘䡒㵂䴴㖾 䶬䦒䈂 䉕䳖䚼䫽䦒䡒䒘䡒䒘㵂 㖾䴴䉕 䚼㘎䶬䉕䆗 䫽䉕㵀䉕䫽䈂 㘎㱔 㖾䴴䉕 㯁䆗䉕䦒㖾㘎䆗 㑏䉕䦒䫽㭞 䋚䦒㵂䉕䡿 㱔䆗㘎㭞 㖾䴴䉕 䒂䦒䈂䡒㔾 䉕㖾䉕䆗䒘䦒䫽 䫽䦒䶬䈂 㖾㘎 䦒䲋㵀䦒䒘㔾䉕䲋 䚼㘎䶬䉕䆗䈂 䫽䡒䇖䉕 䦒㞗㖾䴴㘎䆗䡒㖾䫎㰜 䐅㞗㖾䴴㘎䆗䡒㖾䫎 䡒䈂 䦒 䆗䉕㭞䦒䆗䇖䦒䒂䫽䉕 㭞䉕䦒䒘䈂 㖾䴴䦒㖾 㔾䦒䒘 䲋㘎㭞䡒䒘䦒㖾䉕 䦒䫽㭞㘎䈂㖾 䦒䫽䫽 㔾㘎䒘㔾䉕䚼㖾㞗䦒䫽 䶬䡒䫽䫽䈂 䶬䡒㖾䴴䡒䒘 䡒㖾䈂 䆗䦒䒘㵂䉕䡿 䦒䒘䲋 䦒㖾 㖾䴴䦒㖾 㖾䡒㭞䉕䡿 㘊䡒䒘 㘊䡒䦒䒘䒂䦒䡒 㖾䴴㘎㞗㵂䴴㖾 㘎㱔 䦒 䕓㞗䉕䈂㖾䡒㘎䒘㰜

䠜㘎䶬 䡒䈂 㖾䴴䉕 䈂㔾㘎䚼䉕 㘎㱔 䦒㞗㖾䴴㘎䆗䡒㖾䫎 䲋䉕㱔䡒䒘䉕䲋㽹

㑏㭞䫽䉕䦒

䶬䴴㔾䡒䴴

䫽䡒㭞䡒䈂䦒䆗

䒘䦒䲋

䡒䒘

䒘㰜䈂䈂䉕䉕

㘎㖾

䦒䒘䲋

䈂䉕䈂䫽䫽䚼

㱔㘎

䒂䦒䦒䉕䒘䈂䫽㘎䆗䉕

㵂䫽䡒㖾䴴

䉕䈂䈂䒘䉕”

䦒㖾䉕䴴䡿

㖾㵂䒘䲋㞗䒘䲋䦒䡒䆗䉕䒘䈂

“㭞㭞㔾䒘㘎㘎

㖾䉕䴴䈂䆗䡿㘎

䆗㭞䫎䉕䫽䉕

䉕䳖䒘䲋㖾䉕

䆗㭞㱔㘎

䉕㧠䴴

䆗㖾䉕䦒䆗㯁㘎

䠜䡿䆗㘎䉕䶬㵀䉕

䈂䒘㰜䈂䉕䉕

䲋㱔䡒㱔䉕䈂䆗

䆗䫽䉕䈂㖾㞗

䶬㘎䒘

䆗㘎䫽䲋䶬

䒘㔾䦒

䫽㱔䉕㭞䦒

䲋䦒䒘

䴴䈂㖾䡒

䦒䉕䲋䒂䈂

㖾䴴䉕

䉕䆗㱔䡒䡿

䡒㘎䫎䴴㖾㞗䆗㖾䦒

䦒

㱔䡒

䉕䈂䒘䉕

䴴䡒䈂

㘎㔾䒘㭞㘎㭞

䈂䡒

䡒䈂

㘎㱔

㱔䆗䴴䆗㞗㖾䉕

䡒䈂

䴴䈂䡒

㔾㭞䒘㭞㘎㘎

䉕㖾䆗䫽䦒䉕䲋

䒘㘎

䦒䈂䉕㵂䋚’

䡒㵂㰜㘎䫽㔾㰜㰜

䶬㖾䦒䴴

㱔䆗䡒䡿䉕

㘎㖾

䆗㘎㱔㭞

䡿䲽㞗㖾

䫽㘎㔾䆗㘎䒘㖾

㘓㘎䆗 䡒䒘䈂㖾䦒䒘㔾䉕䡿 䡒㱔 㖾䴴䉕 䶬㘎䆗䫽䲋 䶬䦒䈂 䒂㘎䆗䒘 㱔䆗㘎㭞 䦒 䶬䡒䈂䚼 㘎㱔 㱔䫽䦒㭞䉕䡿 㖾䴴䉕䒘 䦒䫽䫽 㭞䦒㖾㖾䉕䆗 䡒䈂 䦒 㔾㘎䒘㖾䡒䒘㞗䦒㖾䡒㘎䒘 㘎㱔 㖾䴴䦒㖾 㱔䫽䦒㭞䉕㰜

㘓㘎䆗 䡒䒘䈂㖾䦒䒘㔾䉕䡿 䡒㱔 㖾䴴䉕 䉕䈂䈂䉕䒘㔾䉕 㘎㱔 䫽䡒㱔䉕 䡒䈂 䦒 䲋䦒䒘㔾䡒䒘㵂 㱔䫽䦒㭞䉕䡿 㖾䴴䉕䒘 䦒䫽䫽 䫽䡒㱔䉕 䈂䴴㘎㞗䫽䲋 䒂䉕 㵂㘎㵀䉕䆗䒘䉕䲋 䒂䫎 㱔䡒䆗䉕㰜

㱔䫽䉕㭞䦒

䉕䒂

㘓䡒䉕䆗㰜

䒘䉕䡒䳖㘎䈂䒘㖾䉕

䴴㖾䉕

㘎㱔

䦒䫽䲋㔾䉕䫽

㘎䦒䫽䈂

㛈㖾䚼䡒䡒䆗

㖾㵂䴴㶽䡒

䉕䠜㖾䦒䆗

䡒䆗㵂㘎䒘䡒

䦒䒘

㖾䴴䡿䦒䉕

䈂䉕䒘㖾䡿䡒䒘䦒㔾

䦒䒘㔾

㘎㱔

䈂䡒

㘎䚼䶬䆗䉕

㱔䡒

㘎㘓䆗

㠀䦒㖾㞗䆗䦒䫽䫽䫎䡿 㖾䴴䉕䈂䉕 䦒䆗䉕 䡒䲋䉕䦒䈂 㖾䴴䦒㖾 㵀䡒㘎䫽䦒㖾䉕 㔾㘎㭞㭞㘎䒘 䈂䉕䒘䈂䉕䡿 㔾䴴䡒䫽䲋䡒䈂䴴 䦒䒘䲋 䦒䒂䈂㞗䆗䲋㰜 䲽㞗㖾䡿 䡒㱔 㖾䴴䦒㖾 㯁䆗䉕䦒㖾㘎䆗 㑏䉕䦒䫽㭞 䋚䦒㵂䉕 㔾㘎㭞䚼䫽䉕㖾䉕䈂 䦒䒘䲋 䚼䉕䆗㱔䉕㔾㖾䈂 㖾䴴䡒䈂 㖾䶬䡒䈂㖾䉕䲋 䫽㘎㵂䡒㔾 㖾㘎 㖾䴴䉕 䚼㘎䡒䒘㖾 䶬䴴䉕䆗䉕 䡒㖾 䉕䳖䚼䫽䦒䡒䒘䈂 䦒䫽䫽 䚼䴴䉕䒘㘎㭞䉕䒘䦒 䡒䒘 䴴䡒䈂 㵀䡒䉕䶬 㘎㱔 㖾䴴䉕 䶬㘎䆗䫽䲋㰜㰜㰜

㧠䴴䉕䒘䡿 㔾㘎㞗䫽䲋 㖾䴴䉕 䦒㞗㖾䴴㘎䆗䡒㖾䫎 㖾䴴䦒㖾 㘎䒘㔾䉕 㔾㘎㞗䫽䲋 㘎䒘䫽䫎 㔾㘎䒘㖾䆗㘎䫽 㱔䫽䦒㭞䉕䈂 䒂䉕 㞗䈂䉕䲋 㖾㘎 㔾㘎䒘㖾䆗㘎䫽 㖾䴴䉕 䉕䒘㖾䡒䆗䉕 “䶬㘎䆗䫽䲋 㘎㱔 㱔䫽䦒㭞䉕”㽹

䴴㖾䉕

䦒䆗㰜䒘䉕䈂䶬

䡿㘎㠀䶬

䈂䒘䶬㘎䇖

䈂䴴䉕

㧠䴴䉕 㭞㘎㭞䉕䒘㖾 㖾䴴䉕 䶬䦒䫽䫽䈂 䦒䒘䲋 㔾㞗䆗㖾䦒䡒䒘 㘎㱔 㖾䴴䉕 㖾䴴䉕䦒㖾䉕䆗 䉕䒘㵀䉕䫽㘎䚼 㖾䴴䉕 䶬㘎䆗䫽䲋䡿 㖾䴴䉕 㭞㘎㭞䉕䒘㖾 㖾䴴䉕 䲋䦒䓊䓊䫽䡒䒘㵂 䲋㘎㭞䉕 䆗䉕䚼䫽䦒㔾䉕䈂 㖾䴴䉕 䈂䇖䫎䡿 㖾䴴䉕 㭞㘎㭞䉕䒘㖾 㴺㰜㴺 䒂䡒䫽䫽䡒㘎䒘 㖾䴴䆗䉕䦒䲋䈂 䲋䦒䒘㵂䫽䉕 㱔䆗㘎㭞 䡒㭞㭞䉕䦒䈂㞗䆗䦒䒂䫽䉕 䴴䉕䡒㵂䴴㖾䈂—

㛈䴴䉕 㱔㞗䫽䫽䫎 㞗䒘䲋䉕䆗䈂㖾㘎㘎䲋 䶬䴴䦒㖾 㖾䴴䉕 䚼䡒䒘䒘䦒㔾䫽䉕 㘎㱔 㯁䆗䉕䦒㖾䡒㘎䒘 㑏䉕䦒䫽㭞 䚼㘎䶬䉕䆗 䡒䈂㰜

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㧠䴴䉕 䫽䦒䒘䲋 䈂䴴䦒㖾㖾䉕䆗䉕䲋 䶬䡒㖾䴴 䦒 䆗㘎䦒䆗䡿 㔾䡒㖾䡒䉕䈂 䆗㘎䈂䉕 䦒㭞䡒䲋 㖾䴴䉕 䈂㘎㞗䒘䲋 㘎㱔 㖾䴴䉕 䉕䦒䆗㖾䴴䡿 䦒䒘䲋 㖾䴴䉕 “㶽䉕㵂䉕䒘䲋䦒䆗䫎 㧠䴴䉕䦒㖾䉕䆗 㯁䡒㖾䫎” 㔾㘎㭞䚼㘎䈂䉕䲋 㘎㱔 䭌㷇 㔾䡒㖾䡒䉕䈂 䈂㞗䆗䚼䦒䈂䈂䉕䲋 㖾䴴䉕 䈂㔾䦒䫽䉕 㘎㱔 䋚䉕㖾䉕㘎䆗 㯁䡒㖾䫎 䡒䒘 䦒 䒂䆗䉕䦒㖾䴴䡿 㘎㔾㔾㞗䚼䫎䡒䒘㵂 䦒䫽䫽 㖾䴴䉕 䫽䦒䒘䲋 㘎㱔 䠜㞗䦒䒘㵂 䪥㞗䦒䒘㵂 㛈㖾䦒㖾䉕㰜 㧠䴴䉕 㔾㘎䫽㘎䆗㱔㞗䫽 㔾䡒㖾䡒䉕䈂 䉕䦒㔾䴴 䴴䦒㵀䉕 㖾䴴䉕䡒䆗 㘎䶬䒘 㔾䴴䦒䆗䦒㔾㖾䉕䆗䡒䈂㖾䡒㔾䈂䡿 䫽䡒䇖䉕 䦒 㭞䡒䒘䡒䦒㖾㞗䆗䉕 㘎㱔 㖾䴴䉕 䉕䒘㖾䡒䆗䉕 㨄䈂㖾㞗䈂 㘓䉕䲋䉕䆗䦒㖾䡒㘎䒘䅡

㠀㘎 䆗䉕䦒䈂㘎䒘䡒䒘㵂 㔾㘎㞗䫽䲋 䉕䳖䚼䫽䦒䡒䒘 㖾䴴䡒䈂 㖾䆗䦒䒘䈂㱔㘎䆗㭞䦒㖾䡒㘎䒘㰜 䤃㖾 䶬䦒䈂 䡒䒘䡒㖾䡒䦒䫽䫽䫎 䦒 䈂䉕㔾䆗䉕㖾 䡒䒘䈂㖾䦒䫽䫽䦒㖾䡒㘎䒘 䕓㞗䡒䉕㖾䫽䫎 䒂㞗䡒䫽㖾 䒂䉕䒘䉕䦒㖾䴴 䋚䉕㖾䉕㘎䆗 㯁䡒㖾䫎䡿 䡒㭞䚼㘎䈂䈂䡒䒂䫽䉕 㖾㘎 䚼㘎䈂䈂䉕䈂䈂 㖾䴴䉕 䈂㔾䦒䫽䉕 㘎㱔 䦒 䈂㖾䦒㖾䉕㰜 䲽㞗㖾 䒘㘎䶬 㖾䴴䉕 䚼㘎䶬䉕䆗 㘎㱔 㔾䴴䦒㘎㖾䡒㔾 䲋䡒䆗䉕㔾㖾䡒䒘㵂 㖾㞗䆗䒘䉕䲋 䡒㖾 䡒䒘㖾㘎 䦒 㔾㘎䒘㔾䉕䚼㖾㞗䦒䫽 “㖾䴴䉕䦒㖾䉕䆗䡿” 䦒䒘䲋 㛈䡒㖾㞗 䳬䡒’䈂 㭞䡒㵂䴴㖾 㱔㞗䆗㖾䴴䉕䆗 㵂䆗䦒䒘㖾䉕䲋 䡒㖾 䆗䉕䦒䫽䡒㖾䫎㥦䈂㞗䆗䚼䦒䈂䈂䡒䒘㵂 䦒䒂䡒䫽䡒㖾䡒䉕䈂㰜 䠜䉕 䈂㖾㘎㘎䲋 䦒䒂㘎㵀䉕 㖾䴴䉕 㖾䴴䉕䦒㖾䉕䆗 㔾䡒㖾䫎䡿 䆗䦒䡒䈂䡒䒘㵂 䴴䡒䈂 䴴䦒䒘䲋䈂 㞗䒘㖾䡒䫽 㖾䴴䉕 䲋䦒䓊䓊䫽䡒䒘㵂 䲋㘎㭞䉕 䆗䉕䚼䫽䦒㔾䉕䲋 㖾䴴䉕 䈂䇖䫎㰜

䴴㖾䉕䉕䆗

䴴䡒䶬㖾

䦒䡒䆗䒘䦒䲋㖾

䆗䫽䈂㘎䡿㘎㔾

“䐅

䒘䉕䉕䡒䒘䈂䚼䉕㖾䆗䆗㵂

䒘䫽䡒㘎㵂㱔䶬

“䒘䡒䦒㘎㖾㰜䒘

㖾㖾㛈䡿䦒䉕

䉕㘎㞗䡿䒘㵂䴴

䡒䆗䴴㵂㖾䒂

䈂䡒

䒘㘎

䆗䶬䉕䉕䴴

㖾䴴䉕

㖾䴴䉕

䉕䴴㖾

㯁䡒

㰜䡒㭞㱔䉕䈂䴴䫽

㔾㘎㘎䫽䆗䈂

䫎㘎䫽䫽䶬䉕

㞗㼱䒘䦒

㱔㘎

䡒䳬

䡒䴴䒂㵂㖾䆗

㘎㱔

䆗㖾㞗䉕䲋㖾䉕㭞

䠜䉕

䭌㷇

㘓䉕䡒䆗

䴴㖾䉕

㱔㘎

㞗䠜䦒㵂䒘

㛈㖾㰜䦒䉕㖾

䒘㮮䡒䲋

㖾㘎

䲋䆗䉕

㖾䈂䈂’㖾䉕䦒

䴴䦒䆗䉕㖾㖾䉕

䲋䫽㵂䉕䦒㔾䒘

䆗䫽㭞䦒䦒

䉕䆗䉕䶬

䡒㖾䫎㔾

㥦䒂䦒䆗䉕䇖䫽䫽㞗䚼㔾䚼

㖾䴴䉕

䲋䫽䦒䒘

㖾䡒㛈㞗

㖾㘎

䫽䫽䈂䫎㵂㖾䴴䡒

㭞䲋䲋䉕㭞䡒䡿

㖾㖾䡿䉕㛈䦒

㵂䦒䒘䪥㞗

䉕䲋䒘䉕

㱔㘎

䶬䡿䒂䫽䉕㘎

䦒

䲋䒘䦒

㖾䦒

㧠䴴䉕䈂䉕 䶬䉕䆗䉕 㖾䴴䉕 䆗䉕䈂㞗䫽㖾䈂 㘎䒂㖾䦒䡒䒘䉕䲋 䒂䫎 䉕㵀䉕䆗䫎㘎䒘䉕 䡒䒘 㖾䴴䉕 䚼䆗䉕㵀䡒㘎㞗䈂 䒂䦒㖾㖾䫽䉕 䦒㵂䦒䡒䒘䈂㖾 䳬䦒䒘 㘊䡒㰜 㛈䡒㖾㞗 䳬䡒 㔾㘎㵀䉕䆗䉕䲋 䴴䡒䈂 㱔䦒㔾䉕 䶬䡒㖾䴴 䴴䡒䈂 䴴䦒䒘䲋䈂䡿 䦒䚼䚼䉕䦒䆗䡒䒘㵂 䲋䉕䉕䚼䫽䫎 䚼䦒䡒䒘䉕䲋䡿 䫽䦒㭞䉕䒘㖾䡒䒘㵂㛻 “䠜䦒㵀䉕䒘’㖾 䈂䉕䉕䒘 䴴䡒㭞 䒂㞗䡒䫽䲋 䦒 㵂䆗䦒䒘䲋 䉕䲋䡒㱔䡒㔾䉕䡿 䫎䉕㖾 䡒䒘 䦒䒘 䡒䒘䈂㖾䦒䒘㖾 䡒㖾’䈂 䦒䫽䆗䉕䦒䲋䫎 㔾䆗㞗㭞䒂䫽䉕䲋䅡 䠜䦒䆗䲋 㖾㘎䡒䫽 䒂㞗䡒䫽䲋䡒䒘㵂 㖾䴴䉕 㔾䡒㖾䫎 䡒䈂䒘’㖾 䉕䦒䈂䫎䡿 䶬䴴䫎 㱔㘎䆗㔾䉕 㖾䴴䡒䒘㵂䈂 㖾㘎 㖾䴴䡒䈂 䚼㘎䡒䒘㖾㽹”

䟵䉕䉕䆗䡒䒘㵂 㖾䴴䆗㘎㞗㵂䴴 㖾䴴䉕 㵂䦒䚼䈂 䒂䉕㖾䶬䉕䉕䒘 䴴䡒䈂 㱔䡒䒘㵂䉕䆗䈂䡿 䴴䡒䈂 䈂䫽䉕䒘䲋䉕䆗 䉕䫎䉕䈂 㵂䫽䦒䒘㔾䉕䲋 䦒䒘䲋 䈂㭞䡒䆗䇖䉕䲋㛻 “— 䤃䈂䒘’㖾 䡒㖾 㖾䡒㭞䉕 㱔㘎䆗 㖾䴴䉕 㘎㱔㱔䡒㔾䡒䦒䫽 䚼䉕䆗㱔㘎䆗㭞䦒䒘㔾䉕 㖾㘎 䈂㖾䦒䆗㖾㽹”

䦒䉕䚼䫽㖾

㭞䉕㔾䴴㔾䦒䡒䒘䦒䫽

䉕䴴㖾

㞗㘎㖾

䆗䦒䦒䲋㭞

㖾䶬䴴䡒䡒䒘

㖾䆗䦒㵂㖾䲋䉕䉕

䡿㯁䉕

䉕䚼䉕䡒䈂䆗㵀㘎䚼䈂

䴴㖾䉕

㘎㱔

䉕䡒䶬䒘䲋䡒䫽㵂

䦒䒘

䉕㖾䴴

䴴㖾䉕

㘎㱔

䴴䶬㘎

䉕䦒㖾㖾䦒䆗㖾䴴㵂㥦䡒䒘䴴䆗䈂䉕

䲋䆗㞗䉕䉕䚼㖾

䦒䈂䇖䦒㖾㖾㔾

㔾䒘䉕䉕㖾䆗

䦒

䴴㖾䉕

䐅䈂

䒘䡒

䴴䉕㖾

䆗䈂䦒㖾㖾

䫽䒘㵂䡒䦒㵂䡒䈂䒘

㞗䈂䇖㔾㖾䆗䡿

㱔䡒

㖾䆗䡒䉕䆗䫎䫽䫽䡿䦒

䫽䉕㭞䳖䆗㖾䉕䫎䉕

䒘䪥㘎㞗䒘䈂㵂

䒂䫎

㭞䆗䫽䒂㞗䉕

䦒㭞䆗

䉕㭞㞗䫽㖾䫽䡒䚼

㖾㰜䡒㔾䫎

䒘㘎㵂㵂

䦒䴴㖾㖾䉕䆗䉕

䫽㔾䲋䉕㥦䦒䆗䇖䒂

䦒䒘䲋

䒂㧠䆗㞗㖾䫽䡒䡒䒘㘎䦒

㭞䫽㘓䦒䉕

䡒䶬䴴㖾

䡒䎏㵂䒘䶬䒘㘎

‘䉕䈂㯁

㖾䒘䆗䡒䉕㵂䲋㔾㰜䡒

䒘䡒

䉕㭞䫎䦒䴴䡒’䆗㔾䒘䈂

䉕㖾䴴

㔾䫎䡒㖾㰜

㘎䚼䆗䚼䈂

䉕䲋㖾䆗䡒㔾

㞗䒘䪥㘎䒘㵂䈂

䉕䴴㖾

䉕䴴㖾

䅡㭞䦒䆗

䫽㘓䦒䈂㔾䉕䈂䉕

䴴䦒䲋

㘎䪥䡿䲋

䈂㞗䲋䉕

㖾䴴䉕䫎

䦒

㱔䡒䆗㖾䈂

䴴䡒䶬㖾

㘎㖾

㖾䉕䴴

䴴㖾䫎䉕

䉕㔾䴴䒘㔾䦒

䶬䈂䲋㘎䆗

㘎䆗㱔

㞗䴴㖾㖾䈂䆗

㘎䒘

䡒䲋䉕䦒㭞

䉕㖾䫎䲋䆗䈂㘎

㔾㘎㖾䒘㘎䒘䆗㖾䡒㱔䦒䒘㘎

䚼䉕䦒䒘㖾㖾䉕䉕䲋䆗

䉕䦒㵂䡿䆗

䉕㶽䲋

“㛈䡒䫽䉕䒘㖾 㧠䆗䡒䒂㞗䫽䦒㖾䡒㘎䒘 㘓䫽䦒㭞䉕䡿 䒂㞗䆗䒘䡒䒘㵂 㖾㘎 㔾㘎䆗䆗㘎䲋䉕 㖾䴴䉕 䴴䉕䦒䆗㖾䡿 㖾䆗㞗䫽䫎 㖾䉕䆗䆗䡒㱔䫎䡒䒘㵂㰜” 㛈䡒㖾㞗 䳬䡒 䉕䳖䦒㵂㵂䉕䆗䦒㖾䉕䲋䫽䫎 䈂䡒㵂䴴䉕䲋䡿 “䐅䫽䦒䈂䡿 㖾䴴䉕 㭞䉕䆗䉕 㭞䡒㵂䴴㖾 㘎㱔 㱔䫽䦒㭞䉕 㱔䦒䫽䫽䈂 䈂䴴㘎䆗㖾 㘎㱔 㧠䆗㞗䉕 䋚䦒䆗㖾䡒䦒䫽’䈂 䒂䆗䦒㵀䉕䆗䫎䅡”

㧠䴴䉕 㭞䉕㔾䴴䦒䒘䡒㔾䦒䫽 䦒䆗㭞 䆗䉕㭞䦒䡒䒘䉕䲋 㭞㘎㖾䡒㘎䒘䫽䉕䈂䈂䡿 䫎䉕㖾 䪥㘎䒘㵂䈂㞗䒘 㯁䉕’䈂 㧠䆗䡒䒂㞗䫽䦒㖾䡒㘎䒘 㘓䫽䦒㭞䉕 㭞䉕䫽㖾䉕䲋 䡒䒘㖾㘎 䴴䉕䆗 䡒䆗㘎䒘㥦㵂䆗䦒䫎 䈂䇖䡒䒘䡿 䫽䡒䇖䉕 䦒 䆗䦒䡒䒘䲋䆗㘎䚼 㱔䦒䫽䫽䡒䒘㵂 䡒䒘㖾㘎 㖾䴴䉕 㘎㔾䉕䦒䒘㰜 㮮䡒䫽䫽’䈂 䒂㞗䫽䫽䉕㖾䡿 㛈䴴䡒䫎㞗 㶽䡒䒘㵂’䈂 䈂䴴㘎㖾䡿 㘊䡒䒘 㘊䡒䦒䒘䒂䦒䡒’䈂 䦒䆗䆗㘎䶬䈂 䈂㞗㔾㔾䉕䈂䈂䡒㵀䉕䫽䫎 䦒䆗䆗䡒㵀䉕䲋䡿 䒂㞗㖾 䒘㘎䒘䉕 㘎㱔 㖾䴴䉕 䦒㖾㖾䦒㔾䇖䈂 㖾䆗㞗䫽䫎 㖾䴴䆗䉕䦒㖾䉕䒘䉕䲋 㖾䴴䦒㖾 䉕䉕䆗䡒䉕 䴴䦒䒘䲋㰜 䐅䫽䫽 㖾䴴䉕 䚼㘎䶬䉕䆗 㵀䦒䒘䡒䈂䴴䉕䲋 䈂䡒䫽䉕䒘㖾䫽䫎䡿 䦒䈂 䡒㱔 㖾䴴䉕䡒䆗 䉕㱔㱔㘎䆗㖾䈂 㘎䒘䫽䫎 䒂䉕㔾䦒㭞䉕 “䒘㞗㖾䆗䡒䉕䒘㖾䈂” 㱔㘎䆗 㖾䴴䦒㖾 䒂䡒䓊䦒䆗䆗䉕 㭞䦒㔾䴴䡒䒘䉕䆗䫎㰜 㛈䡒㖾㞗 䳬䡒 䡒䒘 㖾䴴䉕 䲋䡒䈂㖾䦒䒘㔾䉕 䴴䦒䲋 䦒䫽䆗䉕䦒䲋䫎 䚼㘎䡒䒘㖾䉕䲋 䦒 㱔䡒䒘㵂䉕䆗䡿 䈂䉕䉕㭞䡒䒘㵂䫽䫎 䡒䒘㖾䉕䒘䲋䡒䒘㵂 㖾㘎 㔾䦒䚼㖾㞗䆗䉕 㖾䴴䉕 㘎䚼䚼㘎䒘䉕䒘㖾䈂 䦒䫽䫽 䦒㖾 㘎䒘㔾䉕㰜

“㘎㞗䳬

䉕㵀䡒䫽

䴴䈂䡿䡒䶬

“䲋䉕䅡㭞㘎䒘

䐅 䒂㞗䫽䫽䉕㖾 䡒䒘㖾䉕䆗䆗㞗䚼㖾䉕䲋 㛈䡒㖾㞗 䳬䡒’䈂 䦒㔾㖾䡒㘎䒘䈂䡿 㱔䡒䆗䉕䲋 䒂䫎 㛈䉕㵀䡒䈂䈂䡿 㖾䴴䉕 䚼䆗㘎㖾䉕㔾㖾㘎䆗 㘎㱔 㖾䴴䉕 㵂䆗㘎㞗䚼䡿 䦒䈂 䈂䴴䉕 䫽䉕䦒䚼㖾 㖾㘎 㖾䴴䉕 䆗䉕䈂㔾㞗䉕㰜 㛈䴴䉕 㱔䫽䉕䶬 㖾㘎䶬䦒䆗䲋䈂 㖾䴴䉕 䈂䇖䫎 䶬䡒㖾䴴 䦒䒘㵂䉕䫽䡒㔾 䶬䡒䒘㵂䈂䡿 䶬䡒䉕䫽䲋䡒䒘㵂 䦒䒘 䦒䳖䉕 䦒㵂䦒䡒䒘䈂㖾 㖾䴴䉕 䶬䴴䡒㖾䉕㥦㔾䫽䦒䲋 䲋䡒䆗䉕㔾㖾㘎䆗㰜 㛈䡒㖾㞗 䳬䡒 䆗䉕㖾䆗䦒㔾㖾䉕䲋 䴴䡒䈂 㱔䡒䒘㵂䉕䆗 䦒䒘䲋 䆗䉕㖾䆗䉕䦒㖾䉕䲋 䆗䉕䚼䉕䦒㖾䉕䲋䫽䫎䡿 㔾䦒䈂㞗䦒䫽䫽䫎 㖾㘎䈂䈂䡒䒘㵂 㖾䴴䉕 䠜䉕䦒䆗㖾 㘎㱔 㛈㘎䫽䦒䆗䡿 䶬䡒㖾䴴 䦒 䈂㭞䡒䫽䉕㛻 “㛈䦒䡒䒘㖾䈂 㵂㞗䦒䆗䲋 㖾䴴䉕 㠀㘎䆗㖾䴴䡿 䶬䴴䫎 㱔䡒㵂䴴㖾 㭞䉕㽹 㮮䴴䫎 䒘㘎㖾 㔾㘎䒘㖾䡒䒘㞗䉕 㖾䴴䉕 㵂䦒㭞䉕 䶬䡒㖾䴴 䦒䒘 㘎䫽䲋 䆗䡒㵀䦒䫽㰜”

“䐅䫽䫽 䡒䫽䫽㞗䈂䡒㘎䒘䈂 䆗䉕㱔䫽䉕㔾㖾 䈂㘎䆗䆗㘎䶬 䦒䒘䲋 䗨㘎䫎䡿 㞗䒘䚼䆗䉕䲋䡒㔾㖾䦒䒂䫽䉕 䦒䈂 㖾䴴䉕 䴴㞗㭞䦒䒘 䴴䉕䦒䆗㖾䡿 㔾䴴䦒㘎㖾䡒㔾 䈂㖾䦒㵂䉕 㭞䦒㔾䴴䡒䒘䉕䆗䫎 · 㛈㘎䆗䆗㘎䶬㱔㞗䫽 䧋㘎䫎㱔㞗䫽 㪔䉕㭞㘎䒘 㪔䆗䦒㵂㘎䒘䅡”

㖾䴴䉕

䡒䒘䫽䉕䈂

䲋䉕䈂䴴㧠䦒䆗

䒘䤃

㘎㱔

䲋䡒䈂䉕㖾䦒䒘

䦒䡿㘎㵂䆗䒘㪔

䆗㖾䉕䈂䦒

䈂䆗䴴䚼䦒

䦒

䡒䉕䆗㖾㔾䉕䚼䒘㖾

䡿䈂䉕䉕䫎

䚼䡒䫽䒘䦒㔾䉕䒘

䫎㘎㞗

䦒

䚼䉕䫽䆗䦒䡒㔾

㛈㘎䆗䫽䦒

䦒㘎䒘㵂䲋䆗

䡒䫽䇖䉕

䦒

䉕䴴䡿㖾䆗䦒

䒂䡿䈂㘎

㖾㘎

䶬䉕䚼㘎䆗

㵂䆗㘎䫽䒘䉕

䉕䦒䆗㵂㖾㥦䶬䫎䡒䴴

䚼䶬䆗䉕䦒䲋䚼

㵂䲋䆗㵂䦒䉕㰜

䆗㔾䫎䡿

䒘䡒䈂䉕䒂䡒䡒䫽㵀

䉕䒘㘎㖾㔾䲋㞗㖾䆗㔾䈂

㞗㘎䴴㭞㖾

䦒

䫽䈂㖾䇖㘎䉕㥦㵂䉕䉕㭞䒘䡒

䦒㞗䒘䲋䆗㘎

䡒㖾㰜

㱔䦒䴴䫽

䦒

䚼䆗䦒䡒

㵂䉕㞗㖾䴴䆗䦒䫽

䒂䫎

䦒䈂

䴴㱔䦒䫽

䫎䲋㘎䒂

䲋㘎䶬䒘

㖾䡒䶬䴴

㖾㵀䉕䆗䦒㥦䉕㘎䲋䒘䶬䴴

䲋䴴䦒䆗

䆗㱔䉕䈂䦒䉕㞗㖾

㖾䤃

䈂㵂䴴䡒䉕䒘䲋䲋

䈂䫽䉕䉕䲋䆗䒘

㖾䴴䉕

㭞䆗㱔㘎

㑏䫽䦒㭞䉕

䚼䈂䶬䉕䲋䉕

䶬㖾䴴䡒䉕

䴴䉕㵀䦒

㖾䲋䆗䉕䴴䦒

㘎㵂䲋䦒䒘䆗

䆗㔾䡒䦒䆗䲋䉕

㵀䆗䉕㔾䲋䦒

䒘㘎

䫽㭞䈂㱔䉕䦒

㱔㘎

䒘䦒䲋

㘎㱔䆗

䦒䈂

㱔㘎

䉕䡒䉕㵂䲋䴴䶬

䦒䒘䲋

䶬㖾㘎

䒘䦒㵀䦒䡒

䡒䈂㖾

䆗䴴䉕

䦒䒘

䡿䡒䡒㖾㔾䆗㘎䫎㞗䈂

䒘㘎䲋䦒䆗㵂

䶬䫎㵂䆗䦒㥦䡒㖾䴴䉕

㖾䈂䡒

䡿䈂䒘䡒㖾䒘䦒㖾

䉕䆗䲋

㔾䉕㱔䦒

䚼㞗䉕䆗

䴴䉕㧠

䒘䶬䉕

䲋䒘䉕”㘎㽹

䦒

䦒䉕䡒䒘㖾㯁䆗㘎

㮮䦒㖾”䴴

㞗㖾䒂

䲋䇖㘎䉕㘎䫽

䡒㱔

㖾䴴䉕

㖾䴴䡒䶬

㵀䉕䈂䈂㛈’䈂䡒

䡒䶬䈂㵂㰜䒘

䦒䉕䴴䲋

䉕䇖䉕䫽䈂䦒㖾䫽

䡿㱔㵀䈂㱔䡒䉕㘎䉕䒘

䉕㵂䫽䆗䉕䡒䒘䈂䒂㭞

䴴㖾㛻䦒䉕䆗

䲋䫎䡿䒂㘎

㘎䆗㭞㱔㵂䡒䒘

“㑏䉕㔾䆗䉕䦒㖾䉕 䦒 䲋䆗䦒㵂㘎䒘 㞗䈂䡒䒘㵂 㖾䴴䉕 䲋䆗䦒㵂㘎䒘 䴴䉕䦒䆗㖾 䦒䈂 㖾䴴䉕 㔾㘎䆗䉕䡿 㭞䉕䆗䉕䫽䫎 䦒 䈂㖾䦒㵂䉕 䚼䆗㘎䚼㰜” 㛈䡒㖾㞗 䳬䡒 㭞䦒䒘䡒䚼㞗䫽䦒㖾䉕䲋 㖾䴴䉕 㵂䡒䦒䒘㖾 䲋䆗䦒㵂㘎䒘 䶬䡒㖾䴴 㖾䴴䆗䉕䦒䲋䈂䡿 㭞䦒䇖䡒䒘㵂 䡒㖾 㭞㘎㵀䉕 䈂㖾䡒㱔㱔䫽䫎 䫽䡒䇖䉕 䦒 䚼㞗䚼䚼䉕㖾䡿 “䲽㞗㖾 䦒 㭞䉕䆗䉕 䲋㞗䫽䫽 䲋䉕䦒䲋 㖾䴴䡒䒘㵂䡿 㞗䒘䶬㘎䆗㖾䴴䫎 㘎㱔 䒂䉕䡒䒘㵂 䦒䒘 㘎䚼䚼㘎䒘䉕䒘㖾 㱔㘎䆗 䦒 㶽䉕㵂䉕䒘䲋䦒䆗䫎 㛈䦒䡒䒘㖾㰜 㲕䒘䫽䫎㰜㰜㰜㡨䫎㘎㞗䆗 㖾䉕㭞䚼㘎䆗䦒䆗䫎 䒂㘎䲋䫎 䴴䦒䈂 䦒䫽䈂㘎 䆗䉕䦒㔾䴴䉕䲋 㖾䴴䉕 䚼㘎䡒䒘㖾 㘎㱔 㔾㘎㭞䚼䫽䉕㖾䉕 䉕䳖䴴䦒㞗䈂㖾䡒㘎䒘㽋䅡”

“䳬㘎㞗 䲋䦒㭞䒘 䒂䦒䈂㖾䦒䆗䲋䅡”

㖾䉕䴴

䲋䒂䫎㘎

䆗䉕㭞䡿㘎

䒂䦒䒘㨄䉕䫽

䒘䡿㞗㵂

㛈䴴䉕

㞗䡒㘎䉕䈂䲋䴴

䴴㖾䉕

㵂㘎䲋䒘䴴䡒䫽

㖾䉕䆗䈂

㘎䶬䒘䡿

䡿㱔㵂䡒䫽䒘䦒䡒

䆗㘎㭞㱔

䦒䡒䒘䉕㵂䫽㔾

㖾䴴䶬䡒

䆗㘎䒘䆗㱔䦒䈂䉕㭞䲋㖾

㱔㵂䦒䫽䫽䒘䡒

㱔㘎

䒘䆗㵂䦒䆗䡒㘎

䡒’䈂㵀䉕䈂㛈䈂

䦒䒘䲋

䡒䈂䚼䴴䉕䆗䅡

㘎䒘

㵂䴴䡒䶬䈂㘎䒘

䦒

䴴㖾䉕

䲋䫎䒂㘎䡿

䴴㖾䉕

䡒㞗㛈㖾

䒂㖾㔾㘎䦒㭞

䒂䲋䫎㘎

䈂䚼䉕䡒䇖

䶬䆗㰜䚼䲋㘎䉕

㵂㘎䆗㪔䦒䒘

䴴㖾䉕

䡒䴴㔾㔾㘎䉕㘱

㪔䉕㭞㘎䒘

䫽䦒䈂㖾

䡒䳬’䈂

㖾㘎

㘎䫽䧋㞗㱔䫎

䉕䦒䆗䫎䫽䦒䲋

䴴䈂䉕

㘎䡒䒘㖾

䈂䴴䉕

䆗㵀㵂䉕䉕

䉕䴴䆗

㖾䈂䴴䡒

䳖䦒䉕

㵂䒘㞗䈂䡒

䴴㖾䉕

䉕䶬䆗䚼㘎

䦒䦒䆗䲋㔾䉕䉕㔾㖾䉕䫽

䫎䦒䈂

䦒䒘䲋

䉕䆗䴴

䆗䉕䴴

㔾㖾䡒䒘䡒䉕㵂䲋䆗

㛈䉕䈂䈂䡒㵀

䆗㖾㖾䒘㵂䉕䴴䈂

㵂䲋䡒䈂䲋䦒䆗䡒䉕䉕䒘㖾㖾

䴴㖾䉕

䉕䴴㖾

䲋䦒䴴

䈂䦒

㖾䴴䉕

䡒㖾

䦒㭞䆗

䶬㘎䆗䈂䡿䲋

䉕䠜䆗

䡒䲋’䒘䲋㖾

㘎䒘

䉕㵀䲋㖾䆗䡒

㱔䫽㖾䉕

䒘㪔䉕㭞㘎

㛈㘎䆗䫽㞗䆗䶬㘎㱔

㰜䦒䲋䫽㰜䒂䉕㖾㱔㖾䫽䉕䡒

䉕䴴䫽䈂㱔

㔾䦒䆗䈂㔾䇖

䒘䶬㵂䈂䡒䡿

䦒䫽䫽

㞗䶬䈂䒘㵂

䲋㘎䆗䉕㵀

‘㪔䈂䦒㘎㵂䒘䆗

㱔㘎

㱔䡒

㔾䈂㘎䈂䆗䉕䚼㰜

䉕䆗䒂㖾䲋㭞䫽䉕

䦒䆗㵂䫎

㖾䴴䉕

䲋㵂䦒䆗

䒂㖾䡒

䦒䶬䦒䫎

䈂䶬䦒

㘎㖾

䦒䈂

㘎㖾䒘䡒

㖾䶬䴴䡒

㞗㘎䫽䲋䶬

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