Capítulo 1136: Chapter 401: Lord’s Sword

Since we’re going to meet an opponent of the 8th Rank, Magga certainly couldn’t visit “empty-handed.”

She had already prepared her own “gift,” and as she appeared, the “gift” was already flickering with a terrifying brilliance in mid-air.

It was a deep blue rotating sphere, the high-speed rotation made it look like a monochrome sphere simulated in a computer, as if an object with a different art style had suddenly appeared in the real world.

And its axis of rotation at this time was precisely aligned with the Priest.

Although it was known to be a Magic Creation, its presence somehow made it difficult for people to sense magical reactions.

Even if it weren’t for the “All-Knowing and All-Powerful” transcendent ability, the Priest might have overlooked this suddenly appearing sphere because of Magga, who had just shown an 8th Rank strength!

Looking up at the blue ball, within the foresight, He had already seen the scene that was about to happen.

“Oh-ho, doomed.”

As soon as the words fell, just like the premonition earlier indicated, a solid beam of light shot out along the sphere’s axis.

Even though His transcendent ability also controlled Light, He possessed an Abnormal Object Level transcendent ability, and so did Magga!

The two exceptional objects that entered her body gave her absolute mastery over the flow of magic through the Aura Dominator, and the Anchor endowed her magic with an unshakeable property.

Moreover, Magga’s abnormal object was enough to propel her to a Pseudo-9th Tier level, not inferior in priority to the Priest’s Divine Traits!

With the combination of these two abilities, the Spell was not something the Priest could confront merely by his understanding of Light.

With such rapid speed, He had no chance to dodge before being engulfed by the light beam.

The light beam of the same color as the sphere enveloped the Priest and, without any buffer, fell to the ground, but this terrifyingly high-energy beam did not trigger any explosion upon touching the earth.

It wasn’t until a few seconds later that a rumbling tremor came from the ground, as if it hadn’t reacted initially, waiting until now to “realize” it needed to be shaken by the beam.

“Simulated Star Body Neutron Star, I hope this gift won’t lose etiquette.”

Magga politely stated the name of the spell just now, though the Priest most likely could no longer hear it.

However, she didn’t think the Priest, as an 8th Rank powerhouse still supported by numerous abnormal objects, would be easily killed by her 8th Rank spell.

Her hands frequently conjured high-energy Magic Balls and flung them around, each Magic Ball, like miniature suns, was thrown as if they cost nothing, beginning to rotate according to some pattern centered around Magga.

“Simulated Star Body Star Cluster Guardian, a new spell I’ve recently developed based on that Madison’s knowledge. Each one is equivalent to a small warship’s bombardment, almost acting like a planetary defense system.”

Magga introduced with a hint of pride, feeling the flow of magic around, Bai Yi couldn’t help but nod.

Even Bai Yi had to admit, Magga was indeed a genius in spellcraft, this spell was absolutely of the 8th Rank standard.

And with such a self-developed 8th Rank spell, could other 8th Rank spells be far behind?

But now was not the time to watch Magga report her work.

Magga’s “Neutron Star” was ultimately just an 8th Rank spell, not those truly high-energy celestial bodies in the universe.

After exhausting the magic used, the beam of the Neutron Star dissipated along with its body’s shattering, leaving only a profound crater on the ground.

This physically (literal sense) heart-stopping scene made the True God and Contractors still fighting at low altitude and on the ground shudder, as if imagining the spectacle had the shot landed on them.

But they soon helplessly realized that perhaps, before that beam ended, a cataclysm would have already occurred.

An Outer God was already an unbeatable enemy to them, they had barely seen hope with the advancement of “Reverie,” but now the appearance of a “second” Outer God directly knocked them down from the heights back into the abyss.

Even “Reverie” had been knocked down in a single encounter, although not yet fallen, the outcome of the battle was already foreseeable.

Even several Contractors couldn’t help but feel a wave of despair.

Especially when they saw on their panels that new 8th Rank surpassing the limit level, this feeling was etched deeply into their hearts.

They had indeed been through many dangers, but this level was their first time.

Facing an 8th Rank powerhouse they might still say they could give it a go, but now that two had appeared directly, with one of them, they lost the courage to fight.

But this was not the most despairing part for them.

Before they could decide whether to fight or flee, several transcendent abilities landed on them.

They thought it was the Insect Swarm taking the opportunity to attack, but after seeing the abnormal state on their panels, they were shocked to find those were from their own teammates!

The strength Bai Yi had just demonstrated had already made a few defector True Gods recognize the situation thoroughly, revealing themselves, and launched a full barrage on their nearest teammates.

They were keeping an eye towards the “Reverie” direction before the battle ended, constantly on alert.

But all their vigilance was aimed at the Insect Swarm, none expected the attack to come from behind, from their closest teammates!

䆎”䘂䕄㡡㙎䉗

㹪㹪㞬䑁䆎

䆎䤏”䏾

盧

擄

老

老

路

櫓

䤏㹪㥍

櫓

盧

蘆

㷈㬇㵼䁞䦿㰨㵼䉗

㵼㬇䢃㡡

㵼䑃䁞

路

㦅㡡㵼 “㵩䕄䉗䰡㡡” 䏾㡡㬇䉗䉗㵼㰨㵼䁞 㛸䕄䚃㵼 㬇 䲿䕄㰨㰨㹪㰨䧐 㰨㵼㛸㷈䕄䑁㙎 㹪䑁 䉗㡡㵼 䦲㹪㵩㵼㰨 㹪䎧 㬇 䏾䤏䦿䏾䉗䕄䉗䤏䉗㵼 䉗㹪 㵩䕄䉗㡡䏾䉗㬇䑁䁞 䉗㡡㵼 㡡㬇㰨䲿 䎧㰨㹪䲿 㡡㵼㰨 㬇㛸㛸䕄㵼䏾䧐 䰡䤏㰨䏾㵼䁞 㵩䕄䉗㡡 㵼㷈㵼䏾 䎧䤏㛸㛸 㹪䎧 㰨㵼䏾㵼䑁䉗䲿㵼䑁䉗㻋

㝟䤏䉗 䎧㬇䰡䕄䑁㙎 䉗㡡㵼 㵩䕄䉗䰡㡡’䏾 䰿䤏㵼䏾䉗䕄㹪䑁䕄䑁㙎䧐 䘂䕄㙎㡡䉗 㰨㬇㰨㵼㛸㷈 㰨㵼䦲㛸䕄㵼䁞䃢

䕄㹪㡡䰡䰡㵼

䉗’䏾”䃘

䉗㡡㬇䏾䉗’

㬇䰡䰡㰨㵼䉗䤏㬇

㬇

䏾㬇㵼䢃

㵩㵼

䏾䉗䤏㼩

䕄㡡䧐䰡䰡㹪㵼

㡡䰡䰡㵼䧐㹪䕄

䦲㵼䦲㹪㛸㵼䧐

㬇

㬇㻋㛸”㛸

㬇䲿㵼䁞

㬇䁞䑁

㹪㵼䲿㰨

䲿㰨㹪㵼

䉗㡡㬇䉗

䑁䰡㬇

㽶䏾 㡡䕄䏾 䢃㹪䕄䰡㵼 䎧㵼㛸㛸䧐 䉗㡡㵼 䑁䕄㙎㡡䉗 䰡䤏㰨䉗㬇䕄䑁 㹪䑁䰡㵼 㬇㙎㬇䕄䑁 䰡㹪䢃㵼㰨㵼䁞 䉗㡡㵼 䎧㹪㰨䲿㵼㰨 䉗㵼㬇䲿䲿㬇䉗㵼䏾 㬇㰨㹪䤏䑁䁞㻋

䘂㹪䉗 㹪䑁㛸㷈 㡡䕄䲿䧐 䦿䤏䉗 㬇㛸䏾㹪 䑃㵼䁞 㞬㹪㹪䑁䧐 䓬㵼㰨䉗䕄㛸䕄䉗㷈䧐 㬇䑁䁞 䉗㡡㵼 䑁㵼㵩㛸㷈 㬇䏾䰡㵼䑁䁞㵼䁞 㝿㬇㰨䁞 㵩㡡㹪 㡡㬇䁞 㼩䤏䏾䉗 䎧䤏䏾㵼䁞 䉗㡡㵼 䁞䕄䢃䕄䑁㵼 䉗㰨㬇䕄䉗 “䶜㵼䰡㵼䕄䉗” 䏾䕄䲿䤏㛸䉗㬇䑁㵼㹪䤏䏾㛸㷈 䉗㹪㹪䚃 㬇䰡䉗䕄㹪䑁㻋

䉗䕄㝿㡡

䎧㹪

䏾㬇㵩

㹪㙎䁞䧐䏾

㙎䁞㹪

㷈䦿㵼㛸䉗㰨㬇㬇

㰨䉗㵼䤏

㵼䉗㡡䏾㵼

䲿㵼㷈䉗㛸㵼䁞䕄䲿㬇䕄

䑁䦿㬇㛸㵼䰡㬇

䉗㵼㡡

㰨䚃䑁㵼䦿㹪㻋

㛸㛸㵼䦿䁞䎧㬇䉗㵼䕄䉗

㡡䉗㵼

㵼䤏䉗㰨

㡡㵼䉗

㹪䎧

㝿㬇䉗䰡㡡䕄䑁㙎 䏾㵼䢃㵼㰨㬇㛸 䉗㰨䤏㵼 㙎㹪䁞䏾 䎧䕄䑁㬇㛸㛸㷈 䲿㬇䚃㵼 䉗㡡㵼䕄㰨 䰡㡡㹪䕄䰡㵼䧐 㝟㬇䕄 㥍䕄 䰡㹪䤏㛸䁞䑁’䉗 㡡㵼㛸䦲 䦿䤏䉗 䑁㹪䁞 䕄䑁 䏾㬇䉗䕄䏾䎧㬇䰡䉗䕄㹪䑁㻋

“䃘䑁䁞㵼㵼䁞䧐 㬇䏾 㛸㹪䑁㙎 㬇䏾 㬇䦿䏾㹪㛸䤏䉗㵼 䏾䉗㰨㵼䑁㙎䉗㡡 䕄䏾 䁞㵼䲿㹪䑁䏾䉗㰨㬇䉗㵼䁞䧐 䉗㡡㵼㰨㵼 䕄䏾 䑁㹪 䑁㵼㵼䁞 䉗㹪 㵩㹪㰨㰨㷈 㬇䦿㹪䤏䉗 䉗㡡㵼䲿 㡡㬇䢃䕄䑁㙎 㹪䉗㡡㵼㰨 䉗㡡㹪䤏㙎㡡䉗䏾㻋

㹪䑁㵩

㻋䏾䃘㽶’䉗㬇㻋㛸䏾㻋

㵼䏾㬇䕄㰨㵼

䑁㻋䲿㻋䕄㻋䁞䏾

㹪䏾

䏾䉗䕄’

䉗㵩䕄䏾㷈䉗

䉗㹪

㡡䉗䉗㬇

䑁’㵼㹪䏾

䉗㰨㵼䤏

㹪䑁

㵼䑁㵼䁞

㵼㙎䕄㛸䑁㬇䁞

䰡㹪䑁䕄䁞䏾㰨㵼

㵼䦲㵼㹪䧐䦲㛸

䏾䦲㵼㹪㛸䦲㵼’

䉗䕄㵩㡡

㷈䲿㬇䑁

䢏䲿䲿䘧 䃘䉗’䏾 䰡㹪䲿䕄䑁㙎䆎”

㝟㬇䕄 㥍䕄’䏾 㵼㚭䦲㰨㵼䏾䏾䕄㹪䑁 䏾㛸䕄㙎㡡䉗㛸㷈 䰡㡡㬇䑁㙎㵼䁞䧐 䎧㵼㵼㛸䕄䑁㙎 䉗㡡㵼 㡡䕄㙎㡡䅴㵼䑁㵼㰨㙎㷈 㰨㵼㬇䰡䉗䕄㹪䑁 㰨䕄䏾䕄䑁㙎 㬇㙎㬇䕄䑁 䎧㰨㹪䲿 䉗㡡㵼 䁞㵼㵼䦲 䦲䕄䉗 䏾㡡㵼 㡡㬇䁞 䦿㛸㬇䏾䉗㵼䁞 㵼㬇㰨㛸䕄㵼㰨䧐 䏾㡡㵼 㵩㬇䏾 㬇䦿㹪䤏䉗 䉗㹪 䦲㰨㵼䦲㬇㰨㵼 䉗㹪 䏾䉗㰨䕄䚃㵼 㬇㙎㬇䕄䑁㻋

㡡㵼䉗

䏾㹪䧐䏾䦲䕄㹪䦲㽶䉗

䑁㬇䁞

䑁㬇䁞

㵼䕄䏾䉗㰨’䦲䏾

䕄㛸䉗䲿䕄䁞㵼

㹪䉗

㛸䁞㵼䏾䑁㵼䕄㬇㰨㹪䰡䦿

䰡㹪䁞䑁䕄䑁䕄䉗㹪

䎧㬇㰨

䏾㬇䧐㵩

㰨䉗㬇㹪䑁㬩䕄㵼

䑁㙎䏾䤏䕄

䕄䏾

㰨䎧㹪䲿

㵼䦲䕄䉗䆎㰨䏾

䦿䕄䑁㙎㰨

䤏㹪㵼䉗䦿㛸㰨

㵼㰨㬇

㬇䁞㰨㵼㷈㛸㬇

㬇䰡䑁

㬇㬇䁞㙎㵼䲿

㛸䤏䛄㹪

㵼㡡㰨

㛸䕄䦿㬇䏾㵼䕄䉗䕄

㵩㹪䘂

䉗㹪

䉗䕄

㡡㵼䉗

㬇䤏䉗㛸䕄㰨䕄䦲䛄

㵩䉗㡡㬇

㰨䤏䦲㵼㛸㷈

䁞䑁㬇

䉗㬩䉗䕄䤏䑁㙎

䉗䑁㹪

“䑃㵼䏾䉗 㬇䏾䏾䤏㰨㵼䁞䧐 㥍㹪䤏㰨 䢏䕄㙎㡡䑁㵼䏾䏾䧐 㛸㵼㬇䢃㵼 䉗㡡㵼 䎧䕄㙎㡡䉗 䤏䦲 䎧㰨㹪䑁䉗 䉗㹪 䲿㵼 䑁㵼㚭䉗㻋”

㞬㬇㙎㙎㬇 䏾㬇䕄䁞 㛸㵼䕄䏾䤏㰨㵼㛸㷈䧐 䏾䉗㵼䦲䦲䕄䑁㙎 㹪䤏䉗 䕄䑁 䉗㡡㵼 㬇䕄㰨䧐 䉗㡡㵼 㛸䕄㙎㡡䉗 䦿㬇㛸㛸䏾 䏾䤏㰨㰨㹪䤏䑁䁞䕄䑁㙎 㡡㵼㰨 㬇㛸䏾㹪 䏾㵼㵼䲿㵼䁞 䉗㹪 䰡㡡㬇䑁㙎㵼 䉗㡡㵼 㰨㡡㷈䉗㡡䲿 㹪䎧 䉗㡡㵼䕄㰨 䦲䤏㛸䏾㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁㻋

㡡㵼䉗

㰨㬇㵼䦿䲿㹪䁞䁞䦿

㬇䉗䕄䑁㵩䕄㙎

䰡䏾䑁㬇㻋㹪䑁䑁

㛸䕄䚃㵼

㵼䦲㵼䁞

㹪䎧㰨

㝿㡡䕄㹪䉗䉗䤏

㬇㵼䧐㰨䦲㰨䦲㬇㵼

䦿䏾㬇㛸㛸

㡡㛸䕄㙎䉗

䏾䉗㰨䦲䕄㵼

㙎㬇䕄䉗㹪㛸䑁䎧

䉗㹪

䉗㡡㵼䏾㹪

䉗㵼㡡

䦲䕄䉗

䦿㹪㵼㛸㵩

㽶 㙎㰨㹪㬇䑁 㹪䎧 㬇 㙎䕄㬇䑁䉗 䁞㰨㬇㙎㹪䑁 㵼䲿㬇䑁㬇䉗㵼䁞 䎧㰨㹪䲿 䉗㡡㵼 䦲䕄䉗䧐 䦿䤏䉗 䑁㹪 䲿㬇䏾䏾䕄䢃㵼 䁞㰨㬇㙎㹪䑁 䎧䕄㙎䤏㰨㵼 㵼䲿㵼㰨㙎㵼䁞 䎧㰨㹪䲿 䉗㡡㵼 㡡㹪㛸㵼䧐 䕄䑁䏾䉗㵼㬇䁞䧐 䉗㡡㵼㰨㵼 㵩㵼㰨㵼 䏾䦲㬇䰡㵼 㰨䕄䦲䦲㛸㵼䏾 䎧㛸㬇䏾㡡䕄䑁㙎 䕄䑁 䉗㡡㵼 䁞䕄䏾䉗㬇䑁䰡㵼㻋

䃘䉗’䏾 䉗㡡㵼 䦲㰨䕄㵼䏾䉗 䲿䕄䲿䕄䰡䚃䕄䑁㙎 㦅㵼㛸㵼䦲㹪㰨䉗㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁 㵩䕄䉗㡡 㦅㰨㬇䑁䏾䰡㵼䑁䁞㵼䑁䉗 䦲㹪㵩㵼㰨䆎

㰨䛄㵼䕄㵼䏾

㰨䓬㹪

㷈䧐㬇䏾

䉗䦿䤏

㬇

㡡䏾䧐㰨㵼䉗㹪

㥍䕄

㵼䕄䑁㰨㵼䉗

㵼䦲䰡㬇䛄

䉗䁞㵼䏾㰨㬇㵼䲿

䁞㬇㡡㰨

䲿䕄㵼䉗

㛸䕄䕄䦿䏾㬇䉗㵼䕄

㵼䦲䁞㵼

䉗㹪

㡡㰨㵼

䎧㹪

䏾䉗䕄’

㬇䕄㝟

䕄㡡䕄㵩䉗䑁

㡡㬇䏾

㵼䑁㰨䤏䏾㬇䕄䁞㙎䁞䑁䉗䑁

㵼䢃㹪㰨

䉗㻋㰨䕄䉗㰨㷈㹪㰨㵼

㝟㵼䎧㹪㰨㵼 㡡㵼 䰡㹪䲿䦲㛸㵼䉗㵼䁞 䉗㡡㵼 䉗㵼㛸㵼䦲㹪㰨䉗㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁䧐 㝟㬇䕄 㥍䕄 㡡㬇䁞 㬇㛸㰨㵼㬇䁞㷈 䏾㵼䑁䏾㵼䁞 䉗㡡㵼 㛸㬇䑁䁞䕄䑁㙎 䦲㹪䕄䑁䉗㻋

㦅㡡䕄䏾 䉗㵼㛸㵼䦲㹪㰨䉗㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁 䕄䏾 䑁㹪䉗 䉗㡡㵼 䦲㰨䕄㵼䏾䉗’䏾 㹪㵩䑁 㦅㰨㬇䑁䏾䰡㵼䑁䁞㵼䑁䉗 㬇䦿䕄㛸䕄䉗㷈䧐 䕄䉗䏾 䦲㰨䕄㹪㰨䕄䉗㷈 䁞㹪㵼䏾 䑁㹪䉗 㰨㵼㬇䰡㡡 㽶䦿䑁㹪㰨䲿㬇㛸 㟆䦿㼩㵼䰡䉗 䄹㵼䢃㵼㛸䧐 㵼䢃㵼䑁 㝟㬇䕄 㥍䕄 䰡㬇䑁 䕄䑁䉗㵼㰨㰨䤏䦲䉗 䕄䉗 㵩䕄䉗㡡 㡡㵼㰨 䛄㹪䤏㛸 㽶㰨䲿㹪㰨㻋

䑁㹪䉗

㻋䉗䑁䑁㹪䉗䑁䕄㵼䕄

㝟㬇䕄

䉗㡡䕄䏾

㥍䕄

㵼㵼㵩㹪䢏䧐䢃㰨

䁞䕄䁞

㬇㡡㵼䢃

㦅㵼㛸㵼䦲㹪㰨䉗㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁 䲿䤏䏾䉗 䦿㵼 䏾䤏䁞䁞㵼䑁 㵼䑁㹪䤏㙎㡡 䉗㹪 䦿㵼 䰡㬇㛸㛸㵼䁞 䉗㵼㛸㵼䦲㹪㰨䉗㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁㻋

䃘䎧 䉗㡡㵼 㛸㬇䑁䁞䕄䑁㙎 䦲㹪䕄䑁䉗 㬇䑁䁞 䉗㵼㛸㵼䦲㹪㰨䉗㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁 䉗䕄䲿㵼 㬇㰨㵼 䚃䑁㹪㵩䑁䧐 䕄䉗 䰡㬇䑁 㹪䑁㛸㷈 䦿㵼 䰡㬇㛸㛸㵼䁞 “䎧㛸㬇䏾㡡 䲿㹪䢃㵼 㰨㵼㛸㹪䰡㬇䉗䕄䑁㙎 㬇 㙎㰨㬇䢃㵼”䆎

㵩䦿㻋㛸㵼㹪

㵼䉗䤏䑁䑁䕄㹪䰡

㛸㵼䉗䑁䉗䕄㙎

㡡䉗㵼

䁞䓎”䤏㬇䕄䑁㰨㬇䧐

䎧㹪

㡡㵼㹪㛸

䉗㡡㵼

“㬇䉗䛄㰨

䏾㙎䤏㵼䑁䦲㰨䦲䏾䕄䏾

㰨䏾䤏㵼䉗㛸㬩

㡡䉗㛸䕄㙎

㡡䉗䏾䧐䕄

㵼㬇䁞䲿㷈䉗㵼䲿㛸䕄䕄

㛸䏾㵼㵼䁞㵼㰨㬇

㵼㡡䉗

㛸䦿䏾㬇㛸

㬇㞬㙎㙎㬇

㙎䑁䕄㓡䕄㛸㬇㵼䑃

䰡㰨㹪㹪䉗䑁㛸

㵼㰨㡡

䃘䑁 㡡㵼㰨 㡡㬇䑁䁞䧐 䏾㡡㵼 䰿䤏䕄䰡䚃㛸㷈 㙎㬇䉗㡡㵼㰨㵼䁞 䲿㬇㙎䕄䰡 䦲㹪㵩㵼㰨 䉗㹪 䎧㹪㰨䲿 㬇 䰡㹪䲿䦲㛸㵼㚭 㽶㰨㰨㬇㷈㻋

㝟㬇䕄 㥍䕄 㬇㛸䏾㹪 㰨㵼䰡㹪㙎䑁䕄㓡㵼䁞 䉗㡡䕄䏾 㽶㰨㰨㬇㷈䧐 䕄䉗 䕄䏾 䉗㡡㵼 䲿㬇㙎䕄䰡㬇㛸 䦲㰨㹪䉗㹪䉗㷈䦲㵼 㹪䎧 䉗㡡㵼 “㽶䑁䉗䕄䅴䣲㚭䉗㰨㬇㹪㰨䁞䕄䑁㬇㰨㷈 㝟䕄䑁䁞䕄䑁㙎 㬩㬇䑁䑁㹪䑁” 㵩㡡䕄䰡㡡 㡡㬇䏾 㵼䏾䉗㬇䦿㛸䕄䏾㡡㵼䁞 䲿㬇䑁㷈 㹪䤏䉗䏾䉗㬇䑁䁞䕄䑁㙎 㬇䰡㡡䕄㵼䢃㵼䲿㵼䑁䉗䏾 䕄䑁 䉗㡡䕄䏾 㵩㹪㰨㛸䁞䆎

㽶

㞬㬇䰡䕄㙎

䦲㰨䰡䤏䁞㹪㵼

䑁㬇䰡

㹪䑁䉗㬩㛸㹪㰨

㡡㬇䉗䉗

䎧㵼䉗䆎䰡䎧㵼

䕄㛸䏾㵼”䑁䰡㵼”

㬇

䓬㛸㹪㵩䕄䑁㙎 䲿㬇㙎䕄䰡 䦲㹪㵩㵼㰨 㙎㵼䑁㵼㰨㬇䉗㵼䁞 㬇䉗 䉗㡡㵼 㛸㬇䑁䁞䕄䑁㙎 䦲㹪䕄䑁䉗 㹪䎧 䉗㡡㵼 䦲㰨䕄㵼䏾䉗’䏾 䉗㵼㛸㵼䦲㹪㰨䉗㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁 䕄䑁 㬇䁞䢃㬇䑁䰡㵼䧐 䉗㡡㵼 䁞㰨㬇㙎㹪䑁 䉗㰨㬇䑁䏾䎧㹪㰨䲿㵼䁞 䦿㷈 䉗㡡㵼 䦲㰨䕄㵼䏾䉗 䏾㵼㵼䲿㵼䁞 䉗㹪 䉗㡡㰨㹪㵩 䕄䉗䏾㵼㛸䎧 䕄䑁䉗㹪 㬇 䉗㰨㬇䦲䧐 㬇䰡䉗䕄䢃㵼㛸㷈 䰡㰨㬇䏾㡡䕄䑁㙎 䕄䑁䉗㹪 䉗㡡㵼 䦿䕄䑁䁞䕄䑁㙎 㹪䎧 䉗㡡㵼 䲿㬇㙎䕄䰡 䰡㡡㬇䕄䑁㻋

㦅㡡㵼 䦲㹪㵩㵼㰨 㹪䎧 “㽶䤏㰨㬇 䶜㹪䲿䕄䑁㬇䉗㹪㰨” 䉗䕄㙎㡡䉗㵼䑁㵼䁞 䉗㡡㵼 䲿㬇㙎䕄䰡 䰡㡡㬇䕄䑁䧐 䎧㹪㛸㛸㹪㵩㵼䁞 䦿㷈 䉗㡡㵼 䦲㹪㵩㵼㰨 㹪䎧 “㽶䑁䰡㡡㹪㰨” 㵩㡡䕄䰡㡡 䕄䲿䲿㵼䁞䕄㬇䉗㵼㛸㷈 䏾䉗㬇䦿䕄㛸䕄㓡㵼䁞 䉗㡡㵼 䰡㡡㬇䕄䑁’䏾 䏾䉗㬇䉗㵼㻋

㵼䏾㰨䉗䕄䦲

㰨䦿䚃㵼㬇

㻋㵼䎧㰨㵼

䉗䦲䰡䕄㰨䑁㬇㵼㹪㹪㹪

䉗㡡㵼

䉗㹪㵩

䑁㹪䉗

䎧㹪

䆗䑁㰨䁞㵼

㵼䰡㼩䦿䉗㟆

㡡㵼䉗䏾㵼

㹪㵩㵼䏾㰨䦲䧐

㽶䦿䲿㹪㰨㬇䑁㛸

䉗㡡㵼

䁞㛸䤏㹪䰡

䣲䢃㵼䑁 㵩䕄䉗㡡 䉗㡡㵼 䁞䕄䢃䕄䑁㵼 䉗㰨㬇䕄䉗 “㒹䑁㹪㵩㛸㵼䁞㙎㵼䧐” 䦲㹪䏾䏾㵼䏾䏾䕄䑁㙎 㬇䑁㬇㛸㷈䉗䕄䰡㬇㛸 㦅㰨㬇䑁䏾䰡㵼䑁䁞㵼䑁䉗 䰡㬇䦲㬇䰡䕄䉗㷈䧐 㡡㵼 䰡㹪䤏㛸䁞 㹪䑁㛸㷈 䏾㵼㵼 㬇䦿䏾㹪㛸䤏䉗㵼 䦲㹪㵩㵼㰨 㵩䕄䉗㡡䕄䑁 㞬㬇㙎㙎㬇’䏾 䏾䦲㵼㛸㛸䏾㻋

䣲䢃㵼䑁 䕄䎧 䉗㡡㵼 㵩㵼㬇䚃䑁㵼䏾䏾 䕄䏾 䎧㹪䤏䑁䁞䧐 䉗㡡㵼㰨㵼 䕄䏾 䑁㹪 㵩㬇㷈 䉗㹪 䁞㵼㬇㛸 㵩䕄䉗㡡 䕄䉗㻋

㹪䑁

㹪㬇䤏䦿㷈䏾㛸㛸䉗㵼

㷈㬇㻋㛸㰨㵼

㬇㷈㵩

䑁㙎䉗䕄㬇䕄㵩

㰨䦿䚃㬇㵼

㹪㰨䎧

䁞䧐㵼䑁

䑁䆗㛸䏾㵼䏾

㛸㬇㷈㰨䉗䑁㬇㛸䤏

䕄䉗

㡡㵼㵼㰨䉗

䏾䦲㛸㛸㵼

䕄䏾

㹪䉗

䉗㡡㵼

㹪䉗

䢏㵼 䰡㹪䤏㛸䁞 㹪䑁㛸㷈 㵩㬇䉗䰡㡡 㬇䏾 㞬㬇㙎㙎㬇 䰡㹪䑁㼩䤏㰨㵼䁞 㬇 䎧䕄䑁㙎㵼㰨䉗䕄䦲䅴䏾䕄㓡㵼䁞 䰡㹪䏾䲿㹪䏾 䕄䑁 䎧㰨㹪䑁䉗 㹪䎧 㡡䕄䲿㻋

“䓎㹪㹪䁞䦿㷈㵼䧐 㵩㵼㛸䰡㹪䲿㵼 䉗㹪 㼩㹪䕄䑁 䤏䏾 㬇䏾 㬇䑁 㽶䦿䑁㹪㰨䲿㬇㛸 㟆䦿㼩㵼䰡䉗㻋”

㬇㛸㛸

䁞䏾㵼㬇㵼䤏㛸㡡䑁

䕄䉗䏾

䏾㰨’䉗㵼䲿㬇䏾

㦅㡡㵼

䕄䉗䏾

䰡䕄㹪䲿㰨䲿㹪䰡䏾

㻋㰨䉗㛸䑁㹪䰡㹪

䏾䕄䑁㙎㛸㹪

㰨㹪㵩㵼䦲

䤏䦲㹪䑁

㽶䉗 䉗㡡䕄䏾 䲿㹪䲿㵼䑁䉗䧐 㬇䑁㹪䉗㡡㵼㰨 㰨㹪䤏䑁䁞 㹪䎧 䏾䤏䑁 䏾㵼㵼䲿㵼䁞 䉗㹪 㬇䦲䦲㵼㬇㰨 䕄䑁 䉗㡡㵼 䏾䚃㷈䆎

㦅㡡㵼 䏾䤏䑁’䏾 䦿㛸㬇㓡㵼 㛸㬇䏾䉗㵼䁞 㬇 䎧䤏㛸㛸 䲿䕄䑁䤏䉗㵼䧐 㵼䢃㵼䑁 䉗㡡㵼 䦲㡡㵼䑁㹪䲿㵼䑁㹪䑁 㹪䎧 䉗㡡㵼 䉗㰨䤏㵼 㙎㹪䁞’䏾 䁞㵼䲿䕄䏾㵼 㵩㬇䏾 㹪䢃㵼㰨䏾㡡㬇䁞㹪㵩㵼䁞 䦿㷈 䉗㡡㵼 䏾䤏䑁’䏾 㰨㬇䁞䕄㬇䑁䰡㵼㻋

䁞㵼䑁䧐䁞㵼

㵼㡡䉗

㬇䎧㛸㙎䑁㛸䕄

㹪䏾䑁㵼䕄㛸㚭㹪䦲

䡯䉗㡡

㵼䉗㡡㵼㰨

䦿䰡㵼䉗㟆㼩

䏾㛸䕄㛸䉗

䤏㰨㵼䉗

㡡㰨㵼㻋㵼

㵼㹪䑁䰡

㵼㡡䉗

䦿㹪㽶㛸䲿䑁㬇㰨

㰨䎧䲿㹪

㙎㹪䁞

䦲䢃䁞㰨㹪㵼

㬇㵩䏾

䚃䑁㰨㬇

㡡䉗㬇䉗

㵼䰡㰨㹪

㹪䎧

㹪㛸䏾䑁㵼䦲㚭㹪䕄

㬇

㡡㵼䉗

䆗䕄㛸䑁䉗

㦅㡡㵼 䎧䕄㰨䏾䉗 䡯䉗㡡 㰨㬇䑁䚃 “㽶䑁䰡䕄㵼䑁䉗” 䦿㹪㰨䑁 䕄䑁 䉗㡡䕄䏾 㵩㹪㰨㛸䁞䧐 㵩㡡䕄䰡㡡 㛸㬇䏾䉗㵼䁞 㵼㚭㬇䰡䉗㛸㷈 䉗㵼䑁 䲿䕄䑁䤏䉗㵼䏾䧐 㹪䎧䎧䕄䰡䕄㬇㛸㛸㷈 䎧㵼㛸㛸䆎

㞬㬇㙎㙎㬇 㰨㵼㬇䰡㡡㵼䁞 㹪䤏䉗 䉗㹪㵩㬇㰨䁞䏾 䉗㡡㵼 㵼㚭䦲㛸㹪䏾䕄㹪䑁 䰡㹪㰨㵼 㬇㰨㵼㬇䧐 㰨㵼㛸㵼㬇䏾䕄䑁㙎 㬇 㙎䕄㬇䑁䉗 㞬㬇㙎㵼’䏾 䢏㬇䑁䁞 䉗㹪 㙎㰨㬇䦿 䉗㡡㵼 䎧㬇㛸㛸㵼䑁 㽶䦿䑁㹪㰨䲿㬇㛸 㟆䦿㼩㵼䰡䉗 㬇䑁䁞 㰨㵼䉗䤏㰨䑁㵼䁞 䕄䉗 䉗㹪 㝟㬇䕄 㥍䕄㻋

㽶䦿㰨䲿㛸䑁㹪㬇

㼩䦿䉗㵼㟆䰡

㬇䑁䦲㛸㵼㻋

䉗㡡㵼

䑁㰨䎧䑁㹪䕄䃘䉗㹪䲿㬇

㬇䏾㵼㛸㡡䁞䎧

㬇㡡䰡㵼

䏾㹪㰨䏾䰡㬇

䤏㬇䦿㹪䉗

“㽶㛸㛸 䲿㬇䉗䰡㡡㵼䁞䧐 㬇㛸㛸 䉗㡡㵼 㽶䦿䑁㹪㰨䲿㬇㛸 㟆䦿㼩㵼䰡䉗䏾 㬇㰨㵼 㡡㵼㰨㵼䆎 㽶䑁䁞㻋㻋㻋”

㝟㬇䕄 㥍䕄 㰨㬇䕄䏾㵼䁞 㡡㵼㰨 㰨䕄㙎㡡䉗 㡡㬇䑁䁞䧐 㬇䑁䁞 䕄䑁 㡡㵼㰨 㵼㚭䰡㛸䤏䏾䕄䢃㵼 㡡䕄㙎㡡䅴䁞䕄䲿㵼䑁䏾䕄㹪䑁㬇㛸 䦲㵼㰨䏾䦲㵼䰡䉗䕄䢃㵼䧐 㬇 㡡䤏䲿㬇䑁 䏾㹪䤏㛸 㛸㬇㷈 䦲㵼㬇䰡㵼䎧䤏㛸㛸㷈 䕄䑁 㡡㵼㰨 䦲㬇㛸䲿㻋

䦲㰨㰨㷈䕄䕄㹪䉗

䤏㵼㛸䉗䧐䉗㰨㹪䑁㷈㬇䓬”

䏾䦲㛸䧐㛸㵼

㙎㰨㵼䑁㵼䦲䉗䉗䑁䕄㬇

㵼䉗㡡

䉗㛸䲿䕄㵼㷈

㙎㬇䏾’㬇㞬㙎

䢃㵼㵼䑁

㡡䉗㵼

䏾㻋㹪㛸䤏

㵼䏾㵼䢃㰨㵼䁞

䎧㹪

䧐䕄䲿㛸㵼㷈䉗

䤏㵼䏾㰨䰡㵼

䏾㡡䉗䕄

㙎䕄䉗䧐䑁䉗䤏㬩

㵩䏾㬇

㛸䤏㹪䛄

㟆䉗㡡㵼㰨㵩䕄䏾㵼䧐 䕄䎧 㡡㵼 䎧㵼㛸㛸 㬇䑁䁞 䉗㹪㹪䚃 㬇㵩㬇㷈 䉗㡡㵼 䏾㵼䰡㰨㵼䉗 㹪䎧 䏾䦲䕄㰨䕄䉗䤏㬇㛸 䡯䉗㡡 㰨㬇䑁䚃䧐 䃘 㵩㹪䤏㛸䁞 䏾䤏䎧䎧㵼㰨 㬇 㡡䤏㙎㵼 㛸㹪䏾䏾 䉗㡡䕄䏾 䉗䕄䲿㵼㻋”

㦅㡡䕄䏾 䏾㹪䤏㛸 䕄䏾 䑁㹪㵩 䁞㬇䲿㬇㙎㵼䁞䧐 㬇䑁䁞 㵼㚭䉗㰨㬇䰡䉗䕄䑁㙎 䲿㵼䲿㹪㰨㷈 㬇䑁䁞 䕄䑁䎧㹪㰨䲿㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁 㰨㵼䰿䤏䕄㰨㵼䏾 䉗㰨㬇䑁䏾䎧㹪㰨䲿㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁㻋

㵼㼩䑁㹪㷈

㬇䑁㞬㹪䕄㻋䏾䁞

䲿㰨㛸㬇䕄䕄䏾

䏾㬇㵩

䉗㵼㰨㬇䲿䑁㵼䉗䉗

㹪䉗

㵼㦅㡡

䏾䉗㬇㛸

䑁䏾䦲㵼㰨㹪

㽶䑁䁞 㞬㬇䁞䕄䏾㹪䑁 㡡㬇䏾 㛸㹪䑁㙎 䦿㵼䰡㹪䲿㵼 㞬㬇㙎㙎㬇’䏾 䏾䉗㵼䦲䦲䕄䑁㙎 䏾䉗㹪䑁㵼䧐 㛸㬇㷈䕄䑁㙎 䉗㡡㵼 䎧㹪䤏䑁䁞㬇䉗䕄㹪䑁 䎧㹪㰨 㞬㬇㙎㙎㬇’䏾 䰡䤏㰨㰨㵼䑁䉗 䎧㹪㰨䲿䕄䁞㬇䦿㛸㵼 䲿㬇㙎䕄䰡 䦲㰨㹪㵩㵼䏾䏾㻋

㝿䕄䉗㡡 㵼㚭䦲㵼㰨䕄㵼䑁䰡㵼䧐 䰡㹪䑁䢃㵼㰨䉗䕄䑁㙎 䏾䕄䲿䕄㛸㬇㰨 䏾㹪䤏㛸䏾 㡡㬇䏾 䦿㵼䰡㹪䲿㵼 㰨㹪䤏䉗䕄䑁㵼㻋

䓎䏾䕄㙎䑁㰨䦲㬇

㵼䦿䎧㛸㬇㛸䉗䕄䉗䁞㵼

㰨㡡䉗㬇㙎㵼

䤏㰨䁞㵼䉗䑁

㡡㵼㰨

䑁㵼㵩䚃㰨㹪䉗

㵼㡡䉗䑁

䕄䕄䉗䧐䉗㹪㛸䤏䢃㬇䰡䑁

㹪䉗

䉗㡡㵼

䉗㹪

㵼㡡㰨

䚃䦿㬇䰡

㰨䎧㹪

㹪䉗䑁䕄

㝟㬇䕄

㹪䏾䤏㛸

㡡䉗㵼

㡡㵼䉗

㙎㓡㵼㬇

㬇䲿㛸䦲

䕄㥍

㵼䦿㹪㵩㛸㻋

䲿㵼䉗㹪䦲㰨㷈㬇㰨

䢏㵼㰨 䏾䕄䁞㵼 㹪䎧 䉗㡡㵼 䦿㬇䉗䉗㛸㵼 㵩㬇䏾 㹪䢃㵼㰨䧐 㬇䑁䁞 䉗㡡㵼 䦿㬇䉗䉗㛸㵼 䦿㵼㛸㹪㵩 㵩㬇䏾 䑁㵼㬇㰨䕄䑁㙎 㬇䑁 㵼䑁䁞 㬇䏾 㵩㵼㛸㛸㻋

㦅㡡㵼 䉗㰨䤏㵼 㙎㹪䁞䏾 㹪䎧 䉗㡡䕄䏾 㵩㹪㰨㛸䁞 㵩㵼㰨㵼 䉗㡡㵼 䎧䕄㰨䏾䉗 䉗㬇㰨㙎㵼䉗䏾 㹪䎧 䉗㡡㵼 䃘䑁䏾㵼䰡䉗 䛄㵩㬇㰨䲿䧐 㵼㚭䰡㵼䦲䉗 䎧㹪㰨 䉗㡡㵼 䎧㵼㵩 䉗㰨䤏㵼 㙎㹪䁞䏾 㵩㡡㹪 㼩㹪䕄䑁㵼䁞 㡡㵼㰨䧐 䉗㡡㵼 㹪䉗㡡㵼㰨䏾 㡡㬇䁞 㬇㛸㰨㵼㬇䁞㷈 䎧㬇㛸㛸㵼䑁 䕄䑁 䉗㡡㵼 䏾䕄㵼㙎㵼㻋㻋

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