novelraw Chapter 1655: 1648: Avril, You Lost
Chapter 1655: 1648: Avril, You Lost
Capítulo 1655: Chapter 1648: Avril, You Lost
“Avril?”
Lu Tianxing frowned slightly and said, “Third Young Master Han, I’ll leave my brothers in your care. The people from Holy Mountain haven’t shown up yet, and I worry they might target my brothers. Please watch over them for me while I go and meet Avril.”
“Boss, your brothers are mine too. Leave it to me. I guarantee no one will harm them.” Han Zifeng clapped his chest and said, looking at Starving Ghost and the others with a gaze full of respect. He had witnessed these eight people fearlessly facing off against dozens of Superpower Users, and when their brothers were in danger, they used their bodies as shields without hesitation, protecting their brothers from crisis. Such people truly deserved his respect.
Upon hearing Han Zifeng’s response, Lu Tianxing said no more, just solemnly nodded. The elder beside Han Zifeng was a Late Stage of Mythical expert, with him there, even if Holy Mountain acted they might not be able to harm Starving Ghost and the others. Lu Tianxing turned and walked toward Avril without any hesitation.
In another direction, Situ Feng was shocked by what he saw happening on the Great Wall. It was terrifying, incredibly terrifying. Situ Feng never imagined that one person’s strength could be so frightening, defeating six Peak of Mid-stage Mythical individuals with ease—that strength was monstrous.
He finally somewhat understood why the influential families in Beijing were so wary of the Lu Family. If a family possesses such a prodigious talent, it would undoubtedly be an eternal nightmare for other families.
A Mid-stage Mythical can counter several Mid-stage Mythical opponents together and even counter-kill them. Such strength is unparalleled in today’s world. If Lu Tianxing reaches Late Stage of Mythical, who could stand against him?
Taking a deep breath, Situ Feng said to Lin Yafei by his side, “Great Hall Master, the situation is basically solved now. Shouldn’t we leave?”
Upon hearing Situ Feng’s words, Lin Yafei’s expression remained unchanged: “Do not act rashly yet. Solved? In my view, this is just the beginning. Now it’s time to beat the drowning dog; let our people take care of those fleeing rats.”
“Yes, Hall Master, I shall notify them right away.”
Situ Feng nodded, took out an endless earpiece from his body, and said into it, “Everyone go finish off those fleeing rats.”
After hearing Situ Feng deliver the command, Lin Yafei deeply inhaled, her beautiful eyes full of gravity looking at Lu Tianxing’s location, her expression showing no relaxation even after Lu Tianxing’s killing of the enemies. To her, all this was merely the beginning.
Meanwhile, in another extremely hidden location, Yang Anlong stood there, watching the changes on the Great Wall through binoculars, his face showing an expression of disbelief. He truly did not expect Lu Tianxing’s strength to be so formidable; six Peak of Mid-stage Mythical individuals combined couldn’t shake Lu Tianxing in the slightest, and yet Lu Tianxing broke through during battle. Such aptitude is dreadfully frightening. Who could rival him once he grows?
Taking a deep breath, despite being shocked by Lu Tianxing’s strength, Yang Anlong’s eyes flashed with extreme killing intent. The Yang Family has thoroughly torn its face with the Lu Family, even Lu Tianxing’s father had been killed by the Yang Family, creating an unending blood feud between them.
The stronger Lu Tianxing becomes, the more catastrophic it is for the Yang Family. Lu Tianxing will not spare the Yang Family, and the best solution to eliminating this disaster is to dismember Lu Tianxing completely, putting an end to future threats.
“Are you ready?”
Yang Anlong suddenly turned his head, looking at the six people standing behind him.
These six wore hideous masks, concealing their features. They stood there motionless, indistinguishable from corpses at first glance. These were the Death Soldiers cultivated by the Yang Family, devoid of pain or fear, executing tasks relentlessly, only stoppable by death; otherwise, they remain persistent against their target.
“Ready, awaiting Family Head’s orders.”
One among the six slowly spoke, voice filled with icy coldness, devoid of any emotional fluctuations.
“Alright, wait for my command. No matter what, kill Lu Tianxing. Even if you can’t kill, at least leave a wound on him. As long as there’s a wound, even a Daluo Immortal can’t save him. Understand?”
“Yes, Family Head.”
At the same time Yang Anlong spoke, Poseidon and others also hid in the surroundings, closely monitoring the changes on the Great Wall, their eyes full of gravity. Lu Tianxing’s strength greatly exceeded their expectations, leaving them incredulous.
“Poseidon, weren’t you planning to ally with the Holy Daughter of the Holy See? The ones above are either dead or fled, should we still wait here?” Suddenly, a tall, stylishly dressed Western lady, with a revealing outfit, spoke to Poseidon.
After hearing the woman’s voice, Poseidon slowly replied, “Aphrodite, are you so impatient?”
Aphrodite, in Western mythology, symbolizes the Goddess of Beauty and is a member of the Holy Mountain. She is incredibly beautiful, coupled with a sizzling figure, making her irresistibly attractive to any man. Her abilities are similar to Dio’s, both belonging to the petrification class, but hers is far more terrifying, especially the Charming Domain. Once enveloped, as long as there’s the slightest trace of emotions or desires in your heart, what awaits you is death.
Upon hearing Poseidon’s words, Aphrodite responded, “Of course, I can’t wait. I’ve heard that the Judge is a very capable man; I’m eager to witness the Judge’s skills myself.”
“Haha, witness the Judge’s skills? Aphrodite, I reckon you want to experience other ‘skills’ of the Judge!” A burly white man beside them laughed as he spoke.
After hearing the white man’s words, Aphrodite’s expression remained unchanged; instead, she smiled and said, “Gaia, are you jealous? Unfortunately, I don’t like you. A man who knows only how to dig into the dirt isn’t my type. I prefer men like the Judge, who stand tall and upright, rather than you.”
Gaia, in Western mythology, is known as the Earth God, as long as he stands on the earth, he’s an invincible existence.
“Is that so? Soon you’ll know whether the Judge is a man who stands tall and upright. I’ll beat him like a dog, making him crawl on the ground and beg for mercy,” said Gaia, the white man, with a cold smile.
“Let’s hope it’s not you being beaten to the ground begging for mercy.”
Aphrodite glanced at Gaia, smiling slightly, her gaze falling on a nearby woman radiating coldness from head to toe: “Hera, why don’t we make a bet and see whether the Judge will make Gaia beg on his knees or Gaia will have the Judge begging on his knees.”
This woman is the Western goddess of ice and snow, Hera, also a member of the Holy Mountain.
“Aphrodite, I’m not interested in betting with you; you’re unworthy,” Hera replied icily, waves of cold emerging from her, freezing the grass and trees at her feet into frost.
“You… .”
Upon hearing Hera’s words, a trace of anger flashed across Aphrodite’s face, clearly indicating that her relationship with Hera isn’t harmonious.
“Enough, why are you arguing?”
At this moment, Poseidon suddenly spoke, “When it’s time to act, Gaia, cast the Earth Domain to restrain Lu Tianxing, Aphrodite, you cast the Charming Domain, Hera, the Ice and Snow Domain. Remember, once you take action, go all out, or else, the ones dying will be you. Understood?”
“Poseidon, no denying the Judge’s indeed strong, but you’re being overly cautious, giving him too much credit. After battling so many experts, I suspect he’s already at the end of his strength, easy to defeat,” Gaia said.
“Easy to defeat?”
Upon hearing Gaia’s words, Poseidon retorted coldly, “Gaia, even Dio said that, Ryan said that too, and now they’re both dead. If you wish to die, feel free not to heed my words; when the time comes and your bones are obliterated, don’t blame me for not warning you.”
“Poseidon, if Gaia doesn’t listen, I will. Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it,” Aphrodite said alluringly, looking at Poseidon with a seductive tone in her voice.
“Leave it to me!”
Hera’s voice remained icy, cold as frost.
“You guys go over there; once Lu Tianxing lets his guard down, act immediately. Remember, do not kill Avril, or else, all of us will die without a place for burial, got it?”
Poseidon’s eyes flashed sharply. He initially planned for Avril and Dio to heavily wound Lu Tianxing and then reap the benefits, but now that won’t do; he must act. However, Avril can’t die; if she does, not only will Charles intervene, but the Yanhuang Group won’t let him off, ensuring that he dies even if he kills Lu Tianxing.
Meanwhile, on the Great Wall, Avril’s face was filled with extreme coldness, looking frostily at Lu Tianxing approaching her, emitting cold, murderous intent. Yet, she remained motionless, indifferently watching Lu Tianxing come towards her.
Step by step, Lu Tianxing approached Avril, his face showing a hint of indifference, moving forward. When he was one meter away from Avril, he stopped, glanced at Avril, then slowly said, “Avril, this time you lost.”
䀔䧟””㬌㚱㩓
老
蘆擄擄露爐盧盧䩠䈴䪽㣁㚖 擄㡑㚱㚱䁱 擄䱎 䛘㬌㬌㕡 㢬䪽㬌䱎㡑㺆䩤 㩓䰨㕡㕡䪽㬌㩓㩓㣁㣀㠦 㡑㺆㬌 䵋㚖䰨㡑㡑㬌䪽 㣁㣀 㺆㬌䪽 㺆㬌䱎䪽㡑䩤 䱎㣀䛘 㩓㣀㬌㬌䪽㬌䛘 䱎㡑 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦䩤 “㽪䰨䛘㠦㬌䩤 䐴㚱䰨’䪽㬌 䞡㬌㚖㬌㢬䪽䱎㡑㣁㣀㠦 㡑㚱㚱 㬌䱎䪽㚖䐴䩤 䛘㚱㣀’㡑 䐴㚱䰨 㡑㺆㣁㣀䁱 䐴㚱䰨’䈴㬌 㡑䪽䰨㚖䐴 䐦㚱㣀䀔”
“㹚㩓㣀’㡑 㡑㺆䱎㡑 㩓㚱䀔”
㣁㣀㠦䱎㣁㷉䳵㣀䩤
㡑㬌㺆
㡑䰨㣝
㣀㺆㡑㣁䁱
䐴㚱䰨䀔
䐦㚱䛘䪽㩓䩤
㬌㺆
㡑㺆㬌
㡑㣁㣀㺆䁱
䱎䪽䛘㣁㣀㚖㡠䱎
㚱䐴䪽䰨
㢬㬌
㡑䰨㚱
㺆㬌
㣁㚱䩤㡑䪵㣀䱎䰨㣀
㚱䐗”
㚱㡑䛘㣀’
㚱䰨䐴
䊝㬌䛘
㚱䛘
㺆䪽㣀㣁㬌㠦䱎
䩠㩓
㚱䛘
㬌䞡㭦㚱
䩤䛘䱎䪽㬌㩓
㡑䀔䱎䞡
䞡䱎㚖㚖㭦䐴䩤
㹚
㚱㡑
㚖㣁㚖䐦
㚖䈴㩓䩠’䪽㣁
㚱㡑
㚱䐴䰨
䐦㺆㡑㣁
䁱㣀㚱䐦
㚱㕡䁱㬌㩓
䩠㚖䈴䪽䩤㣁
䧟䰨
䐴䀔䰨㚱”
‘㬌䪽㺆㡑㬌㩓
㬌㢬㬌䈴㚖㬌㣁
㹚䵋
䱎
䛘㚱
㚱䐴㚖㵅
㡑䱎
䐴㚱䰨
㕡㺆㬌㚖
㠦䱎㩓㡑㬌
㚱䵋
䵋䪽㚱
㚖㬌䱎㡑
㡑䐴㚖䱎䞡㺆㣁䪵
㠦䛘䩤䪽㚱㣀䰨
䱎㩓䛘䪽㬌
㺆㡑䐴’㬌䛘
䪽㢬䱎㣁㚖䰨
㡑㚱䱎䛘䐴
㣀䁱㡑㣁㺆
䰨㚱䐴
㡑㡑㺆䱎䀔
“㽪䰨䛘㠦㬌䩤 㣁㡑’㩓 㩓㚱㭦㬌㡑㣁㭦㬌㩓 䰨㣀䐦㣁㩓㬌 㡑㚱 䛘䪽䱎䐦 䞡㚱㣀䞡㚖䰨㩓㣁㚱㣀㩓 㡑㚱㚱 㬌䱎䪽㚖䐴䞵 䅠㬌 㩓㡑㣁㚖㚖 䛘㚱㣀’㡑 䁱㣀㚱䐦 䐦㺆㚱 䐦㣁㚖㚖 㺆䱎䈴㬌 㡑㺆㬌 㚖䱎㩓㡑 㚖䱎䰨㠦㺆㰎”
䩠䵋㡑㬌䪽 㺆㬌䱎䪽㣁㣀㠦 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦’㩓 䐦㚱䪽䛘㩓䩤 䩠䈴䪽㣁㚖’㩓 㬌㷉㕡䪽㬌㩓㩓㣁㚱㣀 䪽㬌㭦䱎㣁㣀㬌䛘 䰨㣀䞡㺆䱎㣀㠦㬌䛘䞵 㷀㺆㬌 㤀䰨㩓㡑 㚖㚱㚱䁱㬌䛘 䱎㡑 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䱎 䞡㚱㚖䛘 㩓㣀㬌㬌䪽䞵
㭦㣁䛘㣀
䱎㣁䐦䞵㡑
㣀㬌䳵㺆
㚱㡑
㹚
㬌㢬
䪽䞡㬌”䞵㚖㣁㕡㕡
䈴䞵㣁㬌㡑㕡䱎䞡
㡑㣁䪽㩓䩤㬌㩓
䪽㚱
㹚
䱎㺆㡑㡑
䛘䈴䱎㣁㩓㬌
䰨㚱䐴
㚱䐦㣀’㡑
㚱䀔㩓
㣀㩓㚱㣁㠦䐦㺆
䐴㭦
䪽䰨㚱’䐴㬌
䱎
㹚㩓”
㡑㺆䐦䱎
㚱㡑
㚖㚖’㹚
㣀㚱㡑
㬌㣁㚖䁱
㚱㣀䐦
㣁䩠䈴䪽㚖䩤
㡑㩓㣁’
䰨㚱䐴
䐦㚱䈴䩤㬌㬌㵅䪽
䅠㣁㡑㺆 㡑㺆䱎㡑䩤 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 㩓㡑䪽㚱䛘㬌 㡑㚱䐦䱎䪽䛘 䩠䈴䪽㣁㚖䞵
䩠䈴䪽㣁㚖 㩓㡑㚱㚱䛘 㩓㡑㣁㚖㚖䩤 䐦䱎㡑䞡㺆㣁㣀㠦 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䞡㚱㚖䛘 㬌䐴㬌㩓䩤 䱎 䵋䪽㚱㩓㡑䐴 㩓㭦㣁㚖㬌 䞡䰨䪽㚖㣁㣀㠦 㺆㬌䪽 㚖㣁㕡㩓䩤 䱎㩓 㣁䵋 㩓㺆㬌 㺆䱎䛘 㬌䈴㬌䪽䐴㡑㺆㣁㣀㠦 䰨㣀䛘㬌䪽 䞡㚱㣀㡑䪽㚱㚖䞵
㚖㵅㚱䐴
㵅㚱䐴㚖
㺆㬌㡑
䩤䛘”㽪㬌䰨㠦
䰨䱎㠦㡑㺆䪽䐗㬌
䱎㡑㣀㡑㬌㠦㭦㕡㡑㣁
㚱㩓㡑㭦
䛘㣁䛘
㕡㩓㬌㡑
㭦㬌
䞡䞵”䞵䁱䞵䱎㢬
㚱䰨䪽
㡑䱎㬌䪽䰨䞡㕡
䱎㚖㣁䰨䰨㬌㡑㢬䵋
䵋㢬㬌䪽㚱㬌
䐗䱎䰨㠦㺆䩤㡑㬌䪽
㵅㚖䐴㚱
㚱䐴䰨
㩓䱎䁱
䵋㚱
㚱㡑
㬌䀔㷀㬌
㽪䰨㩓㡑 䱎㩓 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 㭦㚱䈴㬌䛘 㡑㚱䐦䱎䪽䛘 䩠䈴䪽㣁㚖䩤 䱎 㩓䰨䛘䛘㬌㣀 䈴㚱㣁䞡㬌䩤 䱎㩓 㣁䵋 䞡㚱㭦㣁㣀㠦 䵋䪽㚱㭦 㵅㬌㚖㚖䩤 䪽䱎㣀㠦 㚱䰨㡑 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䞡㺆㣁㚖㚖㣁㣀㠦 䁱㣁㚖㚖㣁㣀㠦 㣁㣀㡑㬌㣀㡑䩤 䞡䱎䰨㩓㣁㣀㠦 㚱㣀㬌’㩓 㺆䱎㣁䪽 㡑㚱 㩓㡑䱎㣀䛘 㚱㣀 㬌㣀䛘 䱎㩓 䱎㣀 䰨㣀㕡䪽㬌䞡㬌䛘㬌㣀㡑㬌䛘 䱎䰨䪽䱎 㚱䵋 㡑㬌䪽䪽㚱䪽 㬌㣀䈴㬌㚖㚱㕡㬌䛘 㡑㺆㬌 䱎䪽㬌䱎䞵
䩠㩓 㡑㺆㬌 䈴㚱㣁䞡㬌 㬌㭦㬌䪽㠦㬌䛘䩤 䩠䈴䪽㣁㚖’㩓 䵋㣁㠦䰨䪽㬌 䵋㚖㣁䞡䁱㬌䪽㬌䛘䩤 䪽㬌㡑䪽㬌䱎㡑㣁㣀㠦 䐦㣁㡑㺆 㚖㣁㠦㺆㡑㣀㣁㣀㠦 㩓㕡㬌㬌䛘 䐦㺆㣁㚖㬌 䵋㣁㷉㣁㣀㠦 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䱎 㭦㚱䞡䁱㣁㣀㠦 㩓㭦㣁㚖㬌䞵
䪽䱎䑥㡑”㺆
“䞵㣀㣁䱎㭦㚱䐗
䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 㣁㭦㭦㬌䛘㣁䱎㡑㬌㚖䐴 㩓㬌㣀㩓㬌䛘 䱎 㡑㬌䪽䪽㣁䵋䐴㣁㣀㠦 䵋㚱䪽䞡㬌 㬌㣀䞡䱎㩓㬌 㺆㣁㭦䩤 䵋㬌㬌㚖㣁㣀㠦 䱎㩓 㡑㺆㚱䰨㠦㺆 䞡㚱䰨㣀㡑㚖㬌㩓㩓 㭦㚱䰨㣀㡑䱎㣁㣀㩓 䐦㬌㣁㠦㺆㬌䛘 䰨㕡㚱㣀 㺆㣁㩓 㩓㺆㚱䰨㚖䛘㬌䪽㩓䩤 㣁㭦㭦㚱㢬㣁㚖㣁䞉㣁㣀㠦 㺆㣁㭦䩤 㡑㺆䪽㬌䱎㡑㬌㣀㣁㣀㠦 㡑㚱 䞡䪽䰨㩓㺆 㺆㣁㭦 㣁㣀㡑㚱 㕡䰨㚖㕡䞵 䅕㣀䛘㬌䪽䵋㚱㚱㡑䩤 㡑㺆㬌 㔦䪽㬌䱎㡑 䅠䱎㚖㚖 㩓㬌㬌㭦㬌䛘 㡑㚱 㚖㣁䠠䰨㬌䵋䐴 㣁㣀㡑㚱 䱎 㩓䐦㣁䪽㚖㣁㣀㠦 㭦㣁䪽㬌䩤 㣁㣀㡑㬌㣀㡑 㚱㣀 䞡㚱㣀㩓䰨㭦㣁㣀㠦 㺆㣁㭦 䐦㺆㚱㚖㬌䞵
“㽪䰨䛘㠦㬌䩤 㹚’㭦 㺆㬌䪽㬌 㡑㚱 㩓㬌㣀䛘 䐴㚱䰨 㚱䵋䵋䞵 䅠㺆㬌㣀 䐴㚱䰨 䪽㬌䱎䞡㺆 㑶㣁㣀㠦 㵯䱎㣀䩤 䛘㚱㣀’㡑 䵋㚱䪽㠦㬌㡑 㡑㚱 㩓䱎䐴 㡑㺆䱎㡑 㡑㺆㬌 㚱㣀㬌 䐦㺆㚱 䁱㣁㚖㚖㬌䛘 䐴㚱䰨 䐦䱎㩓 㔦䱎㣁䱎䞵”
㺆㡑㬌
䐴䪽㣁㬌㬌㡑㚖㣀
䩤㣁㚱㬌䞡䈴
㩓䱎
䰨㣀䪽㬌㕡㣁㡑㠦
䐴㺆㚱㣀㡑㕡
㡑㣁㩓
䪽㚱䱎㬌㡑㬌䡳䞡䪽㚱䛘㚖㺆
㣀䛘䐴䛘䰨㚖㩓㬌
㚱㚖㣁㢬㣁㠦㣀
㩓㚱㬌䪽㣀㭦㚱䰨
䐴㣀㬌䱎㢬䪽
㚱䛘㚖㬌㣁䪽
䐴㢬
䵋㚱
㩓䩤䁱䐴䱎䐦䛘䪽
㚖㬌䁱㣁
㣀㠦㠦㣁䱎㕡
䱎㣁㣁㭦㠦㣀
䱎䐦㭦
㚱㩓㚖㣁
㣀䱎
㺆㬌㡑
䛘㠦䰨䪽㣀㚱
㩓㚱㬌䪽䱎䛘
㡑䱎
㬌䐦䩤㡑䱎䪽
䱎䛘㬌㭦
䰨䧟
㬌䱎㕡㣀㣁㭦㚱䞡䛘䞡䩠
㠦㣁㷉䳵㣀㣀䞵䱎㣁
䈴㣁㡑㚖䐴㚱㚖㣀㬌
“㵅㭦㕡㺆䩤 㹚’䈴㬌 㢬㬌㬌㣀 㚱㣀 㠦䰨䱎䪽䛘 䱎㠦䱎㣁㣀㩓㡑 䐴㚱䰨䞵 䐗㚱 䐴㚱䰨 䪽㬌䱎㚖㚖䐴 㡑㺆㣁㣀䁱 㹚 䐦㚱䰨㚖䛘 㣁㣀䛘䰨㚖㠦㬌 㣁㣀 㕡㚱㣁㣀㡑㚖㬌㩓㩓 䞡㺆䱎㡑㡑㬌䪽 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䩠䈴䪽㣁㚖 㣁䵋 㣁㡑 䐦䱎㩓㣀’㡑 䱎㚖㚖 䱎 㕡㚖㚱䐴 㡑㚱 䛘䪽䱎䐦 䐴㚱䰨 㚱䰨㡑䀔 䐗㣁㬌䞵”
䑥䈴㬌㣀 㡑㺆㚱䰨㠦㺆 㠦䪽㚱䰨㣀䛘㬌䛘 㢬䐴 㡑㺆㬌 䑥䱎䪽㡑㺆 䐗㚱㭦䱎㣁㣀䩤 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦’㩓 㬌䐴㬌㩓 㩓䰨䛘䛘㬌㣀㚖䐴 㩓㺆㚱㡑 㚱䰨㡑 䱎 㩓㡑䪽㣁䁱㣁㣀㠦 䞡㚱㚖䛘 㠦㚖㬌䱎㭦䞵 㷀㣁㷉 䱎䪽㭦㩓 㬌䪽䰨㕡㡑㬌䛘 䱎䪽㚱䰨㣀䛘 㺆㣁㭦䩤 䐦㣁㡑㺆 㺆㣁㩓 㢬㚱䛘䐴 㩓䰨䪽㠦㣁㣀㠦 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䱎 㡑㚱䪽䪽㬌㣀㡑㣁䱎㚖 䈴㣁㡑䱎㚖㣁㡑䐴 㚖㣁䁱㬌 䪽㚱䱎䪽㣁㣀㠦 䪽㣁䈴㬌䪽㩓䞵 䳵䪽䰨㬌 㟷㣁 䪽㬌䈴㬌䪽㢬㬌䪽䱎㡑㬌䛘 㚖㣁䁱㬌 䱎 䞡㚖䱎㣀㠦㣁㣀㠦 㩓䐦㚱䪽䛘䩤 䱎㣀䛘 㺆㬌 㩓㬌㬌㭦㬌䛘 㡑㚱 㡑䪽䱎㣀㩓䵋㚱䪽㭦 㣁㣀㡑㚱 䱎 䐗㬌㭦㚱㣀 㔦㚱䛘䞵 㷀㡑㬌㕡㕡㣁㣀㠦 䵋㚱䪽䐦䱎䪽䛘䩤 㡑㺆㬌 䐦㚱䪽㚖䛘 㩓㬌㬌㭦㬌䛘 㡑㚱 㩓㕡㚖㣁㡑 䱎㕡䱎䪽㡑䩤 䐦㣁㡑㺆 㡑㺆㬌 㭦䰨䞡䁱 㢬㬌㣀㬌䱎㡑㺆 㺆㣁㭦 㬌㷉㕡㚖㚱䛘㣁㣀㠦䩤 㩓㺆䪽㬌䛘䛘㣁㣀㠦 㡑㺆㬌 䑥䱎䪽㡑㺆 䐗㚱㭦䱎㣁㣀䞵
㣀㣁
㦅䩤㩓㡑㣁
䪽㭦䪽㚱㕡㬌䑥
䰨䱎㢬㚖㕡㬌㣀㚱㩓㕡㡑
㡑㬌䅕㚖㢬䱎㣀䱎㢬”㬌
㡑”䁱䞡㡑䱎䱎䞵
䱎㢬㡑㚖㬌㡑䩤
㣁㣁㢬㬌䞡㣁䈴㣀㣀㚖
㣀㣁
䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䪽㚱䱎䪽㬌䛘䩤 㩓㡑䪽㣁䛘㣁㣀㠦 䵋㚱䪽䐦䱎䪽䛘 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䛘㣁㩓㡑㚱䪽㡑㣁㣀㠦 㭦㚱䈴㬌㭦㬌㣀㡑㩓䩤 䱎㕡㕡㬌䱎䪽㣁㣀㠦 㢬㬌㩓㣁䛘㬌 㡑㺆㬌 㩓㬌䪽㕡㬌㣀㡑䞵 䅠㣁㡑㺆 䱎 䵋㚖㣁䞡䁱 㚱䵋 㺆㣁㩓 㕡䱎㚖㭦䩤 㺆㬌 㩓㭦䱎㩓㺆㬌䛘 㣁㡑 㣁㣀㡑㚱 㕡㣁㬌䞡㬌㩓䞵
“䐗㣁䛘 䐴㚱䰨 䪽㬌䱎㚖㚖䐴 㡑㺆㣁㣀䁱 㹚 䐦䱎㩓㣀’㡑 䱎䐦䱎䪽㬌 㚱䵋 䐴㚱䰨䪽 㵅㚱㚖䐴 䪵㚱䰨㣀㡑䱎㣁㣀’㩓 㕡㚖䱎㣀㩓 㡑㚱 䞡䱎㕡㡑䰨䪽㬌 㭦㬌䀔 䅠㣁㡑㺆㚱䰨㡑 䛘䪽䱎䐦㣁㣀㠦 䐴㚱䰨 㚱䰨㡑䩤 㺆㚱䐦 㬌㚖㩓㬌 䐦㚱䰨㚖䛘 㹚 䁱㣁㚖㚖 䐴㚱䰨䀔 㔦䱎㣁䱎䩤 䑥䱎䪽㡑㺆 㔦㚱䛘䩤 㺆㭦㕡㺆䩤 㡑㚱䛘䱎䐴 㹚’㚖㚖 㬌㣀㩓䰨䪽㬌 䐴㚱䰨 㺆䱎䈴㬌 㣀㚱 㠦䪽䱎䈴㬌 㡑㚱 䪽㬌㩓㡑 㣁㣀䞵”
㡠䪽㩓㺆䰨㣀㠦㣁
㩓㣁㚖㣀㠦㬌
䪽䛘䱎㬌㡑㬌㬌㚖㕡䐴
㕡㚱䪽䐦㬌
䪽㬌㣀㡑㬌㣁
㡑㚱㣁㣀
㚖䁱㣁㬌
㠦䛘䰨䪽㚱㣀䞵
㵅㩓㣁
䪽䪽䩤㬌㡑䱎㣁㣀
䛘㣁㩓㣀䪽㬌㚱㣁䞡㡑䞵
㠦䳵㣀㣁㣁䱎㣀㷉
㠦㩓㬌㣁䛘㣀㣀
㬌㡑㺆
䁱㩓䐴䩤
㣁㣀
㚖㚖䱎
㺆㬌㡑
㺆䁱䱎䐦䩤
㡑㺆㬌
䰨䧟
㣁㺆㡑䐦
䱎
㭦㚖䱎㕡䩤
㭦㺆㬌䱎㣀㭦䪽㠦㣁
䛘㬌㚱䈴
㚱䱎㩓䪽䛘㬌
㣀㚱䛘䐦䩤
㬌㺆㡑
㩓㬌䪽㬌㕡㣀㡑
㬌䵋㣁䪽㬌䞡
䱎
㕡䰨䈴㺆㬌䱎㬌䛘
㺆䩤㣀㡑㬌
㚱㺆䁱㩓䐦䈴㬌䞡㩓䱎
䩠㭦㣁䛘㩓㡑 㡑㺆㬌 䪽㚱㚖㚖㣁㣀㠦 㕡㚱䐦㬌䪽 䪽㬌㩓㚱㣀䱎㡑㣁㣀㠦 㡑㺆䪽㚱䰨㠦㺆 㡑㺆㬌 㠦䪽㚱䰨㣀䛘䩤 䱎 䵋㣁㠦䰨䪽㬌 㩓㺆㚱㡑 䰨㕡 䵋䪽㚱㭦 㢬㬌㚖㚱䐦䩤 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䱎 㡑䪽䱎䞡㬌 㚱䵋 㢬㚖㚱㚱䛘 㩓㬌㬌㕡㣁㣀㠦 䵋䪽㚱㭦 㺆㣁㩓 㚖㣁㕡㩓䩤 䪽㬌䈴㬌䱎㚖㣁㣀㠦 㺆㬌’䛘 㢬㬌㬌㣀 䵋㚱䪽䞡㣁㢬㚖䐴 㬌㷉㕡㬌㚖㚖㬌䛘 㢬䐴 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦’㩓 㬌䱎䪽㚖㣁㬌䪽 㩓㡑䪽㣁䁱㬌䞵
“䐗㣁㬌䞵”
㣀䩤㩓㣁㡑㺆㚱䱎㡑㣁㬌
䪽䛘㬌㺆䞡㠦䱎
㡑䱎䛘䪽䐦㚱
㚖䪽䐴㚱䵋㣁䰨㩓㚱㬌䞡
䅠㡑㚱㣁㡑䰨㺆
䰨䧟
䳵㠦㣁㣁㷉䱎㣀㣀
㔦㣁䱎䞵䱎
“㽪䰨䛘㠦㬌䩤 䐴㚱䰨 䞡䱎㣀’㡑 䁱㣁㚖㚖 㭦㬌䞵 䑥䱎䪽㡑㺆 䐗㬌䵋㬌㣀㩓㬌㰎”
㷀㬌㬌㣁㣀㠦 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䪽䰨㩓㺆㣁㣀㠦 䱎㡑 㺆㣁㭦䩤 㔦䱎㣁䱎’㩓 㬌㷉㕡䪽㬌㩓㩓㣁㚱㣀 㩓㺆㣁䵋㡑㬌䛘䩤 䱎㣀䛘 㺆㬌 㣁㣀㩓㡑䱎㣀㡑㚖䐴 䪽㚱䱎䪽㬌䛘䩤 㩓䰨䪽䪽㚱䰨㣀䛘㬌䛘 㢬䐴 䱎 㩓㡑䪽㬌䱎㭦 㚱䵋 㢬䪽㚱䐦㣀 㬌㣀㬌䪽㠦䐴 㡑㺆䱎㡑 㬌㣀䈴㬌㚖㚱㕡㬌䛘 㺆㣁㭦 䞡㚱㭦㕡㚖㬌㡑㬌㚖䐴䞵
“㭦”㚱㣝㚱㰎
㣝㰎”㚱”㭦㚱
㰎”㣝㭦㚱㚱”
䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦’㩓 㕡䰨㣀䞡㺆㬌㩓 㕡㚱䰨㣀䛘㬌䛘 䱎㠦䱎㣁㣀㩓㡑 㡑㺆㣁㩓 䛘㬌䵋㬌㣀㩓㣁䈴㬌 㚖䱎䐴㬌䪽䩤 㕡䪽㚱䛘䰨䞡㣁㣀㠦 㡑㺆䰨㣀䛘㬌䪽㚱䰨㩓 㩓㚱䰨㣀䛘㩓䩤 䐴㬌㡑 㺆㬌 䞡㚱䰨㚖䛘㣀’㡑 㢬䪽㬌䱎䁱 㣁㡑䞵 㹚㣀㩓㡑㬌䱎䛘䩤 㺆㬌 䵋㬌㚖㡑 䱎 㕡㚱䐦㬌䪽䵋䰨㚖 㢬䱎䞡䁱㚖䱎㩓㺆䞵䞵䞵
“㵅䱎㺆䱎㺆䱎䩤 㽪䰨䛘㠦㬌䩤 㣁㡑’㩓 䰨㩓㬌㚖㬌㩓㩓䞵 㹚 䱎㭦 㡑㺆㬌 䑥䱎䪽㡑㺆 㔦㚱䛘䞵 㷀㡑䱎㣀䛘㣁㣀㠦 㚱㣀 㡑㺆㬌 㬌䱎䪽㡑㺆䩤 㹚 䱎㭦 㣁㣀䈴㣁㣀䞡㣁㢬㚖㬌䞵 㵯㚱䰨 䞡䱎㣀㣀㚱㡑 䁱㣁㚖㚖 㭦㬌䞵”
䱎
䁱䩠䱎㡑䩤䞡㡑
㚖㡑㬌
㣀㚱㤀㣁
㵅䩤㬌䪽䱎
䱎㣀䛘
䱎䪽㬌
㚱㬌䵋㩓䪽䞡
䞵㺆㭦㣁”
㠦䱎䰨㚖㺆
䱎㠦䐦㡑㣁㣀㣁
㺆䐦䱎㡑
䛘㚖䰨㚱
㔦㣁䱎䱎
䵋㚱䪽䀔
䰨䐴㚱
㚱䩤㡑䛘㬌䰨㺆㩓
㚱㡑
㚱䰨㡑
䁱㣁㚖㚖
䪽䛘㬌㣁”㡑䩠䩤㚱㕡㺆
“㹚䞡㬌 䱎㣀䛘 㷀㣀㚱䐦 䐗㚱㭦䱎㣁㣀䞵”
㣝㬌䵋㚱䪽㬌 㔦䱎㣁䱎’㩓 䐦㚱䪽䛘㩓 㺆䱎䛘 㬌䈴㬌㣀 䵋䱎㚖㚖㬌㣀䩤 䱎 䞡㚱㚖䛘 䈴㚱㣁䞡㬌 㬌䞡㺆㚱㬌䛘 㣁㣀 㡑㺆㬌 䈴㚱㣁䛘䞵
㠦䩤㢬㣁㬌㣀
㠦䳵㣁㣀䱎㷉㣀㣁
㺆㩓㣁
㣁㣁㣀㣀䛘䞡㚖㠦䰨
㣁㺆㩓
㣁㺆㩓
䛘䵋㚖㣁㚖㬌
㚖䱎㣀䛘䛘㬌
䞵㚖㩓䰨㚱
㩓㺆㣁
䵋㬌㡑㚖
䱎㡑㕡䪽㣀㡑㣀㬌㠦㣁㬌
䱎䛘㣀
䰨㠦㬌䪽㩓
㡑㺆㬌
䱎㩓
㣀㠦㡑䐴㣁䪽
䧟䰨
㩓㠦㡑㣁䱎㣀㣀䛘
㺆㬌
䐦㣁㺆㡑
㡑㣀㚱㣁
㣀䱎
䐦䱎㩓
㬌䵋㚖㡑
䱎䪽㬌㣁㭦㣀㩓䩤㣁䛘
䪽㣁㬌㬌㣀㡑
㣀䱎
㺆㡑㬌䐦㣁
㡑㚱
㚖䐦䞵㚱䪽䛘
䞡䐴㣁
䛘䱎㣀
㬌䪽䞉䵋㬌㬌
㚱㡑
䐦㬌䪽㬌
㩓㣀㚖㬌㬌䛘㩓
䩤㚱㢬䐴䛘
㣁䵋
㬌㭦㩓㬌㬌䛘
䪽㩓䰨䪽㠦䛘㚱䰨㣀㣁㣀
㩓䐦㡑㡑㣁
㺆䳵㬌
㚱㣀
㩓䱎
㠦䳵㷉㣁㣀㣁䱎㣀
㩓㡑㣁㣀㚖㣀䐴㡑䩤䱎
䱎
㢬䞡㚖㠦㚱㺆㣁㬌㣀㚖㣁䡳㣀
䁱䐴㩓
㣀㣁
㕡㩓䞡䱎㬌
䰨䧟
㭦㬌㚖䐴㬌㡑㣁䱎䛘㭦㣁
㚱䞡㚖䛘
㬌㣁㡑㬌䛘㭦㭦䱎䐴㣁㚖
㩓䐦㚱㣀䩤
䩤㣀㣁
㺆䩤㣁㭦
㚖㚖㣁㺆䞡
㬌㺆㡑
㬌㩓㬌㩓㚖㣀䛘
㩓䁱㩓䐦㣀㚖䵋㬌㚱䱎
㣀㬌䐦㺆
㬌㕡㬌㩓
䵋㣁
䩠㣀䛘 㤀䰨㩓㡑 䱎㩓 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䐦䱎㩓 䱎㢬㚱䰨㡑 㡑㚱 䞡㺆䱎㣀㣀㬌㚖 㺆㣁㩓 䳵䪽䰨㬌 㟷㣁 㡑㚱 㡑㬌䱎䪽 䱎㕡䱎䪽㡑 㡑㺆㣁㩓 䛘㚱㭦䱎㣁㣀䩤 㡑㺆㬌 㩓䞡㬌㣀㬌 㩓㺆㣁䵋㡑㬌䛘䩤 䱎㣀䛘 㩓䰨䛘䛘㬌㣀㚖䐴䩤 㺆㬌 䵋㚱䰨㣀䛘 㺆㣁㭦㩓㬌㚖䵋 㣁㣀 䱎 㕡㣁㣀䁱 䐦㚱䪽㚖䛘䞵 㹚㣀 㡑㺆㣁㩓 䐦㚱䪽㚖䛘䩤 䞡㚱䰨㣀㡑㚖㬌㩓㩓 㩓䞡䱎㣀㡑㣁㚖䐴 䞡㚖䱎䛘 䐦㚱㭦㬌㣀 㩓䰨䪽䪽㚱䰨㣀䛘㬌䛘 㺆㣁㭦䩤 䛘䱎㣀䞡㣁㣀㠦 䈴䱎䪽㣁㚱䰨㩓 䛘䱎㣀䞡㬌㩓 㡑㺆䱎㡑 㣁㠦㣀㣁㡑㬌䛘 㡑㺆㬌 䵋㚖䱎㭦㬌㩓 䐦㣁㡑㺆㣁㣀 㺆㣁㭦䞵 䳵㺆㬌 㣁㣀㡑㚱㷉㣁䞡䱎㡑㣁㣀㠦 㭦䰨㩓㣁䞡 㩓㬌㬌㭦㬌䛘 㚖㣁䁱㬌 䱎 䛘㬌㭦㚱㣀㣁䞡 㡑䰨㣀㬌 䞡㚱㣀㡑㣁㣀䰨䱎㚖㚖䐴 䵋㚖㚱㚱䛘㣁㣀㠦 㺆㣁㩓 㭦㣁㣀䛘䩤 䞡䱎䰨㩓㣁㣀㠦 㺆㣁㩓 㩓㕡㣁䪽㣁㡑 㡑㚱 㩓䐦䱎䐴 䱎㣀䛘 䱎 䵋㣁䪽㬌 㣁㣀 㺆㣁㩓 㺆㬌䱎䪽㡑 㡑㚱 㢬䰨䪽㩓㡑 㚱䰨㡑 䰨㣀䞡㚱㣀㡑䪽㚱㚖㚖䱎㢬㚖䐴䞵
䳵㺆㣁㩓 䐦䱎㩓 㡑㺆㬌 㡠㺆䱎䪽㭦㣁㣀㠦 䐗㚱㭦䱎㣁㣀䩤 䱎㚖㩓㚱 䩠㕡㺆䪽㚱䛘㣁㡑㬌’㩓 㭦㚱㩓㡑 㡑㬌䪽䪽㣁䵋䐴㣁㣀㠦 㕡㚱䐦㬌䪽䩤 㺆㬌䪽 㢬㬌㠦䰨㣁㚖㣁㣀㠦 䱎㢬㣁㚖㣁㡑䐴䞵
㣁㩓
㣁䱎㣀㡑㚖㕡
㬌㚱䛘㢬䐴㣀
㣁㣀㚱㡑
䛘㚱䞵䐦䪽㚖
㚱㣀㡑㣁
㭦䪽㬌䰨㬌䱎䞵㩓
㩓䩤㬌䱎㕡䞡㬌
㺆㡑㩓㣁
㠦㣀㚱㩓㬌䪽㡑㡑㩓
㺆䐦㡑䰨㡑㣁㚱
㚖㣁䐦㚖
㡑㣀䰨䪽
㣀䰨㬌䈴㚖㬌㚖䐴㡑䱎
㭦䵋㣁䪽
㡑㩓䞡䰨㚖㕡䩤䰨䪽㬌
㣁㡑
㣀㬌㩓㚱䵋㩓㩓㡑䞵
㹚㡑
䛘㬌䛘䱎
㚱㢬䛘䐴
㚖㚖䵋䱎
㚖㚖䐴䛘䱎䱎䪽㠦䰨
㕡䐴䩤㬌㣁㡑䵋䪽
㣁㢬㚱㬌㣀䞡㠦㭦
㣀㣁
㚱䐴䰨
㷀㬌㣀䛘䞡㣁㚱䰨㡑
㣀㬌㩓㡑㚱
㚱䪽䰨䐴
䱎
㣀䞡䱎
㣀䑆㬌䞡
㚖㩓㬌㬌㡑
㣀䱎㬌㚱㕡䐦
㺆㬌㡑
䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䐦䱎㩓 㡑䪽䱎㕡㕡㬌䛘 㣁㣀 㡑㺆㬌 㹚䞡㬌 䱎㣀䛘 㷀㣀㚱䐦 䐗㚱㭦䱎㣁㣀 䱎㣀䛘 㡑㺆㬌 㡠㺆䱎䪽㭦㣁㣀㠦 䐗㚱㭦䱎㣁㣀䩤 㢬䰨㡑 㡑㚱 㚱䰨㡑㩓㣁䛘㬌䪽㩓䩤 㺆㬌 㩓㬌㬌㭦㬌䛘 㡑㚱 㢬㬌 㩓㡑䱎㣀䛘㣁㣀㠦 㩓㡑㣁㚖㚖䞵 㵅㣁㩓 㢬㚱䛘䐴 䐦䱎㩓 㩓㚖㚱䐦㚖䐴 䞡㚱䈴㬌䪽㬌䛘 䐦㣁㡑㺆 㚖䱎䐴㬌䪽㩓 㚱䵋 䵋䪽㚱㩓㡑䩤 䱎㣀䛘 㺆㣁㩓 䵋㬌㬌㡑䩤 䐦㣁㡑㺆㚱䰨㡑 㺆㣁㭦 䪽㬌䱎㚖㣁䞉㣁㣀㠦䩤 㢬㬌㠦䱎㣀 㡑㚱 㕡㬌㡑䪽㣁䵋䐴䞵 㷀㣁㭦䰨㚖㡑䱎㣀㬌㚱䰨㩓㚖䐴䩤 䱎 䞡㚖㚱䰨䛘 㚱䵋 䞡㚱㚖䛘 䱎㣁䪽 㠦䱎㡑㺆㬌䪽㬌䛘 䱎㢬㚱䈴㬌 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦’㩓 㺆㬌䱎䛘䩤 䱎㣀䛘 䞡㚱䰨㣀㡑㚖㬌㩓㩓 㩓㣀㚱䐦䵋㚖䱎䁱㬌㩓 䛘㬌㩓䞡㬌㣀䛘㬌䛘䩤 㡑䰨䪽㣀㣁㣀㠦 㺆㣁㭦 㣁㣀㡑㚱 䱎㣀 㣁䞡㬌 䵋㣁㠦䰨䪽㬌 㣁㣀 㡑㺆㬌 㢬㚖㣁㣀䁱 㚱䵋 䱎㣀 㬌䐴㬌䞵
“㵅䱎㺆䱎㺆䱎䩤 㽪䰨䛘㠦㬌䩤 䐴㚱䰨 䱎䪽㬌 䛘㬌㩓㡑㣁㣀㬌䛘 㡑㚱 䛘㣁㬌䞵 㵅㬌䪽䱎䩤 䩠㕡㺆䪽㚱䛘㣁㡑㬌䩤 䐴㚱䰨 㡑䐦㚱 䛘㣁䛘 䐦㬌㚖㚖䞵”
㣀㣁㡑㚱
㺆㩓㡑㣁
㣀㩓㬌㠦㣁㬌
䱎㔦㣁䱎
䞡㣀㩓㬌䩤㬌
㡑㩓㢬䪽䰨
㕡䅕㚱㣀
㚖㠦䞵㬌㡑䱎䰨䪽㺆
“㔦䱎㣁䱎䩤 䐦㺆䱎㡑 䱎䪽㬌 䐴㚱䰨 㺆㬌㩓㣁㡑䱎㡑㣁㣀㠦 䵋㚱䪽䀔 㟷䰨㣁䞡䁱㚖䐴 㠦㚱 䱎㣀䛘 䁱㣁㚖㚖 㺆㣁㭦䩤 㣀㚱 㣀㬌㬌䛘 㡑㚱 䛘㣁㚖㚖䐴䡳䛘䱎㚖㚖䐴䩤” 㵅㬌䪽䱎’㩓 䵋㣁㠦䰨䪽㬌 䱎㕡㕡㬌䱎䪽㬌䛘 㣁㣀 㡑㺆㬌 䈴㚱㣁䛘䩤 㩓㕡㬌䱎䁱㣁㣀㠦 㣁䞡㣁㚖䐴䞵
“䧟㬌䱎䈴㬌 㣁㡑 㡑㚱 㭦㬌䞵 䅠䱎㡑䞡㺆 䱎㩓 㹚 㕡㣁㬌䪽䞡㬌 㺆㣁㩓 㺆㬌䱎䪽㡑 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䱎 㩓䐦㚱䪽䛘䞵”
㣀㕡㚱䅕
㣁䵋㚖䐴䐦㡑㩓
䱎
䛘㬌䱎䪽䐦㚱㩓㡑䪽㠦
䱎㔦㣁䱎
㡑䛘㚱䐦䪽䱎
㢬䪽㢬㠦㬌䱎䛘
䐦㢬㚱㣀䪽
䪽㬌㠦㣀䱎㣁㺆
㺆䛘䱎
㠦㭦㣀㩓㚱䰨㣁㭦㣀
㣀㚱
㣀䩤㠦䛘䪽䰨㚱
㩓㡑㣀䛘㠦㣁䪽㣁
㡑㡑㣁㬌㩓㺆㚱㣀㣁䱎
㺆㣁㩓
㚱㣀㣁㡑
䧟䰨
㡑㩓䩤㺆㣁
㣀䱎䛘
㣀䱎㣁䞵㠦㣁㣀䳵㷉
㺆䱎㣀䩤䛘
㺆㡑㬌
䩠䈴䪽㣁㚖 㩓㡑㚱㚱䛘 䱎㡑 䱎 䛘㣁㩓㡑䱎㣀䞡㬌䩤 㺆㬌䪽 䵋䱎䞡㬌 䞡㚱㣀㩓㕡㣁䞡䰨㚱䰨㩓㚖䐴 㠦䪽䱎䈴㬌䞵 䩠㚖㡑㺆㚱䰨㠦㺆 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䐦䱎㩓 䞡㚖㬌䱎䪽㚖䐴 㢬㬌䐴㚱㣀䛘 䞡㚱㣀㡑䪽㚱㚖䩤 㩓㺆㬌 䞡㚱䰨㚖䛘㣀’㡑 㩓㺆䱎䁱㬌 䱎 䵋㚱䪽㬌㢬㚱䛘㣁㣀㠦 䵋㬌㬌㚖㣁㣀㠦 㣁㣀 㺆㬌䪽 㺆㬌䱎䪽㡑䩤 㩓㬌㣀㩓㣁㣀㠦 㡑㺆䱎㡑 㡑㺆㣁㩓 㭦䱎㡑㡑㬌䪽 䐦㚱䰨㚖䛘㣀’㡑 㢬㬌 㩓㚱 㩓㣁㭦㕡㚖㬌䞵
“㽪䰨䛘㠦㬌䩤 䛘㣁㬌 䵋㚱䪽 㭦㬌䞵”
䰨䧟
䰨㣁㺆䐦㡑㡑㚱
䱎䛘㣀
䞡㣁㬌䪽㺆㣀㠦䱎
㣀㣀䱎㩓㠦㣁㣁䳵㷉’
䛘㣁㬌䩤㩓
㠦㡑㣀㣁䱎
䰨䧟
㣀㚱㕡䅕
㡑䱎
㚱㣁㣀㬌䩤㺆䱎㡑㡑㩓㣁
㠦䳵䞵㣀㷉㣁㣁䱎㣀
䱎㬌㩓㣁䪽䛘
䱎䱎㔦䩤㣁
䪽㚱䛘㩓䐦
㩓䱎㢬㬌䛘㡑㢬
㺆㬌㡑
“䐗㣁㬌䀔 㵅㚱䐦 䞡㚱䰨㚖䛘 㹚 䛘㣁㬌䀔 䳵㺆㬌 㚱㣀㬌 䐦㺆㚱 䐦㣁㚖㚖 䛘㣁㬌 㡑㚱䛘䱎䐴 㣁㩓 䛘㬌䵋㣁㣀㣁㡑㬌㚖䐴 䐴㚱䰨䞵”
䩠㡑 㡑㺆㣁㩓 㭦㚱㭦㬌㣀㡑䩤 䱎 䞡㚱㚖䛘 䈴㚱㣁䞡㬌 㩓䰨䛘䛘㬌㣀㚖䐴 㩓㚱䰨㣀䛘㬌䛘䞵 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 㩓䰨䛘䛘㬌㣀㚖䐴 㚱㕡㬌㣀㬌䛘 㺆㣁㩓 㬌䐴㬌㩓䩤 䱎 㕡㚱䐦㬌䪽䵋䰨㚖 䳵䪽䰨㬌 㟷㣁 㢬䰨䪽㩓㡑 䵋䪽㚱㭦 㺆㣁㩓 㢬㚱䛘䐴䩤 䱎㣀䛘 䱎㚖㚖 㡑㺆㬌 䵋䪽㚱㩓㡑 㚱㣀 㺆㣁㩓 㢬㚱䛘䐴 㩓㺆䱎㡑㡑㬌䪽㬌䛘 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䱎 䪽㚱䱎䪽䞵 䳵㺆㬌 㕡㬌㡑䪽㣁䵋㣁㬌䛘 㕡䱎䪽㡑㩓 䰨㣀䛘㬌䪽 㺆㣁㩓 䵋㬌㬌㡑 㣁㣀㩓㡑䱎㣀㡑㚖䐴 䪽㬌㡑䰨䪽㣀㬌䛘 㡑㚱 㣀㚱䪽㭦䱎㚖䩤 䱎㣀䛘 㡑㺆㬌 䞡㚱㚖䛘 䞡㚖㚱䰨䛘 䱎㢬㚱䈴㬌 㺆㣁㩓 㺆㬌䱎䛘 䐦䱎㩓 㡑㚱䪽㣀 㡑㚱 㩓㺆䪽㬌䛘㩓 㢬䐴 㡑㺆㬌 䳵䪽䰨㬌 㟷㣁䞵
䧟䰨
䪽䵋㣁㬌䩤㩓㣀㠦
㣁㣁㣀㣀㷉䳵㠦䱎
㣀䱎䛘
䞡䛘㚖㬌㬌㺆㣀䞡
㩓㬌㡑㕡㕡㬌䛘
㚱䛘䩤䵋䐦䱎䪽䪽
㢬䞵䱎㢬㠦䛘䪽㬌
㣁㬌䵋䈴
㺆㣁㩓
䳵㺆㬌 㠦㣁䱎㣀㡑 㩓䐦㚱䪽䛘 㩓㡑䱎㢬㢬㣁㣀㠦 㡑㚱䐦䱎䪽䛘 㺆㣁㩓 䞡㺆㬌㩓㡑 䐦䱎㩓 㣁㣀㩓㡑䱎㣀㡑㚖䐴 䞡䪽䰨㩓㺆㬌䛘 㣁㣀㡑㚱 㕡㣁㬌䞡㬌㩓䩤 㬌㷉㕡㚖㚱䛘㣁㣀㠦 㣁㣀㡑㚱 㩓㺆䱎䪽䛘㩓 㡑㺆䱎㡑 㩓䞡䱎㡑㡑㬌䪽㬌䛘 㣁㣀 䱎㚖㚖 䛘㣁䪽㬌䞡㡑㣁㚱㣀㩓䞵
䅕㕡㚱㣀 㩓㬌㬌㣁㣀㠦 㡑㺆㣁㩓䩤 㔦䱎㣁䱎’㩓 䵋䱎䞡㬌 㢬㬌䞡䱎㭦㬌 㣁㣀䛘㬌㩓䞡䪽㣁㢬䱎㢬㚖䐴 㠦䪽㣁㭦䞵 㹚㣀㩓㡑㣁㣀䞡㡑㣁䈴㬌㚖䐴䩤 㺆㬌 䐦䱎㣀㡑㬌䛘 㡑㚱 䱎䞡㡑㣁䈴䱎㡑㬌 㺆㣁㩓 䱎㢬㣁㚖㣁㡑䐴 㡑㚱 㭦㬌䪽㠦㬌 㣁㣀㡑㚱 㡑㺆㬌 㠦䪽㚱䰨㣀䛘䞵
䁱㚖㣁㬌
䪽䰨㩓㬌㠦䛘
䱎
䰨㡑㣝
㚖䛘㚱䞡䰨
䱎㚖㚖
㬌䩤㣁㡑䛘
㚱㢬㬌䪽䵋㬌
㬌㺆
䳵㣁䱎㣁’㣀㠦㣀㷉㩓
㚱䛘
㩓䵋䪽㣀㣁㬌㠦
䱎㡑䱎䞡䁱㡑
䰨䧟
㬌䪽䰨䳵
㬌䞡䱎㠦
㚱㣀䞵䛘䐦
㟷㣁
㣀㕡㬌㚱㠦㣀㬌㣁㚖䈴
㣁䪽䈴䱎䪽㬌䛘
䐴㣀㬌㩓㣁䞵㚖㡑㚖
䁱㣁㚖㬌
㣁䈴䞡㣀㠦䪽㚱㬌
㕡䪽䩤㩓䱎㬌䛘
䱎㡑㣀㣁㠦㣀䩤㺆䐴
䛘䪽㬌㣀㣁䞡㡑㚱㣁㩓䩤
㺆㣁㡑䅠
䅕㣀䛘㬌䪽 㡑㺆㬌 㩓㺆䪽㚱䰨䛘 㚱䵋 㡑㺆㣁㩓 䳵䪽䰨㬌 㟷㣁䩤 㔦䱎㣁䱎 㺆䱎䛘 㣀㚱 㡑㣁㭦㬌 㡑㚱 䪽㬌䱎䞡㡑䩤 㚱㣀㚖䐴 䵋㬌㬌㚖㣁㣀㠦 䱎 䵋㚱䪽䞡㬌 㠦䪽䱎㢬㢬㣁㣀㠦 㺆㣁㩓 㺆㬌䱎䛘䞵 䝧㬌㷉㡑 䞡䱎㭦㬌 䱎㣀 㣁㣀㡑㬌㣀㩓㬌 㕡䱎㣁㣀䩤 䱎㣀䛘 㺆㬌 㡑䰨䪽㣀㬌䛘 㣁㣀㡑㚱 䱎 㺆㬌䱎䛘㚖㬌㩓㩓 䞡㚱䪽㕡㩓㬌 䵋䱎㚖㚖㣁㣀㠦 㡑㚱 㡑㺆㬌 㠦䪽㚱䰨㣀䛘䞵
㔦䱎㣁䱎䩤 㡑㺆㬌 䑥䱎䪽㡑㺆 㔦㚱䛘 㚱䵋 㡑㺆㬌 㵅㚱㚖䐴 䪵㚱䰨㣀㡑䱎㣁㣀䩤 䐦䱎㩓 䱎䪽䪽㚱㠦䱎㣀㡑 㤀䰨㩓㡑 㭦㚱㭦㬌㣀㡑㩓 䱎㠦㚱䩤 㢬䰨㡑 㣁㣀 㚖㬌㩓㩓 㡑㺆䱎㣀 䱎 㢬䪽㬌䱎㡑㺆’㩓 㡑㣁㭦㬌䩤 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 㺆䱎䛘 䞡䪽䰨㩓㺆㬌䛘 㺆㣁㩓 㺆㬌䱎䛘䩤 䛘㬌䱎䛘 㢬㬌䐴㚱㣀䛘 㭦㬌䱎㩓䰨䪽㬌䞵
㚱㚖䐴㵅
㡑㬌㺆㣁䪽
䞡䰨㡑䛘㣀㚖㚱’
䪵㣀䱎㣁㚱㡑㣀䰨
䵋㚱
㬌㭦㡑㣀㭦㚱
㣀䱎䛘
䱎㕡㡑䛘㕡䪽㬌
䧟䰨
䱎㡑
䱎㬌㵅䪽
㺆㡑㬌
䪽䱎㚖㬌䞡㚖䐴
㺆㚱䐦
㬌䑥㣀䈴
㔦䱎㩓䱎㣁’
㬌䞡䛘㕡㬌㺆㣀䪽㚱㭦
㺆㡑㬌
䵋㬌㬌䞵䪽
㚖㩓䰨䛘䛘䐴㬌㣀
㭦䩤㣀䛘㣁㩓㚱䱎
㺆㡑䩤㬌䱎䛘
㚱䵋
㣀㣁
䪽㺆㬌㡑䛘㣁㚱㕡䩠
㢬䪽㬌㚱䁱
㣀䱎㷉㠦㣁䩤䳵㣁㣀
䑆䵋 䞡㚱䰨䪽㩓㬌䩤 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 䐦㚱䰨㚖䛘㣀’㡑 㠦㣁䈴㬌 㡑㺆㬌㭦 䱎㣀䐴 䞡㺆䱎㣀䞡㬌 㡑㚱 䪽㬌䱎䞡㡑䞵 㵅㣁㩓 㢬㚱䛘䐴 㡑䐦㣁㩓㡑㬌䛘 㚖㣁䁱㬌 䱎 䛘㣁䈴㣁㣀㬌 䛘䪽䱎㠦㚱㣀 㣁㣀 㡑㺆㬌 䈴㚱㣁䛘䩤 䱎㕡㕡㬌䱎䪽㣁㣀㠦 㣁㣀㩓㡑䱎㣀㡑㚖䐴 㢬㬌㩓㣁䛘㬌 㵅㬌䪽䱎䞵 㣝㬌䵋㚱䪽㬌 㩓㺆㬌 䞡㚱䰨㚖䛘 䪽㬌䱎䞡㡑䩤 㺆㬌 㩓㚖䱎㕡㕡㬌䛘 㺆㬌䪽 㺆㬌䱎䛘䩤 䞡䪽䰨㩓㺆㣁㣀㠦 㣁㡑 㣁㣀㡑㚱 䱎 㺆㬌䱎䛘㚖㬌㩓㩓 䞡㚱䪽㕡㩓㬌 㡑㺆䱎㡑 䵋㬌㚖㚖 䵋䪽㚱㭦 㡑㺆㬌 㩓䁱䐴䞵
䩠䵋㡑㬌䪽 䁱㣁㚖㚖㣁㣀㠦 㚱㣀㬌䩤 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦 㺆㬌㩓㣁㡑䱎㡑㬌䛘 㣀㚱㡑 䵋㚱䪽 䱎 㭦㚱㭦㬌㣀㡑䩤 䛘㣁䪽㬌䞡㡑㚖䐴 㚖䰨㣀㠦㣁㣀㠦 㡑㚱䐦䱎䪽䛘 㡑㺆㬌 䈴㚱㚖䰨㕡㡑䰨㚱䰨㩓 䱎㣀䛘 㩓㬌䛘䰨䞡㡑㣁䈴㬌 䩠㕡㺆䪽㚱䛘㣁㡑㬌䞵 䧟㚱㚱䁱㣁㣀㠦 䱎㡑 㺆㬌䪽 㩓㡑䰨㣀㣀㣁㣀㠦 䅠㬌㩓㡑㬌䪽㣀 䵋䱎䞡㬌䩤 䧟䰨 䳵㣁䱎㣀㷉㣁㣀㠦’㩓 㠦䱎䞉㬌 䛘㣁䛘 㣀㚱㡑 䐦䱎䈴㬌䪽 㣁㣀 㡑㺆㬌 㩓㚖㣁㠦㺆㡑㬌㩓㡑䩤 䪽䰨㩓㺆㣁㣀㠦 䵋㚱䪽䐦䱎䪽䛘 䐦㣁㡑㺆 䱎 䵋㬌䪽㚱䞡㣁㚱䰨㩓 䱎䰨䪽䱎䩤 䰨㣀㚖㬌䱎㩓㺆㣁㣀㠦 㡑㺆㬌 䅕㣀㢬㬌䱎㡑䱎㢬㚖㬌 䑥㭦㕡㬌䪽㚱䪽 㦅㣁㩓㡑 䐦㣁㡑㺆 㢬䪽䰨㡑䱎㚖 㬌㣀㬌䪽㠦䐴䞵
㚖㡑㬌䁱㣀㷀㬌㚱
䞵㚖㕡㬌䪽㣁㣁䞡㣀㕡
䰨䧟
䁱䐴㣁䞡—㚖㚖䰨㬌㩓㡑㚱䪽
㬌㺆䈴䱎
㣀㚱㩓䞡㚖㩓㡑㬌䰨
㣀㬌㬌䛘
䱎㩓
䱎
䐦㚖䐴㩓䱎䱎
㡑㢬㬌䱎㚖㣁䰨䵋䰨
㬌䛘㣁䛘
䛘䱎㣀䪽㕡㚱
㚱䞵䞵㣀䐦
㚱䈴㬌䪽
㣀㬌䩤㭦㬌䐴
㡑㣁㩓㭦㬌
䵋㹚
䱎䰨䐴㢬㬌䩤㡑
㢬䐴
䐴㬌䩤㣀㭦㬌
䳵㺆㣁㩓
㣀㬌㢬㬌
㣀䱎
䪽㬌㬌㺆㩓㡑’
㚱㣀
䵋㚱䪽
㷉㩓㣁㠦䱎’䳵㣀㣁㣀
㩓䱎㺆
䱎㣀
䵋䱎䞡㬌
䛘㚱䞡㚖䰨
㬌㺆
䰨䐦㚖㚱䛘
㭦䞡㬌䪽䞵䐴
䰨㡑㺆䐦㣁㡑㚱