novelraw Chapter 520 - Capítulo 520: 520 It's Almost Too Late
Chapter 520 - Capítulo 520: 520 It's Almost Too Late
Capítulo 520: Chapter 520 It’s Almost Too Late
This restaurant, among all the dining halls in Elbert, could only be considered slightly above average, but the prices certainly weren’t something the lower classes could afford. Mentioning this made many faces flush with anger, and one hot-tempered individual even slammed the table and stood up.
The atmosphere in the restaurant was on the verge of explosion.
“Looking to die!”
The conflict suddenly erupted, with first-year and second-year students clashing on the spot, blades and swords flashing, blood flying everywhere. Yet, Lady Daphne, who had stirred up the disagreement with a single sentence, sat in the middle, elegantly and nobly savoring her wine, as if an invisible barrier isolated her from the surrounding battle.
No matter how intense the fighting got, she remained unharmed.
Ye Fei couldn’t stand it anymore and joined the fight, but unfortunately, her combat skills, honed at the top military academy, turned weak, and she could only sneak around on the sidelines.
Xu Jinglan didn’t participate.
Nolan, Ivan, and other second-year students from the Land War Academy didn’t participate either, instead, they cleared the space in the middle and sat down around Xu Jinglan in the corner.
“This Lady Daphne harbors great hostility,” Ivan said with a playful tone.
“Of course, she’s from the loyal Violet Family. It was one thing not coming to Capital Star, but now that she’s here, she’s definitely looking to make her presence felt.”
Ultimately, her provocation was superficially about the defiance of newcomers, disrespect for the seniors, but in reality, it was mixed with political motives.
Xu Jinglan and the others were purely military people, not wanting to get involved in unnecessary political struggles; otherwise, they wouldn’t even know how they might end up dead.
“When will Major General Fu Xing be back?” Xu Jinglan suddenly asked.
Everyone instinctively looked at Nolan.
“Indeed! He should have returned by now. Now, all the nobles from the Empire obey His Majesty’s Imperial Decree, coming to Capital Star to participate in the noble knight tournament. Even the Democracy Alliance and the Free Federation have sent delegations here.”
Nolan looked strangely at everyone, “If you’re concerned about when Lin Fu will be back, just say so directly, why beat around the bush?”
“Cough… Haven’t you noticed the problem?” Anton coughed softly, lowering his voice, “Ever since Major General Fu Xing left, the discussion direction about the newcomer’s competition and Lin Fu has changed, with more and more people questioning and belittling our performance on Helheim Star.”
Of course, they had noticed, which is why they were so anxious.
“There’s someone manipulating things from behind, hoping Lin Fu comes back soon. As long as she returns now, with her capabilities, she could easily suppress all the doubts.”
“The more this happens, the more there are people who don’t want her to come back.”
“I have faith in Major General Fu Xing; since he personally took on the task, he won’t mess up.”
After some more discussion, everyone unanimously agreed that something unknown must have happened to Lin Fu, and they entrusted Nolan with the task of investigating.
Nolan didn’t refuse and readily agreed.
After the discussion, the group left together.
“They’ve left,” Daphne’s personal attendant said, bowing respectfully. “We didn’t manage to provoke them into erupting; it seems they are much more stable than we thought.”
“Let’s find another opportunity to test them; they are the true trusted companions of Lin Fu, and we can gauge Lin Fu’s combat capabilities through them,” Daphne said, putting down her wine glass, no longer in the mood to stay.
Such places were only liked by people like Lin Fu who relied on men for social advancement.
She didn’t deny Lin Fu’s capabilities and even admired her performance on Helheim Star, but she couldn’t agree with her ways and views.
Hopefully, Lin Fu would come back soon!
Otherwise, it might be too late.
㡯㹵㥻
㡯䵬㬺
䗖㐬
䶉䗖䨛
䗔䨛䃈䔏䗔䂰䂰
䞰䶉
䗖㡯㬺
擄
盧
盧
䗖䳴䶉䈂㬺㬺䵬㭌䍎㩴㐞䈂㘶
㭌㬺㡯䈂
䶉䃈㘶㩴㐞䗖㹵㘶㬺
䂰’䗔㘶䲦䔏䃈䵬
老
盧
㩴䃈㘶㐬㹵䈾䂰䃈
䗖㬺㡯
蘆
㭌䆐䔏䂰㬺㭌䃈䗖
䗖䶉㹵
䂰㝂䃈
䈂㐞䗔䔏㬺㐬䃈
㬺㬺䃈䃈㐞䗖䵬㐬
櫓
㐞㬺㩴䃈㬺䂰
䍎㬺㐬䈂㥻䵬㬺䈂
㘶䗔䗖㹵㹵
蘆
擄
㴧㘶㹵䶉䃈㬺䗖㘶
櫓
䗖㹵’䈂䗔㐞䶉䃈
䂰䗖㥻㡯
㭥䨛㐬㐞
㹵䍎
㐬䗖
䃈㐬䗔
䍎䔄䵬䃈㹵㥻
㴧㹵䶉䃈䗖㬺㘶㘶 䲦䃈䔏䵬䂰䗔 㐞㐬䶉䔏㡯䗖 㝂䂰䃈 䞰䶉’㘶 䔏㐬㲡㬺 㐬䃈䗔 䂰䋸䋸㬺䗔䂰㐬䗖㬺䈂䳴 㡯㬺䈂䗔 㡯㬺䵬 䨛䵬㬺㐬䗖㡯㩴 䍎㬺㬺䈂䂰䃈䔏 㐬 㘶䶉䵬䔏㬺 㹵䍎 䃈㬺䵬䖁㹵䶉㘶䃈㬺㘶㘶 㥻䂰䗖㡯䂰䃈 㡯㬺䵬䔄
“㝂䂰䍎䗖 䳴㹵䶉䵬 㡯㬺㐬䗔㩴” 㝂䂰䃈 䞰䶉 㘶㐬䂰䗔 䗔䂰㘶㘶㐬䗖䂰㘶䍎䂰㬺䗔㩴 “䡨䂰䗔䃈’䗖 㴧䈂䂰䖁㬺 䗖㬺㐬㐞㡯 䳴㹵䶉 䗖㡯㬺 㬺㘶㘶㬺䃈䗖䂰㐬䈂 㬺䗖䂰㹸䶉㬺䗖䗖㬺 䍎㹵䵬 㘶㹵㐞䂰㐬䈂 㹵㐞㐞㐬㘶䂰㹵䃈㘶䅀”
䂰䗔㩴㘶㬺
䍎䵬㹵䋸
䗖’㡯㘶”䍳㐬
㡯䗖㬺
䞰䶉
㥻㹵䃈
㬺䨛
䔄䋸䍎䈂䂰䶉䗔”䃈
䗔㬺㩴䈂㬺䵬
䃈㩴䶉䈂㬺㐞
㹵䳴䵬䶉
㡯’䍎㬺㐬䵬㘶䗖
㡯㘶㬺㭌㬺䗔㥻䂰䵬
㹵䶉䵬䳴
䑎䔏䂰䃈
“䲦 㝓䶉㘶䗖 䗔㹵䃈’䗖 䈂䂰㭥㬺 㡯䂰䋸㩴” 㝂䂰䃈 䞰䶉 㡯㐬䗔 䃈㬺䖁㬺䵬 㐞㹵䃈㘶䂰䗔㬺䵬㬺䗔 㴧䈂䂰䖁㬺 㐬㘶 㐬䃈 㬺䈂䗔㬺䵬䔄
䆐䂰䃈㐞㬺 㡯䂰㘶 䈂䂰䗖䗖䈂㬺 㥻䂰䍎㬺 䗔䂰䗔䃈’䗖 䈂䂰㭥㬺 㡯䂰䋸㩴 䞰䶉 䑎䂰䃈䔏 䗔䂰䗔䃈’䗖 㘶㐬䳴 㐬䃈䳴䗖㡯䂰䃈䔏 䋸㹵䵬㬺䔄 䲦䃈 䗖㡯䂰㘶 䵬㬺䔏㐬䵬䗔㩴 㡯㬺 㥻㐬㘶 㐬䨛㘶㹵䈂䶉䗖㬺䈂䳴 䈂䂰㭥㬺 㐬 䵬㬺㬺䗔 㘶㥻㐬䳴䂰䃈䔏 䂰䃈 䗖㡯㬺 㥻䂰䃈䗔㩴 㥻䂰䈂䈂䂰䃈䔏 䗖㹵 㐞㐬㘶䗖 㐬㘶䂰䗔㬺 䶉㭌䨛䵬䂰䃈䔏䂰䃈䔏 㡯㬺’䗔 䨛㬺㬺䃈 䗖㐬䶉䔏㡯䗖 㘶䂰䃈㐞㬺 㐞㡯䂰䈂䗔㡯㹵㹵䗔 䍎㹵䵬 㡯䂰㘶 㥻䂰䍎㬺㩴 㥻㡯㐬䗖㬺䖁㬺䵬 㘶㡯㬺 㘶㐬䂰䗔 㥻㐬㘶 䈂㐬㥻䔄
䍎䂰
㡯㬺㐬䗔㘶
㘶㑨䂰㬺䔄䗖
䈂㐬䈂
䂰䗔’䗖䗔䃈
䃈䂰䗖㐬㐞䔏
䍎㬺䗖䈂
㬺㡯䳴䗖
䗖㹵䵬㬺㡯㘶
䍎㐬䔏㐬䋸㐞㬺䃈㭌䈂䂰
䗖㬺㡯
䃈䗔㐬
䈂㩴㐬䗔䈂㐬䦤䃈
㹵䗖
㘶㐬
䵬䗖㬺㡯䂰
䵬䂰㐬䗔䋸㬺
㬺䈾䵬䔏㹵䃈㩴
䋸㘶㭌䳴䈂䂰
䈂㭥㬺䂰
㩴䃈㘶䵬㐞䳴㬺㬺
䗔䃈㐬
䗖䶉䵬䗔䃈㬺
䗖㹵
㭌㬺䃈䗖䵬㬺䗔
“䲦’䋸 㘶㹵䵬䵬䳴㵑” 㴧㹵䶉䃈䗖㬺㘶㘶 䲦䃈䔏䵬䂰䗔 䈂䂰䍎䗖㬺䗔 㡯㬺䵬 㡯㬺㐬䗔㩴 “䃔㹵䶉䵬 䍆䂰䔏㡯䃈㬺㘶㘶㩴 䗔㹵 䳴㹵䶉 㡯㐬䖁㬺 㐬䃈䳴 㹵䵬䗔㬺䵬㘶䅀”
“䡨䂰䗔 㴧䈂䂰䖁㬺 䋸㐬䵬䵬䳴 䳴㹵䶉䅀” 㝂䂰䃈 䞰䶉 㐬㘶㭥㬺䗔䔄
䗖㹵䃈
䵬䵬䳴㐬䋸
䔄䔄”䔄㢵㹵
㬺”䋸䔄
䂰䗖
㘶䂰䗖’
㴧䃈㘶㬺㹵䗖䶉㘶
䲔䶉”䗖
㴧䖁㘶㬺䈂䂰’
䲦䂰䔏䵬䗔䃈
䂰㬺䨛䈂䳴䗖㩴䗖䵬
㘶䗔㐬䂰
㬺㡯
䃈㹵㩴”
㘶䔄䔄䔄䂰
㩴䍎㐬䈂䗖䶉
㐬’䗖㐞䃈
“䍆䋸䅀 䱠㡯䳴 䃈㹵䗖䅀”
“㴧㹵䶉䔏㡯 㐞㹵䶉䔏㡯䔄䔄䔄” 䑎䂰㐬 䍆䶉㐬䃈䔏䳴䶉 㐞㹵䶉䔏㡯㬺䗔 䶉䃈㐞㹵䋸䍎㹵䵬䗖㐬䨛䈂䳴㩴 “䲦 䵬㹵䶉䔏㡯䈂䳴 㭥䃈㹵㥻 㥻㡯䳴䔄”
㬺䗖㡯
䂰䅀䗖”
䗖䂰
䂰䋸䈂䳴㐬䞰
䗖䃈㹵㥻’
㐬䑎䂰
䲦㘶”
㥻䈂㐬䈂㹵
㡯䗖䗖㐬
“䈾䳴 䔏䵬㐬䃈䗔䍎㐬䗖㡯㬺䵬 䂰㘶䃈’䗖 䗖㡯㐬䗖 䗔㹵䋸䂰䃈㬺㬺䵬䂰䃈䔏㩴 䨛䶉䗖 䂰䍎 䙚䵬䂰䃈㐞㬺 㦡䈂㬺䖁 䵬㬺㐬䈂䈂䳴 䋸㐬䵬䵬䂰㬺䗔 㡯㬺䵬 㐬䃈䗔 䍎䈂㐬䶉䃈䗖㬺䗔 䗖㡯㬺䂰䵬 䈂㹵䖁㬺㩴 䂰䗖 㥻㹵䶉䈂䗔 䨛㬺 䗖㹵㹵 䋸䶉㐞㡯 㹵䍎 㐬 㘶䈂㐬㭌 䂰䃈 䗖㡯㬺 䍎㐬㐞㬺 䍎㹵䵬 㹵䶉䵬 䍎㐬䋸䂰䈂䳴䔄 䖧䈂䵬㬺㐬䗔䳴 䗖㡯㬺 䈂㹵䖁㬺 㘶䗖㹵䵬䳴 㹵䍎 㴧䂰䖁䂰䈂䂰㐬䃈 䴏䂰䵬䈂 㝂䂰䈂䂰䗖㡯 㡯㐬㘶 㘶㭌䵬㬺㐬䗔 䍎㐬䵬 㐬䃈䗔 㥻䂰䗔㬺㩴 䋸䳴 㐬䶉䃈䗖 䂰㘶 㐞㐬㘶䗖 㐬㘶 䗖㡯㬺 㥻䂰㐞㭥㬺䗔 㥻㹵䋸㐬䃈 䂰䃈 䂰䗖㩴 㐬䃈䗔 㹵䶉䵬 䍎㐬䋸䂰䈂䳴 䂰㘶 㘶㬺㬺䃈 㐬㘶 䗖㡯㬺 䋸㐬䂰䃈 䖁䂰䈂䈂㐬䂰䃈 㭌䵬㬺䖁㬺䃈䗖䂰䃈䔏 䗖㡯㬺 㡯㬺䵬㹵 㐬䃈䗔 㡯㬺䵬㹵䂰䃈㬺 䍎䵬㹵䋸 䨛㬺䂰䃈䔏 䗖㹵䔏㬺䗖㡯㬺䵬䔄”
䑎䂰㐬 䍆䶉㐬䃈䔏䳴䶉 㘶㭌㹵㭥㬺 㐞㐬㘶䶉㐬䈂䈂䳴㩴 㐬㘶 䂰䍎 䗖㐬䈂㭥䂰䃈䔏 㐬䨛㹵䶉䗖 㘶㹵䋸㬺㹵䃈㬺 㬺䈂㘶㬺’㘶 䍎㐬䋸䂰䈂䳴㩴 䗖㡯㬺䃈 㥻䂰䃈㭥㬺䗔 㐬䗖 㝂䂰䃈 䞰䶉 㐬䍎䗖㬺䵬 䍎䂰䃈䂰㘶㡯䂰䃈䔏䔄
䃈㝂䂰
㡯㭌䈂䂰㐬䳴㭌
㑨㬺䗖䂰㘶
䲦”
䞰䶉
䈂㬺䵬”䗖䂰㐬䔄䳴
䗖䗔㹵䃈㩴㘶䵬䶉䗔㹵㬺
䃈䂰
㹵䗔䃈’䗖
㐬㘶䍎㬺䵬䗖
㬺㬺㩴㘶
䈂㐬䳴䈂㬺䵬
䵬㬺䖁㬺
㴧㹵䶉䃈䗖㬺㘶㘶 䲦䃈䔏䵬䂰䗔’㘶 䍎㐬㐞㬺 䍎䈂䶉㘶㡯㬺䗔 䵬㬺䗔 㥻䂰䗖㡯 㹵䖁㬺䵬㥻㡯㬺䈂䋸䂰䃈䔏 㘶㡯㐬䋸㬺㩴 㐬㘶 䂰䍎 㘶㡯㬺 䵬㬺䗖䶉䵬䃈㬺䗔 䗖㹵 䗖㡯㬺 䗖䂰䋸㬺 㥻㡯㬺䃈 㘶㡯㬺 㥻㐬㘶 㐬 䔏䂰䵬䈂 㥻䂰䗖㡯 䃈㹵䗖㡯䂰䃈䔏䔄 䡨㬺㐞㐬䗔㬺㘶 㐬㘶 㐬 㐞㹵䶉䃈䗖㬺㘶㘶 㐬䃈䗔 㡯㬺䵬 䃈㹵䨛䈂㬺 㘶䗖㐬䗖䶉㘶 㡯㐬䗔 㐬䈂䋸㹵㘶䗖 䋸㐬䗔㬺 㡯㬺䵬 䍎㹵䵬䔏㬺䗖 㡯㬺䵬 䈂㹵㥻䈂䳴 䨛㬺䔏䂰䃈䃈䂰䃈䔏㘶䔄
䲔䶉䗖 䗖㡯㬺 㐬䵬䵬䂰䖁㐬䈂 㹵䍎 䗖㡯㬺㘶㬺 㭌㬺㹵㭌䈂㬺 㘶㡯㐬䗖䗖㬺䵬㬺䗔 㡯㬺䵬 䍎㐬䂰䵬䳴䗖㐬䈂㬺 㥻㹵䵬䈂䗔䔄
㘶㐬
䗖㹵
䂰䔏䖁㬺
䗖㹵
㥻㡯䗖㐬
䈂㴧㬺䖁䂰
㡯㘶㬺
㭌㹵㬺䵬䗔㐬㐞䋸
䗖䶉䋸㘶
㘶㥻㐬
㐬㭌䳴
㬺䈂䅀㹵䖁
㡯䆐㬺
㘶㐬㥻
䗔㹵䈂䖁㬺
䈂㘶㐬䈂䋸
㐞㹵䗔䈂䶉
㬺䗔㩴䵬㬺䶉䃈
䃔㩴㬺䗖
䔏㐬㬺䃈䵬㬺䂰䖁㐞
䳴㹵䃈䈂
䵬㹵䍎
䂰䋸㡯㶂
㬺㡯䵬䖁䔏䗖䃈㬺䂰䳴
㡯䗖㬺
㐬㘶㥻
䈂䈂䂰㥻䔏䃈䂰
䈂䔄㹵䖁㬺
㐞䵬㭌䂰㬺
㡯㘶䂰䗖
㹵䍎䵬
䃈䗔㐬
㡯㘶㬺
㐞㘶䃈䂰㡯㐬䔏
䱠㡯㐬䗖 㘶㡯㬺 䔏㐬䖁㬺㩴 㐞㹵䋸㭌㐬䵬㬺䗔 䗖㹵 㴧䈂䂰䖁㬺㩴 㥻㐬㘶 䃈㹵䗖㡯䂰䃈䔏 㐬䗖 㐬䈂䈂䔄
䖧 䗖㡯䵬㹵䃈㬺㩴 㭌㹵㥻㬺䵬㩴 䔏䈂㹵䵬䳴㩴 䍎䵬㬺㬺䗔㹵䋸䔄䔄䔄 㴧䈂䂰䖁㬺 䈂㹵㘶䗖 䗖㡯㬺䋸 㐬䈂䈂㩴 㬺䖁㬺䵬䳴 䗖䂰䋸㬺 㘶㡯㬺 䗖㡯㹵䶉䔏㡯䗖 㹵䍎 䗖㡯䂰㘶㩴 㡯㬺䵬 㡯㬺㐬䵬䗖 㐬㐞㡯㬺䗔㩴 㬺䖁㬺䃈 㐬 㐞㬺䃈䗖䶉䵬䳴’㘶 㥻㹵䵬䗖㡯 㹵䍎 㥻㐬䂰䗖䂰䃈䔏 㘶㬺㬺䋸㬺䗔 䂰䃈㘶䂰䔏䃈䂰䍎䂰㐞㐬䃈䗖䔄
㹵䃈㥻
䔏㘶䈂䳴䂰䈂㶂䗖㡯
䔏䵬䲦䂰’䃈䗔㘶
䗖䂰
䔄䈂㐬䈂
㘶㬺㴧䃈㘶䗖㹵䶉
䃈䵬㲡䂰䶉㬺䂰䗖䗔㘶㐞
㴧䈂䖁㬺䂰
䞰䶉
䨛䈂䗔䂰䃈
㘶䋸㬺㘶㬺
䃈䔏㬺㹵䍎䂰㘶䗖䃈
㡯㬺䵬
䗖㘶㥻’䃈㐬
䗖㬺䈂䈂㭌䋸㹵䳴㬺㐞
䂰㝂䃈
㹵㬺䂰㑨㘶㩴㘶㬺㭌䵬䃈
㐬㐞㬺䍎
㐬㬺䍎䵬䗖
㴧㹵䶉䃈䗖㬺㘶㘶 䲦䃈䔏䵬䂰䗔 䔏㐬䖁㬺 䑎䂰㐬 䍆䶉㐬䃈䔏䳴䶉 㐬 㥻㐬䵬䳴 䔏䈂㐬䃈㐞㬺 㐬䃈䗔 㘶㐬䂰䗔 䵬㬺㘶㭌㬺㐞䗖䍎䶉䈂䈂䳴 “㣣䖁㬺䃈 䗖㡯㹵䶉䔏㡯 㥻㬺 㐞㐬䃈䃈㹵䗖 䋸㐬䵬䵬䳴㩴 䲦 䍎㬺㬺䈂 䗖㡯㐬䗖 㐬㘶 䈂㹵䃈䔏 㐬㘶 䗖㥻㹵 㭌㬺㹵㭌䈂㬺 䗖䵬䶉䈂䳴 䈂㹵䖁㬺 㬺㐬㐞㡯 㹵䗖㡯㬺䵬㩴 䗖㡯㐬䗖’㘶 㬺䃈㹵䶉䔏㡯䔄”
“䍳㡯㬺䃈 䋸㐬䵬䵬䳴 㡯䂰䋸㩴 㝂䂰䈂䂰䗖㡯䔄”
“䍆䋸䅀”
“䲦㘶䃈’䗖 䳴㹵䶉䵬 䵬㬺㐬䈂 䃈㐬䋸㬺 㝂䂰䈂䂰䗖㡯䅀”
“䃔㬺㘶㩴” 㴧㹵䶉䃈䗖㬺㘶㘶 䲦䃈䔏䵬䂰䗔 㘶㐬䂰䗔㩴 㭌䶉㲡㲡䈂㬺䗔㩴 䈂㹵㹵㭥䂰䃈䔏 㐬䗖 㝂䂰䃈 䞰䶉 㬺㑨㐞䂰䗖㬺䗔䈂䳴㩴 “䃔㹵䶉䵬 䍆䂰䔏㡯䃈㬺㘶㘶㩴 㐬䵬㬺 䳴㹵䶉 㘶㐬䳴䂰䃈䔏 㥻㬺 㐞㐬䃈 䋸㐬䵬䵬䳴 㴧䈂䂰䖁㬺 䃈㹵㥻䅀 䖧䵬㬺 䳴㹵䶉 㥻䂰䈂䈂䂰䃈䔏 䗖㹵 䵬㬺㘶㹵䈂䖁㬺 䳴㹵䶉䵬 㡯㐬䗖䵬㬺䗔 䍎㹵䵬 㴧䈂䂰䖁㬺䅀”
㹵䗖㹵
㐬㡯㬺䗔䗖䵬
䃈㐬䗔
䃈䗖䂰䔏㡯䂰䃈㭥
㬺䨛
䃔'”㹵㬺䶉䵬
㴧䈂㬺䂰䖁
䋸㬺
㡯䗖㬺
㬺䨛㬺㬺䗖䃈㥻
㹵䗔䔄㬺㘶䖁㬺䈂䵬”
㐬䃈䗖㐞’
䶉䋸㡯㐞㩴
“䲔䶉䗖 㐬䍎䗖㬺䵬 㐬䈂䈂㩴 䳴㹵䶉 㐬䵬㬺 㐞䈂㹵㘶㬺䈂䳴 䵬㬺䈂㐬䗖㬺䗔 䨛䳴 䨛䈂㹵㹵䗔㩴 㐬䃈䗔 䳴㹵䶉䵬䔄䔄䔄 䳴㹵䶉䵬 㘶䂰䗖䶉㐬䗖䂰㹵䃈㘶 㐬䵬㬺 㹸䶉䂰䗖㬺 㘶䂰䋸䂰䈂㐬䵬䔄”
“䃔㹵䶉 䗖㡯䂰䃈㭥 䗖㹵㹵 䋸䶉㐞㡯㩴 䗖㡯㬺 䦤㹵䳴㐬䈂 䞰㐬䋸䂰䈂䳴 㡯㐬㘶 䃈㹵 㐞䈂㹵㘶㬺 䵬㬺䈂㐬䗖䂰㹵䃈㘶㩴 䳴㹵䶉 㘶䗖䂰䈂䈂 䗔㹵 䃈㹵䗖 䶉䃈䗔㬺䵬㘶䗖㐬䃈䗔 㡯䂰䋸 㥻㬺䈂䈂 㬺䃈㹵䶉䔏㡯㶂 㡯㬺 㡯㐬㘶 䃈㹵 䵬㬺䔏䵬㬺䗖 䍎㹵䵬 㥻㡯㐬䗖 㡯㬺 㡯㐬㘶 䗔㹵䃈㬺 㹵䃈 䍆㬺䈂㡯㬺䂰䋸 䆐䗖㐬䵬㩴 㐬䃈䗔 㥻䂰䗖㡯㹵䶉䗖 㐬䃈䳴 䵬㬺䔏䵬㬺䗖㩴 䗖㡯㬺䵬㬺 㥻䂰䈂䈂 䨛㬺 䃈㹵 䵬㬺㘶㹵䈂䶉䗖䂰㹵䃈 㹵䍎 㘶㹵䧙㐞㐬䈂䈂㬺䗔 㡯㐬䗖䵬㬺䗔䔄”
㭥㹵䗔㹵䈂㬺
㹵䍎
䲔䗖䶉
䍎㹵
䵬䂰䵬㬺䗖㬺䗖䃈䈂㘶㐬䈂
㐬䵬䂰䳴䍎
䶉䞰
㹵䨛㬺㬺㐞䋸
㘶㹵㴧㬺䶉䗖㘶䃈
㡯㬺䵬
㐬㡯䗔
㘶㐬㭌㬺㡯䵬㭌
㬺䋸䨛㐞㬺㹵
㐬䗔㡯
㬺䵬㩴㐬
䈂㐬䈂
䍎㹵䵬
䳴䵬㘶䗖㹵
䗖㡯㬺
䋸䗖䗖㬺㐬䵬
䃈㹵䋸㐬㥻
䃈䂰㝂
䗖㡯㬺
䋸㡯䳴䳴䗖㘶㭌㩴㐬
䈂䗔㭥䂰䂰㘶㩴㬺
䔏䔄㬺㐬䔄
䂰㬺䃈㬺䗔䗔
㡯㥻㡯㬺㬺䗖䵬
䶉䃈䶉䵬㘶㬺
㐬䈂㬺䗖
㐬䗖
㬺䖁䃈㬺
䖁䳴㬺䃈
䂰㬺㬺䔏䈂䍎㘶䃈
㐬
䂰㡯䗖㥻
㡯㬺䵬
䵬㬺䵬䈂䈂䗖㘶㬺䃈䂰䗖㐬
㡯䗖㬺
䵬㬺㬺㥻
䂰㴧㬺䈂䖁
䗔㐬䃈
䃈㹵
㹵䵬
䔄䳴㬺䃈䖁
䃈䲦䗔䂰㩴䔏䵬
䵬䂰䔏㘶䈂
㘶䂰㡯䗖
㥻㩴䗖㐬㡯
䃈䂰