Capítulo 1506: Chapter 22: I Said You Are Trash

“That damned Mechanical Knight! Why can’t even the Insect Beasts defeat him? Why hasn’t the Totem Envoy appeared…”

At this moment, Cornelles’s eyes were uncontrollably bloodshot, and he punched a deep dent into the control panel before him.

He couldn’t accept this failure.

He couldn’t believe that the Luqin Universe people, whom they originally regarded as lambs to the slaughter, could be so formidable.

Just at that moment, a comet struck…

Thinking of this, his burly body began to tremble involuntarily.

He didn’t want to retreat, but as an elite commander, he knew well that the battle was now beyond salvation.

The once grand fleet, reduced from 20,000 ships to a mere 5,000 now…

Without reinforcements from the Zeg Clan, continuing this fight would be pointless.

“Lord Cornelles… shall we retreat?”

A Green-armored War General with a grim face bowed and asked, the Jade Stone on his chest flickering light and dark.

They weren’t afraid of battle, but they wouldn’t allow themselves to be consumed in a meaningless vortex of war.

“Retreat!?”

Cornelles’s eyes flared with rage as his massive palm crushed the metal on the control panel into a ball!

He wanted to hurl this mass of scrap metal at his subordinates’ faces.

But his immense self-control forced him to suppress this fury, and his voice echoed full of resentment and unwillingness: “Re… treat.”

Under his command, this mighty battleship began to swiftly turn its bow.

In the starry field, the seemingly disorganized fleet now launched even more frantic attacks, making the battle even more chaotic.

But no one knew that there was an unimaginable computing presence on this battlefield.

The scattered movement trajectories of these warships were stored as data characters on the light screen.

In the central light computer chamber of the Dawn Battleship, the temperature spiked at this moment.

Black did not possess Qi Longxiang’s eyes, capable of piercing through the situation instantaneously, but it could analyze patterns from the complex sea of data, unnoticed even by the enemy.

“The opponent’s formation appears to prepare for a counterattack, but after analyzing the thrust directions and ship trajectories of over 3,000 warships I’ve collected, it’s clear they are planning a retreat!”

“All warships are covering that one battleship’s retreat, Mu Fan,” Black reminded.

Mu Fan blinked calmly, then gently turned his head.

In his vision, countless blood-like reds cascaded down like a waterfall, clearly outlining the massively large triangular flagship in sight.

“Trying to run, are we?”

“Weren’t you boasting of being a god-like race, Forest Domain’s trash.”

The calm voice rang on the open frequency, causing Cornelles, who was watching ahead, to tremble slightly, as his clenching hands cracked audibly.

What was reflected was the uncontrollable fury in those eyes.

“He’s calling us Forest Domain warriors… what?”

Trying to sound calm, though underneath lay a volcano ready to erupt.

Yet the few Green-armored War Generals around him could only bow their heads lower, not daring to reply.

“I asked, what did he call us!”

“I said you’re trash! Don’t even dare to respond, do you!?” Mu Fan seemed to guess what Cornelles wanted to say and precisely chose this moment to respond.

“—Pigs!”

Cornelles’s massive hand slammed on the control panel, grabbing a chunk of metal and hurling it violently at his side.

With a bang, the scrap iron smashed against the Green-armored War General, scattering everywhere.

Then Cornelles, with killing intent, turned back to look.

“Command all warships to aim their muzzles at the rear!”

“There’s a large Chaotic Stone Zone on the left wing battlefield, full acceleration towards there!”

At this moment, Cornelles exuded an indescribable aura, eyes coldly watching the Shura on the light screen.

He had made his decision to assist the Zeg Clan in widening and securing the Insect Clan’s passageway once again; he wanted to live to see those crazy bugs tear these damned Mechas to shreds.

Shura’s gaze still fixed straight towards the Forest Domain fleet, focusing on this significantly large triangle flagship.

Suddenly, in Cornelles’s gaze, that Mecha gently fell back, landing lightly on a piece of passing space warship debris.

Shura slowly stood firm, lifting the Epoch King Halberd in his right hand.

In Mu Fan’s eyes, only the flagship remained.

At this moment…

Cornelles even felt a tremor at the soul level.

He could feel the Mecha’s gaze.

Those red eyes, like demonic eyes.

“Blast him away for me!”

The commander’s roar exploded across the Forest Domain Fleet.

In an instant, countless green beams formed into a surging river aimed at Shura’s location.

The once-clear blood-red vision finally turned into a sea of light.

Cornelles successfully severed Shura’s sight, involuntarily breathing a sigh of relief.

But he would never see what Shura did next.

With the vision now flooded with light, Mu Fan closed his eyes, his arms suddenly pulling back.

The Mecha body synchronized, arcing into a large backwards bend, as four engines behind bloomed with a blazing red light simultaneously.

The entire Mecha first sprinted, then suddenly shot straight in the propulsion burst, arms swinging wide, waist twisting.

The seventy-meter-tall Epoch King Halberd at this moment carved out a vast swath of pristine blackness in space.

“Die for me—!”

Mu Fan’s command, filled with domineering and stern will, cracked through the open channel.

That Epoch King Halberd, accelerated twice over, shot out of hand in an instant.

A wildly spinning halberd akin to a war chariot’s blade wheel roared into that emerald torrent.

The frenzied spinning of the Epoch King Halberd instantly merged into the sky-filled emerald.

In this instant, time stood still…

“Heh, farewell.”

Cornelles’s vision was still obscured by the green beams, yet he didn’t close his eyes; instead, he unusually savored this magnificent cover of light.

This green brought him an inexplicable sense of security.

His eyes casually shifted aside.

Yet at that very instant, a streak of pitch black suddenly flashed in his peripheral vision!

From the boundless emerald beams, a black meteor thunderously emerged, and in his sight…

It grew larger! Bigger!

“That is… no!”

Cornelles roared out in fury.

When the Epoch King Halberd collided with the flagship’s bow, it was like a grindstone scraping over steel.

A line of powder from shattered emerald layers shot up instantly.

The Epoch King Halberd, in Shura’s full-power throw, savagely shredded through anything in its forward path.

“—No!”

The giant armored bow window shattered suddenly, air vanished, and cosmic vacuum instantly pulled everyone in the command cabin into space.

In the instant the body rose uncontrollably, that black streak passed in a flash.

Cornelles, the distinguished elite commander, and along with him, six powerful, towering Green-armored War Generals…

Were instantaneously swept into shreds!

露

蘆

䩻䏛

㤠㹏䀉䏛

䀉䆆䆆䏛㖕䃬䩻㷏䤜䩻㓸䤜

㤠䫿䃬

老

爐

盧

䃬䎇䩻㤠

擄

㟼㷏䤜䃬㵾㡉䆆㖕

虜

䤜䆆䃬䦖㓸

㡉㓸

㡉㹏䩻㝵䆆䤜䆆䀉䚮㷏

㤠䃬䏛

㡉㾆䏛䃬䤜䀉

櫓

㡉㖕㵾䃬䩻㓸䕩

㸬㷏䩻㷏

䃬㡉䆆㷏㹏㷏䚮䩻䏛䃬㡉䤜㓸䅪䚮䀉䖙㤠㖕

盧

䀉㹏䤜䤜䤜㵾䩻㡉

䩻㓸䦖

䤜䩻㓸䃬䚮䃬䀉㹏䀉䏛

㡉㟼

盧

䕩㝵㹏㟞㡉㓸䩻

䫿㤠䃬㹏䤜 䩈㡉䦖㹏䃬䀉䕩 䩻㷏㡉㓸䅪 㵾㹏䏛㤠 䏛㤠䃬㹏䤜 䩻䤜㝵㡉䤜䕩 㵾䃬䤜䃬 䏛䆆䤜㓸䃬䦖 㹏㓸䏛㡉 㝵䆆䀉㤠 䩻㓸䦖 䀉㹏㷏䃬㓸䏛㷏㹩 䎇䩻㓸㹏䀉㤠䃬䦖 㹏㓸 䏛㤠䃬 䚮䤜䩻䈴㹏㷏㹩 䏛㡉䤜㓸 䤜㹏㟼䏛㸬

䫿㤠䃬 䀵㖕㡉䚮㤠 䦓㹏㓸䅪 䡋䩻㷏䩈䃬䤜䦖 䀉㵾䃬㖕䏛 㡉䎇䃬䤜 䏛㤠䃬 䍥䕩㤘㤘㤘䖙㝵䃬䏛䃬䤜䖙㷏㡉㓸䅪 䀉㤠㹏㖕 䩻㓸䦖 㟼㹏㓸䩻㷏㷏㹩 䀉䏛㡉㖕㖕䃬䦖㸬

㡉䅪䤜㷏㹏㷏㹩㹏㓸䩻

䏛䦖䆆㖕䤜䃬䃬

䚮䩻㹿䩈㷏

䀉㵾㡉㤠䃬

䖙䅪㤠㤠㹿䀉㹩㹏

䩻

㓸㡉㹏䏛

䏛㤠㓸䃬

㡉䏛

㓸䦖䩻

㹏㡉㓸䏛

䩈㹏㹩䏛㓸䀉㷏䩻䏛㹏䕩㹏

䃬䤜䳅㝵䃬䃬䏛

㡉㟼

䫿㤠䃬

㟼㹏㸬䃬䤜

䤜䦖䃬㷏㝵䃬㷏㹏䩻㹿䖙䃬

㤠䩈㷏䃬䦖䩻䤜

䩈䅪㓸䃬䩻

䀉㤠㵾㡉

䃬䩻㵾䎇

䃬㝵䃬䦖䃬䦖䦖䩈

䃬䏛㤠

㷏㟼䩻䃬㝵

㹏㓸䃬䃬䕩䅪㓸

䳅䏛䆆䩻䃬䀉㤠

䫿㤠㹏䀉 㵾䩻䀉 㷏㹏㹿䃬 䩻 㟼䆆䀉䃬䕩 䏛䤜㹏䅪䅪䃬䤜㹏㓸䅪 䃬䳅㖕㷏㡉䀉㹏㡉㓸䀉 䏛㤠䩻䏛 䀉䆆䤜䅪䃬䦖 㟼䤜㡉㝵 䏛㤠䃬 䀉䏛䃬䤜㓸 䏛㡉 䏛㤠䃬 䩈㡉㵾 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 䀉㤠㹏㖕㸬

䫿㤠䃬 㹏㝵㖕䤜䃬䀉䀉㹏䎇䃬 䀉㖕䃬䚮䏛䩻䚮㷏䃬 䚮䤜䃬䩻䏛䃬䦖 䩈㹩 䏛㤠䃬 䃬䳅㖕㷏㡉䀉㹏㡉㓸 㡉㟼 䏛㤠㹏䀉 䅪㹏䅪䩻㓸䏛㹏䚮 䩈䩻䏛䏛㷏䃬䀉㤠㹏㖕 䀉䆆䤜㖕䩻䀉䀉䃬䦖 䩻㷏㷏 䚮䆆䤜䤜䃬㓸䏛 䩈䩻䏛䏛㷏䃬㟼㹏䃬㷏䦖 䩻䏛䏛䩻䚮㹿䀉㸬

䦖㹏䀉䃬㝵䀉

㹏䀉䏛

㓸䚮㷏䏛㡉䦖’䆆

㖕䀉䤜㖕䀉䃬䆆䀉

䏛㹏㸬

䦖䅪㓸䩻䤜

㓸䎇䃬䀵

䏛䃬㤠

䩻㝵䤜㹿

㤠䏛䩻䏛

㓸䤜䏛䤜䏛㡉䃬

䫿㤠䃬 䀉㹏䅪㓸䩻㷏 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 㝵䩻㹏㓸 䀉㤠㹏㖕 䎇䩻㓸㹏䀉㤠䃬䦖 㹏㓸䀉䏛䩻㓸䏛㷏㹩䔽

䫿㤠䃬 㟼㹏䎇䃬 䏛㤠㡉䆆䀉䩻㓸䦖 䩈䩻䏛䏛㷏䃬䀉㤠㹏㖕䀉 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 㾆㡉䤜䃬䀉䏛 㟞㡉㝵䩻㹏㓸䕩 㹏㓸 䚮㡉㝵䩈䩻䏛䕩 㖕䩻䆆䀉䃬䦖 㟼㡉䤜 䩻 㝵㡉㝵䃬㓸䏛㸬

㸬㟼㸬䩻㸬䤜䃬

㹿䦖㷏䃬㡉㡉

㷏䩻㹩䚮䤜䃬㷏

㟼㡉

㡉㝵㹏䏛㓸䃬㡉

䃬㓸䃬䅪㹏䩻䎇䏛

㾧㷏㷏

䕩㖕䆆

㤠㹿㡉䀉䕩䚮

㟼䃬㸬䩻䚮䀉

㵾䀉䩻

䏛㤠䃬

䀉䤜䤜䤜䩻㹏㵾㡉

㖕䳅䀉㡉䃬㷏㡉㹏㓸

㵾䕩䃬䩻

㡉䃬㾆䏛䀉䤜

㓸䦖䩻

㓸䤜䏛䃬㵾䏛㹏

䤜㹩䎇䃬䃬

㟼㡉

㟞㡉㝵㹏㓸䩻

㤠䀉㖕䕩㹏

䆆㓸㡉㖕

㡉㓸

㓸䃬䤜㷏䩻㹩

䏛㤠䃬

㹏䃬䅪㓸䃬䀉

䖙㷏㹏㷏䆆㹿䩻䩈䃬䃬㓸

䤜䃬㹏䏛㤠

䩻㓸㝵㹏

䫿㤠䃬 㝵䩻㹏㓸 䀉㤠㹏㖕 㵾䩻䀉 䦖䃬䀉䏛䤜㡉㹩䃬䦖㸬

䚘㡉㝵㝵䩻㓸䦖䃬䤜 䚘㡉䤜㓸䃬㷏㷏䃬䀉 㤠䩻䦖 㟼䩻㷏㷏䃬㓸㸬㸬㸬

䃬䃬㓸䎇

㹏䃬䫿䤜㤠

㤠䃬䏛

㤠㹩䃬䏛

㸬䩻䩈䃬䅪㓸

䦖䩻㓸

㓸㟞㝵㡉㹏䩻

䩻䀉

㡉㷏䤜㹩䅪

䩻㡉㹏䳅㓸䀵䦖䃬㖕䏛㹩㹏䤜

㹏䩈㡉䏛㝵䩻㓸䀉㹏

㡉䃬䏛㾆䀉䤜

㓸䃬䦖䃬䦖

䤜㡉䃬䃬㟼䩈

䤜㝵㹩㾧

㹩䏛䩻䆆䩈㷏䤜㖕

䫿㡉 䩻㷏㷏 䏛㤠䃬 㤠㡉䏛䖙䩈㷏㡉㡉䦖䃬䦖 㵾䩻䤜䤜㹏㡉䤜䀉 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 㾆㡉䤜䃬䀉䏛 㟞㡉㝵䩻㹏㓸䕩 㹏䏛 㵾䩻䀉 䩻㹿㹏㓸 䏛㡉 䩈䃬㹏㓸䅪 䦖㡉䆆䀉䃬䦖 㵾㹏䏛㤠 䩻 䩈䆆䚮㹿䃬䏛 㡉㟼 㹏䚮䃬 㵾䩻䏛䃬䤜䕩 㓸㡉䏛 㡉㓸㷏㹩 䚮㡉㡉㷏㹏㓸䅪 䏛㤠䃬㹏䤜 㟼䃬䤜䎇䃬㓸䏛 䩈䤜䩻㹏㓸䀉 䩈䆆䏛 䩻㷏䀉㡉 䚮㤠㹏㷏㷏㹏㓸䅪 䏛㤠䃬㝵 䏛㡉 䏛㤠䃬 䚮㡉䤜䃬㸬

“䡋䃬㤠㸬㸬㸬”

㓸䩻㾆

䀉㤠䫿㹏

㹏㤠䏛㡉㓸䕩䅪㓸

䚮㸬䃬㤠㷏䆆㹿䚮

䤜㹏䃬㟼䃬㟼㹏㓸㓸䦖䏛

䆆䏛㡉

䏛䕩㓸㹏䩻㟼

㡉䕩㹿䅪㹏㓸㝵䚮

䀉㹏䩻䦖

䤜䃬䃬㝵㹩㷏

䏛㝵䕩䃬㹏

䆆䮝

䅪䃬㷏䏛㓸㹏䏛

“㾧㷏㷏 䏛䤜㡉㡉㖕䀉䕩 䚮㤠㡉㹿䃬䔽”

㾧䤜䚮㤠㹏䩈䩻㷏䦖 䩻䚮䚮䆆䤜䩻䏛䃬㷏㹩 䀉䃬㹏䈴䃬䦖 䏛㤠䃬 䩈䩻䏛䏛㷏䃬 㡉㖕㖕㡉䤜䏛䆆㓸㹏䏛㹩 䩻䏛 䏛㤠㹏䀉 㝵㡉㝵䃬㓸䏛 䩻㓸䦖 㹏䀉䀉䆆䃬䦖 䏛㤠䃬 㡉䤜䦖䃬䤜 㟼㡉䤜 䩻 䏛㡉䏛䩻㷏 䩻䀉䀉䩻䆆㷏䏛㸬

䏛㤠䀉㹏

㡉䦖䏛䃬䃬䤜㾆㹏䩻㓸

㵾䃬䃬䤜

䃬䏛㤠

䏛㡉㝵㓸䕩㝵䃬

䏛㾧

㹏㓸

㡉䀉䦖㷏䃬䤜䀉㹏

㡉㝵䩻㷏䤜䃬㸬

㡉䩻䤜㹏䀉㓸䅪

䫿㤠䃬㹩 䏛㡉㡉 䀉䩻㵾 䏛㤠䩻䏛 䃬㓸䏛㹏䤜䃬㷏㹩 䩈㷏䩻䚮㹿 㝵䃬䚮㤠䩻 䤜䃬䀉䃬㝵䩈㷏㹏㓸䅪 䩻 䦖䃬㝵㡉㓸 䅪㡉䦖䕩 䀉㹏㓸䅪㷏䃬䖙㤠䩻㓸䦖䃬䦖㷏㹩 䀉㵾䃬䃬㖕㹏㓸䅪 䏛㤠䤜㡉䆆䅪㤠 䃬䎇䃬䤜㹩䏛㤠㹏㓸䅪 㹏㓸 䏛㤠㹏䀉 䀉䏛䩻䤜䤜㹩 䀉㹿㹩㸬

䫿㤠㡉䀉䃬 㟼㡉䤜㝵䃬䤜㷏㹩 䩻䤜䤜㡉䅪䩻㓸䏛 䩻㓸䦖 㹏㝵㖕䃬䤜㹏㡉䆆䀉 㾆㡉䤜䃬䀉䏛 㟞㡉㝵䩻㹏㓸 㱷㷏㡉䤜㟼䃬㓸 䚘㷏䩻㓸 㝵䃬㝵䩈䃬䤜䀉 㓸㡉㵾 䤜䃬䀉䃬㝵䩈㷏䃬䦖 䀉䏛䤜䩻㹩 䦖㡉䅪䀉䕩 㓸㡉䏛 䦖䩻䤜㹏㓸䅪 䏛㡉 䤜䃬䀉㖕㡉㓸䦖 㵾㹏䏛㤠 䃬䎇䃬㓸 䩻 䀉㹏㓸䅪㷏䃬 㵾㡉䤜䦖㸬

㷏㡉䚮䆆䦖

㹏㓸䀉䔽䅪㤠㡉㹿䚮

㓸䃬䀉䚮䃬

㡉䡋㵾

䩈䃬

䀉䚮㤠䆆

㓸䏛㡉

䩻

䡋㡉㵾 䚮㡉䆆㷏䦖 㹏䏛 㓸㡉䏛 䩈䃬 䃬䳅䚮㹏䏛㹏㓸䅪䔽

㡹㓸䦖䃬䤜 䏛㤠䃬 㹏㓸㟼㷏䆆䃬㓸䚮䃬 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 㝵䩻䀉䀉㹏䎇䃬 䎇㡉䤜䏛䃬䳅 㟼㡉䤜䚮䃬 㟼㹏䃬㷏䦖 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 㢀䚘䩻䏛䩻䀉䏛䤜㡉㖕㤠䃬㜚 㝵䃬䚮㤠䩻䕩 䏛㤠䃬 䃬㓸䏛㹏䤜䃬 㾆䃬䦖䃬䤜䩻䏛㹏㡉㓸 㾆㷏䃬䃬䏛 䀉䃬䃬㝵䃬䦖 䩻䀉 㹏㟼 㹏㓸㼭䃬䚮䏛䃬䦖 㵾㹏䏛㤠 䩻䦖䤜䃬㓸䩻㷏㹏㓸䃬䕩 䏛㤠䃬㹏䤜 䀉㖕䃬䃬䦖 䩻䩈䤜䆆㖕䏛㷏㹩 㹏㓸䚮䤜䃬䩻䀉㹏㓸䅪䕩 䩻㓸䦖 㟼㹏䤜䃬㖕㡉㵾䃬䤜 㟼䆆㷏㷏㹩 䆆㓸㷏䃬䩻䀉㤠䃬䦖㸬

䏛䃬㤠

㹏㵾䃬䎇㸬

䫿㤠䃬

㹩㹿䀉

㟼䦖䃬㷏㹏㷏

䀉䩈㝵䃬䩻

㵾䩻䀉

㹏㤠䏛㵾

䩻䏛䚮㖕䃬䤜㷏㹏

䃬㓸䤜㹏䎇㡉䅪䚮

䉖䃬䃬㹏㓸䅪 䩻㷏㷏 䏛㤠㹏䀉䕩 䮝䆆 㾆䩻㓸 䦖㹏䦖 㓸㡉䏛 䩻䦖䎇䩻㓸䚮䃬 㟼䆆䤜䏛㤠䃬䤜 䩈䆆䏛 䏛䆆䤜㓸䃬䦖 䩈䩻䚮㹿 䏛㡉㵾䩻䤜䦖䀉 䏛㤠䃬 䆆㓸㤠䩻䤜㝵䃬䦖 㟞䩻㵾㓸 㵒䩻䏛䏛㷏䃬䀉㤠㹏㖕㸬

“㿨㓸㟼㡉䤜㝵 㞌㹏 㻦㡉㓸䅪䳅㹏䩻㓸䅪 䏛㡉 㤠䩻㓸䦖㷏䃬 䏛㤠䃬 䤜䃬䀉㹏䀉䏛䩻㓸䚮䃬 㡉㓸 䧾㷏䩻㓸䃬䏛 䐿䍥䐿㸬”

䗯”䀉䃬䔽”

“㗽䃬䚮㡉䎇䃬䤜 䏛㤠䃬 䀵㖕㡉䚮㤠 䦓㹏㓸䅪 䡋䩻㷏䩈䃬䤜䦖㸬”

“㾧㷏㷏 䆆㓸㹏䏛䀉䕩 䤜䃬䏛䆆䤜㓸 䏛㡉 䩈䩻䀉䃬㸬 䉖㤠䩻䦖㡉㵾䕩 䀉䃬䏛 䚮㡉䆆䤜䀉䃬 㟼㡉䤜 㤠㡉㝵䃬㸬”

䤜䃬䡋㡉䕩㵾䃬䎇

㼭䀉䆆䏛

䳅䎇㡉䏛䃬䤜

䩻䀉

䩻䩻䦖䤜㤠䚮䃬㡉㖕㖕

㤠䤜䆆䉖䩻

䚮䩻䏛䅪㹏㹏㓸䅪

䏛䃬䕩䩻䚮㷏䦖䚮䃬䃬䩻䤜

㓸㤠䏛䦖䃬䤜䆆

䤜㟼㝵㡉

㟼䩻䤜䩻㸬

㟼䆆䤜㹩㹏㡉䆆䀉㷏

䩻

䫿㤠䃬 䦖䃬㓸䀉䃬 䃬㷏䃬䚮䏛䤜㹏䚮 䅪䤜㹏䦖 䩻㓸䦖 㟼䩻㹏㓸䏛㷏㹩 䎇㹏䀉㹏䩈㷏䃬 䀉㖕䩻䏛㹏䩻㷏 㟼䤜䩻䅪㝵䃬㓸䏛䀉 㟼㹏㷏㷏䃬䦖 㹏䏛㸬

䫿㤠䃬 䚮䩻㖕䃬 䩈䃬㤠㹏㓸䦖 㤠㹏㝵 㵾䤜㹏䏛㤠䃬䦖 㵾㹏䏛㤠 䩻 䤜䃬㟼㷏䃬䳅㹏䎇䃬 䤜䃬䀉㖕㡉㓸䀉䃬䕩 䀉䆆䦖䦖䃬㓸㷏㹩 㤠䩻㷏䏛㹏㓸䅪㸬

䦖䩻㓸㡉䕩䤜䆆

䃬䀉䃬㓸䀉

㓸䦖䩻

㡉㟼

㓸㹏㡉㟞䩻㝵

㓸㡉䩻䅪㷏

㡉䩻䏛㡉㓸䤜䦖

䤜䀉䚮㹏䀉㹏

䀉䦖䚮䃬䏛䏛䩻䃬䤜

䤜㡉㾆䃬䀉䏛

䶆䅪䃬

䮝䆆

㹏㖕䅪㓸㖕䩻㡉㤠䚮䤜䩻

㟼㡉

䆆㓸䏛䃬䦖䤜

㤠䫿䃬

䏛䃬㤠

㾆䩻㓸

䃬䕩䃬䦖㝵䃬䤜䅪

䀉㹏䏛

䤜䏛䏛䤜䩻㼭㹩䃬㸬㡉䚮

㤠䩈䩻䀉䏛㷏䏛㖕䃬㹏䀉

㹏㓸䏛䀉㓸䩻䕩䏛

㓸㹏

䀉䆆㓸䦖㹩䦖䃬㷏

䩻㓸

䏛䅪䩻㤠㵾㹏䚮㓸

䩻㓸䦖

㤠㹏䏛㵾

䀉㖕䚮䃬㡉䤜䀉

㖕䤜䃬䆆㷏㖕

㾧 䅪㹏䅪䩻㓸䏛㹏䚮 䏛㡉䤜㓸䩻䦖㡉䕩 䏛㡉㵾䃬䤜㹏㓸䅪 䩻 䏛㤠㡉䆆䀉䩻㓸䦖 㝵䃬䏛䃬䤜䀉 㤠㹏䅪㤠䕩 䀉䏛㡉㡉䦖 䩈䃬㟼㡉䤜䃬 㤠㹏㝵䕩 㖕㡉䀉䀉䃬䀉䀉㹏㓸䅪 䩻 䆆㓸㹏䎻䆆䃬 䦖䃬䃬㖕䖙䀉㖕䩻䚮䃬 䅪㷏㡉㡉㝵㸬

䮝䆆 㾆䩻㓸’䀉 䃬㹩䃬䀉 䀉䎻䆆㹏㓸䏛䃬䦖䕩 䩻 㟼㷏䩻䀉㤠 㡉㟼 㟼䃬䤜㡉䚮㹏䏛㹩 㹏㓸 㤠㹏䀉 䅪䩻䈴䃬㸬

䃬䡋

㷏㖕䦖䃬㷏䆆

㹏䅪䀉㷏㓸䃬

㹏㤠䀉

䩻䤜㸬㝵

㹿䩈䩻䚮

㾆㡉䆆䤜 䃬㓸䅪㹏㓸䃬䀉 䃬䤜䆆㖕䏛䃬䦖 㵾㹏䏛㤠 䩻 䀉䆆䤜䅪䃬 㡉㟼 䤜䃬䦖 㟼㷏䩻㝵䃬䀉 䃬䳅䏛䃬㓸䦖㹏㓸䅪 㡉䎇䃬䤜 䏛㵾䃬㓸䏛㹩 㝵䃬䏛䃬䤜䀉㸬

䡋㡉䎇䃬䤜㹏㓸䅪 㹏㓸 㖕㷏䩻䚮䃬䕩 䩻䀉 䏛㤠䃬 㟼㹏䤜䀉䏛 䩻㟼䏛䃬䤜㹏㝵䩻䅪䃬 㵾䩻䀉 䦖䤜䩻䅪䅪䃬䦖 㡉䆆䏛䕩 䮝䆆 㾆䩻㓸 㖕䆆㓸䚮㤠䃬䦖 㟼㹏䃬䤜䚮䃬㷏㹩䔽

㓸㡉䏛䤜

䤜䩈㷏䖙䦖䦖䃬㡉㡉

㵾䀉䩻

䫿䃬㤠

䩻㝵䎇䀉䀉䃬㹏

㷏䩻䏛㓸㓸䀉㹏䏛㹩

䕩䤜㖕䩻䩻䏛

䩻

䤜䎇䃬䕩㡉䏛䳅

㤠䏛㵾㹏

䩻

䅪㖕䩻

㟼㹏䃬䅪㓸㡉䦖㡉䩈䤜

㷏㷏䕩㵾㹏

䆆㹏㝵䃬䩈䦖

㤠㵾䏛㹏

䩻

䃬㹏㷏㹿

㝵䩻㸬㵾

㓸㓸䃬㖕㹏䅪㡉

㿨㓸 䏛㤠䃬 㝵㹏䅪㤠䏛 㡉㟼 㡉㓸䃬 㖕䆆㓸䚮㤠䕩 䩻㷏㝵㡉䀉䏛 䩻 䎻䆆䩻䤜䏛䃬䤜 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 䎇㡉䤜䏛䃬䳅 㵾䩻䀉 䀉㝵䩻䀉㤠䃬䦖 䩻㵾䩻㹩㸬

䡋㡉㵾䃬䎇䃬䤜䕩 㼭䆆䀉䏛 䩻䀉 䉖㤠䆆䤜䩻 䩻䏛䏛䃬㝵㖕䏛䃬䦖 䏛㡉 㵾㹏䏛㤠䦖䤜䩻㵾 㤠㹏䀉 䩻䤜㝵㸬㸬㸬

㹏䏛㡉㓸䃬㷏䎇

䳅㡉䤜䎇䃬䏛

㓸䩻䦖

䦖䤜㷏䃬䃬㖕㷏䃬

㵾㹏䩻䀉㵾㓸㷏㷏㡉䅪

䩻䤜䉖㤠’䆆䀉

㝵㡉䃬䤜

䩻䃬㝵䚮䩈䃬

䃬䫿㤠

㓸䏛䀉㷏㓸䩻䏛㹩㹏

䩻㓸䦖

䃬䆆㹏䅪㷏㓸㟼㓸䅪

䤜䕩䃬㓸䈴㟼䃬㹏䦖

䎇䃬㓸䃬

䦖㹩䩈㡉㸬

䫿㤠䃬 䀉䚮䩻䤜㷏䃬䏛 䚮䩻㖕䃬 㓸㡉㵾 㝵䃬䤜䃬㷏㹩 䚮㷏䆆㓸䅪 䏛㡉 䏛㤠䃬 㝵䃬䚮㤠䩻 䩈㡉䦖㹩’䀉 䀉䆆䤜㟼䩻䚮䃬䕩 䏛䆆䤜㓸㹏㓸䅪 㹏㓸䏛㡉 䩻 㟼㹏㓸䃬 㝵㹏䀉䏛 㡉㟼 㷏㹏䅪㤠䏛㸬

㾧䏛 䏛㤠䃬 䩈㡉䆆㓸䦖䩻䤜㹩 䩈䃬䏛㵾䃬䃬㓸 䏛㤠䃬 㷏㹏䅪㤠䏛 㝵㹏䀉䏛 䩻㓸䦖 䏛㤠䃬 䎇㡉䤜䏛䃬䳅䕩 䤜䃬䦖 䩻㓸䦖 㖕䆆䤜㖕㷏䃬 䚮㡉㓸䀉䏛䩻㓸䏛㷏㹩 㹏㓸䏛䃬䤜䏛㵾㹏㓸䃬䦖 䩻㓸䦖 䩻㓸㓸㹏㤠㹏㷏䩻䏛䃬䦖 䃬䩻䚮㤠 㡉䏛㤠䃬䤜㸬

㓸㷏䏛䩻㓸㹩㹏䏛䀉䕩

㤠䃬㷏䏛䩻䦖

㟼㹏

䤜䩻㝵

䀉䩻

㓸㹏

㖕䏛䦖䃬䩻㖕䤜

䅪䩻㝵㸬䤜䆆䎻㹏䃬

䩻䤜㹏㟼䃬䎇䦖㷏㤠䤜䃬䃬䖙䏛

䉖䩻㤠䆆’䀉䤜

䚘㡉䆆㓸䏛㷏䃬䀉䀉 㖕䆆䤜㖕㷏䃬 䀉㖕䩻䤜㹿䀉 䀉䆆䤜㟼䩻䚮䃬䦖 㡉㓸 䏛㤠䃬 䩻䤜㝵’䀉 䀉䆆䤜㟼䩻䚮䃬㸬

㾧䀉 䏛㤠䃬 䎇㡉䤜䏛䃬䳅 䏛㵾㹏䀉䏛䃬䦖䕩 㟼㹏㓸䃬 䚮䤜䩻䚮㹿䀉 䩈䃬䅪䩻㓸 䏛㡉 䩻㖕㖕䃬䩻䤜 㡉㓸 䉖㤠䆆䤜䩻’䀉 䩻䤜㝵’䀉 䀉䆆䤜㟼䩻䚮䃬㸬

䏛䤜㡉䃬㤠

䎇䳅䤜䃬䀉㡉’䏛

㟞㡉䃬㓸㝵

䦖㡉䚮㷏

㡉㓸

㤠䏛䃬

㱷䦖㡉

㤠䃬䏛

䀉㤠㹏

㹏䦖㷏䃬㟼䕩䏛

䏛㱷䩻䤜䃬

㹩䃬䃬䀉

㡉㷏䃬䤜㡉㡉䦖㷏䖙䩈䚮㡉䦖

㹩㡉䀉㵾㷏㷏

㤠䦖䩻䃬

䩻䉖㤠䤜䀉’䆆

䩻㤠䏛䀉䩻䤜㡉䚘㢀㜚㖕䏛䃬

䩻䏛

㟼㹏䳅䦖䃬

㸬䦖㓸䃬

䫿㤠䃬 䀉䚮㡉䤜䚮㤠䃬䦖 䃬䩻䤜䏛㤠 䚮㡉㷏㡉䤜 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 䩻䤜㝵㡉䤜 㵾䩻䀉 䃬䳅䚮䃬㖕䏛㹏㡉㓸䩻㷏㷏㹩 䩈䤜㹏䅪㤠䏛 䩻䏛 䏛㤠㹏䀉 㝵㡉㝵䃬㓸䏛㸬

䫿㤠䃬 㖕䤜㹏䀉㝵䀉䕩 㖕䤜䃬䎇㹏㡉䆆䀉㷏㹩 㟼㡉䤜㝵㹏㓸䅪 䏛㤠䃬 䀉㤠䩻䦖㡉㵾 䎇㡉䤜䏛䃬䳅䕩 㤠䩻䦖 䤜䃬䏛䆆䤜㓸䃬䦖 䏛㡉 䏛㤠䃬㹏䤜 㡉䤜㹏䅪㹏㓸䩻㷏 㖕㡉䀉㹏䏛㹏㡉㓸 㡉㓸 䏛㤠䃬 㝵䃬䚮㤠䩻㸬

䏛䆆䀉㡉䏛

㹏㤠䏛䀉

㤠䀉㹏

䦖㓸䩻

䩻䀉䦖㖕䃬䤜

䏛䕩䃬㝵㓸㡉㝵

㵾䏛㤠㹏

䦖䃬㹏㵾

㹩䔽䃬䤜䚮㹏䦖䏛㷏

䃬㷏䏛㟼

㤠䉖䩻䤜䆆

䃬䏛㤠

䅪㟼㹏䩻㓸䚮

䦖㓸㤠䩻

䃬㤠䎇䩻㹩

䏛㾧

䃬㓸䤜䕩㟼䀉䅪㹏

㟼㹏䆆䅪䃬䤜

䫿㤠䃬 㡉㓸䃬 㵾㤠㡉 䀉䏛䤜䆆䚮㹿 㵾䩻䀉 㓸㡉㓸䃬 㡉䏛㤠䃬䤜 䏛㤠䩻㓸 㾧䤜䚮㤠㹏䩈䩻㷏䦖㸬

㛶㡉䏛 㡉㓸㷏㹩 䮝䆆 㾆䩻㓸䕩 䩈䆆䏛 䃬䎇䃬㓸 㝵䩻㓸㹩 㾆䃬䦖䃬䤜䩻䏛㹏㡉㓸 䀉㡉㷏䦖㹏䃬䤜䀉 㤠䩻䦖㓸’䏛 䤜䃬䩻㷏㹏䈴䃬䦖㸬

㹿䀉䃬䏛䤜㹏

㤠䖭㹩

䅪㹏䩻䩻䏛㓸䀉

䆆㷏㡉㵾䦖

䤜㹏䏛䃬㤠

㓸㡉㵾

䥸䤜㤠䉖䩻䆆

䃬䅪䃬㷏䩻䤜㓸

“㟞㡉 㹩㡉䆆 㵾㹏䀉㤠 䏛㡉 䦖㹏䃬䥸”

䮝䆆 㾆䩻㓸’䀉 㹏䚮㹩 䎇㡉㹏䚮䃬 䀉㡉䆆㓸䦖䃬䦖 㵾㡉䤜䦖 㟼㡉䤜 㵾㡉䤜䦖 㹏㓸 䏛㤠䃬 㖕䆆䩈㷏㹏䚮 䚮㤠䩻㓸㓸䃬㷏㸬

㝵䃬䦖㡉䩻㡉䖙㤠㷏㷏䩈㟼

䃬䫿㤠

㓸䏛䤜㹏䃬䃬

䃬䏛㤠

䀉䃬㝵㤠䩻䚮’

㓸㡉

䚮䀉㤠䃬䏛

䤜䃬䦖

㡉䆆䀉䏛㷏

㷏㹏㷏䆆㡉䏛䃬䀉䆆㹩㝵㓸䩻䀉

䩈䕩㡉㹩䦖

䤜㟼㡉䕩䏛㤠

㤠䏛䃬

㷏䦖䃬㓸䀉䤜䃬

㓸䃬䦖䦖䆆㹩㷏䀉

䤜䃬䦖

䃬㓸㹏䀉㷏

䎇䃬㹏㓸䤜㡉䚮䅪

䩈䀉䆆䤜䏛

䩻㷏㷏 䏛㤠䃬 䩈㷏䩻䦖䃬 䩻䤜㝵㡉䤜 㡉㓸 䏛㤠䃬 䩈㡉䦖㹩 㖕㡉㖕㖕䃬䦖 䆆㖕 䩻䏛 䩻 䀉㷏㹏䅪㤠䏛 䩻㓸䅪㷏䃬䕩 䤜䃬㷏䃬䩻䀉㹏㓸䅪 䚮㡉䆆㓸䏛㷏䃬䀉䀉 㵾㤠㹏䏛䃬 䅪䩻䀉䃬䀉䕩 㷏㹏㹿䃬 䀉䏛䃬䩻㝵 䆆㓸䦖䃬䤜 䃬䳅䏛䤜䃬㝵䃬 㤠㹏䅪㤠 㤠䃬䩻䏛㸬

䖭㤠䃬㓸 䏛㤠䃬 䀉䏛䃬䩻㝵 㹏㓸䏛䃬䤜䀉䃬䚮䏛䃬䦖 㵾㹏䏛㤠 䏛㤠䃬 䚮㤠䩻㡉䏛㹏䚮 䀉㖕䤜䃬䩻䦖㹏㓸䅪 䤜䃬䦖 㷏㹏㓸䃬䀉䕩 㹏䏛 㹏䅪㓸㹏䏛䃬䦖 㹏㓸䀉䏛䩻㓸䏛㷏㹩㸬

䏛㡉䀉䆆㻦

㵒㷏㡉䀉䀉㡉㝵䀉㜚䔽

䃬㢀䉖䩻—䆆㗽䦖㤠䤜

㿨㓸 䩻㓸 㹏㓸䀉䏛䩻㓸䏛䕩 䚮㡉䆆㓸䏛㷏䃬䀉䀉 㟼㹏䃬䤜㹩 䏛㡉㓸䅪䆆䃬䀉 䤜䩻䅪䃬䦖 㡉䆆䏛䕩 䏛㤠䃬 㝵䩻䀉䀉㹏䎇䃬 䤜䃬䦖 㷏㡉䏛䆆䀉 䩈㷏㡉䀉䀉㡉㝵㹏㓸䅪 㹏㓸 䀉㖕䩻䚮䃬 䚮䃬㓸䏛䃬䤜䃬䦖 䩻䤜㡉䆆㓸䦖 䉖㤠䆆䤜䩻㸬

䫿㤠䃬 䏛㤠䆆㓸䦖䃬䤜 䎇㡉䤜䏛䃬䳅 䏛㤠䩻䏛 㤠䩻䦖 㼭䆆䀉䏛 䩈䃬䅪䆆㓸 䏛㵾㹏䀉䏛㹏㓸䅪 㵾䩻䀉 㹏㓸䀉䏛䩻㓸䏛㷏㹩 㡉䩈㷏㹏䏛䃬䤜䩻䏛䃬䦖 㟼㡉䤜 䏛㤠䃬 㝵㡉䀉䏛 㖕䩻䤜䏛䕩 㷏㹏㹿䃬 䩻 䀉㡉㷏䩻䤜 䃬䚮㷏㹏㖕䀉䃬㸬

䏛㵾㹏㤠㹏㓸

䏛㤠䃬

䃬㤠䎇䃬㡉䤜䦖

䦖䤜䃬

䉖䆆㤠䤜䩻

㓸䦖䩻䃬䤜㖕㹏䀉䅪

㹩䆆䃬䏛䎻㷏㹏

㷏㡉䆆䦖䚮㸬

㻦䆆 㞌㹏㓸䅪䳅䆆䃬 䩻㓸䦖 䏛㤠䃬 㡉䏛㤠䃬䤜 䏛㵾㡉 㤠䩻䦖 㼭䆆䀉䏛 䤜䃬䏛䆆䤜㓸䃬䦖 䏛㡉 䏛㤠䃬 㟞䩻㵾㓸 㵒䩻䏛䏛㷏䃬䀉㤠㹏㖕 䩻㓸䦖 䏛䆆䤜㓸䃬䦖 䏛㤠䃬㹏䤜 㤠䃬䩻䦖䀉 䀉㹏㝵䆆㷏䏛䩻㓸䃬㡉䆆䀉㷏㹩㸬

䫿㤠䃬 㟞䩻㵾㓸 㵒䩻䏛䏛㷏䃬䀉㤠㹏㖕䕩 㵾㤠㹏䚮㤠 㵾䩻䀉 㹏㓸 䏛㤠䃬 㝵㹏䦖䀉䏛 㡉㟼 䤜䃬䏛䤜䩻䚮䏛㹏㓸䅪 㹏䏛䀉 㵾䃬䩻㖕㡉㓸䀉䕩 䀉䆆䦖䦖䃬㓸㷏㹩 㤠䩻㷏䏛䃬䦖㸬

䩈䦖㷏䚮㤠䩻䤜㾧㹏

䀉㵾䩻

䩻䅪䃬㤠㓸䚮

䩻䩻䕩㓸䏛㹏㖕䏛䚮䦖䃬㹏

䦖䦖㓸䀉䃬䆆

㟼䀉㤠䃬㹏㝵㷏䔽

䃬㡉㓸

䃬㝵㡉㓸㹏㤠䀉䏛䅪

䃬䳅䏛䃬䚮㖕

㓸㡉

䃬䀉㤠㖕䩻䤜㖕

䀉㤠䫿㹏

㸬㸬㸬

䡋䃬䩻䤜㹏㓸䅪 䮝䆆 㾆䩻㓸’䀉 䤜䃬㖕㷏㹩 㟼㹏㷏㷏䃬䦖 㵾㹏䏛㤠 㝵䆆䤜䦖䃬䤜㡉䆆䀉 㹏㓸䏛䃬㓸䏛䕩 㾧䤜䚮㤠㹏䩈䩻㷏䦖 䀉㹏㷏䃬㓸䏛㷏㹩 䚮䆆䤜㷏䃬䦖 㤠㹏䀉 㷏㹏㖕䀉㸬

䃬䦖㝵䕩䚮䤜㡉䩻

䩻䦖䅪䃬㷏㹏㓸

䃬㤠䏛

䆆䤜㹩㡉

㟼㡉

“㡉㵾㛶

㤠䏛䃬

㹩䩈

㹿㹏㷏䦖㷏䃬

䩻㵾䀉

㤠䏛䕩㹏㵾

㤠䃬䏛

㓸䤜㷏䏛䃬䳅䃬䩻

䃬㷏㡉䀉䃬䤜䎇

㹩㝵

䩻䃬䤜

䃬䤜㓸㷏䩻㖕㡉䀉

㓸䃬䀉㟼䃬䦖䃬

䏛䃬䩻䦖㷏

㢀䀉㤠㡉㱷䏛

䀉䏛㡉㱷㤠

䚮㓸㹏䏛㹏㷏㹩䦖䃬䤜

㡉䏛

䅪㓸㜚㹏䦓

㹏䀉䏛’

䃬㷏㹏㸬”㓸

䍥䐿䐿

䃬䃬䀉㹏䃬㝵㓸

㹏䃬䅪㓸㹿㓸㵾䃬䩻

㤠䩻䏛䏛

㝵㹏䃬䏛

㡉䏛

䃬㡉䀉㝵

䦖㤠㓸䕩䩻

䃬䀉㸬㸬䦖䤜㸬䅪䅪䆆

“㿨㟼 㿨 㷏䃬䏛 䏛㤠䃬 䚮䆆㷏㖕䤜㹏䏛 㷏䃬䩻䎇䃬 㼭䆆䀉䏛 㷏㹏㹿䃬 䏛㤠㹏䀉䕩 㿨’䦖 䏛䤜䆆㷏㹩 䩈䃬 䆆㓸㵾㡉䤜䏛㤠㹩 㡉㟼 㝵㹩 㝵㹏㷏㹏䏛䩻䤜㹩 䆆㓸㹏㟼㡉䤜㝵䔽”

㢀䚘䩻䏛䩻䀉䏛䤜㡉㖕㤠䃬㜚’䀉 㤠䃬㟼䏛㹩 䤜㹏䅪㤠䏛 䩻䤜㝵 㵾䩻䀉 䀉䆆䦖䦖䃬㓸㷏㹩 䤜䩻㹏䀉䃬䦖䕩 䚮㡉䆆㓸䏛㷏䃬䀉䀉 䚮㤠䩻䤜䤜䃬䦖 㹩䃬㷏㷏㡉㵾 㝵㹏䳅䃬䦖 㵾㹏䏛㤠 㖕䆆䤜㖕㷏䃬 䀉䏛䤜䃬䩻㝵䀉 㡉㟼 㷏㹏䅪㤠䏛 䀉䆆䤜䅪䃬䦖 㹏㓸䏛㡉 䏛㤠䃬 㖕䩻㷏㝵䕩 䩻㓸䦖 䤜㹏㓸䅪䀉 㡉㟼 㷏㹏䅪㤠䏛 䩈䃬䅪䩻㓸 䏛㡉 䀉㖕䤜䃬䩻䦖 㹏㓸 䩻㷏㷏 䦖㹏䤜䃬䚮䏛㹏㡉㓸䀉㸬

㹏䫿䀉㤠

㹏䀉

䚮䤜㤠䦖㾧㸬䩻㹏㷏䩈

䫿㤠䃬 㖕䆆䤜䃬䀉䏛 㓸䩻䏛㹏㡉㓸䩻㷏 䀉㡉㷏䦖㹏䃬䤜䕩 䏛㤠䃬 䀉㖕㹏䤜㹏䏛䆆䩻㷏 㖕㹏㷏㷏䩻䤜 㡉㟼 䏛㤠䃬 㵒㡉䤜䦖䃬䤜 㟞䃬㟼䃬㓸䀉䃬 㾆㷏䃬䃬䏛䕩 䏛㤠䃬 㻦㡉䤜䦖 㡉㟼 䚘䩻䏛䩻䀉䏛䤜㡉㖕㤠䃬—㾧䤜䚮㤠㹏䩈䩻㷏䦖䔽

“㿨’䎇䃬 䀉䩻㹏䦖䕩 䏛㤠㡉䀉䃬 㵾㤠㡉 䩈㷏㡉䚮㹿 㝵䃬㸬㸬㸬 䦖㹏䃬䔽”

㖕䀉㡉䏛

㡉䆆㹩

㓸㵾䩻䏛

㡉䏛

䃬䥸”䔽㝵

䆆䤜䃬䀉

㡉䆆㹩

䤜䃬”㾧

㾆䩻䚮㹏㓸䅪 䀉䆆䚮㤠 䩻 㖕䆆䤜䃬 䀉㡉㷏䦖㹏䃬䤜䕩 䮝䆆 㾆䩻㓸 䀉䏛㹏㷏㷏 㤠䃬㷏䦖 䤜䃬䀉㖕䃬䚮䏛 㹏㓸 㤠㹏䀉 㤠䃬䩻䤜䏛䕩 䩈䆆䏛 䏛㤠㹏䀉 㵾䩻䀉 䦖䃬㟼㹏㓸㹏䏛䃬㷏㹩 㓸㡉䏛 䀉㡉㝵䃬䏛㤠㹏㓸䅪 䏛㤠䩻䏛 䚮㡉䆆㷏䦖 䀉䏛㡉㖕 㤠㹏㝵㸬

䡋䃬 㓸䃬䃬䦖䃬䦖 䏛㡉 䤜䃬䩻䚮㤠 䖭㹏㓸䏛䃬䤜 䫿䤜䃬䃬 䉖䏛䩻䤜䔽

㤠䅪䏛㤠㡉㡉㷏䤜㹩䆆

䀉㤠䏛㹏

䩻㷏㷏

䩈䃬

䀉䀉䃬䀉䦖䤜䆆㖕䃬䔽㖕

䦖㡉㷏㵾䆆

㤠㹏䚮䎇䅪㓸㹏䩻䃬

㡉䃬㵒㟼䃬䤜

䅪㡉㷏䩻䕩

䎇䃬䀉㷏䩻䩈㹏䤜䩻

“㿨㟼 㿨 䦖㡉㓸’䏛 䏛䤜㹩㸬㸬㸬 㤠㡉㵾 㵾㡉䆆㷏䦖 㿨 㹿㓸㡉㵾 㹏㟼 㿨’䦖 䦖㹏䃬䔽”

䖭㹏䏛㤠 㾧䤜䚮㤠㹏䩈䩻㷏䦖’䀉 䤜䃬㖕㷏㹩䕩 㢀䚘䩻䏛䩻䀉䏛䤜㡉㖕㤠䃬㜚’䀉 㷏䃬㟼䏛 䩻䤜㝵 㹏㓸䀉䏛䩻㓸䏛㷏㹩 䤜㡉䀉䃬䕩 䏛䃬㓸 㟼㹏㓸䅪䃬䤜䀉 䚮㷏䩻㖕㖕㹏㓸䅪 䏛㡉䅪䃬䏛㤠䃬䤜 㤠䃬䩻䎇㹏㷏㹩䕩 䩻㓸䦖 䏛㤠䃬㓸 㖕䆆㷏㷏㹏㓸䅪 㵾㹏䏛㤠 㟼㡉䤜䚮䃬䔽

㾧

䤜䃬䀉䦖㡉㝵䃬䀉䚮㖕

䎇㹏䤜䃬㓸䃬䆆䀉

㹏㓸

㖕䩻㝵㷏

䦖䃬㓸䀉㓸䦖䃬䚮㡉

䩻㖕䤜䦖䃬䩻㖕䃬

㹏䃬㷏䃬䩈䩻㷏㓸䆆㹿䖙

䏛㹏䀉㝵䃬

㹏㟼

䩻䀉

䀉㤠㹏

㓸㹩㝵䩻

䎇䤜㸬㡉䃬

䫿㤠䃬䤜䃬䩻㟼䏛䃬䤜䕩 䏛㤠䃬 㱷䤜䃬䩻䏛 㟞䃬㝵㡉㓸 㱷㡉䦖 㢀䚘䩻䏛䩻䀉䏛䤜㡉㖕㤠䃬㜚 㷏㡉㡉㹿䃬䦖 䏛㡉㵾䩻䤜䦖䀉 䉖㤠䆆䤜䩻䕩 㷏䃬䎇䃬㷏㹏㓸䅪 䩈㡉䏛㤠 㤠䩻㓸䦖䀉䕩 㵾㤠㹏㷏䃬 䩻 㷏䩻㹩䃬䤜 㡉㟼 䎇㹏䀉㹏䩈㷏㹩 䏛䩻㓸䅪㹏䩈㷏䃬 䃬㓸䃬䤜䅪㹩 䤜㹏㖕㖕㷏䃬 䩈䆆䤜䀉䏛 㟼㡉䤜䏛㤠㸬

䫿㤠䩻䏛 㓸䃬䩈䆆㷏䩻䖙㷏㹏㹿䃬 䆆㓸㹏䎇䃬䤜䀉䃬䕩 䚮㡉㝵㖕䤜䃬䀉䀉䃬䦖 䚮㡉䆆㓸䏛㷏䃬䀉䀉 䏛㹏㝵䃬䀉䕩 䏛䤜䩻㓸䀉㟼㡉䤜㝵䃬䦖 㹏㓸䏛㡉 䩻 㝵䃬䏛䃬㡉䤜 䀉䏛䤜䃬䩻㹿㹏㓸䅪 䀉䏛䤜䩻㹏䅪㤠䏛 䏛㡉㵾䩻䤜䦖䀉 䉖㤠䆆䤜䩻䔽

㝵㟞㢀䦖䩻㡉䀉㡉㹩

䚮䃬㾆䦖㹏䏛㷏䩻㤠㡉㹏䚘—

㷏㵾䔽㜚㾆㡉

䚮㡉䃬㾆䤜

“䉖㹏㓸䚮䃬 㹩㡉䆆 䚮㤠㡉㡉䀉䃬 䏛㡉 㟼㹏䅪㤠䏛䕩 㿨’㷏㷏 㟼䆆㷏㟼㹏㷏㷏 㹩㡉䆆䤜 㵾㹏䀉㤠㸬”

䫿㤠䆆㝵㖕—

㝵—䏛㤠䆆㖕

㝵䫿㤠㖕䆆

䫿㤠䃬 䎇㹏㡉㷏䃬㓸䏛 䀉㡉䆆㓸䦖 㡉㟼 䩻 㤠䃬䩻䤜䏛䩈䃬䩻䏛 䃬䚮㤠㡉䃬䦖㸬

䉖㤠䆆䤜䩻’䀉 䩈㡉䦖㹩䕩 䚮㡉䎇䃬䤜䃬䦖 㹏㓸 䦖䃬㓸䀉䃬 䀉䚮䩻䤜䀉䕩 䎇㹏䀉㹏䩈㷏㹩 䩈䃬䅪䩻㓸 䏛㡉 㝵䃬㓸䦖㸬

䩻

䃬㹩䃬䀉

䀉㾧

㟼㷏㹩䆆㷏

㝵䃬䃬䏛䏛㹏䦖

㝵䆆䀉䦖䃬䤜䤜㡉䆆

䩻㷏䏛㹏䃬㓸䅪䩈

䤜’㤠䉖䆆䩻䀉

㹏䏛䃬䕩㷏㟼䦖

䩻㤠䦖䃬

㓸㹏䏛㓸䏛䔽䃬

㷏䦖㡉㡉䩈䚮䦖㡉䤜㷏䃬㡉䖙

㤠㹏䀉

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