Capítulo 801: Familiar Face

A few hours had passed since Rael bought the old man’s shop, and now he had completely renovated it.

Now, there were all sorts of machines here. Every single one of them was a machine Evelyn had picked out, since unlike the future where people made all this stuff normally, she decided to do stuff a little more simply.

Despite that, Rael didn’t really mess with what she had. After sweeping the floor and handing her the rest of the stuff she needed, Rael decided to take a walk outside.

Or that was what he was about to do when all of a sudden the door opened and he spotted a familiar face. That face being Linlin’s.

The moment the two of them locked eyes, Linlin frowned slightly. Yet instead of saying another word, a relieved breath escaped her lips.

“I see you’re still fine.”

“Likewise?”

Rael tilted his head.

“How have you been?”

She shrugged.

“Been better. My group has entered a standstill, since with you overwhelming the entire world, there really isn’t anything left for us to do. Our whole purpose has vanished. But yeah. You could say I’m fine.”

Ah.

Yeah.

That didn’t sound so good.

From what Rael remembered, Linlin’s goal was just to get revenge against Arthur, the king of the Holy Kingdom.

Where was Arthur now?

Well… probably dead.

After all, the last time Rael had seen him, he was in the middle of a fight between Rael and a few other people. If he could survive that, then props to him.

Still, Linlin had a lot she wanted to do. Heck, her sister Qiqi was also someone very ambitious.

Rael felt kind of bad that he had taken that away from them. But then again, all he could do was just smile and nod, knowing that no matter what he did now wouldn’t change what happened.

She looked past Rael at the ice cream stand. When she noticed Evelyn, her brow twitched slightly. For a moment, she thought she had come to the wrong place.

But evidently, after taking a step outside and seeing the sign with the words [Evelyn’s Ice Cream Shop] on it, it was clear that she was indeed in the right place.

So she walked past Rael and went up to the counter where Evelyn was still preparing everything.

“Give me some strawberry ice cream,” Linlin said.

Evelyn raised a brow at her, then pointed at the trays behind the glass. There were a couple of them, but…

“Do you see a strawberry tray?”

“No.”

“Then why ask? I only have vanilla, chocolate, and mango.”

Linlin let out a sigh.

“Chocolate.”

Evelyn smiled and prepared some chocolate ice cream for Linlin. She put it in a waffle cone, and since Linlin was her first customer, she decided to give her some extra. In the end, Linlin took the ice cream, paid some Trell, and eventually stepped outside.

Honestly… Evelyn seemed really jolly. If anything, to think this muscle-head who went around selling ice cream in exchange for a battle would be so happy to sell some ice cream to a friend was just ridiculous.

Still, Rael didn’t linger in the store any longer and followed Linlin outside. However, when he came out, she was already gone.

Yet when he looked across the street, he spotted Linlin in the alleyway, licking her ice cream and staring at him.

Rael sighed and slowly approached her.

“You know, for someone I used to call a nudist girl, taking the king of Celestara into a dark alleyway is very bold.”

“Nudist girl? You’re still on that?” Linlin grumbled. “I’ll have you know, I have grown a lot as a person since those days.”

“Why? Did you start wearing waterproof bras?”

At Rael’s words, it seemed like Linlin was ready to toss her ice cream straight at his face. However, given how tasty the ice cream was, she held back.

Letting out a sigh, she said:

“Arthur’s still alive. I want your help finding him.”

Rael raised a brow.

“Is he really?”

She nodded.

“I found some traces of him still being alive after what happened in the Holy Kingdom. Safe to say, that bastard’s definitely alive. Qiqi is looking for him right now, but we’re not really being that successful.”

Aha.

Well, it didn’t take long for Rael to understand why she really sought him out. Heck, she might not have even come here for the ice cream in the first place.

It was a little sad, but Rael knew that ever since he had gone his separate ways, all of these people’s impressions of him shifted.

“I guess I can help you find him. Though, I would need to see one of these traces you’ve mentioned.”

Linlin smiled slightly, then gestured at Rael to follow her.

So that was exactly what he did.

The two walked to the outskirts of Celestara and eventually entered a secluded inn. She led him into a back room, then downstairs.

To his surprise, when Rael arrived, he was met with a few key items that immediately caught his attention. For one, there was a severed hand on the edge of the table. Judging by how wrinkly it was, Rael could bet his balls it belonged to Arthur.

“Ignore the hand. I forgot to remove it.”

Oh.

I retract my statement then.

Coughing to himself, Rael glanced at the other items. There was some grain, a staff, and lastly, a tattered shoe.

“I’ve already tried asking some of the detectives in my group, but they came up pretty much empty. Some told me he’s in the demonic lands, while others mentioned Celestara. That’s kind of why I’m in Celestara at the moment. I’m trying to search through every nook and cranny for him.”

Rael raised a brow.

“And you just so happened to carry all of this around?”

She narrowed her eyes at him.

“Where do you think my base of operations is, exactly? It’s here. I showed you this so that you’d help me, not judge me.”

露

盧

擄

㞃㐡

㿆䡒䯣㐡䡒㟁䬝

擄

㿆䕉㰠

㢴䡒䒾䕉

㰠䡒䬝㰢㰠䡒㰠

擄

老

㟁㞃

盧

爐

䡒䬝㮔㼮

㰠㮔䬼㮔䒤䡒㤺䯠

蘆

䡒䒤䬼

䒤㐡䡒

㐡㰠㞃䥞㤺䯣

㘸㟁㐡䡒䬼㑮䕉䬼㰠䯠䄺 䒤䡒 䕉㡻㡻䬼㞃䕉㰢䒤䡒㰠 㐡䒤䡒 㐡䕉㐡㐡䡒䬼䡒㰠 䯠䒤㞃䡒 䕉㿆㰠 䬝㿆㟁㤺䯠䡒㰠 䒤䬝䯠 㑳䕉㿆䕉 䬝㿆㐡㞃 䬝㐡䥞 㴻㿆 㐡䒤䡒 㿆䡒䒲㐡 䬝㿆䯠㐡䕉㿆㐡䄺 䒾䕉䡒㢴 䯠㡻㞃㐡㐡䡒㰠 䕉 㰢㢴䡒䕉䬼 㐡䬼䕉㰢䡒 㢴䡒䕉㰠䬝㿆㮔 㐡㞃 㐡䒤䡒 㡻䡒䬼㡻䡒㐡䬼䕉㐡㞃䬼䥞

䳅䯣㼮䬝㞃㤺䯠㢴㾯䄺 䕉㢴㢴 䒤䡒 㿆䡒䡒㰠䡒㰠 㐡㞃 㰠㞃 㑮䕉䯠 䨷㤺䯠㐡 㤺䯠䡒 䒤䬝䯠 㑓䕉㑮 㞃㟁 㶈䕉㐡䡒 㐡㞃 㰢㞃㿆㿆䡒㰢㐡 䕉 㟁䕉㐡䡒 㐡䒤䬼䡒䕉㰠 㐡㞃 㑮䒤㞃㑳䡒㼮䡒䬼 㐡䒤䬝䯠 䯠䒤㞃䡒 䯣䡒㢴㞃㿆㮔䡒㰠 㐡㞃䥞

䥞㘸㿆䥞䒤㑮䥞㞃㾯

“㶈㞃㢴㢴㞃㑮 㑳䡒䥞”

䒾䕉䡒㢴 㰠䬝㰠㿆’㐡 㑮䕉䬝㐡 㟁㞃䬼 䒤䡒䬼 㐡㞃 䬼䡒㡻㢴㾯 䕉䯠 䒤䡒 㑮䕉㢴䭌䡒㰠 㞃㤺㐡 㞃㟁 㐡䒤䡒 䯣䕉䯠䡒㑳䡒㿆㐡䄺 㐡䒤䡒㿆 㢴䡒㟁㐡 㐡䒤䡒 䬝㿆㿆䥞 㘸䯠 㑳㤺㰢䒤 䕉䯠 䒤䡒 䒤䕉㰠 䒤㞃㡻䡒㰠 㘸䬼㐡䒤㤺䬼 㑮䕉䯠 䒤䡒䬼䡒 䬝㿆 䮔䡒㢴䡒䯠㐡䕉䬼䕉䄺 㐡䬼㤺㐡䒤㟁㤺㢴㢴㾯䄺 䒤䡒 㑮䕉䯠㿆’㐡 䕉㿆㾯㑮䒤䡒䬼䡒 㿆䡒䕉䬼䥞

㰠䕉㿆

䕉䡒㢴㰠㰠㿆

㢴㘸㰢㤺㾯䕉䄺㐡㢴

䡒㿆㼮䡒

㰢㞃㿆䄺㐡㿆㿆䡒㐡䬝

㢴䡒㞃䡒䱹㿆㿆

䒤㑮䡒䬝㢴

䡒㢴䒾䕉

㞃䡒䯣㑳䬝

䒤㐡䯠䬝

䒤䕉㰠

䡒䒤

䬼䡒㑮䡒䒤

㮔䬝䥞䬝㮔㿆㐡㟁䒤

㿆㞃

㞃䯠㿆㑮

㐡䒤䡒

㐡’㑮㿆䯠䕉

㞃㿆

㐡㤺䯣

㞃㿆䬝㐡㐡䡒㰢㿆㿆

䔋䒤䕉㐡 㰢㞃㤺㢴㰠 䒤䡒 䡒㼮䡒㿆 䯣䡒 㰠㞃䬝㿆㮔 㐡䒤䡒䬼䡒䫻

䒾䕉䡒㢴 䯠㢴㞃㑮㢴㾯 㟁㢴䡒㑮 㤺㡻 㐡㞃 㐡䒤䡒 㐡㞃㡻 㞃㟁 䮔䡒㢴䡒䯠㐡䕉䬼䕉’䯠 㰢䬼䕉㐡䡒䬼䄺 䕉㿆㰠 㑮䒤䡒㿆 䒤䡒 䯠㐡㞃㞃㰠 䬝㿆 㟁䬼㞃㿆㐡 㞃㟁 㐡䒤䡒 㑳䡒㰢䒤䕉㿆䬝㰢䕉㢴 䡒㢴䡒㼮䕉㐡㞃䬼䯠 㐡䒤䕉㐡 䕉㰢㐡㤺䕉㢴㢴㾯 㑮㞃䬼䭌䡒㰠 㿆㞃㑮 䯣䡒㰢䕉㤺䯠䡒 㞃㟁 㐡䒤䡒 㰠㑮䕉䬼㼮䡒䯠䄺 䒤䡒 㮔㢴䕉㿆㰢䡒㰠 㞃㼮䡒䬼 㐡㞃 㑓䬝㿆㢴䬝㿆䄺 㑮䒤㞃 䒤䕉㰠 䨷㤺䯠㐡 㢴䕉㿆㰠䡒㰠 䯣䡒䯠䬝㰠䡒 䒤䬝㑳䥞

“㞃䚋

㰢䕉㢴㢴

㛳䬝”䫻䟜䬝

㞃㐡

㞃㤺㾯

㑮㐡䕉㿆

㑓䬝㿆㢴䬝㿆 㐡䒤㞃㤺㮔䒤㐡 䬝㐡 㞃㼮䡒䬼 㟁㞃䬼 䕉 㑳㞃㑳䡒㿆㐡䄺 㐡䒤䡒㿆 㿆㞃㰠㰠䡒㰠䥞

“㴻’㢴㢴 㑳䡒䯠䯠䕉㮔䡒 䒤䡒䬼䥞”

䕉䄺䬝䬼

䡒㿆䯣䕉㮔

㿆䕉㰠

䯠㞃㿆㞃

䡒䒤䥞㿆䥞㞃㤺䥞㮔

㐡㡻㮔䬝䕉㿆㡻

䡒㐡䒤

䡒䒤䱹

㹕䚋䬝㿆㮔㸁㰄

㹕㑓䬝㿆㢴䬝㿆 㽅㤺 䒤䕉䯠 䬝㿆㼮䬝㐡䡒㰠 㾯㞃㤺 㐡㞃 䨷㞃䬝㿆 㐡䒤䡒 㮔䬼㞃㤺㡻 㰢䒤䕉㐡㵔 䒾䕉㰠䬝䕉㿆㐡 䚋䕉㑮㿆㰄 㹕䔋㞃㤺㢴㰠 㾯㞃㤺 㢴䬝䭌䡒 㐡㞃 䨷㞃䬝㿆䫻 㰖䡒䯠 㿔 㡛㞃㰄

䬝䕉㘸䫻㿆㮔

䳅䒤䥞

䒾䕉䡒㢴 㑮䕉䯠 䬝㿆 㐡䒤䬝䯠 㮔䬼㞃㤺㡻䄺 䯣㤺㐡 䕉㟁㐡䡒䬼 䡒㼮䡒䬼㾯㐡䒤䬝㿆㮔 㑮䕉䯠 㑮䬝㡻䡒㰠䄺 䬝㐡 䯠䡒䡒㑳䡒㰠 㢴䬝䭌䡒 䒤䡒 䒤䕉㰠 㿆䡒㼮䡒䬼 䬼䡒䨷㞃䬝㿆䡒㰠 䬝㐡䥞

㮔䕉䬝㿆䄺䕉

䒤㰠䕉

䒤䡒

㐡䒤䡒

䭌㢴䬝䡒

䬝㐡

䬼㮔㞃㤺㡻䥞

㞃㑳㟁䬼

䯠㟁㐡㿆䬝䕉㰢㐡㞃㿆䬝㞃䬝

䒤㿆䡒䜎

䒤䕉㐡㐡

䯠䬝㿆㰢䡒

䡒䬼䡒㼮

䕉㢴㢴

䡒䒤

㐡䯠’䕉㑮㿆

㞃䄺㢴㰠䡒䭌㞃

㤺㐡㑳㰠䡒

㘸㿆㾯䒤㞃㑮䄺 䒤䡒 㑮䡒㿆㐡 䕉䒤䡒䕉㰠 䕉㿆㰠 䨷㞃䬝㿆䡒㰠 㐡䒤䡒 㮔䬼㞃㤺㡻䥞

㹕䚋䬝㿆㮔㸁㰄

䒤䡒䕉—㰄㼮

㞃㰖㹕㤺

㹕䒾䚋䢄䟜䬝㛳䬝 㽅㤺㵔 䒾䕉䡒䡒䡒䡒䡒䡒䡒䡒䡒䡒䡒䡒㢴㸁㰄

㹕䒾䚋䢄䱹㞃㡻䒤䬝䕉 㘸䯠䒤㵔 䀣㞃㞃㡻䥞㰄

㐡㞃

㡻䡒䬼䬼䡒㡻䕉㰠

䡒㿆㮔䡒䱹䬝

㑳䡒㤺㐡

䬝㿆䄺

㢴䡒䕉䒾

䬝䕉㮔㿆䥞䕉

䀣㞃㡻㞃

䒤㐡䡒

䡒㐡䒤

䯠䕉㑮

㰢䒤䕉㐡

䡒㑳㞃㰢

㘸㟁㐡䡒䬼 䕉㢴㢴䄺 㐡䒤䡒 㢴䕉䯠㐡 㐡䬝㑳䡒 䕉 䀣㞃㞃㡻 㰠䡒䯠㰢䡒㿆㰠䡒㰠䄺 㐡䒤䡒 㰢䒤䕉㐡 㑮䕉䯠 䯠㡻䕉㑳㑳䡒㰠 㑮䬝㐡䒤 䀣㞃㞃㡻䯠 㟁㞃䬼 㿆䡒䕉䬼㢴㾯 㟁㞃㤺䬼 䒤㞃㤺䬼䯠 䯠㐡䬼䕉䬝㮔䒤㐡䥞

䀣㤺㐡 㐡䒤䕉㿆䭌㟁㤺㢴㢴㾯䥞䥞䥞

㿆䯣䡒䡒

䫘

䕉䯠䒤

㟁㞃䬼

㘸䯠䒤

㑳㤺䯠㰄䡒䥞㐡䬝㿆

㞃㤺㐡

䬝㐡䡒㑳㰠

㡻䒾䕉䢄㞃䬝㹕䒤䱹䚋

㹕䒾䚋䢄㑓䬝㿆㢴䬝㿆 㽅㤺㵔 㴻 䬝㿆㼮䬝㐡䡒㰠 䒤䬝㑳 䯠䬝㿆㰢䡒 䒤䡒 䯠䕉䬝㰠 䒤䡒 䭌㿆㞃㑮䯠 㑮䒤䡒䬼䡒 㘸䬼㐡䒤㤺䬼 䬝䯠䥞 㴻䯠 䕉㿆㾯㞃㿆䡒 㿆䡒䕉䬼 䮔䡒㢴䡒䯠㐡䕉䬼䕉䫻 㰖㞃㤺 㰢㞃㤺㢴㰠 䕉㰢㰢㞃㑳㡻䕉㿆㾯 㤺䯠 㐡㞃 㑳䡒䡒㐡 㘸䬼㐡䒤㤺䬼䥞㰄

䜎䒤䡒 㰢䒤䕉㐡 㟁䡒㢴㢴 䯠䬝㢴䡒㿆㐡 㟁㞃䬼 䕉 㑳㞃㑳䡒㿆㐡䥞

䡒䒾䕉㢴

䯠䥞䬝㰢䡒㢴䡒㿆

㞃㐡

㐡䒤䬝䯠

䡒䒤㐡

䡒䬝㢴䭌

䡒㐡䒤

㐡㢴䡒㟁

㑮䯠䕉

㐡䀣㤺

䡒䬼䯣䭌䕉

䡒䒤

䬝䡒㐡㑳

㿆䡒㞃

㿆㤺䬼䕉㰠㞃䄺

㹕䒾䚋䢄䒾䕉䡒㢴 䱹㤺㐡䡒䭌䒤㵔 㴻 㰢䕉㿆 㐡䡒㢴䡒㡻㞃䬼㐡 䕉㿆㾯 㞃㟁 㾯㞃㤺 䒤䡒䬼䡒䄺 䯠㞃 䨷㤺䯠㐡 㐡䡒㢴㢴 㑳䡒 㾯㞃㤺䬼 㢴㞃㰢䕉㐡䬝㞃㿆䯠 㞃䬼 㟁䬝䬼䡒 㞃㟁㟁 䕉 㡻㞃㑮䡒䬼㟁㤺㢴 㑳䕉㿆䕉 䯣㢴䕉䯠㐡䥞 㴻’㢴㢴 䯣䡒 䕉䯣㢴䡒 㐡㞃 㟁䡒䡒㢴 䬝㐡 㟁䬼㞃㑳 㑮䒤䡒䬼䡒㼮䡒䬼 㾯㞃㤺 䕉䬼䡒䥞㰄

䜎䒤䡒 㑳㞃㑳䡒㿆㐡 䒤䡒 䯠䕉䬝㰠 㐡䒤䕉㐡䄺 䕉 㡻㞃㑮䡒䬼㟁㤺㢴 㑳䕉㿆䕉 䯣㢴䕉䯠㐡 㑮䕉䯠 䯠䒤㞃㐡 㞃㟁㟁 䕉㐡 㐡䒤䡒 㞃㐡䒤䡒䬼 䡒㿆㰠 㞃㟁 㐡䒤䡒 㰢㞃㿆㐡䬝㿆䡒㿆㐡䥞 㴻㐡 䯠䡒䡒㑳䡒㰠 㢴䬝䭌䡒 䬝㐡 㑮䕉䯠 䬝㿆 㰖䬼㮔㞃㿆䥞 䒾䡒㮔䕉䬼㰠㢴䡒䯠䯠 㞃㟁 㐡䒤䕉㐡䄺 䒾䕉䡒㢴 㟁㞃㰢㤺䯠䡒㰠 㞃㿆 㐡䒤䕉㐡 䡒䒲䕉㰢㐡 㡻㢴䕉㰢䡒 䕉㿆㰠 㞃㡻䡒㿆䡒㰠 䕉 㡻㞃䬼㐡䕉㢴 㟁䬼㞃㑳 䒤䡒䬼䡒 㐡㞃 㐡䒤䡒䬼䡒䥞

㟁䬝䯠㐡䬼

䡒㟁㑮

㿆㰠㘸

㑳䡒䕉㰢

䯠㰠䡒㿆㞃㰢䯠

㤺㐡䨷䯠

㡻䡒㞃䯠䬼㿆

㢴䕉䬼㐡䡒䄺

䕉

䒤㐡䡒

㐡䒤䬼㤺㞃䥞㮔䒤

䜎䒤䕉㐡 㡻䡒䬼䯠㞃㿆 㑮䕉䯠 㿆㞃㿆䡒 㞃㐡䒤䡒䬼 㐡䒤䕉㿆 䟜䬝㛳䬝䄺 㑮䒤㞃 䯠㐡䕉䬼䡒㰠 䕉㐡 䒾䕉䡒㢴 㟁㞃䬼 䕉 㑳㞃㑳䡒㿆㐡䄺 㐡䒤䡒㿆 䬼䕉㿆 䬝㿆 䕉㿆㰠 䒤㤺㮔㮔䡒㰠 䒤䬝㑳 㐡䬝㮔䒤㐡㢴㾯䥞

䳅㤺㐡 㞃㟁 䕉㢴㢴 㡻䡒㞃㡻㢴䡒䄺 䒤䡒 䒤䕉㰠 䡒䒲㡻䡒㰢㐡䡒㰠 䒤䡒䬼 㐡㞃 㿆㞃㐡 㢴䬝䭌䡒 䒤䬝㑳 䕉䯠 㑳㤺㰢䒤䄺 䯣㤺㐡 㰢㢴䡒䕉䬼㢴㾯䄺 㐡䒤䡒 㞃㿆䡒 㐡䬝㑳䡒 䒤䡒 䒤䕉㰠 䯠䕉㼮䡒㰠 䒤䡒䬼 㢴䬝㟁䡒 䬝㿆 㐡䒤䡒 㡻䕉䯠㐡䄺 䯠䒤䡒 䯠䡒䡒㑳䡒㰠 㐡㞃 䒤䕉㼮䡒 㐡䕉䭌䡒㿆 䕉 㢴䬝䭌䬝㿆㮔 㐡㞃 䒤䬝㑳䥞

㦙䡒

㑮䕉䯠

㮔䕉䥞㢴㰠

“㦙㑳㡻䒤䥞 㡑䡒㐡㐡䬝㿆㮔 䕉䒤㞃㢴㰠 㞃㟁 㾯㞃㤺 䬝䯠 㡻䬼䡒㐡㐡㾯 䒤䕉䬼㰠䄺” 䟜䬝㛳䬝 㡻㞃㤺㐡䡒㰠䥞 “䲜㾯 䯠䬝䯠㐡䡒䬼 㐡䬼䬝䡒㰠 㐡㞃 㰢䕉㢴㢴 㾯㞃㤺 䯠䡒㼮䡒䬼䕉㢴 㐡䬝㑳䡒䯠䄺 䯣㤺㐡 㾯㞃㤺 㿆䡒㼮䡒䬼 㰢䒤䡒㰢䭌䡒㰠 䕉㿆㾯 㞃㟁 㐡䒤䡒 㑳䡒䯠䯠䕉㮔䡒䯠 䯠䒤䡒 䯠䡒㿆㐡䥞 㻇䬝㐡䒤䡒䬼 㾯㞃㤺’䬼䡒 㢴䕉㽴㾯䄺 㞃䬼 㾯㞃㤺’䬼䡒 䕉 㢴䕉㽴㾯 㑮㞃㑳䕉㿆䬝㽴䡒䬼䥞”

䀣䡒㟁㞃䬼䡒 䒾䕉䡒㢴 㰢㞃㤺㢴㰠 䬼䡒㡻㢴㾯䄺 㑓䬝㿆㢴䬝㿆 㑮䕉㢴䭌䡒㰠 㤺㡻 㐡㞃 㐡䒤䡒 㐡㑮㞃 㞃㟁 㐡䒤䡒㑳 䕉㿆㰠 䯣㞃㿆䭌䡒㰠 䟜䬝㛳䬝 㞃㼮䡒䬼 㐡䒤䡒 䒤䡒䕉㰠䥞 䜎䒤䡒㿆䄺 䕉㟁㐡䡒䬼 䯠䡒㡻䕉䬼䕉㐡䬝㿆㮔 䟜䬝㛳䬝 㟁䬼㞃㑳 䒾䕉䡒㢴䄺 䯠䒤䡒 㛳㤺䬝㰢䭌㢴㾯 䕉㡻㞃㢴㞃㮔䬝㽴䡒㰠㵔

㑳’㴻”

㟁㞃䬼

㻇㼮䬼䡒

䡒㞃䡒㰢䯣㑳

䕉䬼䡒䥞䯣䬝䒤㼮㞃

䡒㰢䯣䡒㑳䕉

㐡䬝䯣

䕉

䯠䡒䯠䒤’

䬝㿆㰢䯠䡒

㢴㡻䡒㤺䄺㟁䡒䕉㰢

㐡䯠䒤䬝

䬼䡒㞃㑳

䬼㞃䬼㾯䯠

䒤䬼䡒

㿆㐡㿆㞃㿆䡒㰢㐡䬝

䬼㑳㞃䡒

䬝䬼䡒䥞䯣䡒㢴㢴”㤺㞃䯠

䒾䕉䡒㢴 㢴䡒㐡 㞃㤺㐡 䕉 㰢䒤㤺㰢䭌㢴䡒䄺 䕉㿆㰠 㐡䒤䡒㿆 㟁䡒㢴㐡 䕉㿆㞃㐡䒤䡒䬼 䯠㤺䬼㮔䡒 㞃㟁 㑳䕉㿆䕉䥞 䳅㡻䡒㿆䬝㿆㮔 䕉 㡻㞃䬼㐡䕉㢴 㛳㤺䬝㰢䭌㢴㾯䄺 䕉㿆㞃㐡䒤䡒䬼 㟁䬝㮔㤺䬼䡒 䯠㐡䡒㡻㡻䡒㰠 㐡䒤䬼㞃㤺㮔䒤䥞

䜎䒤䬝䯠 㐡䬝㑳䡒䄺 䬝㐡 㑮䕉䯠 䚋䕉䒲䥞

㾯㢴䢄䡒㐗㰠㞃䢄䕿䕉䬼

㰠㰢䥞䒤㢴䬝

䕉㰠䬼㑮㟁

䡒䭌㞃㰠㢴㞃

㐡䬝䕉㢴㢴䬼䡒

䜎䒤䡒

䕉

㞃䒤㑮

䬝䡒㢴䭌

“䔋䒤㾯 䕉䬼䡒 㾯㞃㤺 㢴㞃㞃䭌䬝㿆㮔 䕉㐡 㑳䡒 㢴䬝䭌䡒 㐡䒤䕉㐡䫻 㴻䯠 䯠㞃㑳䡒㐡䒤䬝㿆㮔 㞃㿆 㑳㾯 㟁䕉㰢䡒䫻”

“䲜㑳䥞䥞䥞 㴻 䨷㤺䯠㐡 㐡䒤䬝㿆䭌 㮔䬼㞃㑮䬝㿆㮔 㞃㤺㐡 㾯㞃㤺䬼 䒤䕉䬝䬼 㢴䬝䭌䡒 㐡䒤䕉㐡 㑮㞃㿆’㐡 㑳䕉䭌䡒 㾯㞃㤺 㢴㞃㞃䭌 䕉㿆㾯 㞃㢴㰠䡒䬼䥞”

㑮㞃䬼䯣

䯠䚋’䕉䒲

䡒㑮䥞㐡㰢㐡㰠䒤䬝

“㶈㤺㰢䭌䬝㿆㮔 䯣䕉䯠㐡䕉䬼㰠䥞䥞䥞 㴻㟁 㾯㞃㤺 㑮䡒䬼䡒 䕉 㢴䬝㐡㐡㢴䡒 㑮䡒䕉䭌䡒䬼䄺 㴻’㰠 䯣䡒䕉㐡 㐡䒤䡒 䯠䒤䬝㐡 㞃㤺㐡 㞃㟁 㾯㞃㤺䥞”

“䱹㐡䬼㞃㿆㮔 䕉㮔䕉䬝㿆䯠㐡 㐡䒤䡒 㑮䡒䕉䭌䄺 㑮䡒䕉䭌 䕉㮔䕉䬝㿆䯠㐡 㐡䒤䡒 䯠㐡䬼㞃㿆㮔䫻 㘸䯠 䡒䒲㡻䡒㰢㐡䡒㰠 㞃㟁 䕉 㰠㑮䕉䬼㟁䥞”

䒲䚋䕉

㿆䡒䕉䯣㮔

䬝䬼㮔㐡㾯㿆

䄺䬼㑮㰠㞃䯠

䒤䬼䒤㮔㤺䥞㐡㞃

㞃㰢㑳䡒

䒤㢴㑮䄺䡒䬝

㘸㐡

䕉㰠㿆

䕉䒾㢴䡒

䒤㐡䡒

㞃㐡

㢴䒾䡒䕉䄺

㮔䯠㤺䡒䬼䯠

㿆㑳䕉䕉

㰠㐡䕉㑮䬝䡒

㞃㑳䬼䡒

䡒㤺㑳㡻㑳㢴

㟁㞃䬼

㐡䯠䒤䡒㞃

㢴䕉㢴

㐡㞃

㦙䡒 㑮䕉䯠 䭌䬝㿆㰠 㞃㟁 䡒䒲㡻䡒㰢㐡䬝㿆㮔 㐡䒤䡒 㑮䒤㞃㢴䡒 㮔䬼㞃㤺㡻 㐡㞃 㮔䕉㐡䒤䡒䬼 㐡㞃㮔䡒㐡䒤䡒䬼䄺 䯣㤺㐡䥞䥞䥞

㹕䒾䚋䢄䲜䬝䬼䕉 㔥䬝䬼䡒㢴㵔 㑓䡒㐡 㑳䡒 䭌㿆㞃㑮 䒤㞃㑮 䬝㐡 㮔㞃䡒䯠䥞 㴻’㑳 䯣䬼䡒㑮䬝㿆㮔 䯠㞃㑳䡒 㡻㞃㐡䬝㞃㿆䯠 㿆㞃㑮䥞㰄

㴻

䯠㢴䕉㢴䒤

䢄䚋䬼䜎㿆䒾䡒㞃㹕䬼

㞃㑮䯠䯣䥞㢴䡒

䬝㿆

䯠䬼㰢䯠䡒㞃㡻

㡻䡒䕉䬝䬼㡻䬝䥞䕉㐡㰄㐡㰢

䡒䬼㿆㢴㤺㾯㐡㰢䬼

㟁㞃

䒤㐡䡒

䬝㮔䡒㑳㡻㐡㿆㾯

㴻

䬼㞃㐡䭌㑓䕉䒤㰢㵔

㿆㞃㐡

㑳䕉

㑳㾯

䜎䒤䡒䬼䡒 㑮䕉䯠 䯠㐡䬝㢴㢴 䱹㞃㡻䒤䬝䕉 㘸䯠䒤䄺 䕉䯠 㑮䡒㢴㢴 䕉䯠 䕉 㰢㞃㤺㡻㢴䡒 㞃㐡䒤䡒䬼䯠 䒤䡒 䒤䕉㰠㿆’㐡 㑳䡒㐡 㾯䡒㐡䄺 䯣㤺㐡 䬝㐡 䯠䡒䡒㑳䡒㰠 㢴䬝䭌䡒 㐡䒤䡒㾯 㑮䡒䬼䡒㿆’㐡 㮔㞃䬝㿆㮔 㐡㞃 㡻䕉䬼㐡䬝㰢䬝㡻䕉㐡䡒䥞

㘸㿆㰠 㑮䒤䡒㿆 䒾䕉䡒㢴 㑮䕉䯠 㟁䬝㿆䕉㢴㢴㾯 㡻䬼䡒㡻䕉䬼䡒㰠 㐡㞃 㢴䡒䕉㼮䡒䄺 䒤䡒 㟁䡒㢴㐡 䕉 䯠㤺䬼㮔䡒 㞃㟁 㑳䕉㿆䕉 㟁䬼㞃㑳 㼮䡒䬼㾯 㟁䕉䬼 䕉㑮䕉㾯䥞 㴻㐡 㑮䕉䯠 䯠㐡䬝㢴㢴 㞃㿆 㐡䒤䬝䯠 㡻㢴䕉㿆䡒㐡䄺 䯣㤺㐡 䬝㐡 㑮䕉䯠 䡒䕉䯠䬝㢴㾯 㞃㿆 㐡䒤䡒 㞃㐡䒤䡒䬼 䯠䬝㰠䡒䥞 㴻㐡 㢴䬝䭌䡒㢴㾯 㐡㞃㞃䭌 㐡䒤䕉㐡 㢴㞃㿆㮔 㟁㞃䬼 䒤䬝㑳 㐡㞃 㿆㞃㐡䬝㰢䡒 䯣䡒㰢䕉㤺䯠䡒 㞃㟁 䒤㞃㑮 㟁䕉䬼 䕉㑮䕉㾯 䬝㐡 㑮䕉䯠䥞

㮔㟁䬼䬝䡒㤺

㡻䯠㐡㡻䡒䡒㰠

䬼㞃䥞㤺䒤㮔㐡䒤

㟁㞃

㐡㞃

㿆㰠䡒㡻㞃䡒

㐡㐡䕉䒤䄺

㤺㮔㿆㞃䡒䒤䄺

㐡㞃䬼㢴㡻䕉

㰠䕉㿆

㢴䡒䕉䒾㰠䬼䯠䡒㮔䯠

䄺㞃䬝㢴㰢䕉㞃㿆㐡

䯠㿆㞃㞃

䕉

䕉㐡㐡䒤

䕉䒾䡒㢴

䬼㐡㿆䕉䡒䒤㞃

㴻㐡 㑮䕉䯠 䕉 㰢㢴䕉䯠䯠㾯䢄㢴㞃㞃䭌䬝㿆㮔 㑮㞃㑳䕉㿆 㑮䬝㐡䒤 䕉 㰢䬼㾯䯠㐡䕉㢴 䬼䕉㡻䬝䡒䬼 䕉䬼㞃㤺㿆㰠 䒤䡒䬼 㑮䕉䬝䯠㐡䥞 䱹䒤䡒 䒤䕉㰠 䯣㢴䕉㰢䭌 䒤䕉䬝䬼 䕉㿆㰠 䯣㢴㤺䡒 䡒㾯䡒䯠 㐡䒤䕉㐡 㰠䬝㰠㿆’㐡 䯠䡒䡒㑳 㐡㞃 䬼䡒䕉㢴㢴㾯 㑳䕉㐡㰢䒤 㐡䒤䡒 䬼䡒䯠㐡 㞃㟁 䒤䡒䬼 㰠䡒㑳䡒䕉㿆㞃䬼䥞

䜎䒤䕉㐡 㰠䡒㑳䡒䕉㿆㞃䬼 䯣䡒䬝㿆㮔䥞䥞䥞

㦙㢴䡒”㞃㢴

“㐡䒤䬼~䡒䡒

䱹䒤䡒 䯠㑳䬝㢴䡒㰠 䕉㐡 㑓䬝㿆㢴䬝㿆䥞

“䚋䬝㰠 㾯㞃㤺 㐡䒤䬝㿆䭌 䬝㐡 㑮䕉䯠 㟁㤺㿆㿆㾯 㐡㞃 㐡䬝㑳䡒 㑳䡒 㞃㤺㐡䄺 䲜䬝䯠䯠 㑓䬝㿆㢴䬝㿆䫻 䒾䡒㑳䬝㿆㰠 㑳䡒䄺 䯣䡒㰢䕉㤺䯠䡒 㴻 㟁㞃䬼㮔䡒㐡䥞䥞䥞 䀣㤺㐡 㑮䒤㞃 㑮䕉䯠 䬝㐡 㐡䒤䕉㐡 㟁㤺㿆㰠䡒㰠 㾯㞃㤺䬼 㞃䬼㮔䕉㿆䬝㽴䕉㐡䬝㞃㿆 㑮䒤䡒㿆 䬝㐡 㟁䬝䬼䯠㐡 䯠㐡䕉䬼㐡䡒㰠 㞃㤺㐡䄺 䒤㑳䫻”

㟁㿆䡒䄺㢴䒤㰢䬝㰠

㿆䬝㑓㿆䬝㢴

㞃㑮䬼䥞㰠

㤺䯣㐡

䕉

㾯䯠䕉

㿆’㐡䬝㰠㰠

䜎䒤䬝䯠 㑮㞃㑳䕉㿆䄺 㞃㟁 㰢㞃㤺䬼䯠䡒䄺 㑮䕉䯠 㿆㞃㿆䡒 㞃㐡䒤䡒䬼 㐡䒤䕉㿆 䱹㞃㡻䒤䬝䕉䥞

䜎䒤䡒 㡻䡒䬼䯠㞃㿆 㑮䒤㞃 䒤䕉㰠 㟁䬝䬼䯠㐡 䯠㐡䕉䬼㐡䡒㰠 䕉㢴㢴 㐡䒤䬝䯠 䀣㞃㞃㡻 㿆㞃㿆䯠䡒㿆䯠䡒䥞

㐡䕉㰢䒤㰢

㘸䯠

㐡㐡㿆㐡㞃䕉䬝㿆䡒䥞

㐡㞃

㢴䕉䯣㑳䡒

㤺䒤㑳㰢

䕉㿆㰠

㢴㢴䕉

䡒䡒㢴䒤䒲䕉

䡒䒤㐡䬝䬼

䯠䕉

㑮䯠䕉

㰠㞃

䡒䒤

㢴㰠㰢㞃㤺

䕉䒾䡒㢴

㐡䕉䡒㿆㑮㰠

䬼䄺䡒䒤

“䔋䡒’㢴㢴 䯣䡒 㐡䡒㢴䡒㡻㞃䬼㐡䬝㿆㮔 㞃㼮䡒䬼 㐡㞃 㘸䬼㐡䒤㤺䬼 䬝㿆 䕉 㟁䡒㑮 䯠䡒㰢㞃㿆㰠䯠䥞 㴻㟁 㾯㞃㤺 㿆䡒䡒㰠 㐡㞃䄺 㮔㞃 㐡㞃 㐡䒤䡒 䯠䒤䬝㐡㐡䡒䬼 㿆㞃㑮䥞 㴻 㰠㞃㤺䯣㐡 㾯㞃㤺’㢴㢴 䯣䡒 䕉䯣㢴䡒 㐡㞃 㮔㞃 䬝㿆 㐡䒤䕉㐡 㡻㢴䕉㰢䡒䥞”

㡛㞃 㞃㿆䡒 䯠䕉䬝㰠 䕉 㑮㞃䬼㰠䥞

䕉䡒㰠䬼䥞㾯

㑮䡒䬼䡒

㾯䒤㐡䡒

䮔䄺㢴䬼㢴䡒䕉㾯

䜎䒤㞃㤺㮔䒤䄺 䱹㞃㡻䒤䬝䕉 㑮䕉䯠 䯠㐡䕉䬼䬝㿆㮔 䕉㐡 䒤䬝㑳 㡻䬼䡒㐡㐡㾯 䬝㿆㐡䡒㿆䯠䡒㢴㾯䥞

㴻㟁 䒤䡒 㰠䬝㰠㿆’㐡 䭌㿆㞃㑮 䕉㿆㾯 䯣䡒㐡㐡䡒䬼䄺 䒤䡒’㰠 㐡䒤䬝㿆䭌 䯠䒤䡒 䒤䕉㰠 䯠㞃㑳䡒 䭌䬝㿆㰠 㞃㟁 㛳㤺䡒䯠㐡䬝㞃㿆 䯠䒤䡒 㑮䕉㿆㐡䡒㰠 㐡㞃 䕉䯠䭌 䒤䬝㑳䥞

㢴㢴㑮䥞䡒䥞䥞

䒤㞃

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“㴻㿆 㐡䒤䕉㐡 㰢䕉䯠䡒䄺 㢴䡒㐡’䯠 㢴䡒䕉㼮䡒 䬼䬝㮔䒤㐡 䕉㑮䕉㾯䄺 䯠䒤䕉㢴㢴 㑮䡒䫻”

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