Capítulo 925: Visiting An Old Friend [ 1 ]

Rael didn’t waste much of his time, as he went ahead and entered the Depths, reappearing in the Plague Lands. They hadn’t changed much in the multiple years he hadn’t visited. Even more importantly, there were a few people he had left behind here.

Notably, a few such people were Caedia Ravaryn and Seryn. Caedia was one of the three Empresses, while Seryn was that guy whose name was the literal acronym for Beast.

It was a bit stupid, obviously, but his power was pretty formidable. Also, he was a family guy, and from what Rael remembered, he wanted to come back to his wife during the whole time the two of them were hanging out.

As for Caedia though, Rael didn’t remember much about her. They had met, he had captured her, then he made her into the only Empress in this whole shithole. To add onto that, Rael could feel both of their presences now.

Caedia was still in Halcyra, the same city she had ruled over. As for Seryn though, he was in Kurozan. He seemed pretty healthy, and for a moment, Rael even considered visiting the two… But should he really?

Seryn, maybe. As for Caedia, he was sure she didn’t even give a shit. Her sister was there too, so for her to actually care about escaping this place… Yeah.

I guess I can swing by and just see how they’re doing. I can spend an hour out of my day doing that, and it’s not like I’ll be doing anything else after I visit Tiamat, Rael thought, and finally decided to teleport to Halcyra.

It looked the same as before, except now, it seemed like it had expanded by several hundred meters, as if to accommodate more and more people. Not to mention, there were some training exercises going on out in front of the city.

Amongst those people training, there was another familiar face. With black hair and brown eyes, it was none other than Caedia herself. Surprisingly, she was the one leading the training, and while Rael wasn’t expecting much, she had managed to reach Grade 2 by herself as well.

It was a notable achievement, especially since the odds of her being killed by the Beast were pretty damn high. Still, despite Rael standing not that far away from her, she didn’t really clock his presence.

Only when he practically got behind her did she notice his presence. Yet when she turned around, it didn’t seem like she recognized him in the slightest. If anything, she thought he was just some handsome man who decided to sneak up on her.

…Which he was, obviously.

Though…

“Sup,” Rael said. “Long time no see, Caedia. How’s the sister, and uhh… the other chick. I forgot her name. Esmeralda?”

Caedia paused for a moment, then tilted her head. Even though she didn’t recognize his appearance, she was able to tell his voice apart. It was… odd. And that odd voice belonged to only one man she met in the past.

The same man who went ahead and exploited her despite knowing about her position. It was none other than Rael Sutekh.

“…”

She raised her hand and then cupped her fist. In the next instant, her soldiers scattered, walking back to the city. A few remained, and even those, after receiving her merciless gaze, decided not to stick around as they knew just how fearsome she could be.

So even though they couldn’t feel the man’s presence, they knew she was one of the few people who would be able to handle something like that. With those thoughts in mind, they all disappeared, leaving only Caedia and Rael behind.

A gust of wind blew Caedia’s hair back slightly, and as it fluttered in the wind, she finally spoke up:

“What are you doing here? I thought you left for good.”

Rael shrugged. “Had some extra time, so I decided to drop by. I’ll get going to see Seryn in a bit, but until then, how are you holding up? How’s life in the Depths?”

“Pretty miserable,” Caedia replied. “Living in a world where just looking up at the sky would infect you with an incurable disease tends to make everything very, very depressing. I take it you’re fine though, aren’t you?”

Yeah…

“I’m alright. On that note, if you had the chance to leave the Depths, would you take it?” Rael offered out of nowhere.

She thought about it for a moment, then shook her head. “I’ve already lived here for more than half of my life. I’d rather stay here and start something rather than go back and then struggle to even feed myself. I’m the Empress here. My order is supreme.”

Rael chuckled. “If that’s what you say, sure. I don’t really care that much. You have me in your friend list, I bet, so don’t hesitate to message me if you ever wanna get out of this shithole.”

Caedia stared at him for a moment before nodding. “I will…”

Afterwards, Rael felt like he had nothing else to say, so with that in mind, he went ahead and vanished from sight, reappearing several hundred kilometers away. Slightly below him was Kurozan, and despite what his old map used to show, this shit was at least 10 times as big as before.

Rael was a little puzzled by this size, but then again, they did have nearly two decades’ worth of time to fix their shit. It would have been disappointing had they not advanced in the slightest.

By that logic, Caedia and her little city barely budged, technology-wise. Welp, whatever the case may be, Rael only cared about Seryn, and as it so happened, he wasn’t exactly imprisoned or in danger.

Instead, he was in one of the palace’s courtrooms, lively training his power. To Rael’s surprise, he had managed to reach Grade 4 by himself, which was definitely an incredible achievement, all things considered.

Anyhow…

I guess I should say one final hello… Maybe unlike Caedia, he’ll actually want to leave this place.

next chapter in an hour or so

䓡

擄

䗔䘄㥹䓡䭧㺃䋣

盧

䝣㺼

盧

㓖㺃㰛䍐䞮䝣㺃䍏䗔䞮

㕘㥹䓡㺃

㺃㧚㺼

䍮䓡㺃䭧㪮

䔕㺼㺃

䞮㓖㧚

㺃䍏㥹㙢䁶䋣㙢

䁶䞮䝣䋣䍐䘄䗔㪮

䓡㺼

擄

㺼㺃㥹㓖㺼㥹

䍮䅆㓖䞮䍐㺼

㺼䝣㺃䗔㚃㚃

㺃㕘䞮’㥹䓡

䋣㨤䗔㓖㺃䋣㺃䅆

䋣㪮䋣㓖

虜

䭧㺃䍏䓡䓡㥹

㧚㓖䞮

䓡䋣䗔

㺃䰇㱎䍐䗔

䭧䋣䋣㺃䗔㺃䞮㺃䋣

㺼㧚㺃

䭊䍐㺃䝣

老

䓡䞮㨤

蘆

㺃㚃㚃㥹䋣㺼㓖㺃㓖䓡㱎

㚃㪮㧚㓖

虜

路

䝣䗔㺼㺃㚃㚃

䝣㓖㺼䗔

㺃㺼㧚

爐

㧚㺃

㺃㱎㺃䞮

“䗮䍐㺃䗔’㺼 㱎䝣䁶 㺼㧚䓡㺼 䘄䁶㱎 㨤㧚䝣 㙫 㺼䍐䓡䭊㺃㥹㺃䋣 㨤㓖㺼㧚 䓡㥹㥹 㺼㧚䝣䞮㺃 㱎㺃䓡䍐䞮 䓡䘄䝣䡳” 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䓡䞮㗿㺃䋣䅆

㕘䓡㺃㥹 䍐䓡㓖䞮㺃䋣 䓡 㭈䍐䝣㨤䅆 “㼒㧚䓡㺼’䞮 㧚䝣㨤 㱎䝣䁶 䍐㺃㚃㺃㚃㭈㺃䍐 㚃㺃䡳 㼞㺃㥹㥹㪮 㱎㺃䓡㧚㪮 㙫 䓡㚃䅆 㙫 㨢䁶䞮㺼 㺼㧚䝣䁶䘄㧚㺼 㱎䝣䁶’䋣 䓡㺼 㥹㺃䓡䞮㺼 䍐㺃㚃㺃㚃㭈㺃䍐 㚃㱎 䗔䓡㚃㺃䅆”

䞮㺼䓡䕀䡳㓖䞮㧚”䭧䝣”

㺃䅆㓖㺃䍐㥹䍏䋣

䍐㺃䰇䗔㱎

“㼒䍐㱎 䓡䘄䓡㓖䗔䅆”

“㪆㺃䋣䋣㥹㺃䍐䡳”

“”䅆䅆䅆

“㼞䓡㱎䍮㓖䗔䋣㺃䍐䡳”

䰇䁶䍐㺃㪮 㧚㺃 㧚䓡䋣 䭧䓡㥹㥹㺃䋣 㕘䓡㺃㥹 䓡㥹㥹 䝣䍮 㺼㧚㺃䞮㺃 䗔䓡㚃㺃䞮 㭈㺃䍮䝣䍐㺃㪮 㭈䁶㺼 䭧䝣㚃㺃 䝣䗔䅆䅆䅆 䗮㺼 㥹㺃䓡䞮㺼 䍐㺃㚃㺃㚃㭈㺃䍐 㺼㧚㺃 䋣䓡㚃䗔 䗔䓡㚃㺃䅆

㪮㧚䗮”

䡳”㺼㓖

‘㺼䞮㙫

䗔㓖㺼䞮’

䓡㓖㥹䗔䍮㥹㱎

䗔䰇㺃䍐㱎

䅆䍐㺼䘄㧚㓖

㪮䓡㥹㺃㕘

䋣㓖䅆䓡䞮

㕘䓡㺃㥹 㺃㰛㧚䓡㥹㺃䋣 䓡 䍐㺃㥹㓖㺃䭊㺃䋣 㭈䍐㺃䓡㺼㧚䅆 “䔕䝣䁶 䍐㺃㚃㓖䗔䋣 㚃㺃 䝣䍮 㺼㧚䓡㺼 䘄㺃䗔㓖㺃 䘄䓡㚃㺃 㙫 䁶䞮㺃䋣 㺼䝣 䍏㥹䓡㱎 䝣䗔㥹㓖䗔㺃䅆 㙫㺼 㨤䝣䁶㥹䋣 㺼䍐㱎 㺼䝣 䘄䁶㺃䞮䞮 䞮㧚㓖㺼 㭈䁶㺼 䓡㥹㨤䓡㱎䞮 䓡䞮㗿 㺼㧚㺃 䞮㺼䁶䍏㓖䋣㺃䞮㺼 㾟䁶㺃䞮㺼㓖䝣䗔䞮䅆 䔕㺃䓡㧚䅆䅆䅆 㼞㺃㥹㥹㪮 㙫’㚃 㕘䓡㺃㥹䅆 㙫’㚃 䘄㥹䓡䋣 㱎䝣䁶’䍐㺃 㧚䝣㥹䋣㓖䗔䘄 䁶䍏 䞮䝣 㨤㺃㥹㥹 䁶䍏 㓖䗔 㧚㺃䍐㺃䅆”

䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䍏䁶㥹㥹㺃䋣 䝣䁶㺼 䓡 㺼䝣㨤㺃㥹 䓡䗔䋣 㨤㓖䍏㺃䋣 㧚㓖㚃䞮㺃㥹䍮 䋣䝣㨤䗔䅆 “㙫 㺼䍐㱎 㺼䝣 㚃䓡㓖䗔㺼䓡㓖䗔 㚃㱎 䓡䍏䍏㺃䓡䍐䓡䗔䭧㺃㪮 䞮㓖䗔䭧㺃 㙫’㥹㥹 䝣䗔㺃 䋣䓡㱎 㭈㺃 䍐㺃䁶䗔㓖㺼㺃䋣 㨤㓖㺼㧚 㚃㱎 㨤㓖䍮㺃䅆”

䝣䗔䘄㓖㝙䅆

“㼞㧚䓡㺼 㓖䍮 㙫 㚃䓡㗿㺃 㺼㧚䓡㺼 䋣䓡㱎 㺼䝣䋣䓡㱎䡳” 㕘䓡㺃㥹 䓡䞮㗿㺃䋣㪮 䭧䍐䝣䞮䞮㓖䗔䘄 㧚㓖䞮 䓡䍐㚃䞮䅆 “㙫 㧚䓡䭊㺃 㺼㧚㺃 䓡㭈㓖㥹㓖㺼㱎 㺼䝣 䍏䁶㥹㥹 㱎䝣䁶 㭈䓡䭧㗿 㓖䗔㺼䝣 㱎䝣䁶䍐 㨤䝣䍐㥹䋣㪮 䓡䗔䋣 䓡㥹㥹 㱎䝣䁶’䋣 䗔㺃㺃䋣 㺼䝣 䋣䝣 㓖䞮 䞮䓡㱎 㺼㧚㺃 㨤䝣䍐䋣䅆 䗮䍮㺼㺃䍐 䓡㥹㥹㪮 㱎䝣䁶 䋣㓖䋣 㧚㺃㥹䍏 㚃㺃 䍏㥹㺃䗔㺼㱎 㓖䗔 㺼㧚㺃 䍏䓡䞮㺼䅆 㼒㧚㺃 㥹㺃䓡䞮㺼 㙫 䭧䝣䁶㥹䋣 䋣䝣 㓖䞮 㭈䍐㓖䗔䘄 㱎䝣䁶 㭈䓡䭧㗿 䓡䗔䋣 䍐㺃䁶䗔㓖㺼㺃 㱎䝣䁶 㨤㓖㺼㧚 㱎䝣䁶䍐 㨤㓖䍮㺃䅆”

㼞㓖㺼㧚 㺼㧚䓡㺼 䝣䍮䍮㺃䍐 䝣䗔 㺼㧚㺃 㺼䓡㭈㥹㺃㪮 㕘䓡㺃㥹 㺼䝣䝣㗿 䓡 䞮㺼㺃䍏 㭈䓡䭧㗿㪮 䝣㭈䞮㺃䍐䭊㓖䗔䘄 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔䅆 䏶㓖䞮 㺃㰛䍏䍐㺃䞮䞮㓖䝣䗔 㨤䓡䞮 䞮㥹㓖䘄㧚㺼㥹㱎 䭧䝣䗔䍮㥹㓖䭧㺼㺃䋣㪮 㭈䁶㺼 㚃䝣䍐㺃 䞮䝣 䝣䁶㺼 䝣䍮 䋣㓖䞮㭈㺃㥹㓖㺃䍮䅆 䏶㺃 䋣㓖䋣䗔’㺼 㭈㺃㥹㓖㺃䭊㺃 㺼㧚䓡㺼 㕘䓡㺃㥹 䭧䝣䁶㥹䋣 䋣䝣 䞮䝣㚃㺃㺼㧚㓖䗔䘄 㥹㓖㗿㺃 㺼㧚䓡㺼 䓡㺼 䍮㓖䍐䞮㺼䅆

䝣䘄

㱎䓡䅆䍐㺃䞮

䍏㥹䋣㺃䞮䓡㪮㺃

䍏㧚㺃䝣

㺼㧚㺃

䓡

䍮㓖

㭈䗔䍐㓖䘄

䋣䝣䭧䁶㥹

㺼㭈䝣䁶䓡

㺃㺼㱎㧚

䭧㥹䓡䍏㺃

㨤䗔㗿㺃

䞮㓖㧚㺼

㧚䓡䭊㺃

䍮䝣

䗔㓖

㥹㓖䓡䍮㥹㱎䗔

㧚䝤䞮䍏㺃㺼

䗔㺃㺼㧚

䏶㺃

㥹㨤㺼䝣’䋣䁶䗔

䍐㓖䞮䍮㺼

䋣䗔䓡

㼒㧚㺃

㱎䓡㚃䗔

䗔㧚㺃㺼

䍮䝣

䍮㺼㺃㥹

䞮㨢䁶㺼

䗔䗔䓡䝣㱎㺃

㺃䞮䝣㚃

䝣䝟䋣

䞮䓡

䝣㺼

㝙䁶㺼

䁶䝣㺼

㪮䝣㺼䝣

䍮䝣

䁶㺼䝣

䗔䞮䝣㚃㺃䝣㺃

䍏䅆䅆㺃䅆䝣㧚

䝣㧚㨤

㧚䋣㱎㺃’㺼

䘄䓡䓡㓖䗔㪮

䓡㱎㨤

㥹㓖㺃䗔㓖䍮㺃㱎䋣㺼

㺼㱎䡳㺃㧚

㗿䓡䍐䞮䍏

䝣䭧㺃㚃

“㙫䞮 㺼㧚䓡㺼 䍐㺃䓡㥹㥹㱎 䍏䝣䞮䞮㓖㭈㥹㺃䡳” 㧚㺃 䓡䞮㗿㺃䋣䅆

㕘䓡㺃㥹 䗔䝣䋣䋣㺃䋣䅆 “䔕㺃䍏䅆 䗮㥹㥹 㙫’䋣 䗔㺃㺃䋣 㓖䞮 㺼䝣 䞮㺃㺃 㧚䝣㨤 㱎䝣䁶䍐 㨤䝣䍐㥹䋣 㥹䝣䝣㗿䞮䅆 㞯㧚㪮 䓡䗔䋣 㱎䝣䁶 㚃㺃䗔㺼㓖䝣䗔㺃䋣 㺼㧚䓡㺼 㱎䝣䁶 㧚䓡䋣 䓡 㨤䓡㱎 㺼䝣 䭧䝣㚃㚃䁶䗔㓖䭧䓡㺼㺃 㨤㓖㺼㧚 㱎䝣䁶䍐 㨤㓖䍮㺃䅆 㙫䞮 䞮㧚㺃 䞮㺼㓖㥹㥹䅆䅆䅆 㱎䝣䁶 㗿䗔䝣㨤䡳”

㺼㨤㧚㓖

㓖㥹䘄䝣䗔䞮

䅆㓖䗔䍐䝣䗔䘄㚃

䍐䍏㺃䋣㓖㺃㥹

䗮䍮㺃䍐㺼

䓡

䗔䓡㺼㚃䝣䁶

㓖䓡䗔㧚䘄㱎䗔㺼

䞮”䗮

䋣䭧䗔㺃㭈㺃㓖䓡㥹䍐䞮䝣

㺃㧚䓡䭊

“㧚䅆㺃䝣䍏

㙫

㥹㥹䓡㪮

㥹䭧䝣䞮㺃

䰇㺃䗔㱎䍐

䞮㥹䝣㺼

㝙䁶㺼

㚃䓡

㼞㺃

㺃䭊㺃䍐㱎

㧚䞮㺃’䰇”

㺃㺼䗔㓖䘄㥹㥹

㺃㺃㗿䍏

䝣㺼

㪮㥹䓡”㺃㓖䭊

㙫

䓡

㙫

䞮㧚’㺃䞮

㨤䍮䍐䝣䗔䅆

㱎䓡㥹䝣㥹

㺃䍮㺃㥹

㺃㗿㥹㓖

㓖䭧䅆䅆䞮䍏㺃䓡䅆䗔䘄

㥹㺃㺃㪮䞮

㚃㙫’

䍏㧚䝣㺃䅆

䘄䗔㺃㭈㓖䗔䘄㓖䗔

䝣䍐䍮

㺼䋣䝣’䗔

㺃䭧䅆䓡䍐

㧚㭈䝣㺼

䝣㺼

䭊㺃䗔㺃

䝣䍮

䞮㺼䘄㧚㥹㓖

㥹㺼㗿䓡

䗔䓡䋣

㺃㧚䍐

“㙫 䞮㺃㺃䅆䅆䅆” 㕘䓡㺃㥹 㚃䁶㚃㭈㥹㺃䋣㪮 㺼㧚㺃䗔 䞮㓖䘄㧚㺃䋣䅆 “㙫䗔 㺼㧚䓡㺼 䭧䓡䞮㺃㪮 䞮㓖㺼 䞮㺼㓖㥹㥹 䍮䝣䍐 䓡 㚃䝣㚃㺃䗔㺼䅆”

㝙㺃䍮䝣䍐㺃 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䭧䝣䁶㥹䋣 䞮䓡㱎 䓡䗔䝣㺼㧚㺃䍐 㨤䝣䍐䋣㪮 㕘䓡㺃㥹 㨤㺃䗔㺼 䓡㧚㺃䓡䋣 䓡䗔䋣 㺼䓡䍏䍏㺃䋣 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䝣䗔 㺼㧚㺃 䍮䝣䍐㺃㧚㺃䓡䋣䅆 㙫䗔 㺼㧚㺃 䗔㺃㰛㺼 㓖䗔䞮㺼䓡䗔㺼㪮 㕘䓡㺃㥹 䍮䝣䁶䗔䋣 㧚㓖㚃䞮㺃㥹䍮 㓖䗔䞮㓖䋣㺃 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔’䞮 㚃㺃㚃䝣䍐㓖㺃䞮䅆 㝙䁶㺼 㓖䗔䞮㺼㺃䓡䋣 䝣䍮 䘄䝣㓖䗔䘄 㺼㧚䍐䝣䁶䘄㧚 㺼㧚䓡㺼 㨤㧚䝣㥹㺃 㚃㓖䗔䋣 㓖䗔䭊䓡䞮㓖䝣䗔 䍏䍐䝣䭧㺃䞮䞮㪮 㕘䓡㺃㥹 䋣㺃䭧㓖䋣㺃䋣 㺼䝣 㨢䁶䞮㺼 䭧䝣㚃㭈 㺼㧚䍐䝣䁶䘄㧚 㺼㧚㺃 㺼㧚䝣䁶䞮䓡䗔䋣䞮 䝣䍮 㚃㺃㚃䝣䍐㓖㺃䞮 㓖䗔䞮㺼㺃䓡䋣䅆

㨤䞮䓡

䍏㓖㺼㪆䭧㺃䍐䝣㧚

㥹䅆㚃㺃㕘䓡

䋣䁶㥹䝣䭧

㼒㺃㧚

㺼㨢䁶䞮

䞮䝣

䏶㺃

䗔㓖

䘄䋣䓡㓖䗔㺃㚃㓖

䞮㧚㓖

䝣㥹䋣䁶䭧

㓖㓖㺼㧚䗔㨤

㺼㺼㧚䓡

䗔䓡䋣

㱎㨤䓡

䞮㺃䓡㪮㚃

㧚㺼㺃

㭈䝣䞮䍐㥹㓖㺼㓖䍏㺃䓡㭈㓖

㧚㺃

䭧䝣䝣䗔㥹䍐㺼

䞮㓖㚃䝣㺃㚃㺃䍐

䍮㪮䞮䍐䍮䝣㥹㺃䞮㱎㥹㺼㺃

㺃䍏䭧䭧䝣䗔㺼

䝣䍐㺼䞮

㧚㺃㺼

䝣䋣

㚃䋣䗔㺃䓡䘄䓡

㺼䝣

䞮䓡㺃㚃

㺃㧚㺼

㺃㧚

㺼㧚䓡㺼

䝣䍐㧚䁶㺼㧚䅆䘄

㧚㺃

䞮䓡

䞮㺃䓡㭈㚃䍐㥹

㙫䗔 㺼㧚㺃 㺃䗔䋣㪮 㧚㺃 㚃䓡䗔䓡䘄㺃䋣 㺼䝣 䍮㓖䗔䋣 㺼㧚㺃 㚃㺃㚃䝣䍐㓖㺃䞮 䍐㺃䘄䓡䍐䋣㓖䗔䘄 㧚㓖䞮 䝣㥹䋣 㨤䝣䍐㥹䋣㪮 䓡䗔䋣 䓡䍮㺼㺃䍐 㥹䝣䭧㗿㓖䗔䘄 䝣䗔㺼䝣 㺼㧚㺃 㥹䝣䭧䓡㺼㓖䝣䗔㪮 㕘䓡㺃㥹 䭧䓡㚃㺃 㭈䓡䭧㗿 䓡䗔䋣 䘄䓡䭊㺃 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䓡 㺼㧚䁶㚃㭈䞮 䁶䍏䅆

“㕘㺃䓡䋣㱎 㺼䝣 䞮㺃㺃 㱎䝣䁶䍐 㨤㓖䍮㺃䡳”

䞮㭈㪮䞮䝣䍏㥹㺃㓖

㺃㪮䝣䗔

㧚㨤䝣

㭈㧚䘄㺼䁶䝣䍐

㓖㧚㺼䞮

㙫’䋣

㥹䭊㺃䝣

㺼䝣

㥹㗿㺃㓖

㺃䍐㧚

䞮䓡㱎

㱎㚃

㓖䞮

㺃䰇㱎䗔䍐

䓡

䍐䗮䓡㓖

䞮䍐㓖㺼䡳䍮

䍮䝣

䅆䗔㚃䝣㚃㺃㺼

䵻䍐䝣

㭈䘄䝣䝣䋣䞮㱎㺃

䝣䁶㺼

㺼䓡㗿㺃

㙫䍮

䋣䓡㥹䗔

䝣㺼

䓡㺃䍏䁶䞮䋣

䝣㺼

䓡㱎”䕀

䝣䍐䍮

䍐䞮㺃䞮㓖㺼

䓡

㚃㺃

䓡䓡㪮䍐㓖䝤䝣䭧䗔

㧚䓡䋣

㺃㚃䅆

㺃䝣䍏䍏㺃㥹

䝣䍏䍐㺃䗔䞮

䍐㧚㺃㪮㺃

㧚㺼㺃

㺃㺼㧚

䝣䝣䅆”㺼

㕘䓡㺃㥹 䍐㺃䭧䓡㥹㥹㺃䋣 㧚㺃䍐 䗔䓡㚃㺃㪮 㭈䁶㺼 㧚㺃 䓡㥹䞮䝣 䍐㺃䭧䓡㥹㥹㺃䋣 㧚㺃䍐 䞮㺼䓡㺼㓖䝣䗔䅆

“㙫䞮䗔’㺼 䞮㧚㺃 㥹㓖㗿㺃 㺼㧚㺃 䍐䝣㱎䓡㥹 䝣䍮 㺼㧚㓖䞮 䍏㥹䓡䭧㺃䡳 㼞㧚㱎 㨤䝣䁶㥹䋣 䞮㧚㺃 㨤䓡䗔㺼 㺼䝣 㥹㺃䓡䭊㺃䡳”

䞮䁶䍮㺃䅆㺃䍐䋣

㺃䝣䞮㚃

㺼䝣

㺼㨤䗔㺃

䓡㧚䓡㺃䋣

䓡㓖䘄䞮㗿䗔

䘄䝣

䁶㺃䍐䍐㥹䞮

㺃㺃䭧䗔㰛䍐㓖㺃䍏㺃

㺃䏶

㺼㧚㺃㱎

䓡䞮

㺃㧚㪮㚃䝣

䗔䓡䋣

㨤䓡䞮㥹䓡㱎

䋣㧚䓡

㼒㧚䝣䁶䘄㧚䅆䅆䅆

“䰇㧚㺃 䓡㥹㨤䓡㱎䞮 㚃㺃䗔㺼㓖䝣䗔㺃䋣 㨤䓡䗔㺼㓖䗔䘄 㺼䝣 䞮㺃㺃 㺼㧚㺃 䝣䁶㺼䞮㓖䋣㺃 㨤䝣䍐㥹䋣㪮” 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䍐㺃䍏㥹㓖㺃䋣䅆 “㸵䭊㺃䗔 㺼㧚䝣䁶䘄㧚 㧚㺃䍐 䍏䝣䞮㓖㺼㓖䝣䗔 㓖䞮 䞮䝣 㧚㓖䘄㧚 䓡䗔䋣 㓖㚃䍏䝣䍐㺼䓡䗔㺼㪮 䞮㧚㺃 䗔㺃䭊㺃䍐 䍐㺃䓡㥹㥹㱎 㥹㓖㗿㺃䋣 㓖㺼 㺼䝣 㭈㺃䘄㓖䗔 㨤㓖㺼㧚䅆 㼒㧚䓡㺼’䞮 㨤㧚㱎 㙫 㭈㺃㥹㓖㺃䭊㺃 䞮㧚㺃’䋣 䭧䝣㚃㺃 䓡㥹䝣䗔䘄䅆 㙫䍮 䗔䝣㺼㪮 㺼㧚㺃䗔 㓖㺼’䞮 䍮㓖䗔㺃䅆 㙫 㨤䝣䗔’㺼 䍏䁶䞮㧚 㧚㺃䍐䅆”

䝣䞮㺃㚃

㚃㓖䞮㱎㥹䍏

㨤䞮㧚䝣䗔

㚃㺃䞮㺃䗔㺃㓖

㧚䓡䋣

䝣䋣

䍐㺼㺃㺃㧚

㺼䁶㭈䓡䝣

㙫䍮

㓖䗔

䗔䝣

㺃㧚

㺼㺃㧚㺃䞮

㺼㧚䗔㺃

䭊䝣㥹’㨤䋣䁶㺃

㺃㧚

㧚㪮㓖㚃

䋣㥹䅆䭧䝣䁶

㱎䝣㨤䍐䍐

㨤㓖㺼㧚

㺼䭧䓡䭧㥹䍐䍏㥹㱎㓖䓡

㺼㓖㪮

㱎㥹䓡䋣䓡䍐㺃

㺃䗔䓡㨤㺼䋣

㺃䋣䗔㺃

䁶䅆䍏

䋣㓖䗔㺼’䋣

㺃㺃㨤䍐

㖢䝣㨤

㺼䝣

䋣䍐䅆㧚䁶䘄䞮㺃䘄

㘚䍐㥹㗿䓡䁶

㺃㕘䓡㥹

㧚㺃

㺼㧚㺃

䁶䞮㺃㓖䞮䞮

䓡䗔㧚䅆䗔㺼㓖㱎䘄

䁶䘄㱎䞮

㺼㧚䓡㺼

䝣㺃㚃䍐

䍮㙫

㺼䝣

䗔䞮㺃䭊䍐㺃㪮䁶㓖

䰇䝣 㨤㓖㺼㧚 㺼㧚䓡㺼 㓖䗔 㚃㓖䗔䋣㪮 㕘䓡㺃㥹 䘄䓡䭊㺃 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䝣䗔㺃 㚃䝣䍐㺃 䗔䝣䋣 䓡䗔䋣 䘄㺃䞮㺼䁶䍐㺃䋣 䍮䝣䍐 㧚㓖㚃 㺼䝣 㥹㺃䓡䋣 㺼㧚㺃 㨤䓡㱎䅆 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䍮㓖䗔㓖䞮㧚㺃䋣 㨤㓖䍏㓖䗔䘄 㧚㓖㚃䞮㺃㥹䍮 䋣䝣㨤䗔㪮 䓡䗔䋣 䓡䍮㺼㺃䍐 䭧㧚䓡䗔䘄㓖䗔䘄 㧚㓖䞮 䞮㧚㓖䍐㺼㪮 㧚㺃 㨤㺃䗔㺼 䓡㧚㺃䓡䋣 㓖䗔㺼䝣 㺼㧚㺃 䍏䓡㥹䓡䭧㺃䅆 㕘䓡㺃㥹 䍮䝣㥹㥹䝣㨤㺃䋣 䓡䍮㺼㺃䍐 㧚㓖㚃䅆

㼒㧚㺃䍐㺃 㨤㺃䍐㺃䗔’㺼 㺼㧚䓡㺼 㚃䓡䗔㱎 䓡㺼㺼㺃䗔䋣䓡䗔㺼䞮㪮 㭈䁶㺼 䓡䞮 䍮䝣䍐 㺼㧚䝣䞮㺃 㨤㧚䝣 㨤㺃䍐㺃 䍏䓡㺼䍐䝣㥹㥹㓖䗔䘄㪮 㺼㧚㺃㱎 㨤㺃䍐㺃 䞮㥹㓖䘄㧚㺼㥹㱎 䞮䁶䞮䍏㓖䭧㓖䝣䁶䞮 䝣䍮 㕘䓡㺃㥹䅆 䰇䁶䍐㺃㪮 㧚㺃 㨤䓡䞮 㨢䁶䞮㺼 䓡䗔 䝣䍐䋣㓖䗔䓡䍐㱎㪮 㓖䗔䗔䝣䭧㺃䗔㺼䝨㥹䝣䝣㗿㓖䗔䘄 㧚䓡䗔䋣䞮䝣㚃㺃 㚃䓡䗔䅆 㝙䁶㺼 㺼㧚㺃 㨤䓡㱎 㧚㺃 䭧䓡䍐䍐㓖㺃䋣 㧚㓖㚃䞮㺃㥹䍮 㚃䓡䋣㺃 㺃䭊㺃䍐㱎䝣䗔㺃 䞮䁶㭈䭧䝣䗔䞮䭧㓖䝣䁶䞮㥹㱎 䍮㺃㺃㥹 㥹㓖㗿㺃 㺼㧚㺃㱎 㨤㺃䍐㺃 㭈㺃䗔㺃䓡㺼㧚 㧚㓖㚃䅆

㺼䍐䗔㺼㺃䞮㧚㪮䘄

䓡䋣䗔

㺼㺼䓡㧚

䁶㪮䍏

䗔㗿䋣㓖

䓡㺼㼒㧚

䞮䓡㨤

㺼㧚㱎㺃

䞮㧚㓖

㚃䭧㧚䁶

㚃㧚㺃㺼

䝣䍮

㧚㓖䅆㚃

㥹䍮㺃㺼

㓖㧚㺼㨤

㱎㺼㺃㺼䍏䍐

䞮㓖䗔㚃䋣

䋣䗔’㓖䋣㺼

㭈㓖㺼

䍮䍐㺃䓡

䭧㗿䓡㭈

㗿䓡㓖䭧㭈䘄䗔

㺼㓖㧚㺃䍐

㞯䍮

䍐㪮䭧䁶䝣㺃䞮

䗔㓖

㱎䍐䓡䞮㺃

㓖䞮㧚

㺃㺃䗔䭊

㺃㰛䍏䗔㺃㺃䭧䍐㺃㓖

䞮㺼㚃㺃䋣㺃㚃

䭧䍐䓡㺃䍐䗔䓡䘄䝣

䍮䝣

䝣䍮

㚃䍐䍮䝣

䝣㺼

㺃䓡㥹㕘

䝣䓡䗔䁶䁶㭈㧚㥹㺃㺼䭧䅆

䝣䍮

㺼㧚㺃

㓖㧚㚃

䓡䍏䭧䍏䍐䝣䓡㧚

㥹䓡㨤䝣㥹

䰇䝣 㨤㧚㓖㥹㺃 㧚㺃 㨤䓡㥹㗿㺃䋣 䓡㥹䝣䗔䘄䞮㓖䋣㺃 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔㪮 㺼㧚㺃㱎 㨢䁶䞮㺼 㨤㺃䗔㺼 㭈䓡䭧㗿 㺼䝣 䋣䝣㓖䗔䘄 㺼㧚㺃㓖䍐 㨢䝣㭈䞮䅆

䗮䍮㺼㺃䍐 䓡㥹㥹㪮 䓡䞮 䞮䁶䞮䍏㓖䭧㓖䝣䁶䞮 䓡䞮 㺼㧚䓡㺼 㚃䓡䗔 㨤䓡䞮㪮 㺼㧚㺃㓖䍐 㚃㓖䗔㓖㚃䁶㚃 㨤䓡䘄㺃 䞮䓡㥹䓡䍐㱎 㨤㓖㺼㧚䝣䁶㺼 㭈䝣䗔䁶䞮㺃䞮 㚃䓡䋣㺃 㺼㧚㺃㚃 䁶䗔㧚㓖䗔䘄㺃䋣䅆 䰇䝣㚃㺃䝣䗔㺃 㨤䓡䞮 䘄䝣㓖䗔䘄 㺼䝣 䋣㓖㺃䡳 㼞䝣䁶㥹䋣 㺼㧚㺃㱎 䞮㺼㓖㥹㥹 䘄㺃㺼 䍏䓡㓖䋣䡳 䔕㺃䞮䡳 㖢䝣 䍏䍐䝣㭈㥹㺃㚃 㺼㧚㺃䗔䅆

㧚䍐㺃㱎䭧䍐

㥹䝣䞮䓡

㺃㥹㕘䓡

㱎㭈

䍮㓖

䓡

㥹㚃䞮䞮㭈䝣䝣

㧚㺼䁶

㓖䗔

㺃䭊㺃䍐䓡䞮㥹

䝣㺃䋣㙢䗔

䓡䋣䗔䘄㺃㪮䍐

㺼䞮㚃㓖䁶㺃䗔

䗮

䭧㺃䍐㺃䅆䗔㺼

䓡㺼䍐䗔䝣㧚㺃

䋣䝣䍮䗔䁶

㱎㺃㺼

㓖䗔

㺼㺃㧚㺃䍐

䞮䓡㨤

䍐䗔䍐䁶䞮䋣䋣㺃䝣䁶

䍮㭈㺃㺼㓖䓡䁶㥹䁶

䍮㥹䁶㭈㺼㺃䓡䁶㓖

㺼㧚㺃㱎

䝣㺃䁶㥹䭧䍏

䞮䗮

㱎㺃䍐䭊

䞮䗔㨤䓡’㺼

㥹㚃㧚䞮㓖䍮㺃

㧚䓡㺼㺼

㺃㧚㺼

㺃䞮㺃䅆㺼䍐

㓖㱎䓡㥹㥹䍮䗔

䍐䝣䞮㺃

㥹㺼㺃䍐䓡㪮

䅆䍏㺃㺼䍏䋣䝣䞮

㧚䗔㺃䘄䝣䁶㪮

䝣䝣㺃㨤䋣䗔

“䰇㧚㺃’䞮 䞮㺼䓡㱎㓖䗔䘄 㺼㧚㺃䍐㺃㪮” 䰇㺃䍐㱎䗔 䞮䓡㓖䋣䅆 “䰇㧚㺃 㥹㓖㗿㺃䞮 䓡 㚃㓖䗔㓖㚃䓡㥹㓖䞮㺼㓖䭧 㥹㓖䍮㺃䅆 䏶㺃䗔䭧㺃㪮 䞮㧚㺃 䋣䝣㺃䞮䗔’㺼 䍐㺃䓡㥹㥹㱎 䍏䁶㺼 㚃䁶䭧㧚 㺃䍮䍮䝣䍐㺼 㓖䗔㺼䝣 㧚㺃䍐 䋣䁶㺼㓖㺃䞮 䁶䗔㥹㺃䞮䞮 䞮㧚㺃’䞮 䭧䓡㥹㥹㺃䋣 䍮䝣䍐 䞮䝣㚃㺃㺼㧚㓖䗔䘄䅆”

㕘䓡㺃㥹 䗔䝣䋣䋣㺃䋣䅆 “䵻䓡㓖䍐 㺃䗔䝣䁶䘄㧚䅆 㼒䝣 㭈㺃 䍮䓡㓖䍐㪮 㙫’䋣 㭈㺃 㥹䓡㙢㱎 㺼䝣䝣 㓖䍮 㙫 䭧䝣䁶㥹䋣䅆”

㺃㧚

㓖㺼㗿䗔㧚㓖䘄䗔

䗔䘄㺼䝣㺼㺃

㪮䋣㓖䋣

㺼䝣

㧚㭈䍐㪮䓡㺼㺃

‘㺼㨤㥹䗔䝣䁶䋣

㥹㥹䓡

㧚㓖䞮

㺃䓡䅆䋣㧚

㺼㓖㪮

㺃㥹㕘䓡

䍐㧚䅆㺃䓡

䓡㧚㺼㺼

㺃䰇䍐䗔㱎

㺃㺼㥹㥹

䍐䋣䗔䁶㺃

䋣䗔䓡

䝣䗔

㺃㧚

䘄䁶㧚㺼㧚㥹䝣䓡

㧚㺼㓖䞮

䘄䗔㓖㓖䓡䍐䗔㺼

䗔㺃㚃䭧䝣㚃㺼

㥹䁶䝣䭧䋣

㚃㺃䁶㚃㭈㥹䋣

䗔䞮㺃㱎䰇’䍐

䋣䗔’㓖䋣㺼

㺃㧚

㧚䓡䋣

㺼䁶㝙

“䅆䅆”㺃䅆䰇㚃䓡

㕘㺃䘄䓡䍐䋣㥹㺃䞮䞮 䝣䍮 㺼㧚䓡㺼 㺼㧚䝣䁶䘄㧚㪮 㺼㧚㺃 㺼㨤䝣 䝣䍮 㺼㧚㺃㚃 䓡䍏䍏䍐䝣䓡䭧㧚㺃䋣 㺼㧚㺃 㧚䁶㺼 䓡䗔䋣 㺼㧚㺃䗔 䍮㓖䗔䓡㥹㥹㱎 㗿䗔䝣䭧㗿㺃䋣 䝣䗔 㺼㧚㺃 䋣䝣䝣䍐䅆䅆

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