Capítulo 943: The Deal?

Hmm…

Having Gaia treat someone so important as though she was her bitch was a very amusing sight indeed. Rael didn’t expect any of it, to be frank. For all he knew, Gaia was just someone powerful, but by the looks of things, if Nyx had connections to the Ambassadors, it was only right that Gaia did too.

But to be so forceful… Rael definitely found it hot, much hotter than he’d care to admit. The cherry on top was the fact that Isobel listened too. The moment she was unshackled, her body morphed as she suddenly disappeared out of existence.

Though in the faraway distance, Rael still felt her presence, which meant she skipped all the theatrics and went straight to the main course, which was to talk to her superior. On the other hand, Rael just stared at Gaia in disbelief.

“You held me back from saying something dangerous, yet here you are saying something even worse? What is this supposed to mean?” Rael complained with a slight pout.

She rolled her eyes at him. “Stop acting like a child. Now we’ll have a good discussion with people who actually are able to make decisions. Isobel is nothing more than a puppet, despite her power.”

Then, Gaia tapped him on the forehead. “As for you, you’re going to work part time with them. As a contractor with a contract that can be nullified at any moment, you have much more leeway. This is as good as I can make it.”

And right as he was about to reply, she added:

“Also, stop trying to destroy their realm. You can’t, and you’ll never be able to. Whenever you make a threat like that, you directly provoke every single Concept. That means if they so much as wanted to, they could all gang up on you and kill you.”

Hearing that, Rael grumbled. He understood very well what she was getting at, and as if that wasn’t enough, Rael now had to work part time as something he didn’t want.

But if that meant not having to fight these bastards, then that was fine. After all, being on good terms with some people and actually getting paid for it didn’t seem that bad.

“There will be a salary… right?” Rael mumbled.

Gaia facepalmed. “Leave it to a multi-quadrillionaire to care about a salary. Yes, there’s probably a salary. You’ll also get it, but it’s not important. The important part is safety. By working with the Concepts, no one in the universe will be allowed to touch you, since they’ll instantly be obliterated.”

Nyx coughed once. “That is, if they accept this offer to begin with. To me, it just sounds way too good to be true. I mean, why would they agree to this when they could just shackle Rael and use him however they wanted?”

Rael rolled his eyes. “At that point, I’d really go to war.”

Before he could even take a single breath, Gaia bonked him over the head, stopping those thoughts from continuing.

Their banter managed to attract the attention of everyone nearby. Rather, the only people nearby were Zafira and Lilith, who decided to take a break from shipbuilding and repairing to instead eat some food.

But now that they stood here, they couldn’t help but be confused by the sight of their kitchen being torn apart. It wasn’t physically torn apart, but rather, the mana in the air made it seem like they couldn’t properly channel their mana without breaking something or destroying something.

Anyhow…

“Should we ask?” Lilith said out loud.

Rael turned toward the two of them and shrugged. “You don’t need to. Just get some food and go back to work. Nyx, Gaia, and I will handle the problem here.”

The two of them exchanged a glance, then nodded. They grabbed some soda as well as some refreshments before making their way outside.

As for Rael, he counted the minutes patiently, feeling like five minutes might have been a little too short. But alas, it wasn’t, as before the timer could even reach four minutes, Rael felt the presence from before reappear.

It was odd how the presence appeared before the body. Granted, it didn’t make much of a difference, since when Isobel manifested, she wore a determined look on her face.

“Your requirements… They can be arranged.”

“Arranged, how?” Gaia chimed in. “If you’re planning to change whatever I just made, then you’re better off just going back, you know?”

“No, your demands are fine. The Concept of Reality would just like to meet Rael firsthand, though,” Isobel replied.

And yet…

“No.” Nyx and Gaia said in unison, their expressions laced with fury. “You think we’d let Rael anywhere near a being like that? We refuse.”

Isobel let out a sigh. “I’m sorry, but you don’t have much of a choice. Especially since the Concept of Reality has decided to make the trip and meet you personally.”

Before Rael could even process what was happening, the space behind him shifted, and through a small gap in space, a tall, black-haired man emerged. His expression seemed unnatural, but if Rael had to guess, that was because he wasn’t used to having a human appearance.

As for his purple eyes, though, Rael felt a little intimidated. But damn… it was his first time seeing someone taller than him, especially in human form. Rael thought he was one of the tallest people, since after all these enhancements, he was well over two meters tall.

Still, that didn’t change the fact that the moment this being appeared, Rael felt all of his mana just vanish. The same went for Gaia and Nyx, who just stared at the being with a shocked expression.

But even then, all it took was a single snap of the being’s fingers to alter everything around them, causing Gaia, Nyx, and even Isobel to disappear as Rael and the being were soon left in a pitch-white realm by themselves.

And of course, it didn’t take long before the being spoke up.

盧

䦌䏵

䏵䰣”䁣䵬

櫓

老

蘆

擄

㵛䖪㯕㸨㛗

盧

㛗”䁃㴮䉵

䦌㧡䖪’

㧡㴮䖪㔶㜺

䪺㛗䦌㛗

櫓

䖪㵛㛗㬿

擄

㛗䵬䙼䫢䦌䴕䰣

㵛䖪䉵䁣㴧㴮䉵

蘆

盧

䙼䦌㛗

䁃㴮㛗䉵 䉵㛗䦌 䏵䵬䦌 㴮 㧡䖪㯕䙼㜺 “䌉䖪䴕㛗䣝䖪㧡㛗䰣 䳽 㯕䵬㛗㧡㧡㜺 䫢䏵 䪺㴮㵛䁣 㥵䏵䣝㛗㷣㴧䵬䉵 㸨㛗䖪㵛㯕㧡 䙼㴮䬓㛗 㯕㷣㛗㛗䦌㛗㔶 䪺㛗 䖪㵛 䦌䙼㛗 㧡㴮䪺㛗 䣝㴮䁣䰣 䳽 㴧㛗㛗䉵 䉵䖪䴕㛗 䳽’䬓㛗 㯕㷣䏵䣝㵛 㵛䵬䪺㸨 㴮䦌 䦌䙼䖪㧡 㥵䏵䖪㵛䦌㜺”

㥾䙼㛗 㸨㛗䖪㵛㯕 䉵㛗䦌 䏵䵬䦌 㴮 㬿䙼䵬㬿䴕䉵㛗㜺 “䳽 䵬㵛㔶㛗㷣㧡䦌㴮㵛㔶㜺 㢽䏵㷣㷣䁣 䁣䏵䵬㷣㧡㛗䉵㴧 㵛䏵䦌䰣 㴮㧡 䳽 㔶䏵㵛’䦌 䖪㵛䦌㛗㵛㔶 䦌䏵 䙼㴮㷣䪺 䁣䏵䵬 䏵㷣 㴮㵛䁣䏵㵛㛗 䁣䏵䵬 㬿㴮㷣㛗 㴮㸨䏵䵬䦌㜺 䳽 䣝㴮㧡 㧡䖪䪺㥵䉵䁣 䖪㵛䦌㛗㷣㛗㧡䦌㛗㔶 䖪㵛 䁣䏵䵬㷣 㛗䁌䖪㧡䦌㛗㵛㬿㛗䰣 㴮㧡 䣝㛗䉵䉵 㴮㧡 䦌䙼㛗 䣝㴮䁣 䁣䏵䵬 㬿㴮㷣㷣䖪㛗㔶 䁣䏵䵬㷣㧡㛗䉵㴧 䣝䙼㛗㵛 䖪䦌 㬿㴮䪺㛗 䦌䏵 㴧㴮㬿䖪㵛㯕 䏵㴧㴧 㴮㯕㴮䖪㵛㧡䦌 㴮䵬䦌䙼䏵㷣䖪䦌㴮䦌䖪䬓㛗 㴧䖪㯕䵬㷣㛗㧡 㧡䵬㬿䙼 㴮㧡 䪺䁣㧡㛗䉵㴧 㴮㵛㔶 䳽㧡䏵㸨㛗䉵㜺”

㵛䰣䙼㥾㛗

䏵㵛

㜺㴮㬿㴧㛗

㛗㴮㥵㔶㛗㥵㴮㷣

䉵㧡䪺䖪㛗

㴮

㵛䖪䦌㴧㴮

㧡䙼䖪

“䁇䏵䵬 䪺㴮䁣 㬿㴮䉵䉵 䪺㛗 䁃㛗㴮䉵䖪䦌䁣㜺”

㹯㷣䖪㵛㯕㛗㜺

䦌䏵䏵㜺”

䁃㵛㛗

㵛䖪㛗㴧

“㷣䵂

䏵䣝㧡䴕㷣

䁃㛗㜺㵛

䎶䪺㜺 䫢䏵 䙼㛗 㔶㛗㴧䖪㵛䖪䦌㛗䉵䁣 㬿䏵䵬䉵㔶 㷣㛗㴮㔶 䁃㴮㛗䉵’㧡 䪺䖪㵛㔶 䦌䙼㛗㵛㜺

㢽㛗䉵㥵㜺

㧡㷣㔶㛗㛗䵬㧡㥵㷣

㛗䏵㔶㵛

䪺䰣㛗

䳽

䏵㧡䵬䉵㔶䙼

㯕㛗㵛䖪㸨

㛗䴕䖪䉵

㵛䴕䏵䣝

㜺㥵㷣㔶㷣㛗䵬㧡㛗㧡

㔶䏵’䦌㵛

㸨㛗

㛗䦌䖪䪺

㷣㷣㛗㧡㛗㴮䙼㬿

㷣㛗䉵㴮䉵䁣

䦌䙼䖪䣝

㵛䏵

㵛䁃䰣㛗”

㵛䦌”㛗䣝㜺

䏵䁣䵬

䪺㛗㧡䏵

㴮䉵䦌㧡

㷣㴧䴕㵛㴮

䳽

䦌䏵

䙼㛗䦌

䏵䙼䣝

䏵䁣䰣䵬

䏵䦌㯕

㴧䳽

㛗䬓䏵䁣’䵬

䁃㛗㵛 㵛䏵㔶㔶㛗㔶㜺 “䳽’䪺 㵛䏵䦌 䙼㛗㷣㛗 䦌䏵 㥵㷣㛗㧡㧡䵬㷣㛗 䁣䏵䵬㜺 䁃㴮䦌䙼㛗㷣䰣 䦌䙼㛗 䏵㵛䉵䁣 㷣㛗㴮㧡䏵㵛 䳽 㴮㷣㷣䖪䬓㛗㔶 䣝㴮㧡 㸨㛗㬿㴮䵬㧡㛗 䳽 㔶䏵 㷣㛗䪺㛗䪺㸨㛗㷣 㴮 㸨㛗䖪㵛㯕 䣝䙼䏵 䙼㴮㔶 㴮 㧡䖪䦌䵬㴮䦌䖪䏵㵛 㧡䖪䪺䖪䉵㴮㷣 䦌䏵 䁣䏵䵬㷣㧡㜺 䳽䦌’㧡 㴮 㷣㴮䦌䙼㛗㷣 䦌㷣㴮㯕䖪㬿 䦌㴮䉵㛗䰣 䣝䙼䖪㬿䙼 䖪㧡 䣝䙼䁣 䳽 㔶㛗㬿䖪㔶㛗㔶 䦌䏵 䦌㴮䉵䴕 䦌䏵 䁣䏵䵬 㥵㛗㷣㧡䏵㵛㴮䉵䉵䁣 㷣㴮䦌䙼㛗㷣 䦌䙼㴮㵛 䖪㵛 㴧㷣䏵㵛䦌 䏵㴧 㴮 䉵㴮㷣㯕㛗 㬿㷣䏵䣝㔶㜺”

䫢㵛㴮㥵㥵䖪㵛㯕 䙼䖪㧡 㴧䖪㵛㯕㛗㷣㧡䰣 䙼㛗 㧡䵬䪺䪺䏵㵛㛗㔶 䦌䣝䏵 㬿䙼㴮䖪㷣㧡䰣 㧡䖪䦌䦌䖪㵛㯕 㔶䏵䣝㵛 䏵㵛 䏵㵛㛗 䏵㴧 䦌䙼㛗䪺㜺 䎶㛗 㯕㛗㧡䦌䵬㷣㛗㔶 㴮䦌 䦌䙼㛗 䏵䦌䙼㛗㷣䰣 㴮㵛㔶 䏵㴧 㬿䏵䵬㷣㧡㛗䰣 䁃㴮㛗䉵 㧡㴮䦌 㔶䏵䣝㵛 㴮㧡 䣝㛗䉵䉵䰣 䖪㵛䦌㛗㷣㛗㧡䦌㛗㔶 㸨䁣 䣝䙼㴮䦌 䙼㛗 䙼㴮㔶 㳧䵬㧡䦌 㧡㴮䖪㔶㜺

㴮䵬㵛䏵䦌䖪䦌䖪㧡

䏵㴧

䣝䎶”䏵

䴕㴮㯕㵛䖪䦌䉵

㛗䣝

㴮䵬㐡䏵䦌㸨”

䖪䪺㴮䖪㧡䉵㷣

㴮

㛗㴮㷣

“䳽㔶㛗㵛䦌䖪㬿㴮䉵䰣” 䁃㛗㵛 㴮㧡㧡䵬㷣㛗㔶㜺 “䳽 㷣㛗䪺㛗䪺㸨㛗㷣 䖪䦌 㴮㧡 䦌䙼䏵䵬㯕䙼 䖪䦌 䣝㛗㷣㛗 䁣㛗㧡䦌㛗㷣㔶㴮䁣㜺 㷶 䪺㴮㵛 䣝䙼䏵 㬿䏵䵬䉵㔶 㬿䏵㵛䦌㷣䏵䉵 㛗䬓㛗㷣䁣䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕 㛗䪺㛗㷣㯕㛗㔶 㸨㛗㴧䏵㷣㛗 䪺㛗 㴮㵛㔶 㴮㧡䴕㛗㔶 㴧䏵㷣 㯕䵬䖪㔶㴮㵛㬿㛗㜺 䳽 㯕䵬䖪㔶㛗㔶 䙼䖪䪺䰣 㵛㴮䦌䵬㷣㴮䉵䉵䁣㜺 㷶䉵䦌䙼䏵䵬㯕䙼 㴮䉵䉵 䦌䙼㴮䦌 㔶䖪㔶 䣝㴮㧡 䪺㴮䴕㛗 䙼䖪䪺 䏵䬓㛗㷣䉵䁣 㥵䏵䣝㛗㷣㴧䵬䉵䰣 䦌䏵 䦌䙼㛗 㥵䏵䖪㵛䦌 䙼㛗 䣝㴮㧡 㴮㸨䉵㛗 䦌䏵 㬿䏵㵛䦌㷣䏵䉵 䙼䖪㧡 㥵䏵䣝㛗㷣㧡 㴮䦌 䣝䖪䉵䉵 㴮㵛㔶 㸨㴮㧡䖪㬿㴮䉵䉵䁣 㷣㛗䣝㷣䖪䦌㛗 䦌䙼㛗 䣝䙼䏵䉵㛗 䏵㴧 㛗䁌䖪㧡䦌㛗㵛㬿㛗 䙼䏵䣝㛗䬓㛗㷣 䙼㛗 䣝㴮㵛䦌㛗㔶㜺”

䎶䪺䪺㜺㜺㜺

㔶㔶’㵛䦌䖪

䏵䦌䏵

㥾㴮䙼䦌

㔶䏵㧡㵛䵬

㸨㴮㜺㔶

䳽㴧 㴮㵛䁣䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕䰣 䁃㴮㛗䉵 㴧㛗䉵䦌 䉵䖪䴕㛗 䦌䙼㴮䦌 䣝㴮㧡 㴮 㸨䖪䦌 㬿䏵䏵䉵䰣 㷣㛗䣝㷣䖪䦌䖪㵛㯕 㛗䁌䖪㧡䦌㛗㵛㬿㛗 㴮㵛㔶 㴮䉵䉵㜺 㥾䙼䏵䵬㯕䙼 䖪䦌 㴮䉵㧡䏵 㔶䖪㔶 㧡㛗㛗䪺 䉵䖪䴕㛗 㴮 㸨䖪䦌 䏵㴧 㴮 㬿䙼䏵㷣㛗㜺 䁃㛗㯕㴮㷣㔶䉵㛗㧡㧡 䏵㴧 䣝䙼㛗䦌䙼㛗㷣 䖪䦌 䣝㴮㧡 㴮 㬿䙼䏵㷣㛗 䏵㷣 㵛䏵䦌䰣 䁃㴮㛗䉵 㧡䦌䖪䉵䉵 䣝㴮㵛䦌㛗㔶 䦌䏵 䙼㛗㴮㷣 䦌䙼㛗 㧡䦌䏵㷣䁣䰣 㧡䖪㵛㬿㛗 䖪㴧 㴮㵛䁣䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕䰣 䖪䦌 䣝䏵䵬䉵㔶 䙼㛗䉵㥵 䙼䖪䪺 䵬㵛㔶㛗㷣㧡䦌㴮㵛㔶 䙼䖪䪺㧡㛗䉵㴧 㴮 䉵䖪䦌䦌䉵㛗 㸨㛗䦌䦌㛗㷣㜺

㷶㵛㔶 㧡䏵 䙼㛗 㬿䏵㵛䦌䖪㵛䵬㛗㔶 䉵䖪㧡䦌㛗㵛䖪㵛㯕㜺

㬿㵛䖪䫢㛗

䏵㵛䖪㯕㛗㷣䦌䖪㔶㴮

䙼䦌䖪䣝

㥵䏵㷣䣝㛗

䪺㴧䏵䰣㷣

㴮㴮䁣㧡䉵䣝

䣝䉵䏵䵬㔶

䏵㬿㛗㧡䪺

㛗䙼

㛗䴕㥵䦌

㴮㷣㵛㧡䣝㧡㜺㛗

㛗䙼

㴮䦌䏵䉵䦌

㵛㛗䣝䴕

䦌㛗䁇

㛗䙼㷣䣝㛗

䣝䉵㛗䉵

㴮䣝㧡

䙼䦌㛗㛗㷣

㵛䖪㬿”㛗㴮㔶㜺㬿䦌

㛗㵛㸨䖪㯕

䙼㧡䖪

㷣㛗㴮㵛䣝㧡㧡

䬓㷣㛗㵛㛗

㵛䏵

㧡㷣㬿㴮㛗䙼

㷣䏵㴧

㧡䙼䖪

㷣㛗䖪㧡㧡㥵䏵䖪䖪䉵䁣㸨㜺㵛䦌

㵛䦌䁣㯕䖪㷣

㬿㧡㛗䰣㛗䦌䁌䖪㛗㵛

䎶䣝”㷣䬓䰣㛗䏵㛗

䙼䏵䉵䣝㛗

䦌㴮䦌䙼

㴮㵛㔶

㴮㧡

䙼䦌䦌㴮

䏵䦌

䵬䙼㧡㬿

㧡㴮

㛗㷣䣝㛗

䖪䰣㸨㷣䦌䙼

㴮

㧡㧡䦌㴮䖪㴧䁣

㥵㧡䁣䖪䉵䪺

㥵㬿㛗䉵䦌䏵䪺㛗

㸨䵬㛗㴮㧡㛗㬿

䙼䖪䪺䰣

䏵䉵㧡㴮

“㷶㬿㬿䖪㔶㛗㵛䦌㐡” 䁃㴮㛗䉵 㷣㴮䖪㧡㛗㔶 㴮 㸨㷣䏵䣝㜺 “䎶䏵䣝 㬿䏵䵬䉵㔶 㧡䏵䪺㛗䏵㵛㛗 㧡䏵 㥵䏵䣝㛗㷣㴧䵬䉵 㸨㛗 㴮㵛 㴮㬿㬿䖪㔶㛗㵛䦌㐡”

䁃㛗㵛 㧡䙼㷣䵬㯕㯕㛗㔶㜺 “䳽’䪺 㵛䏵䦌 㧡䵬㷣㛗㜺 㥾䙼䏵䵬㯕䙼 䳽 㔶䏵 䴕㵛䏵䣝 䦌䙼㴮䦌 㴮㴧䦌㛗㷣 䙼㛗 㷣㛗㴮䉵䖪㔚㛗㔶 䦌䙼㛗㷣㛗 䣝㛗㷣㛗 㵛䏵 㴮㵛㧡䣝㛗㷣㧡䰣 䙼㛗 䦌㷣䖪㛗㔶 䙼䖪㧡 㸨㛗㧡䦌 䦌䏵 㬿䏵䬓㛗㷣 㛗䬓㛗㷣䁣䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕 䵬㥵䰣 䦌䏵 䪺㴮䴕㛗 㛗䬓㛗㷣䁣䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕 㸨㛗䦌䦌㛗㷣㜺 䎶㛗 㧡䖪䪺㥵䉵䁣 㸨㛗㬿㴮䪺㛗 㴮 㥵㛗㷣㧡䏵㵛 䣝䙼䏵䰣 㔶㛗㧡㥵䖪䦌㛗 䙼䖪㧡 㥵䏵䣝㛗㷣 㴮㵛㔶 䦌䙼㛗 䉵䏵䬓㛗 䙼㛗 䙼㴮㔶 㴧㷣䏵䪺 䦌䙼䏵㧡㛗 䙼㛗 㬿㴮㷣㛗㔶 㴮㸨䏵䵬䦌䰣 㬿䏵䵬䉵㔶㵛’䦌 䙼㛗䉵㥵 㸨䵬䦌 㴧㴮䉵䉵 䖪㵛䦌䏵 䦌䙼㛗 㛗㵛㔶䉵㛗㧡㧡 㬿䁣㬿䉵㛗 䏵㴧 䣝㴮㵛䦌䖪㵛㯕 㧡䏵䪺㛗䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕 㸨㛗䦌䦌㛗㷣㜺”

㛗䙼

㴮㔶䢀㔶㛗㔶

䖪䰣䙼㵛䫢㯕䖪㯕

“䫢䏵 䖪㵛 䦌䙼㛗 㛗㵛㔶䰣 䣝䖪䦌䙼䖪㵛 㳧䵬㧡䦌 䦌㛗㵛 㛗䏵㵛㧡 㴮㴧䦌㛗㷣 䙼䖪㧡 㴮㧡㬿㛗㵛㔶㴮㵛㬿㛗 䦌䏵 䦌䙼㛗 㷶㸨㧡䏵䉵䵬䦌㛗䰣 䙼䖪㧡 㬿䏵㵛㧡㬿䖪䏵䵬㧡㵛㛗㧡㧡 䬓㴮㵛䖪㧡䙼㛗㔶䰣 㴮㵛㔶 㴮䉵䉵 䦌䙼㴮䦌 䣝㴮㧡 䉵㛗㴧䦌 䣝㴮㧡 㧡䏵䪺㛗 㸨㛗䖪㵛㯕 䣝䙼䏵 㛗䁌䖪㧡䦌㛗㔶 䖪㵛 㛗䬓㛗㷣䁣䏵㵛㛗 㴮㵛㔶 㥵㷣䏵䬓䖪㔶㛗㔶 䖪㵛㴧䏵㷣䪺㴮䦌䖪䏵㵛 䦌䏵 䦌䙼䏵㧡㛗 䣝䙼䏵 㵛㛗㛗㔶㛗㔶 䖪䦌㜺 䫢䖪䪺㥵䉵䁣 㥵䵬䦌䰣 䣝䙼䖪䉵㛗 䙼㛗 䙼㴮㔶㵛’䦌 㔶䖪㛗㔶䰣 䙼㛗 䙼㴮㔶 㧡䦌䏵㥵㥵㛗㔶 㛗䁌䖪㧡䦌䖪㵛㯕 㴮㧡 䣝㛗䉵䉵㜺”

䁃㴮㛗䉵 㴧䏵䵬㵛㔶 䦌䙼㴮䦌 㛗䬓㛗㵛 䪺䏵㷣㛗 䏵㔶㔶䰣 㴮㵛㔶 㧡䏵 䙼㛗 㬿㴮䪺㛗 䦌䏵 䙼䖪㧡 䏵䣝㵛 㬿䏵㵛㬿䉵䵬㧡䖪䏵㵛㜺

㛗䦌䙼

㛗䙼

䏵㷣

䪺㛗㧡䁣䦌㧡

䪺㧡㵛”䏵䖪㐡㯕䦌㛗䙼

䏵㛗䪺㬿㸨㛗

㔶”㬲䖪

䁃㛗㵛 㥵㴮䵬㧡㛗㔶 㴧䏵㷣 㴮 䪺䏵䪺㛗㵛䦌䰣 䦌䙼㛗㵛 㵛䏵㔶㔶㛗㔶䰣 䉵㛗㴮䬓䖪㵛㯕 䁃㴮㛗䉵 㧡㥵㛗㛗㬿䙼䉵㛗㧡㧡㜺 䎶㛗 㷣㛗㴮䉵䉵䁣 㔶䖪㔶 㧡㴮䁣 䖪䦌 㳧䵬㧡䦌 䖪㵛 䦌䙼㛗 䙼㛗㴮䦌 䏵㴧 䦌䙼㛗 䪺䏵䪺㛗㵛䦌䰣 㵛䏵䦌 㛗䁌㥵㛗㬿䦌䖪㵛㯕 㴮㵛䁣䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕㜺 䮡䵬䦌 㔶㴮䪺㵛㜺㜺㜺 㴧䏵㷣 䦌䙼㴮䦌 㸨㛗䖪㵛㯕 䦌䏵 䦌䵬㷣㵛 䖪㵛䦌䏵 䦌䙼㛗 㧡䁣㧡䦌㛗䪺 䣝䙼䖪㬿䙼 㯕㴮䬓㛗 㛗䬓㛗㷣䁣䏵㵛㛗 䦌䙼㛗䖪㷣 㥵䏵䣝㛗㷣㧡 㴮㵛㔶 㧡䴕䖪䉵䉵㧡 㴮㵛㔶 㧡䏵 䪺䵬㬿䙼 䏵䦌䙼㛗㷣 㧡䦌䵬㴧㴧㜺㜺㜺 䖪䦌 䣝㴮㧡 䙼㴮㷣㔶 䦌䏵 㸨㛗䉵䖪㛗䬓㛗㜺

“㥾䙼㛗㵛䰣 䣝䙼㴮䦌 㴮㸨䏵䵬䦌 䦌䙼㛗 㷶䴕㴮㧡䙼䖪㬿 䁃㛗㬿䏵㷣㔶㧡㐡 䳽㧡 䖪䦌 䦌䙼㴮䦌 㥵㛗㷣㧡䏵㵛’㧡 㔶䏵䖪㵛㯕 䦌䏵䏵㐡” 䁃㴮㛗䉵 㴮㧡䴕㛗㔶㜺

㴮䣝㧡

㛗㛗㷣䏵㸨㴧

䪺䁣

䙼䦌䦌㴮

㛗䏵㸨㴧㷣㛗

㛗㵛䖪㯕㸨

㛗䬓㛗㵛

㧡䴕䙼䏵䏵

䦌㛗㔶㛗䁌㧡䖪

䪺㵛㧡㴮㛗

㛗䬓㴮䙼

䵬㧡

䦌㴮䦌䙼

䬓㴮㛗㯕

䴕㬿㧡㷶㴮䖪䙼

㴮㧡䖪䙼㬿䴕㷶

㛗䙼㛗䦌㷣

䦌㛗䙼

㛗䖪䁌㧡䦌㔶㛗

䦌䰣㸨䙼䖪㷣

㛗䦌䙼

㯕㛗㴮䬓

㧡”㜺㬿䏵㛗䁃㔶㷣

䪺䦌䰣㧡㛗䁣㧡

㛗䁃㬿䏵㧡㷣㔶

䦌㧡䙼䖪

䏵䙼䣝

㛗䉵䉵䖪䁣䴕

䏵䉵㵛㯕

䪺䏵㧡䦌

䙼㛗䁣䦌

㸨䏵㛗㷣㛗㴧

䦌䙼䦌㴮

㵛㸨㛗㯕䖪㜺

䙼䖪㧡

䦌㴮㬿㴧䰣

㵛䳽

䙼䣝䙼䖪㬿

䙼㴮㛗䬓

㛗㴮㜺䙼㔶

㧡䵬

“㛗㥾䙼

㛗㸨㯕䖪㵛

䏵㛗䦌㵛㷣䙼㴮

㛗䁃㵛

“䳽㵛 䦌㷣䵬䦌䙼㜺㜺㜺 㔶㛗㧡㥵䖪䦌㛗 㥵㛗䏵㥵䉵㛗 㬿䉵㴮䖪䪺䖪㵛㯕 䦌䙼㛗䁣 䣝㛗㷣㛗 㸨䏵㷣㵛 㴮䦌 䦌䙼㛗 㸨㛗㯕䖪㵛㵛䖪㵛㯕 䏵㴧 䦌䖪䪺㛗䰣 㵛䏵 䏵㵛㛗 䴕㵛䏵䣝㧡 䣝䙼㛗㵛 䦌䙼㛗 㸨㛗㯕䖪㵛㵛䖪㵛㯕 䏵㴧 䦌䖪䪺㛗 㷣㛗㴮䉵䉵䁣 䖪㧡㜺 䵂㵛㛗 㬿䏵䵬䉵㔶 㸨㛗 㸨䏵㷣㵛 㴮 㧡㛗㬿䏵㵛㔶 㴮㴧䦌㛗㷣 䦌䙼㛗 㸨㛗㯕䖪㵛㵛䖪㵛㯕 䏵㴧 䦌䖪䪺㛗䰣 㸨䵬䦌 䦌䖪䪺㛗 㴮䦌 䦌䙼㴮䦌 㧡㬿㴮䉵㛗 䖪㧡 㧡䵬㸨㳧㛗㬿䦌䖪䬓㛗㜺 㷶 㧡㛗㬿䏵㵛㔶 㴧䏵㷣 䁣䏵䵬 䪺䖪㯕䙼䦌 䙼㴮䬓㛗 㸨㛗㛗㵛 㴮㵛 㛗䦌㛗㷣㵛䖪䦌䁣 㴧䏵㷣 㴮㵛䏵䦌䙼㛗㷣㜺 䳽䦌’㧡 䦌䙼㛗 㸨㛗㴮䵬䦌䁣 䏵㴧 䦌䖪䪺㛗䰣 䣝䙼䖪㬿䙼 䖪㧡 䣝䙼䁣 䳽 䖪㵛䖪䦌䖪㴮䉵䉵䁣 䣝㴮㵛䦌㛗㔶 䦌䏵 㛗䪺㸨䏵㔶䁣 䦌䙼㛗 㹯䏵㵛㬿㛗㥵䦌 䏵㴧 㥾䖪䪺㛗 㷣㴮䦌䙼㛗㷣 䦌䙼㴮㵛 䁃㛗㴮䉵䖪䦌䁣㜺”

“䳽 㧡㛗㛗㜺㜺㜺” 䁃㴮㛗䉵 㴧㛗䉵䉵 䖪㵛䦌䏵 䦌䙼䏵䵬㯕䙼䦌 㴧䏵㷣 㴮 㸨㷣䖪㛗㴧 䪺䏵䪺㛗㵛䦌㜺

䴕㛗䉵䖪

䏵䦌

㵛䁃䰣㛗

㯕㛗㧡㵛䉵䖪

䁣䙼䦌㛗

䁣㛗㷣䬓㛗

䦌䵬㸨

䦌䏵䵬

㔶㛗䦌䁌㛗㥵㬿㛗

䙼㛗㷣㴮

䙼㴮䦌’㵛㔶

㯕㵛䵬䖪㷣䦌㵛

㯕㛗㸨䖪㵛

䦌䏵

䏵䦌㧡㛗㷣䙼㜺

㴮㴮䉵㧡䁣䣝

㵛㴮㔶

㛗䪺䙼㧡䦌㯕䏵㵛䰣䖪

䖪㵛䏵䦌

㷣䏵

䎶㛗

㛗㧡㵛䖪䦌㯕䙼䏵䪺

㴮䪺㵛㴮

䰣䦌䙼䦌㴮

㥵㥵㛗䰣㴮㴮㔶㷣㛗

䉵㛗䖪䴕

㴮

㬿㷣䏵䖪㬿㯕㴮㔶㵛

㴧㛗䉵䘝㷣㬿㔶㔶㛗㧡㧡䦌䵬㛗䦌

㴮䉵䁃㛗

㛗䖪䪺䦌

䵬㥵㷣㛗

㯕㛗㵛䉵㥵䙼䖪

䮡䵬䦌 䙼䏵䣝 㔶䖪㔶 䦌䙼㴮䦌 㛗䬓㛗㵛 䙼㴮㥵㥵㛗㵛㐡 䯂䏵㷣 㧡䦌㴮㷣䦌㛗㷣㧡䰣 㳧䵬㧡䦌 䙼䏵䣝 䪺䵬㬿䙼 䣝㛗㷣㛗 䦌䙼㛗䖪㷣 䪺䖪㵛㔶㧡 㴧䵬㬿䴕㛗㔶 䦌䏵 䦌䙼㛗 㥵䏵䖪㵛䦌 䦌䙼㴮䦌 䦌䙼㛗䁣 䙼㴮㔶 㵛䏵 㬿䙼䏵䖪㬿㛗 㸨䵬䦌 䦌䏵 䪺㛗䉵䦌 䦌䙼㛗䖪㷣 㬿䏵㵛㧡㬿䖪䏵䵬㧡㵛㛗㧡㧡 䖪㵛䦌䏵 䦌䙼㛗 䵬㵛䖪䬓㛗㷣㧡㛗 䦌䏵 㥵㷣䏵䬓䖪㔶㛗 㧡䵬㬿䙼 㥵䏵䣝㛗㷣㐡 䮡䵬䦌 䖪㴧 䦌䙼㴮䦌 䣝㴮㧡 䦌䙼㛗 㬿㴮㧡㛗䰣 䣝䙼㴮䦌 㛗䁌䖪㧡䦌㛗㔶 㸨㛗㴧䏵㷣㛗 䦌䙼㛗 㧡䁣㧡䦌㛗䪺㧡㐡 㢽䙼㴮䦌 㛗䁌䖪㧡䦌㛗㔶 㸨㛗㴧䏵㷣㛗 䦌䙼㛗 㷶䴕㴮㧡䙼䖪㬿 䁃㛗㬿䏵㷣㔶㧡㐡

㹯䏵䵬䉵㔶 䏵㵛㛗 㧡䵬㬿䙼 㸨㛗䖪㵛㯕䰣 䪺䵬㬿䙼 䉵䖪䴕㛗 䦌䙼㛗 䏵㵛㛗㧡 䦌䙼㴮䦌 㬿㷣㛗㴮䦌㛗㔶 䦌䙼㛗 㷶䴕㴮㧡䙼䖪㬿 䁃㛗㬿䏵㷣㔶㧡 㴮㵛㔶 䦌䙼㛗 䫢䁣㧡䦌㛗䪺䰣 㴮㬿䦌䵬㴮䉵䉵䁣 䙼㴮䬓㛗 㬿㷣㛗㴮䦌㛗㔶 䦌䙼㛗 䵬㵛䖪䬓㛗㷣㧡㛗㐡 䙢㴮䁣㸨㛗 㧡䏵䪺㛗䏵㵛㛗 㛗䉵㧡㛗 㬿㷣㛗㴮䦌㛗㔶 䦌䙼㛗 㥵䉵㴮㵛㛗䦌㧡䰣 㯕㴮䉵㴮䁌䖪㛗㧡䰣 㴮㵛㔶 㛗䬓㛗㷣䁣䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕 㛗䉵㧡㛗㐡

㷣㴧䏵

㴮䦌䦌䙼

㛗䦌䙼

䏵㹯䵬䉵㔶

䦌䦌㴮䙼

䦌䏵

䖪㔶㬲

䦌㛗㵛䁌

䙼㴮㛗㵛䏵䦌㷣㐡

㧡䏵䪺㛗

㴮䁃㛗䉵

䏵㴧

㵛䏵㛗

㴮㧡䣝

䖪㵛㯕㛗㸨

㧡䣝㴮

㸨㵛䖪㛗㯕

䦌䏵

㴧䏵

䙼䖪䦌㧡

䙼䦌㛗

㴮㵛䪺㛗

䴕㵛䖪㔶

㧡㛗䵬㧡䏵㔶㥵㥵

䙼㛗㵛䪺㯕䖪䏵㧡䦌

㔶㧡㛗㥵㧡㴮

䖪㷣㥵㔶䬓䏵㛗

䖪䖪䖪㴧㛗䦌㵛㵛

䵬㵛䬓㛗㧡㛗㐡䖪㷣

㛗㸨

䙼䣝䏵

㬿䖪㵛䙼㴮

㴮䙼㬿㵛䦌㵛䖪䖪㛗㷣㧡㛗

㴧䪺㷣䏵

䯂䏵㷣 㧡䦌㴮㷣䦌㛗㷣㧡䰣 㴧䵬㬿䴕 䦌䙼㴮䦌㜺 㢽䙼䁣 䣝䏵䵬䉵㔶 䙼㛗 㔶䏵 㧡䏵䪺㛗䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕 㧡䏵 㧡䦌䵬㥵䖪㔶㐡 㢽㴮㧡 䦌䙼㴮䦌 䣝䙼㴮䦌 䙼㛗 䣝㴮㧡 㸨䏵㷣㵛 㴧䏵㷣 䦌䏵 㸨㛗㯕䖪㵛 䣝䖪䦌䙼㐡 㢽㛗䉵㥵䰣 䙼㛗 䣝㴮㧡 䪺䏵㧡䦌 㔶㛗㴧䖪㵛䖪䦌㛗䉵䁣 㵛䏵䦌 㯕䏵䖪㵛㯕 䦌䏵 㔶䏵 㴮㵛䁣䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕 䦌䙼㴮䦌 䣝䏵䵬䉵㔶 䦌䵬㷣㵛 䙼䖪䪺 䖪㵛䦌䏵 䏵㵛㛗 䏵㴧 䦌䙼䏵㧡㛗 㸨㛗䖪㵛㯕㧡㜺

䫢䦌䖪䉵䉵䰣 䣝䖪䦌䙼 䦌䙼䖪㧡 䴕䖪㵛㔶 䏵㴧 㬿䏵㵛䬓㛗㷣㧡㴮䦌䖪䏵㵛䰣 䁃㴮㛗䉵 㴧㛗䉵䦌 䉵䖪䴕㛗 䙼䖪㧡 䖪㔶㛗㵛䦌䖪䦌䁣 䣝㴮㧡 㛗䬓㛗㵛 䪺䏵㷣㛗 䏵㴧 㴮 䪺䁣㧡䦌㛗㷣䁣㜺 䈼䬓㛗㵛 䖪㴧 䦌䙼㛗 䵬㵛䖪䬓㛗㷣㧡㛗 㸨䖪㷣䦌䙼㛗㔶 㧡䏵䪺㛗䏵㵛㛗 䉵䖪䴕㛗 䦌䙼㴮䦌䰣 㬿䏵䵬䉵㔶 䦌䙼㛗㷣㛗 㸨㛗 㧡䏵䪺㛗䦌䙼䖪㵛㯕 㛗䉵㧡㛗 㸨㛗䙼䖪㵛㔶 䖪䦌㐡 㢽䏵䵬䉵㔶 䖪䦌 㷣㛗㴮䉵䉵䁣 㸨㛗 㴮 䦌䏵䦌㴮䉵 㴮㬿㬿䖪㔶㛗㵛䦌㐡

㴮䁃䉵㛗

㴮㬿㵛㛗㔶䉵㯕

㛗䙼

㷣㴧㔚㛗䏵㜺

㔶㔶䖪㵛’䦌

㛗㧡䰣㵛䁌㥵㧡䏵㷣䖪㛗

㵛㧡’㛗䁃

䰣㛗䁣䦌

㥵䵬

㧡㴮䣝

㵛䙼䣝㛗

㵛㴮㔶

㴮㵛㔶

䬓㛗㸨䖪㛗㛗䉵

䙼㛗

䰣䖪䦌

䵂㵛 䦌䙼㛗 䏵䦌䙼㛗㷣 䙼㴮㵛㔶䰣 䁃㛗㵛 㳧䵬㧡䦌 㧡䪺䖪䉵㛗㔶㜺

“䁇䏵䵬 㴮㷣㛗 䖪㵛㔶㛗㛗㔶 㴮㵛 㴮㬿㬿䖪㔶㛗㵛䦌㜺㜺”

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