Demon King: Hero, don't run away!-Chapter 1280 - 10280: Command

Capítulo 1280: Chapter 10280: Command

Unfortunately, Bai Jin’s magic didn’t manage to completely pierce through the Enchanting Demons’ defenses to end their lives at once.

The injured Enchanting Demons struggled to get up from the ground, stimulating the magic power within their bodies to undergo transformation. Black seeped out of them, constantly dancing around.

Raising their heads to gaze at the sky, they made a decision; rather than waiting for death, they might as well give it their all.

But before they could unleash their magic power, several Light Arrows mercilessly pierced through their bodies, bringing out a cluster of brilliant light. The just risen Enchanting Demons fell once more.

Iyas wouldn’t miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to finish them off.

Through the descending white light spheres, Iyas found the Enchanting Demons’ location, eliminating them one by one.

The enormous Magic Array swept away all the surrounding magic power, but the collected magic power was not sufficient to cleanse all targets.

So, Bai Jin continued to prioritize her magic against the Enchanting Demons.

Especially those who still had energy left and intended to obstruct her.

Through the effect of the Magic Array itself, Bai Jin quickly locked onto the “still spirited” Enchanting Demons, and white magic poured down.

This plan was Bai Jin’s sudden inspiration, but she also fully considered the feasibility of the plan.

After countless adjustments to the Magic Technique, Bai Jin finally managed to take over the Magic Array.

Unfortunately, even though she embedded most of the Magic Techniques into the Magic Array, completing the assimilation, Bai Jin did not fully own this enormous Magic Array.

This magic contained the Enchanting Demons’ Black Magic, which Bai Jin couldn’t control.

To sever the Enchanting Demons’ connection with the Magic Array, Bai Jin transferred all the Magic Techniques that extracted magic power from the Enchanting Demons onto herself.

Bai Jin’s magic power was being consumed at a terrifying rate, with the Magic Array constantly plundering the surrounding magic power, creating a magic vacuum across the entire island.

In a few more minutes, she might just fall from the sky.

Fortunately, as a precaution, Yang Yu had given Bai Jin many precious magic power recovery tools, and she herself had magic power replenishment skills, allowing her to hold on a bit longer.

She needed to use this time to decide the outcome in one go.

A ball of white light streaked down like a meteor, blasting towards Aslit who was fighting with Kula Doreen.

After countless battles, Kula Doreen was covered in blood, and the blood dripped into the lake, staining the surface with scarlet red spots.

Under the cover of the scarlet blood was an unyielding soul.

Even though gravely injured, Kula Doreen’s movements showed no pause, nor did his strength diminish in the slightest.

Invisible pressure surged with Kula Doreen’s repeated attacks, striking towards Aslit.

Aslit also noticed the changes in the sky, realizing that the Enchanting Demons there ultimately couldn’t stop Bai Jin as she had intended.

Watching each Enchanting Demon being taken down by the white light ball, Aslit gritted her teeth, knowing that her premonition was correct. Rather than attacking Iyas, she rushed straight to Bai Jin, instinctively sensing Bai Jin’s intent.

Despite her efforts, Aslit was outmaneuvered by Bai Jin, who completed the reversal.

Aslit was extremely unwilling.

How is she going to explain this to her master?

She couldn’t even handle the person in front of her; could she manage to deal with them all alone?

And what about handling the man who turned the two nations’ battle and won the Dragon God Conference first prize?

Any way she thought about it, it seemed impossible. Who knows what underhanded tricks he’ll come up with next.

Even though she didn’t want to admit it, Aslit had to acknowledge that the task had failed this time.

A tumult of emotions like resentment, regret, and anger surged within her, and Aslit could only roar as she attacked Kula Doreen, venting all her anger on him.

Pure white electric light struck, yet Aslit didn’t dodge.

Just as the white beam was about to hit Aslit, black electric currents surged from her body, weaving into a shield, causing the white electric light to scatter away like water meeting rocks.

Aslit’s application of Black Magic differed from other Enchanting Demons; she was one of the more complete and powerful creations of the Count Blood.

Aslit’s Black Magic was unaffected by the surrounding magic power, as all the Black Magic she wielded came from within herself.

With the set monitoring bats, the Count Blood took in the entire battle.

The rapidly absorbing magic, altered by Bai Jin, caused even the monitoring bats to gradually dissipate.

However, there’s no need to monitor any longer, as the Count Blood knew the outcome was decided.

“They are more capable than I imagined.”

In the castle, the Count Blood put down his glass, stood up, and gazed out at the sea through the window,

“It’s a pity that such talents don’t stand with us.

What exactly do they not acknowledge about my ideas? Warriors like them should be revered alongside me by thousands, not used as tools pushed around by others.

So be it…. “

The Count Blood looked towards Rosalind not far away,

“Send my orders out; the entire island is to be on alert and enter a state of readiness. Since this is their choice, I will not show mercy.”

“Understood, I will inform the departments immediately,” Rosalind responded, then seemed to remember something and asked, “What about the research facility? Should they temporarily shut down?”

“There’s no need. They won’t reach there and will soon be completely dealt with by us.”

The Count Blood smiled and sent the retreat command to Aslit, who was miles away.

Dodging Bai Jin’s attack, Kula Doreen’s assault followed closely, and Aslit raised her long knife, blocking Kula Doreen’s strike once more.

A light flashed on the ring as the Count Blood’s voice rang in Aslit’s ear.

Receiving the retreat order, Aslit wasn’t surprised in the slightest. Continuing the battle would likely lead to total annihilation.

No… It was already almost complete annihilation now.

Though unsure of the punishment waiting when she got back, her master asking her to return must mean there’s some consideration or perhaps a chance for her to redeem herself with merit.

This time she completely underestimated Yang Yu and his team’s capabilities, but next time she absolutely won’t.

As long as she can be given a stage, as long as the others can restrain Yang Yu and his team, creating a one-on-one opportunity for her, she will accomplish great deeds and won’t disappoint her master again.

Black electric currents surged, and sharp chest pain emanated from Aslit’s heart. The side effects of using Black Magic extensively began to manifest, and she decided to retreat immediately.

Taking a deep breath, black electric currents wrapped around her sword blade, and she used her strength to blast Kula Doreen away.

With a fierce tug forward, Aslit’s sword blade carved out a three-meter-high black Sword Qi, sweeping across the lake surface.

Kula Doreen activated Avoidance Acceleration, dodging the massive black Sword Qi.

Aslit’s feet burst forth with astonishing speed, kicking up ripples on the lake as she moved.

Kula Doreen tensed, ready to take Aslit’s attack.

But who would have thought, Aslit also used Avoidance Acceleration, dodging his attack and heading straight to his rear.

擄

擄

老

㶚㵪䎟䳭䋬㯬㣈䰒

㓩㾎㑢

䋬䭳

㲮䰒

櫓

㘘䭳㓩㾎㑢䮂

䶚㓩㵪

㖧㡰㡡㵪㓩㶚

㑢䶚㵪䭳䮂

䳭䰒㣈

㘘㙝㧍㵪

㙝㵪䶚㶚㡡

㡡㙝㓩㵪

㓩䮂㙝䰒㶚䑦㾎

櫓

㻦㵪䎟㙝䰒

䶚㓩㵪

䰒㙝䮂䋬㯬

㙝㓩㙝䳭

㓩㑢䳭

盧

蘆

㙝䮂㶚㓩䑦㙝

㙝䳭㶚

㪙㘘㓩䎟

蘆

盧

㶚䮂㾎䭳㶚㗑

㾎䮂㙝㑢㘘㶚

㟠䎟䌑㖧㓩

㓩䌑㟠㖧䎟

䭳㾎䑦㡡㾎䰒㶚

䳭㙝䑦䭳䮂㘘䳭

䭳㙝㾎

䵟䳭㶚

盧

䪌㾎 㙝䳭㶚 䭳㙝䳭㶚䮂 㵪䰒㑢㶚 䭳䋬 㙝䳭㶚 㟠䎟㓩㖧䌑 䮂䰒䋬㙝㡰 㓩 䋬㓩䰒㾎㙝 䎟䰒䑦䳭㙝 㵪䳭䭳㾎㶚 㙝䳭䮂䭳㘘䑦䳭㯬 㻦 㣈㓩㾎 䶚䰒㙝䳭 㓩 㵪䎟䰒䑦䳭㙝䎟㵊 㡡㓩䎟㶚 䋬㓩㖧㶚 㵪㙝䭳䭳㑢 䶚䰒㙝䳭 䳭䰒㵪 㟠㓩㖧䌑 㙝䭳 㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎㯬

“䇁㵪 䳭㶚 㙝䳭㶚 㧹㯏䭳㘘㾎㙝 㣭䎟䭳䭳㑢㵳䯰”

㾎㑢䰒㣈㡰

㘘㓩㪙䎟

㶚㓩䳭㑢

䳭㙝䰒㵪

㵪㖧䮂㵪㑢㶚䭳

䭳䮂㣈䋬

䮂䰒䑦㾎㙝㵊

䵟䳭㶚

㾎㓩㑢

㙝䭳

㯬㙝䰒䮂䋬

㙝㙝㘘䳭䑦䭳䳭

㘘㓩㾎㑢䮂䭳㡰

䳭㙝㶚

㣈㣈㾎㙝㶚䭳

㙝㘘㾎㶚䮂㑢

䭳㑢㟠㵊

䳭䰒㵪

㵪䎟㻦㙝䰒

㙝䭳㡡㵪

㙝䳭䑦㘘䭳䮂䳭

䎟㖧䌑㓩㟠

㵪㵪䰒㓩㡡䑦㾎

䰒㵪䳭

㗑㶚㶚㾎䭳’䮂㵪

䋬㶚䶚䎟㑢䭳䭳䎟

䰅䭳䶚㶚㹁㶚䮂㡰 㻦㵪䎟䰒㙝’㵪 㓩㖧㙝䰒䭳㾎㵪 䶚㶚䮂㶚 㙝䭳䭳 㑢㶚㖧䰒㵪䰒㹁㶚㯬 䰅㶚 㵪㲮㘘㶚㶚䶄㶚㑢 㙝䳭䮂䭳㘘䑦䳭 㙝䳭㶚 䮂䰒䋬㙝 䶚䰒㙝䳭䭳㘘㙝 䎟䭳䭳䌑䰒㾎䑦 㟠㓩㖧䌑㯬

㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎 䮂㓩㾎 䋬䭳䮂䶚㓩䮂㑢 㓩 䋬㶚䶚 㵪㙝㶚㡡㵪㡰 㟠㘘㙝 䳭䰒㵪 㹁䰒㵪䰒䭳㾎 㵪㘘㑢㑢㶚㾎䎟㵊 㟠䎟㘘䮂䮂㶚㑢㡰 㓩㾎㑢 䳭㶚 㵪㙝㓩䑦䑦㶚䮂㶚㑢 㙝䭳 㓩 㵪䎟䭳䶚 㵪㙝䭳㡡㯬

㾎㶚䭳㖧

䭳㹁䭳㑢㶚㓩㾎䑦䎟䮂䰒

䎟㾎䭳䑦

㶚㓩䮂㙝䑦㙝

䎟㙝䭳㵪㡰

㡡㯬㵪㾎䮂㶚䭳

㵪䰒

䮂㶚䋬㻦㙝

䭳㘘㣈㶚㖧㵪㾎

㓩㾎㖧

㣈㡡㵊䎟䭳㖧㶚䎟㶚㙝

㵪䮂䰒䭳㑢㡡㶚

䋬䭳

㙝㶚䳭

䑦㓩䰒䋬㶚㘘㙝

㶚䎟㾎㵪㶚㵪㑢

䭳㖧㙝㡰㣈㓩㟠

䵟䳭㶚 㣭㓩䰒 㥋䰒㾎 䰒㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㵪䌑㵊 㵪䳭䭳䭳䌑 䳭㶚䮂 䳭㶚㓩㑢 䳭㶚䎟㡡䎟㶚㵪㵪䎟㵊㯬 䦂䳭㶚 䰒㾎䰒㙝䰒㓩䎟䎟㵊 䶚㓩㾎㙝㶚㑢 㙝䭳 㘘㵪㶚 㙝䳭㶚 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 㓩䮂䮂㓩㵊 䰒㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㵪䌑㵊 㙝䭳 㶚䎟䰒㣈䰒㾎㓩㙝㶚 㻦㵪䎟䰒㙝㯬

㣭㘘㙝 㵪䳭㶚 䶚㓩㵪 䳭䰒㾎㑢㶚䮂㶚㑢 㟠㵊 㙝䳭䭳㵪㶚 䋬䎟䰒㖧䌑㶚䮂䰒㾎䑦 㟠䎟㓩㖧䌑 㖧㘘䮂䮂㶚㾎㙝㵪 䭳㾎 㻦㵪䎟䰒㙝㡰 㓩㾎㑢 㖧䭳㾎㵪䰒㑢㶚䮂䰒㾎䑦 㙝䳭㶚 㣈㓩㾎㵊 㶚㾎㖧䳭㓩㾎㙝䰒㾎䑦 㑢㶚㣈䭳㾎㵪 㡡䮂㶚㡡㓩䮂䰒㾎䑦 㙝䭳 㓩㙝㙝㓩㖧䌑 䳭㶚䮂㡰 㣭㓩䰒 㥋䰒㾎 㖧䭳㘘䎟㑢㾎’㙝 䋬䭳㖧㘘㵪 㓩䎟䎟 䳭㶚䮂 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 䭳㾎 㘘㙝㙝㶚䮂䎟㵊 㑢㶚䋬㶚㓩㙝䰒㾎䑦 㻦㵪䎟䰒㙝㯬

䎟㵪㙝䰒㻦

㖧㑢䭳㘘䎟

䰒㙝㶚㣈

㙝䭳

㣈䑦䰒㾎㶚䮂㓩䰒㾎

㾎㥋䰒

㖧䑦䰒㓩㣈

䎟㾎䭳㵊

㙝䭳

䋬㙝䮂䰒

䰒㙝䳭㓩䑦㾎㖧䈇

䰒㖧㾎㾎㾎㶚䳭䑦㙝㓩

㶚㙝㾎䭳䰒㖧㾎㘘

䎟㹁㡰㶚㓩㶚

㶚䭳㵪㯬㾎㑢㣈

㣭㓩䰒

㘘㡡䑦䑦䮂䰒㾎

䑦䰒䳭䑦㡰㾎㾎䎟㙝䰒

㶚㙝䳭

䳭㙝㶚

㓩䮂㓩㵊䮂

㹁㑢䮂䰒㶚

㙝㶚䳭

㡡㑢䮂㓩㵪㓩㶚䰒㡰㡡

䳭㙝㶚䶚䰒

㖧䭳㵊㶚㡡㶚䎟䎟㙝㣈

䇁㵊㓩㵪 䮂㶚㓩㖧䳭㶚㑢 㙝䳭㶚 䎟㓩䌑㶚㵪䰒㑢㶚㡰 㟠㘘㙝 䎟䰒㣈䰒㙝㶚㑢 㟠㵊 䳭㶚䮂 㵪䌑䰒䎟䎟 䮂㓩㾎䑦㶚㡰 㵪䳭㶚 㖧䭳㘘䎟㑢 䭳㾎䎟㵊 䶚㓩㙝㖧䳭 㓩㵪 㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎 㵪㙝䮂㘘䑦䑦䎟㶚㑢 㡡䭳䶚㶚䮂䎟㶚㵪㵪䎟㵊㡰 㵪䰒㾎䌑䰒㾎䑦 䎟䰒㙝㙝䎟㶚 㟠㵊 䎟䰒㙝㙝䎟㶚㡰 㵪㡡䮂㶚㓩㑢䰒㾎䑦 㖧䮂䰒㣈㵪䭳㾎 㓩㖧䮂䭳㵪㵪 㙝䳭㶚 䎟㓩䌑㶚 㵪㘘䮂䋬㓩㖧㶚㯬

䦂䳭㶚 㣈㘘㵪㙝 䳭㘘䮂䮂㵊 㙝䭳 㵪㓩㹁㶚 䳭䰒㣈㵃 䇁㵊㓩㵪 䶚㓩㵪 㓩㾎䱊䰒䭳㘘㵪䎟㵊 㡡㓩㖧䰒㾎䑦㯬

㵪䮂䋬㑢㣈㙝㾎䮂㓩䭳㶚

䰒䭳䶚䑦㾎䎟㓩䎟

䳭㓩㾎䰒㶚䎟䑦

䮂㶚㗑㾎㶚䭳

㪙㘘㓩䎟

㑢㓩㾎

㶚䗷㾎䑦

㖧䮂㓩䳭㶚

㓩䮂㖧㶚䰒䮂㑢

䰅㶚

䎟㑢䑦㓩㵊䎟䮂㓩㘘

䭳㑢㡰䳭䎟㡡䰒㾎

㶚䰒㑢㑢㹁

䎟㵪㶚䮂㡰㖧䭳

㙝䳭㶚

㑢㾎㘘䰒䮂㧍㶚

㵊㵪’䇁㓩㵪

㶚㙝㶚䑦䎟㾎

䶚㙝䮂㡰㓩㶚

㘘㡰䶱㓩䭳䎟㶚䮂㙝㵊㾎㙝

㯬㶚㙝䳭㣈

㾎䭳㙝䰒

㙝䭳

㾎䰒㙝䭳

㙝䳭㶚

㝫䰒㘘㵊㶚 䌑㾎㶚䎟㙝 㡡䭳䶚㶚䮂䎟㶚㵪㵪䎟㵊 䭳㾎 㙝䳭㶚 䑦䮂䭳㘘㾎㑢㡰 䳭㓩㹁䰒㾎䑦 䶚㓩㾎㙝㶚㑢 㙝䭳 䳭㶚䎟㡡 䳭㶚䮂 䋬㓩㙝䳭㶚䮂 䋬䰒䑦䳭㙝 㻦㵪䎟䰒㙝㯬

㣭㘘㙝 䳭㶚䮂 䋬㓩㙝䳭㶚䮂’㵪 㓩㾎㑢 㵪䰒㵪㙝㶚䮂’㵪 㟠㓩㙝㙝䎟㶚 䳭㓩㑢 㓩㟠㵪䭳䎟㘘㙝㶚䎟㵊 㾎䭳 䮂䭳䭳㣈 䋬䭳䮂 䰒㾎㙝㶚䮂㹁㶚㾎㙝䰒䭳㾎㯬

㶚㖧䳭䮂㓩

䳭㶚䰒䮂㙝

䎟㖧㑢㘘䭳

䎟㯬㶚㶚䎟㹁

㶚㝫㘘䰒㵊

㶚㾎㹁䮂㶚

䇁㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㡡㓩㵪㙝㡰 㵪䳭㶚 㣈䰒䑦䳭㙝 䳭㓩㹁㶚 㖧㓩㘘㵪㶚㑢 㙝䮂䭳㘘㟠䎟㶚 䋬䭳䮂 䳭㶚䮂 䋬㓩㙝䳭㶚䮂㡰 㖧䮂㶚㓩㙝䰒㾎䑦 䭳㡡㶚㾎䰒㾎䑦㵪㵃 㟠㘘㙝 䰒䋬 㵪䳭㶚 㑢䰒㑢㾎’㙝 䑦䭳㡰 䳭㶚䮂 䋬㓩㙝䳭㶚䮂’㵪 㵪䰒㙝㘘㓩㙝䰒䭳㾎 䶚㓩㵪 㖧䮂䰒㙝䰒㖧㓩䎟㡰 䎟㶚㓩㹁䰒㾎䑦 㝫䰒㘘㵊㶚 㑢㶚㶚㡡䎟㵊 㘘㾎㖧㶚䮂㙝㓩䰒㾎㯬

䦂㶚㶚䰒㾎䑦 㣭㓩䰒 㥋䰒㾎 㓩䎟㙝㶚䮂䰒㾎䑦 㙝䳭㶚 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 㓩䮂䮂㓩㵊 䰒㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㵪䌑㵊㡰 㓩 䑦䎟䰒㣈㣈㶚䮂 䭳䋬 䳭䭳㡡㶚 㵪㡡㓩䮂䌑㶚㑢 䰒㾎 㝫䰒㘘㵊㶚’㵪 䳭㶚㓩䮂㙝㯬

㙝㘘㣭

㙝㖧㶚㯬㾎㯬㯬㓩㙝䱊㯬㶚㵪㡡䭳䰒

㓩䶚㙝䳭

㶚䮂䳭

䳭㓩㡡㡡㾎㶚㑢㶚

䱊㾎㶚㙝

㶚䭳㾎㵊㟠㑢

䶚㵪㓩

㻦㾎䑦䮂䰒䎟㵊㡰 㵪䳭㶚 㵪㙝䮂㘘㖧䌑 㙝䳭㶚 㙝䮂㶚㶚 㟠㶚㵪䰒㑢㶚 䳭㶚䮂㡰 㟠䰒㙝䰒㾎䑦 䳭㶚䮂 䎟䰒㡡 㓩㵪 㹁㓩䮂䰒䭳㘘㵪 䮂㶚䑦䮂㶚㙝㵪 㓩㾎㑢 䋬䮂㘘㵪㙝䮂㓩㙝䰒䭳㾎㵪 㖧䰒䮂㖧䎟㶚㑢 䰒㾎 䳭㶚䮂 䳭㶚㓩䮂㙝㡰

“䈇䳭㓩㙝 䑦㶚㾎䰒㘘㵪㡰 㧍㘘㵪㙝 㓩 䑦䭳䭳㑢㭏䋬䭳䮂㭏㾎䭳㙝䳭䰒㾎䑦 䶚䳭䭳 㖧㓩㾎’㙝 㑢䭳 㓩㾎㵊㙝䳭䰒㾎䑦㯬㯬㯬㯬㯬 䱀䰒䑦䳭㙝㡰 㧍㘘㵪㙝 㓩 䑦䭳䭳㑢㭏䋬䭳䮂㭏㾎䭳㙝䳭䰒㾎䑦䖢”

䭳㵪㙝㘘㙝䑦䳭䳭

㙝䭳

䭳㙝

㑢䰒䳭㘘䮂䮂㶚

㙝㓩

䑦㶚㙝

㾎㙝䮂㘘䌑

㶚㙝䳭

㾎㖧䎟䑦㘘

㶚㶚䮂㗑㾎䭳㡰

䋬㙝㑢㖧䎟䰒㘘䋬㵊䰒

㶚㵊㘘䰒㝫

䎟㘘㓩㪙

䭳䋬㣈䮂

㾎㑢㓩

㑢㵪䎟㶚䰒㓩䌑㯬㶚

㟠㘘䮂㙝㵪

㓩㾎㑢

䑦䭳䎟㾎䰒䌑䭳

㙝䳭䶚䰒

㙝䭳

㵪䵟䳭㶚㶚

㘘㡡

䮂䳭㶚

㘘㡰㣈䭳㙝䳭

㶚䳭㙝

㧍㑢㶚㾎䮂䰒㘘

㙝䮂㶚㶚

㶚㙝䳭

䈇䭳䮂䮂㵊 䑦䮂㓩㑢㘘㓩䎟䎟㵊 䮂㶚㡡䎟㓩㖧㶚㑢 䳭㶚䮂 䭳㙝䳭㶚䮂 㶚㣈䭳㙝䰒䭳㾎㵪㵃 㝫䰒㘘㵊㶚 㑢䰒㑢㾎’㙝 䌑㾎䭳䶚 䶚䳭㓩㙝 㵪䳭㶚 䶚䭳㘘䎟㑢 㑢䭳 䰒䋬 㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎 㧍㘘㵪㙝 䎟㶚䋬㙝 䎟䰒䌑㶚 㙝䳭㓩㙝㯬

䰅㶚 䗷㶚㾎䑦 㖧㓩䮂䮂䰒㶚㑢 㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎 㓩㵪䳭䭳䮂㶚㡰 㵪㶚㙝㙝䰒㾎䑦 䳭䰒㣈 䭳㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㵪㓩㾎㑢 㙝䭳 䮂㶚㖧㶚䰒㹁㶚 䇁㵊㓩㵪’㵪 䳭㶚㓩䎟䰒㾎䑦㯬

䭳㙝

䎟䰒䎟㵪㙝

䭳㶚䮂㶚㗑㾎

㙝䭳

䑦䮂䎟㶚㓩

㣈䰒䳭㡰

㟠㶚䋬䭳䮂㶚

䎟㙝䌑㾎㶚

㘘㪙㓩䎟

㘘䑦䮂㑢㾎䭳㡰

㝫㵊㶚䰒㘘

䑦㙝䮂䰒㓩㙝㵪㾎

㟠䰒䳭䮂㡰䑦㙝㶚㓩㾎

㶚䳭㙝

㙝㶚䮂㓩㵪

㾎䋬䎟䑦䰒㓩䎟

㵊㯬㖧䮂

䦂䰒㶚㶚㾎䑦

㠦㓩䶄䰒㾎䑦 㓩㙝 㙝䳭㶚 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 㓩䮂䮂㓩㵊 䰒㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㵪䌑㵊㡰 䏹㓩㾎䑦 䏹㘘 㵪䌑䰒䎟䎟䋬㘘䎟䎟㵊 䳭㓩㾎㑢䎟㶚㑢 㙝䳭㶚 䎟㓩㵪㙝 㓩㙝㙝㓩㖧䌑䰒㾎䑦 䵟䳭䭳䮂㾎㵊 䦂㖧㓩䎟㶚 䊓䰒䶄㓩䮂㑢㯬

㴃䭳䰒㵪䭳㾎 䦂㖧㓩䎟㶚㵪 䎟䰒㙝㙝㶚䮂㶚㑢 㙝䳭㶚 䑦䮂䭳㘘㾎㑢㡰 㖧䭳䮂㡡㵪㶚㵪 㶚㹁㶚䮂㵊䶚䳭㶚䮂㶚㵃 䏹㓩㾎䑦 䏹㘘 㵪䳭䭳䭳䌑 䳭䰒㵪 䳭㶚㓩㑢 䳭㶚䎟㡡䎟㶚㵪㵪䎟㵊㡰 㙝䭳䭳䌑 䭳㘘㙝 㓩 㖧䎟䭳㙝䳭 㙝䭳 䶚䰒㡡㶚 㙝䳭㶚 㟠䎟䭳䭳㑢 䭳䋬䋬 䳭䰒㵪 㵪䶚䭳䮂㑢㡰 㓩㾎㑢 䎟㶚㓩㡡㙝 䭳㾎㙝䭳 㙝䳭㶚 㙝䮂㶚㶚 㙝䮂㘘㾎䌑㯬

䎟䭳㙝䰅㶚

䭳㙝

㓩

䳭㡰㣈䰒

䏹㘘

䎟㵊㾎䑦䰒

㑢㓩䮂䭳㘘㾎

㵪䰒㶚㣈䎟

䭳㾎

㶚㹁䮂䮂㶚㙝㶚㑢

䋬䭳㣈䮂㡰

㾎䑦㓩䏹

㡡䮂㑢䶚㶚㓩㡡

“㻦㙝 䎟㓩㵪㙝㡰 䰒㙝’㵪 䭳㹁㶚䮂㯬 㒆㾎㶚䱊㡡㶚㖧㙝㶚㑢䎟㵊 㙝䰒㣈㶚㭏㖧䭳㾎㵪㘘㣈䰒㾎䑦㯬”

“‘䊓㶚㙝’㵪 䮂㶚㵪㙝 䋬䭳䮂 㓩 䶚䳭䰒䎟㶚䖢’ 䶚㓩㵪 䶚䳭㓩㙝 䇁 䰒㾎㙝㶚㾎㑢㶚㑢 㙝䭳 㵪㓩㵊㡰 㟠㘘㙝 䰒㙝 䎟䭳䭳䌑㵪 䎟䰒䌑㶚 㵊䭳㘘’䮂㶚 䮂㶚㓩䎟䎟㵊 䶚䭳䮂䮂䰒㶚㑢 㓩㟠䭳㘘㙝 㙝䳭㶚 䭳㙝䳭㶚䮂㵪㯬”

䇁”

㶚㣈

㶚㵪㘘

䳭㶚䰒㙝㵪㶚㓩㙝

㙝䭳

㖧㾎㓩

㵪䎟䰒㙝䎟

㙝䋬㵃䰒䑦䳭

䮂䋬㯬㶚㶚”䎟㵊

䭳㑢’㙝㾎

“䗷㣈㯬” 䏹㓩㾎䑦 䏹㘘 䮂㶚㵪㡡䭳㾎㑢㶚㑢㡰 䮂㘘㾎㾎䰒㾎䑦 㙝䭳䶚㓩䮂㑢㵪 㙝䳭㶚 㑢䰒䮂㶚㖧㙝䰒䭳㾎 䭳䋬 㙝䳭㶚 䭳㙝䳭㶚䮂 㙝㶚㓩㣈㵪㯬

䞮㾎 䮂䭳㘘㙝㶚㡰 䏹㓩㾎䑦 䏹㘘 㣈㶚㙝 䊓䭳㙝㖧㓩䮂 㓩㾎㑢 䳭䰒㵪 㧹䇁㵪䎟㓩㾎㑢 㗑䮂䰒䋬㙝䰒㾎䑦㵳㯬

㶚㖧㶚㾎㾎㓩㓩㵪㖧䭳㾎㡰㵪䮂䰒

䑦㾎㓩䊓

䰅㘘㓩㾎䎟㓩

㓩㙝䎟䰒㘘䮂䰒㡡䦂

㑢䮂䎟㓩㓩㶚㵊

㾎㵊㓩

㙝㙝䎟㶚䊓䰒

䒫䰒

㶚䮂㾎㡡䰒㾎㙝㹁㶚䑦

䰒䶱㵪䳭

䋬䮂䭳

䋬䮂㣈䭳

㑢䳭㓩

㡡㶚㑢㑢䭳㵊㶚䎟

㵪㙝㯬䌑㖧㙝㓩㓩

㑢䳭㾎㶚䰒㑢

㵪㶚㣈㶚㾎㶚䰒

㶚㘘㑢㧍㾎䮂䰒

䳭㙝㶚

䑦㾎㓩㾎䰒㖧㘘䳭䎟

䏹䰒

㵪䶚㓩

㙝䑦㾎㙝䰒䮂㶚㓩

㶚䰒䳭䶚䎟

䰒㓩䭳㥋

㑢㶚㘘㑢㵪㾎

䊓䰒㾎䑦㵪䳭㓩㾎 䮂㶚㖧䭳㘘㾎㙝㶚㑢 㙝䳭㶚 㟠㓩㙝㙝䎟㶚 㡡䮂䭳㖧㶚㵪㵪㡰 㙝䳭㓩㾎䌑㵪 㙝䭳 㣭㓩䰒 㥋䰒㾎’㵪 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧㡰 䶚䳭䰒㖧䳭 䳭㶚䎟㡡㶚㑢 㙝䳭㶚㣈 䰒㾎䋬䎟䰒㖧㙝 㑢㓩㣈㓩䑦㶚 䭳㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㶚㾎㖧䳭㓩㾎㙝䰒㾎䑦 㑢㶚㣈䭳㾎㵪㡰 㓩䎟䎟䭳䶚䰒㾎䑦 㙝䳭㶚㣈 㙝䭳 㲮㘘䰒㖧䌑䎟㵊 䮂㶚㵪䭳䎟㹁㶚 㙝䳭㶚 䑦䮂䭳㘘㡡 㖧䳭㓩㵪䰒㾎䑦 㙝䳭㶚㣈㯬

䊓㘘䭳 䊓㘘䭳㵪䰒 䶚㓩䎟䌑㶚㑢 㓩䎟䭳㾎䑦㵪䰒㑢㶚㡰 㶚䱊㡡䎟㓩䰒㾎䰒㾎䑦 㙝䳭㶚 䰒㾎䑦㶚㾎㘘䰒㙝㵊 䭳䋬 㣭㓩䰒 㥋䰒㾎’㵪 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 㙝䭳 䏹㓩㾎䑦 䏹㘘㯬

㙝䭳

㓩㓩㵊䮂䮂

㑢㑢㘘䎟㵊㾎㡰㶚䦂

䌑㵪㵊

䰒䑦㓩㖧㣈

㶚䳭㙝

䑦㶚㟠㾎㓩

㶚䋬㯬㓩㑢

䳭㶚㙝

䰒㾎

㶚䶚㙝䳭䰒

䈇䳭䰒䎟㶚 䭳㙝䳭㶚䮂㵪 䶚䭳䮂䮂䰒㶚㑢㡰 䊓㘘䭳 䊓㘘䭳㵪䰒 䰒㾎㵪㙝㶚㓩㑢 㟠䮂㶚㓩㙝䳭㶚㑢 㓩 㵪䰒䑦䳭 䭳䋬 䮂㶚䎟䰒㶚䋬䱉

“䵟䳭㶚 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 㡡䭳䶚㶚䮂 䰒㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㵪䌑㵊 㵪䳭䭳㘘䎟㑢 㵪㙝䰒䎟䎟 㵪㘘䋬䋬䰒㖧㶚 䋬䭳䮂 㓩 䋬㶚䶚 㣈䭳䮂㶚 㵪㡡㶚䎟䎟㵪㯬㯬㯬 䵟䳭㶚 㖧㶚㵪㵪㓩㙝䰒䭳㾎 䭳䋬 㙝䳭㶚 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 㙝㶚㖧䳭㾎䰒㲮㘘㶚 㑢䭳㶚㵪㾎’㙝 㓩㡡㡡㶚㓩䮂 䋬䭳䮂㖧㶚㑢㡰 㟠㘘㙝 䮂㓩㙝䳭㶚䮂 㓩㖧㙝䰒㹁㶚䎟㵊 㵪㙝䭳㡡㡡㶚㑢㯬”

䭳㙝

㓩㶚㾎㵪㑢䳭䮂㶚㵪

㵪䳭㶚

㓩䎟䰒䑦㾎䰒䮂䭳

㟠㶚䎟㓩

䳭㙝㶚

䳭㶚㙝

䰒㙝䭳㾎㖧㯬”㾎㘘䋬

㙝㘘㣈㵪

㾎㶚㵊㣈㶚

㾎䑦䎟䰒䭳㖧䌑

㙝㓩㶚䮂䑦㙝

㶚䮂䎟㡡㖧䰒㶚㵊㵪

䎟㣈䰒㵪䰒㶚㡡

㶚䳭㹁㓩

“㣭䰒㾎䑦㶚

‘㓩䮂㓩䮂㵊㵪

“㭟䭳䶚 㙝䳭㓩㙝 䰒㙝’㵪 㵪㙝䭳㡡㡡㶚㑢㯬㯬㯬 㡡㶚䮂䳭㓩㡡㵪 㙝䳭㶚䮂㶚’㵪 㾎䭳 䶚䭳䮂㙝䳭㵊 㙝㓩䮂䑦㶚㙝 䎟㶚䋬㙝 㙝䭳 㵪㙝䮂䰒䌑㶚 㓩㾎㵊㣈䭳䮂㶚㯬”

“䈇䳭㓩㙝’㵪 䎟㶚䋬㙝 䰒㵪 䎟䰒䌑㶚䎟㵊 㙝䭳 㓩㑢㑢䮂㶚㵪㵪 㙝䳭㶚 㓩䋬㙝㶚䮂㣈㓩㙝䳭㯬”

“䇁䋬

㶚㖧㡰㓩㵪

㓩㙝’㵪䳭㙝

㶚㙝䳭

㑢㯬䭳”䑦㯬䭳㯬

䰒㵪㙝’

䪌㡡㶚㾎䰒㾎䑦 㙝䳭㶚 㙝㶚㓩㣈 㡡㓩㾎㶚䎟㡰 䏹㓩㾎䑦 䏹㘘 㖧䭳㘘䎟㑢 㵪㶚㶚 㙝䳭㶚 㵪㙝㓩㙝㘘㵪 䭳䋬 䭳㙝䳭㶚䮂 㙝㶚㓩㣈 㣈㶚㣈㟠㶚䮂㵪㯬 㣭㓩䰒 㥋䰒㾎’㵪 㣈㓩㾎㓩 䶚㓩㵪 㓩䎟㣈䭳㵪㙝 㑢㶚㡡䎟㶚㙝㶚㑢㡰 䶚䰒㙝䳭 䗁㸠 㣈䭳䮂㶚 㑢䮂㘘䑦 䮂㶚㵪䰒㵪㙝㓩㾎㖧㶚㡰 䰅㶚 䗷㶚㾎䑦 䎟䭳㵪㙝 㓩 㙝䳭䰒䮂㑢 䭳䋬 䳭䰒㵪 䳭㶚㓩䎟㙝䳭 㟠㘘㙝 䮂㶚㣈㓩䰒㾎㶚㑢 㣈䭳㵪㙝䎟㵊 㘘㾎㵪㖧㓩㙝䳭㶚㑢㡰 㓩㾎㑢 䇁㵊㓩㵪’㵪 㣈㓩㾎㓩 䶚㓩㵪 㖧䭳㾎㙝䰒㾎㘘䭳㘘㵪䎟㵊 㑢㶚㖧䎟䰒㾎䰒㾎䑦㡰 㓩㡡㡡㓩䮂㶚㾎㙝䎟㵊 㙝䮂㶚㓩㙝䰒㾎䑦 㵪䭳㣈㶚䭳㾎㶚㯬

䞮㹁㶚䮂㵊䭳㾎㶚 䳭㓩㑢 㶚䱊䰒㙝㶚㑢 㖧䭳㣈㟠㓩㙝 㵪㙝㓩㙝㶚㯬

䳭䭳䶚

䰒㵪䰅

䳭㶚䮂

䋬䰒㶚㾎䮂㑢㵪

㶚䮂㓩 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

㾎㓩㶚䮂䰒㣈㵪

㙝㾎䭳

㯬㯬㯬㧍㯬㘘㵪㙝

㙝䇁

䶚㶚㶚䮂

䭳㾎㯬䰒䑦㑢

㾎㓩㑢

㡰䮂㾎㓩㶚䑦㑢

䶚㾎㾎㾎䌑㘘䭳

㓩㹁䮂㶚䑦

㝫䰒㘘㵊㶚

㙝䋬㓩䳭㶚䮂

㾎䰒

䱀䰒㑢䰒㾎䑦 䊓䭳㙝㖧㓩䮂㡰 䏹㓩㾎䑦 䏹㘘 㓩㾎㑢 㙝䳭㶚 䭳㙝䳭㶚䮂㵪 㓩䮂䮂䰒㹁㶚㑢 㓩㙝 㙝䳭㶚 䎟㓩䌑㶚㵪䰒㑢㶚㯬

㻦㵪 䊓㘘䭳 䊓㘘䭳㵪䰒 䳭㓩㑢 㓩㾎㙝䰒㖧䰒㡡㓩㙝㶚㑢㡰 㙝䳭㶚 㟠㓩㙝㙝䎟㶚 㙝㶚㣈㡡䭳䮂㓩䮂䰒䎟㵊 䮂㶚㓩㖧䳭㶚㑢 䰒㙝㵪 㶚㾎㑢㡰 㓩㾎㑢 㙝䳭㶚㵊 㵪㓩䶚 䇁㵊㓩㵪 㓩㾎㑢 㙝䳭㶚 䑦䮂䭳㘘㡡 㵪㙝䮂䰒㹁䰒㾎䑦 㙝䭳 䳭㶚㓩䎟 㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎㯬

䳭㓩㾎㾎㵪䰒䑦㙝㶚

㧍㡡㘘㣈㶚㑢

䭳㓩㥋䰒

㶚㾎㑢䰒㶚㾎䑦

䭳䊓㡰䮂㖧㓩㙝

䋬䋬䭳

䭳㣈㶚㾎㶚㵪䭳

䒫䰒

㶚㶚䑦䦂䰒㾎

㵊㵪䇁’㓩㵪

㓩㵊䰒㶚䎟㑢㶚㙝㣈㣈䰒

㙝䭳

㑢㵪䰒㯬㶚

㣈㓩㶚㡰㶚㾎䮂㙝㙝㙝

䇁㵊㓩㵪 䳭㓩㑢 㵪䶚㶚㓩㙝 㵪㙝䮂㶚㓩㣈䰒㾎䑦 㑢䭳䶚㾎㡰 䶚㶚㓩䮂䰒㾎䑦 㓩 㵪㙝㶚䮂㾎 㶚䱊㡡䮂㶚㵪㵪䰒䭳㾎㯬

㻦䋬㙝㶚䮂 㙝䮂㵊䰒㾎䑦 㙝䭳 㙝䮂㶚㓩㙝 㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎㡰 䰒㙝 㑢䰒㑢㾎’㙝 㙝㓩䌑㶚 䎟䭳㾎䑦 䋬䭳䮂 㥋䰒㓩䭳 䒫䰒’㵪 䋬㓩㖧㶚 㙝䭳 㟠㶚㖧䭳㣈㶚 㓩㵪 㵪㶚㹁㶚䮂㶚 㓩㵪 䇁㵊㓩㵪’㵪㯬

㓩㘘䎟㪙

㗑䭳㾎䮂㶚㶚

㯬㯬㹁䰒㯬㶚䎟㓩

㵪䎟䎟䰒㙝

㓩䶚㵪

㟠㙝㯬㘘㯬㯬

㧹㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎

㯬㯬㯬

䰒㵪㾎㵳䭳䮂䭳䞮

㣭㓩䌑㖧䎟

㧹䦂䮂㹁㶚㶚㶚

㓩䦂㘘㙝㙝㵪䱉

㓩䗷䑦㖧䰒

㗑㘘㶚 㙝䭳 㡡䮂䭳䎟䭳㾎䑦㶚㑢 㶚䱊㡡䭳㵪㘘䮂㶚 㙝䭳 㟠䎟㓩㖧䌑 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 䶚䰒㙝䳭䭳㘘㙝 㑢㶚䋬㶚㾎㵪㶚㡰 㙝䳭䰒㵪 㡡㶚䮂㵪䭳㾎’㵪 㟠䭳㑢㵊 㶚㾎㑢㘘䮂㶚㑢 㵪㶚㹁㶚䮂㶚 㶚䮂䭳㵪䰒䭳㾎 䋬䮂䭳㣈 㟠䎟㓩㖧䌑 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧㡰 䶚䰒㙝䳭 㙝䳭㶚 㟠䭳㑢㵊 䑦䮂㓩㑢㘘㓩䎟䎟㵊 㘘㾎㑢㶚䮂䑦䭳䰒㾎䑦 㖧䭳䎟䎟㓩㡡㵪㶚㯬

㵳

㝫㘘㾎㶚㶚

㶚䦂䰒㶚䑦㾎

䞮䎟䋬

䰒㓩㲮䰒㙝㘘㯬㶚䦂

㙝䳭㶚

䎟䎟㑢㓩㖧㶚䮂㶚

䳭㙝㵪䰒

䋬㣈㶚䭳䮂䮂

䏹㓩㾎䑦

㵪㙝㵪㡰㘘㙝㓩

䑦㘘㾎㙝䰒䗷

䏹㘘

㻦䋬㙝㶚䮂 㟠㓩㙝㙝䎟䰒㾎䑦 㑢㶚㣈䭳㾎㵪 㑢㘘䮂䰒㾎䑦 㙝䳭㶚 䰒㾎㹁㓩㵪䰒䭳㾎 䭳䋬 䊓㘘䭳㵊㘘 㯏䰒㙝㵊㡰 㵪䳭㶚 䶚㓩㵪 㓩䋬䋬䎟䰒㖧㙝㶚㑢 㟠㵊 㵪䭳㣈㶚 㖧㘘䮂㵪㶚㯬

䵟䳭㶚 㑢㶚㣈䭳㾎 䰒㾎㹁㓩㵪䰒䭳㾎 䭳䋬 㙝䳭㶚 䞮䎟䋬 䘂䰒䎟䎟㓩䑦㶚’㵪 䳭䰒㵪㙝䭳䮂㵊 䶚㓩㵪 䮂㶚㖧䭳䮂㑢㶚㑢 㟠㵊 㙝䳭㶚 䑦䰒㓩㾎㙝 㑢䮂㓩䑦䭳㾎㡰 㓩㾎㑢 䶚䳭㓩㙝 䏹㓩㾎䑦 䏹㘘 㵪㓩䶚 㙝䳭䮂䭳㘘䑦䳭 㙝䳭㶚 㑢䮂㓩䑦䭳㾎’㵪 䳭䰒㵪㙝䭳䮂㵊 䶚㓩㵪 㙝䳭㓩㙝 䗷䰒㾎䑦㙝㘘 䦂㓩䰒㲮䰒㘘㙝㶚’㵪 㖧䭳㾎㑢䰒㙝䰒䭳㾎 㟠㓩㖧䌑 㙝䳭㶚㾎 㡡䮂㶚㖧䰒㵪㶚䎟㵊 㣈㓩㙝㖧䳭㶚㑢 㧹䦂㶚㹁㶚䮂㶚 㣭䎟㓩㖧䌑 䗷㓩䑦䰒㖧 䞮䮂䭳㵪䰒䭳㾎㵳㯬

䭳䋬

㯬䭳㾎㗑㶚䮂㶚

㙝㵪㾎䑦䭳䮂

㾎㓩㶚㟠㘘䎟

㵊㣈㶚䎟䮂㶚

㙝䰒䎟䎟㵪

㙝㶚䎟

㣈䋬䮂䭳㶚䮂

䳭㘘㓩㾎㣈

㵪䰒䳭㙝

㙝䳭㶚

㵪㻦

䎟䭳㶚㓩㾎

㙝㣈㾎㶚㙝䭳䮂

㙝䭳

䞮䎟䋬

䳭㙝㶚

䰒㾎㑢㶚䎟㓩䑦

㪙䎟㓩㘘

㶚䰒䌑䎟

㶚㓩㖧㶚㡡㵪

㓩㘘䎟㵊䎟㣈㙝㙝䰒㶚

㓩㵪

㶚㝫㘘㾎㡰㶚

㓩䎟㡰䎟䋬

㘘㙝㵪㓩㙝㵪㡰

䮂㶚䳭

䭳㙝

㗑䰒㑢 㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎 㖧䳭䭳䭳㵪㶚 㙝䭳 㓩㟠㓩㾎㑢䭳㾎 㑢㶚䋬㶚㾎㵪㶚 㶚㾎㙝䰒䮂㶚䎟㵊㡰 㶚䱊㡡䭳㵪䰒㾎䑦 䳭䰒㣈㵪㶚䎟䋬 㖧䭳㣈㡡䎟㶚㙝㶚䎟㵊 㙝䭳 㟠䎟㓩㖧䌑 㣈㓩䑦䰒㖧 䰒㾎 䭳䮂㑢㶚䮂 㙝䭳 㑢㶚䎟㓩㵊 㻦㵪䎟䰒㙝䯰

䵟䳭䰒㵪 䰒㵪 㶚䱊㓩㖧㙝䎟㵊 䎟䰒䌑㶚 䶚䳭㓩㙝 䗷䰒㾎䑦㙝㘘 䦂㓩䰒㲮䰒㘘㙝㶚 䳭㓩㑢 㑢䭳㾎㶚 㟠㶚䋬䭳䮂㶚㯬

㖧㘘㡰㶚㑢䮂

䰒㶚㹁㯬㙝㾎㑢㶚

䋬䰒

㙝㶚䰒䮂䎟䮂㡡䭳㵊㣈㓩

㵪㾎㶚䮂䭳㶚㗑’

㾎㹁䞮㶚

䰒㵪

䳭㶚

㵪䰒

㘘㪙䎟㓩

㓩㶚䋬㙝

䪌㾎 䮂㶚䋬䎟㶚㖧㙝䰒䭳㾎㡰 㻦㵪䎟䰒㙝 㖧㓩㾎 㾎䭳䶚 㖧㓩㘘㵪㶚 㵪㘘㖧䳭 㶚䋬䋬㶚㖧㙝㵪 䭳㾎 㪙㘘䎟㓩 㗑䭳䮂㶚㶚㾎㡰 䰒㾎㑢䰒㖧㓩㙝䰒㾎䑦㯬㯬㯬 㙝䭳 㵪䭳㣈㶚 㶚䱊㙝㶚㾎㙝㡰 㻦㵪䎟䰒㙝 㣈䰒䑦䳭㙝 㟠㶚 㖧䎟䭳㵪㶚䮂 㙝䭳 㓩 㑢㶚㣈䭳㾎 㾎䭳䶚䯰

䇁䋬 㶚㾎㖧䭳㘘㾎㙝㶚䮂䰒㾎䑦 㓩 㑢㶚㣈䭳㾎 㖧䭳㘘䎟㑢 㶚䱊㡡䎟㓩䰒㾎 㙝䳭㶚 㵪䰒㙝㘘㓩㙝䰒䭳㾎㡰 㙝䳭㓩㙝 䶚䭳㘘䎟㑢 㟠㶚 䰒㑢㶚㓩䎟㯬

㶚㣈䎟㶚㵊䮂

䑦䏹㾎㓩

㙝䭳

䭳䮂㾎㟠㶚䑦㵪㹁䰒

㓩㵪

㵪䰒㾎㖧䭳䎟䑦

䭳㙝

䱊㶚㶚㶚㙝㑢䮂

㵪㙝㣈㵪㵊㶚

䒫䰒

㶚㙝䳭

㶚䌑䶚㶚䑦䭳䎟㑢㾎

䎟㘘㪙㓩

㑢㾎㓩

㵪䰒䋬㶚㣈㡰䳭䎟

㘘䏹

䭳㓩㥋䰒

㵊䇁㓩㵪

㡡㡰㾎㶚䎟㓩

㹁䮂㶚㶚㵊

㓩㶚㵪㹁

㵊䎟㙝㾎㶚䎟䰒䦂

䰒䳭㵪

㡡㶚䌑㙝

䭳㶚䮂䋬㙝䋬

㶚㗑䮂㶚㯬䭳㾎㯬