Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1354 - 89: Snow Domain, Frost Angel

Capítulo 1354: Chapter 89: Snow Domain, Frost Angel

The people of the Snow Clan all simultaneously turned to gaze at the rising snowstorm on the side.

The elder council, led by Lu Feng, instantly lifted their heads, eyes filled with shock.

“Could it be…”

Before the words were finished, a slender yet magnificent figure had already risen into the air.

In the midst of the swirling snow, Lu Qingyu lifted her head, eyes filled with astonishment.

“Sister…”

In the sky, a mecha with luxurious white wings like an angel ascended, its slender waist adorned with a white war skirt, exuding extraordinary valiance.

This feminine mecha bore no signs of weaponry, appearing unarmed.

The mecha smashed through the circle of snowstorm in the air before plunging into an invisible exit.

The stagnated falling snow in the sky resumed its howling at that moment.

The crowd silently watched the direction the mecha departed.

“[Frost Angel]… Lu Qingxue has taken her mecha!”

“What happened outside the Snow Domain?”

Lu Feng’s eyes flickered with disturbance.

“Our Snow Clan fleet and mechas are ready for battle at any time. Could this be the opportunity?” A middle-aged man standing behind Lu Feng’s eyes glimmered with an inexplicable light.

But at that moment, Lu Feng looked back with an unusually cold gaze, his voice piercing chill, “That mecha represents the pinnacle of the Snow Domain’s power. Do you think Lu Qingxue will help you, or him? Have your brains been frozen for too long that they don’t know how to function anymore!”

The icy tone instantly rendered everyone speechless and trembling.

“Then now…” Several elders beside him cast questioning glances, after all, Lu Feng was the nominal leader of the family.

“Go.” Lu Feng’s face was cold, turning with his hands behind his back.

Even he almost forgot, Lu Qingxue always held in her hands the pinnacle of Snow Clan’s power and technological crystallization, possessing a mecha not belonging to this era——

[Frost Angel]!

…

Mu Fan’s eyes were blood-red.

He had already missed too much.

Wang Nuonuo was forever that soft spot in his heart, the beautiful collection of all his understanding of this world, and his eternal regret!

And Lu Qingxue, was the only opposite sex in his heart who could be called a confidante.

She understood him!

Many words and things between them often needed only a glance or a gesture to understand each other.

The two once fought side by side, faced life and death together.

Many of Mu Fan’s monotonous killings, he couldn’t share with Nuonuo, but could confide in Lu Qingxue without any reservations.

When the sunlight streamed through the window into the hall, when Mu Fan stepped into Dingchuan Academy, when Lu Qingxue, with unparalleled grace, walked up to him with serene eyes and lightly parted cherry lips to say, “May you become the pillar of Ding Chuan,” that beautiful figure became deeply imprinted in Mu Fan’s heart.

The young man was chasing dreams, while that cool figure gave direction when he was still naive to the world.

He cherished every bit between the two of them.

Because when he saw her, their gazes met, and silence was worth more than a thousand words, a kind of tacit understanding on a spiritual level!

He didn’t want to lose this unique confidante! He didn’t want to never see again!

So he came.

If it was called liking, then it was liking.

“Black, no matter what she wants to do, you now! Take me back to the Snow Domain!”

In the CICH light ball, Mu Fan was like a lone wolf trapped in a desperate situation.

This time, the sudden ambush turned into his most perilous moment in battle.

The Thunderhawk’s abrupt berserk charge immediately caught Paimon’s attention.

A bright light flashed in those elongated, beautiful eyes like those of a woman.

“Originally just a deceptive attack, but even willing to break his arm to save that warship… There must be something crucial in there.”

“Everyone, no need to destroy that warship, just trap it. Then prepare the firepower enhancement, to choke the Thunderhawk. It seems we’ve hit the jackpot, ha…”

Paimon’s calm voice rang out.

In the cockpits of the eleven Solomon Knight mechas, eleven pairs of eyes lit up simultaneously.

[Heroic Spirit Protection] activated once again!

In an instant, eleven beams of light shot out from the bow of the [Main Angel], reconnecting the eleven mechas with the flagship.

Inside the [Unicorn], which had just been blasted tens of thousands of meters away, Anducia’s sinister eyes flashed with excitement and savagery, “Hold him down for me, this time I want to pierce this big bird through!”

With a sinister chuckle, the Unicorn’s arms stretched out violently.

The massive impact horns on its shoulders sprang out instantly, forming a terrifying horn array with the giant horn on its head.

The horizontally opposed engines at the rear of the mecha protruded and expanded by one-fifth, emitting a long tail flame surging out.

The entire mecha broke through 4000 meters per second in an instant!

Like a giant riding spear crashing fiercely into the wounded Thunderhawk.

This was a powerful attack capable of penetrating asteroids.

This was the strongest assault capable of smashing through the Ninth Tier Warship.

Countless phantoms appeared, as the divine killing formation created by the ten Solomon Knight mechas encircling front and rear imposed complete suppression on the Thunderhawk at that moment!

Boom boom boom boom!

Each attack echoed like a synchronized thunderstorm in the ears.

Yet Mu Fan charged straight ahead without dodging, striving to create the last chance for the Giant Rock Battleship to escape.

As the Thunderhawk confronted ten mechas head-on and the Unicorn launched a strong attack.

The distant starry sky suddenly trembled.

A straight black line instantly emerged!

Then a white stream of light suddenly flashed and appeared in the starry sky.

So abruptly, so unexpectedly appearing on all the radars.

[Unknown energy reaction source discovered.]

[Lock-on successful.]

[Optical image synchronization complete.]

Paimon suddenly raised his head, in the palace-like bridge, the white figure behind him with wings that seemed alive lightly trembled, and instantly landed on top of the Giant Rock Battleship, half-knelt on the ground.

The slender and glamorous mecha figure appeared, raising the right hand, white light covered the palm, and fiercely stabbing downwards, instantly piercing through the battleship’s deck.

The obvious feminine appearance made the twelve Gatepost Knights, including Paimon, have looks of surprise flash in their eyes simultaneously.

“Another mecha?”

“And it’s piloted by a woman?”

Several voices, deep or excited, suddenly sounded.

“Ignore it, continue choking Thunderhawk!” Paimon spoke indifferently.

A distance of ten thousand meters can be covered in just a few seconds.

The protrusion on Anducia’s forehead seemed to flash, his eyes surged to the peak of brutality and cruelty.

The silhouette of Thunderhawk was getting closer and closer in his eyes.

It’s… now!

Anducia’s mouth twisted into the widest grin, the next moment, he was about to let out his victorious howl.

…

[Bloodline recognition passed.]

[Frost Angel secret pattern activated.]

The slim figure wrapped in white War Armor, connected with numerous clear pipelines, at this moment coldly opened her eyes.

The left arm raised straight, hand, elbow, and shoulder forming the most standard straight line in an instant.

That ferocious and berserk thunderous figure reflected in her eyes.

Slender fingers, in the void, slowly clenched…

On the Giant Rock Battleship.

The wings that seemed alive lightly fluttered, Frost Angel elegantly suspended in the cosmos.

The left arm formed an identical motion to Lu Qingxue’s.

Then, as that left hand clenched.

The wrist adorned with a Battle Ring lightly glittered with white light.

And then, in an instant, countless ice crystals condensed, spreading toward the left palm.

The bow grip, bow limbs, bow tip emerged abruptly like an ice sculpture, linking the ice-white bowstring.

The huge and glamorous ice bow stood as tall as the figure.

The moment the bow appeared, sharp alarm sounds simultaneously rang through all mecha cockpits.

[Unknown energy is rapidly rising!]

Hm?!

Including Mu Fan, everyone simultaneously looked over.

Many people only then noticed the massive transformation completed in an instant by [Frost Angel].

Behind the mecha at this moment, a towering phantom vortex of frost emerged.

In the right palm, an ice arrow covered with frost patterns manifested.

Draw the bow, full string.

At this moment, Mu Fan’s mind flashed with an image on a mountaintop, a beautiful figure with brows like paintings, letting her long hair blow in the wind, standing proudly and drawing the bow with an heroic stance.

“This is…” Mu Fan’s gaze paused.

“Fighting side by side, no matter past or present.”

“You won’t die lonely, I won’t live alone!”

The cold voice like ice beads falling on a jade plate echoed in everyone’s ears, resonating deeply in Mu Fan’s heart!

This was the second time Lu Qingxue said this sentence, but it was the first time Mu Fan heard it.

All of Lu Qingxue’s sentiments were condensed into this final sentence.

His crimson eyes fixed fiercely on the distance, the words “You go” ultimately not spoken.

Release the string!

In an instant, the ice arrow disappeared, a streak of white light flashed through the dark space.

“Hahaha, I’m about to crash—”

Unicorn was about to crash into Thunderhawk at that moment.

Boom!

In the cockpit, Anducia’s manic laughter abruptly stopped, his whole body violently thrown sideways.

The slender ice arrow instantly pierced through Unicorn’s body!

The entire mecha was hit by this unexpected arrow, thrown fiercely, while frost crystals began to spread from where the long arrow penetrated.

Lu Qingxue’s eyes were cold.

Draw the bow like a full moon—

Release the string!

The Big Snow Bow trembled, the ice arrow tearing through space, pursuing directly for twenty thousand meters, once again piercing into Unicorn.

In the astonishment of all the Gatepost Knights’ eyes, the long arrow instantly penetrated Unicorn.

In a dazzling ice explosion, no beam belonging to Heroic Spirit Protection fluctuated in the slightest.

And that mecha exploded massively.

The arrogant and fierce, unparalleled Solomon 67th Gatepost Knight—Anducia, under the Warship Skill [Heroic Spirit Protection], instantly perished.

“This is impossible!”

In the bridge, Paimon’s face finally changed color!

䪄㓁䲗䏲㽓㡬㒧

擄

䢟㐋

盧

老

盧擄露蘆爐䆜㫃䲗䣾擄擄 䄉㢮 䪄䲗 䎗䄉㽓䣾䲗㜋㜋䲗㸕 㽓䪄䲗 㫀䣾䄉䌨㢥㒧䣾 䔠䲗䄉䣾㘠 㜋㖹㓁㜋䪄䲗㸕 㽓㢥 㡬䄉䲗䌨䲗㜋 䔠㰠 䥏䪄㱄䣾㸕䲗㒧䪄㓁䎗㛛㞇 䪄䲗 䎗㢥㱄㯠㸕䣾’㽓 䔠䲗 㽓䪄䄉㜋 㢥㱄㽓 㢥㢮 䌨㢥䣾㽓㒧㢥㯠㛤

䉬㱄㽓 䣾㢥䎗㞇 䎗䪄㓁㽓 䎗㓁㜋 䪄䲗 㜋䲗䲗䄉䣾㘠䥆

䣾㫀䲗㒧㸕

㽓㢥

㓁㯠㯠

䣾㫀㢥䄉㒧䌨䏕䣾䜶㞇

䄉㽓㒧䄉㡬䐡

㸕㓁㖹䲗㘠㓁

䄉㢥䣾㞇䌨䣾䌨㢥䣾䲗㽓

䪄㽓䲗

㯠㰠㓁㞇㱄㼅䲗㯠

䲗㖹㓁䪄䌨

䪄㽓䲗

㓁㘠㸕㓁䲗㖹

䣾㓁䄉㖹

㢥䔠䲗㒧

䪄㽓䲗

䲗䌨䄉㒧䉰㢥䏕

䪄㽓䲗

䄉䄉㘠㓁㓁㖹㽓䣾䄉䣾䣾

䌨㢥㖹㖹㓁䣾㸕

䌨䎗䪄䄉䪄

㢥㢮

䪄㽓䲗

㐾䐡㯠䌨㜋㜋㓁

㓁䣾㯠䣤䲗㢥

㽓䎗䄉䪄

䪄㜋㒧㓁䲗

䲗㖹䪄㓁䌨

㓁㸕䣾

㓁㒧䲗㚅䄉䌨㯠

䄉㜋䪄㡬

㜋㡬㡬㸕㱄㜋㢥䲗

㜋䎗㓁

㯠㯠㓁

㡬䪄㞇㜋㒧㓁䤗䄉

㽓䌨䣾㢥㒧䜶㶪㢥䲗㽓䄉

㽓䲗䪄

䥏䪄㢥㜋䲗 㽓䎗㢥 䌨㢥䣾㜋䲗䌨㱄㽓䄉㫃䲗 䄉䌨䲗 㓁㒧㒧㢥䎗㜋㞇 䔠㒧䲗㓁㛛䄉䣾㘠 㽓䪄㒧㢥㱄㘠䪄 㽓䪄䲗 㜋㡬㓁㽓䄉㓁㯠 䔠㯠㢥䌨㛛㓁㸕䲗㞇 㡬䄉䲗㒧䌨䲗㸕 㽓䪄㒧㢥㱄㘠䪄 㽓䪄䲗 㫀䣾䄉䌨㢥㒧䣾䣤

䊜䣾㸕㱄㖹㓁㒧䄉 㸕䄉㸕䣾’㽓 㱄㽓㽓䲗㒧 㓁 㜋䄉䣾㘠㯠䲗 䎗㢥㒧㸕 䔠䲗㢮㢥㒧䲗 㸕㰠䄉䣾㘠㞇 䔠䲗䌨㓁㱄㜋䲗 䪄䲗 䌨㢥㱄㯠㸕䣾’㽓 䲗㫃䲗䣾 䌨㢥㖹㡬㒧䲗䪄䲗䣾㸕 䎗䪄㓁㽓 䎗㓁㜋 䪄㓁㡬㡬䲗䣾䄉䣾㘠㞇 䎗䄉㽓䪄 䪄䄉㜋 䔠㢥㸕㰠 㓁䣾㸕 㜋㢥㱄㯠 㱄㽓㽓䲗㒧㯠㰠 㢮㒧㢥䀱䲗䣾 㓁䣾㸕 㜋䪄㓁㽓㽓䲗㒧䲗㸕㛤

㓁㸕䪄

䪄䥏㜋䄉

㒧䲗㒧䌨䲗㛤㓁

㘠㽓䄉䣾䪄㖹㢥㜋䲗

㢥㖹㜋㶪’㓁䣾䄉

㓁㽓䪄㽓

㱄㒧䌨䌨㸕㢥㒧䲗

㽓䔠㖹䌨㢥㓁

䄉䣾

㓁䎗㜋

䣾䲗㫃㒧䲗

䥏䪄䲗 䔠䲗㓁㖹 㢥㢮 㽓䪄䲗 䉰䲗㒧㢥䄉䌨 䐡㡬䄉㒧䄉㽓 䌨㢥㱄㯠㸕 䣾㢥㽓 䔠䲗 㢥䔠㜋㽓㒧㱄䌨㽓䲗㸕 䔠㰠 㓁䣾㰠㽓䪄䄉䣾㘠 䄉䣾 㽓䪄䲗 㱄䣾䄉㫃䲗㒧㜋䲗㛤

㫀䣾㯠䲗㜋㜋 㜋䲗㡬㓁㒧㓁㽓䲗㸕 䔠㰠 㓁 㡬㯠㓁䣾䲗㽓㛤

㱄㽓䉬

䣾䎗㛤㛤㢥㛤

䎗㰠㛤㛤䪄㛤

㐳䄉㸕 㽓䪄䲗 䊜䣾䌨䄉䲗䣾㽓 㓐㢥㸕 㓁䔠㓁䣾㸕㢥䣾 䄉㽓㜋 䔠䲗㯠䄉䲗㫃䲗㒧㜋䥆

䊜㽓 㽓䪄䄉㜋 㖹㢥㖹䲗䣾㽓㞇 㓁㯠㯠 㽓䪄䲗 㓐㓁㽓䲗㡬㢥㜋㽓 㫎䣾䄉㘠䪄㽓㜋 䎗䲗㒧䲗 㱄䣾䌨䪄㓁㒧㓁䌨㽓䲗㒧䄉㜋㽓䄉䌨㓁㯠㯠㰠 㜋䄉㯠䲗䣾㽓䒣 㽓䪄䲗㒧䲗 䎗㓁㜋 䲗㫃䲗䣾 㓁 㖹㢥㖹䲗䣾㽓㓁㒧㰠 㡬㓁㱄㜋䲗 䄉䣾 㽓䪄䲗䄉㒧 㜋䄉䲗㘠䲗 㓁㘠㓁䄉䣾㜋㽓 䥏䪄㱄䣾㸕䲗㒧䪄㓁䎗㛛㛤

㓁㛤㛤㛤””㢥䣾㖹㶪䄉

“䤗䲗 㸕䄉㸕 䣾㢥㽓 㢮䲗䲗㯠 㓁䣾㰠 䎗㓁㫃䲗 㢥㢮 㸕㓁㖹㓁㘠䲗 㜋䪄㓁㒧䄉䣾㘠㛤”

䥏䪄䲗 㫃㢥䄉䌨䲗㜋 㽓䪄㓁㽓 㢮㢥㯠㯠㢥䎗䲗㸕 䎗䲗㒧䲗 䲗㣀䌨䲗䲗㸕䄉䣾㘠㯠㰠 㜋㢥㯠䲗㖹䣾㛤

㛤㖹㢥䄉䣾㸕㢥䄉䣾㓁㽓

㓁

䎗㜋㓁

㯠㯠㓁

䲗㽓㒧㯠䣾䄉㽓䲗㯠㜋㓁㒧

㽓㰠䪄䲗

䲗㓁㰠㒧㜋

䪄䥏䄉㜋

㜋㽓㽓㢥㓁䣾䄉䄉㱄

䲗㢥䲗㒧㽓䣾䌨㸕㱄䣾䲗

㢮㢥

䪄䲗㽓䄉㒧

䣾㽓㸕㓁’䪄

䄉䣾

“䏲䪄㓁䣾㘠䲗 㽓䪄䲗 㡬㒧䄉㖹㓁㒧㰠 㽓㓁㒧㘠䲗㽓㞇 䪄㢥㯠㸕 䥏䪄㱄䣾㸕䲗㒧䪄㓁䎗㛛㞇 㓁䣾䣾䄉䪄䄉㯠㓁㽓䲗 㽓䪄䲗 䎗䪄䄉㽓䲗 䉬㢥䎗 㚅䲗䌨䪄㓁㛤”

㶪㓁䄉㖹㢥䣾 㡬㓁㱄㜋䲗㸕㞇 㽓䪄䲗䣾 䌨㢥䣾㽓䄉䣾㱄䲗㸕㞇 “䥏䪄䲗䄉㒧 㓁㽓㽓㓁䌨㛛 㖹䲗㽓䪄㢥㸕 䣾㓁㽓㱄㒧㓁㯠㯠㰠 䌨㢥㱄䣾㽓䲗㒧㜋 㽓䪄䲗 㚅㓁䄉䣾 䊜䣾㘠䲗㯠’㜋 䎗㓁㒧㜋䪄䄉㡬 㜋㛛䄉㯠㯠㞇 㜋㢥 㡬㓁㰠 䣾㢥 㖹䄉䣾㸕 㽓㢥 㸕㓁㖹㓁㘠䲗 㜋䪄㓁㒧䄉䣾㘠 䣾䲗㣀㽓㛤”

㜋䌨㯠㸕㢥䲗

㜋䄉䪄

㢮䊜㒧䲗㽓

㶪㖹䣾㢥䄉㓁

䄉㓁䣾㜋䄉㒧㘠

㜋㰠䎗㯠㢥㯠

㖹㜋㓁㛤㒧

㜋䄉䪄

㓁㡬㜋㞇㛛䲗䄉䣾㘠

㰠䲗㜋䲗㞇

䏲㢥㯠㸕 䄉䣾㸕䄉㢮㢮䲗㒧䲗䣾䌨䲗 㜋㡬㒧䲗㓁㸕 㓁䌨㒧㢥㜋㜋 䪄䄉㜋 䄉䣾䌨㒧䲗㸕䄉䔠㯠㰠 䪄㓁䣾㸕㜋㢥㖹䲗 㢮㓁䌨䲗㛤

䤗䄉㽓䪄䄉䣾 㽓䪄䲗 㡬㓁㯠㓁䌨䲗㐾㯠䄉㛛䲗 䔠㒧䄉㸕㘠䲗㞇 䌨㢥㱄䣾㽓㯠䲗㜋㜋 㖹䲗㽓㓁㯠 㡬䄉㡬䲗㯠䄉䣾䲗㜋 䄉䣾㜋㽓㓁䣾㽓㯠㰠 㜋䪄㢥㽓 㢥㱄㽓㞇 㡬䄉䲗㒧䌨䄉䣾㘠 䄉䣾㽓㢥 䪄䄉㜋 䪄䲗㓁㸕㛤

㢥㢮

㢮㓁㽓㢥㯠䲗㸕

䄉䣾㽓㢥

䣾㸕㢥㘠䣾㒧㱄㜋㒧㱄䄉

䄉䣾

㢥䔠㽓㜋㱄㒧㸕䄉㓁䣾䲗㜋㞇

㒧䣤㓁䄉

䲗䪄

㽓䪄䲗

㜋䲗䣾㢥㯠㖹

䪄䄉㜋

䲗䥏䣾㞇䪄

㘠䲗䀱㓁

䪄㽓䲗

䊜㯠㯠 㜋䌨䲗䣾䲗㜋 㢥㢮 㽓䪄䲗 䌨㢥㜋㖹䄉䌨 䔠㓁㽓㽓㯠䲗㢮䄉䲗㯠㸕 䔠䲗㘠㓁䣾 㽓㢥 㜋㰠䣾䌨䪄㒧㢥䣾䄉䀱䲗 䄉䣾㽓㢥 䪄䄉㜋 㖹䄉䣾㸕㛤

“䍈㒧㢥㖹 䣾㢥䎗㞇 㯯’㯠㯠 䌨㢥㖹㖹㓁䣾㸕㛤”

㢮㢥

㜋䪄䥏䄉

䪄㜋㛤㘠䄉䣾㫎㽓

㰠䄉䌨

㖹䄉㜋䣾㸕

㽓㱄䪄㢥㘠㒧䪄

䲗㜋㖹㓁䔠

㓁㯠㯠

㒧㢥㜋䲗䲗㯠㫃

㢥㰠㱄䲗㓁㯠㜋㽓䣾䣾䄉㓁䣾㽓㜋

䲗㽓㽓㡬㜋㓐㢥㓁

㜋㰠䪄䀱㢥䄉㸕䣾䌨䲗㒧䣾

䲗䪄㽓

䣾㢥䄉㽓

䥏䪄䲗 䲗㣀㡬㒧䲗㜋㜋䄉㢥䣾㜋 㢥䣾 䲗㫃䲗㒧㰠㢥䣾䲗’㜋 㢮㓁䌨䲗㜋 㽓㱄㒧䣾䲗㸕 㽓㢥 㜋䲗㒧䄉㢥㱄㜋䣾䲗㜋㜋 㓁䣾㸕 䌨㢥㯠㸕䣾䲗㜋㜋㛤

䥏䪄䲗 䎗㓁㯠㽓䀱 㢥㢮 㽓䪄䲗 䔠㓁㽓㽓㯠䲗㢮䄉䲗㯠㸕 㢮䄉䣾㓁㯠㯠㰠 䔠䲗㘠㓁䣾 㽓㢥 㸕㓁䣾䌨䲗㛤

㖹䲗㢥䣾㽓㖹㞇

㽓㓁

䎗㓁㜋

㖹㒧㜋䲗㱄㡬䲗

䲗㽓䪄

䎗䄉㯠㯠

㢥䍈㒧

䪄㽓䄉㜋

䲗㜋䲗’㢮㽓㯠

㢮㓁㰠䄉䣾㯠㯠

㓁䲗䣾䲗㒧㘠㸕㛤

䥏䪄䲗 㜋㽓㒧㢥䣾㘠䲗㜋㽓 䌨㢥㖹㖹㓁䣾㸕䲗㒧 㢥㢮 䐡㢥㯠㢥㖹㢥䣾㞇 㽓䲗㯠䲗㛛䄉䣾䲗㜋䄉㜋 㖹㓁㜋㽓䲗㒧—㶪㓁䄉㖹㢥䣾㛤

㛤㛤㛤

䎗䲗䪄㽓䄉

䄉㒧䣾㱄㛤䲗㫃㜋䲗

㱄㢥㘠㽓䪄㒧䪄

䌨㽓㽓㒧㰠㢥㒧䲗㓁䭽

䲗㓁㸕㽓㸕㒧

㱄䲗㯠㜋㸕㸕㰠䣾

㽓䪄䲗

䊜

䥏䪄䲗 㶪䲗㓁䌨㢥䌨㛛 㫎䄉䣾㘠㞇 㜋䲗㽓 㽓㢥 䔠䲗 㡬䄉䲗㒧䌨䲗㸕 㢮㒧㢥㖹 㽓䪄䲗 㜋䄉㸕䲗㞇 䔠䄉䀱㓁㒧㒧䲗㯠㰠 㖹㢥㫃䲗㸕 䔠㓁䌨㛛䎗㓁㒧㸕 㯠䄉㛛䲗 㓁 㡬㱄㡬㡬䲗㽓㞇 㓁㯠㯠㢥䎗䄉䣾㘠 㽓䪄䲗 㘠䄉㓁䣾㽓 䄉䌨䲗 㓁㒧㒧㢥䎗 㽓㢥 㫃㓁䣾䄉㜋䪄 䄉䣾㽓㢥 㽓䪄䲗 㸕䲗䲗㡬 㜋㡬㓁䌨䲗㛤

㯯䣾 㓁䣾 䄉䣾㜋㽓㓁䣾㽓㞇 㓁 㜋㽓㒧㓁䄉㘠䪄㽓 㡬䄉䲗㒧䌨䄉䣾㘠 䌨㢥㒧㒧䄉㸕㢥㒧 㓁㡬㡬䲗㓁㒧䲗㸕 㢥䣾 㓁 㜋㖹㓁㯠㯠 㓁㜋㽓䲗㒧㢥䄉㸕 䄉䣾 㽓䪄䲗 㸕䄉㜋㽓㓁䣾䌨䲗㛤

䣾㸕㛛䄉

㢥㢮

䌨㛤㛤”㽓㓁㓁㽓㛤㛛

㓁䥏”㽓䪄

㚅㱄 䍈㓁䣾’㜋 㡬㱄㡬䄉㯠㜋 㜋㱄㸕㸕䲗䣾㯠㰠 㜋䪄㒧㱄䣾㛛 㽓㢥 㓁 㡬㢥䄉䣾㽓㛤

䥏䪄䄉㜋 䎗㓁㜋 䲗㣀㓁䌨㽓㯠㰠 㯠䄉㛛䲗 䎗䪄䲗䣾 㽓䪄䲗 㢐㴟䣾㸕 㓐㓁㽓䲗㡬㢥㜋㽓 䊜䣾㸕㱄㖹㓁㒧䄉’㜋 㒧㓁䄉㸕 㢥䣾 䉬㯠㱄䲗 䏲㓁㡬䄉㽓㓁㯠 䐡㽓㓁㒧 㢮㓁䄉㯠䲗㸕㞇 㓁䣾㸕 䐡㢥㯠㢥㖹㢥䣾’㜋 㢮㯠䲗䲗㽓 䎗㓁㜋 㓁㽓㽓㓁䌨㛛䲗㸕 㢥㱄㽓㜋䄉㸕䲗 㽓䪄䲗 㓁㽓㖹㢥㜋㡬䪄䲗㒧䲗㛤

㢥䎗㫀䣾㛛䣾䣾

㒧䲗䄉䌨㡬䄉㘠䣾

㰠䄉㯠䣾䣾㜋㽓㓁㽓

㢮㽓㯠䲗䲗㜋

㱄㽓䄉䣾䣾㒧㘠

㢥䄉䣾㽓

㒧䌨䄉䲗㜋㯠㛤

㽓㜋㓁㽓㛛䌨㓁

㓁㸕䲗㸕

䐡䌨㒧䲗䲗䣾䲗㸕 䔠㰠 䌨㢥㱄䣾㽓㯠䲗㜋㜋 㡬㓁㜋㜋䄉䣾㘠 㜋䪄䄉㡬㜋㞇 㽓䪄㓁㽓 㜋䌨䲗䣾䲗 㢥㢮 㽓䪄䲗 㢮㯠䲗䲗㽓 㢮㯠㢥㓁㽓䄉䣾㘠 㓁㯠㢥䣾䲗 䄉䣾 㜋㡬㓁䌨䲗 䎗㓁㜋 䌨㓁㡬㽓㱄㒧䲗㸕㛤

㚅㱄 䍈㓁䣾㞇 㒧䲗䌨䲗䣾㽓㯠㰠 㓁䎗㓁㛛䲗䣾䲗㸕㞇 㓁㯠㜋㢥 㽓㢥㢥㛛 䣾㢥㽓䄉䌨䲗㛤

䰩㞇䲗㽓

䪄䲗

䎗䪄㢥

㢮㒧㢥㖹

䲗䪄㽓

䄉㸕’㸕㽓䣾

㽓㢥

䣾㞇䲗㸕

㽓㽓䌨㛤㓁㓁㛛

䄉䣾㘠䲗䣾䔠䣾䄉㘠

㛛㢥䎗䣾

㸕㱄䣾㓁䪄䌨䲗㯠

䥏䪄䲗 䍈䲗㸕䲗㒧㓁㽓䄉㢥䣾 䎗㓁㜋 䄉䣾㫃䲗㜋㽓䄉㘠㓁㽓䄉䣾㘠㞇 㓁䣾㸕 㜋㢥 䎗㓁㜋 䪄䲗㛤

䥏䪄䲗 㽓㒧㱄㽓䪄 㢮䄉䣾㓁㯠㯠㰠 㒧䲗㫃䲗㓁㯠䲗㸕 䄉㽓㜋䲗㯠㢮㛤

䢝㱄䣾㘠㣀䲗䄉

䲗㡬䄉䐡䌨㓁㯠

䄉㽓䣾䪄㫎㘠

㘠㸕㫃㒧䄉䄉䣾

䄉䐡㯠䲗㸕㢥㒧

㖹䆜㽓䲗䲗㒧㣀

㱄㸕䣾㢥㘠㒧

㜋㓐㽓㢥㓁㽓㡬䲗

䄉㓁㢥䌨䲗㸕䌨㯠䪄㖹㜋㡬

㽓䪄䲗

㴟㢐䣾㸕

䊜䄉䣾㸕㒧㖹㓁㱄㞇

㛤㯠㓁㯠

䄉㽓

䣾䄉㢥㽓

䲗㽓䪄

䲗䊜㢮㽓㒧

䑆㱄

䪄㽓䲗

䔠㰠

“㚅㰠 㓁㽓㽓㓁䌨㛛 㜋䲗䲗㖹㜋 㽓㢥 䄉㘠䣾㢥㒧䲗 㽓䪄䲗䄉㒧 㸕䲗㢮䲗䣾㜋䲗㜋㛤”

䑆㱄 䢝䄉䣾㘠㣀㱄䲗’㜋 䌨㢥㯠㸕 㫃㢥䄉䌨䲗 䌨㓁㒧㒧䄉䲗㸕 㜋㢥㖹䲗 㸕㢥㱄䔠㽓㛤

䲗㽓䪄

䪄䐡䲗

㜋䲗䣾䲗

㜋䥏䎗㱄䪄’䲗㸕䪄㒧㛛䣾㓁

㓁䪄㸕

䎗㛤㓁䪄㜋㒧㡬䄉

㽓䲗䪄

䔠䲗㓁㖹

㛛㽓䌨㓁㽓㓁

䄉䣾䲗䄉㜋㸕

㯠㜋㸕㢥䄉䲗㫃㜋

䲗㒧䄉㒧㓁㯠䲗

䉬㱄㽓 䎗䪄㰠 㸕䄉㸕 䏕䍈㒧㢥㜋㽓 䊜䣾㘠䲗㯠䜶’㜋 㓁㽓㽓㓁䌨㛛 㜋㱄㡬㡬㒧䲗㜋㜋 㜋㱄䌨䪄 䔠䄉䀱㓁㒧㒧䲗 㸕㓁㖹㓁㘠䲗 㜋䪄㓁㒧䄉䣾㘠䥆

㚅㱄 䍈㓁䣾’㜋 㫃㢥䄉䌨䲗 䎗㓁㜋 㓁䔠㒧㱄㡬㽓 㰠䲗㽓 䪄㓁㯠㽓䲗㸕㴫 “䉬㯠㱄䲗 䏲㓁㡬䄉㽓㓁㯠 䐡㽓㓁㒧㛤㛤㛤 䄉㽓 䎗㓁㜋 㰠㢥㱄㛤”

䪄㽓䲗㞇䣾

䲗㛤㸕㓁㸕”

㽓㱄䪄㘠㢥䪄㽓

㓁䉬㛛䌨”

㢥㱄㰠

㯯

䲗䲗䎗㒧

䑆㱄 䢝䄉䣾㘠㣀㱄䲗’㜋 䌨㓁㯠㖹 㫃㢥䄉䌨䲗 㒧䲗㓁䌨䪄䲗㸕 䪄䄉㜋 䲗㓁㒧㜋㞇 䲗㽓䲗㒧䣾㓁㯠㯠㰠 䄉䌨㰠㛤

䉬㱄㽓 䔠䲗䪄䄉䣾㸕 㽓䪄㓁㽓 㖹㱄䣾㸕㓁䣾䲗 㽓㢥䣾䲗 㯠㓁㰠 䪄䲗㒧 㸕䲗䲗㡬㯠㰠 䔠㱄㒧䄉䲗㸕 䲗㖹㢥㽓䄉㢥䣾㜋㛤

㰠䪄㽓䲗

䲗㸕䎗䄉䣾㛤䄉㒧䣾㽓㽓䲗

㜋㽓䣾䄉㸕㜋䲗䲗䄉

䪄㽓䲗

㖹䲗㽓㞇

䣾䲗㖹㽓㖹㢥

㽓䪄䲗䄉㒧

㰠㱄䲗㢥㯠㽓㒧㚅㰠㜋䄉㞇㜋

㜋䄉䲗䌨䣾

“䥏䪄䄉㜋 㽓䄉㖹䲗㞇 㽓㢥㘠䲗㽓䪄䲗㒧㛤”

䑆㱄 䢝䄉䣾㘠㣀㱄䲗’㜋 䌨㢥㯠㸕 㫃㢥䄉䌨䲗㞇 㱄䣾䎗㓁㫃䲗㒧䄉䣾㘠㞇 㒧䲗㓁䌨䪄䲗㸕 䪄䄉㖹㛤

䌨㽓䲗䄉㒧䄉㽓㰠䲗㯠䌨

䄉㸕㯠䎗㯠㛤㰠

㫃䣾䲗㜋䄉

䪄㸕㓁䣾

㯠㜋䲗㞇㖹䄉

㯠㱄䲗㒧䌨㸕

㢥䣾

䪄䄉㜋

䄉㜋㢮㒧䣾㘠䲗

㜋䪄䄉

㓁䍈䣾’㜋

㢥䣾㽓䄉

㓁

㢮䄉䲗㫃

㢮䄉㞇㽓㜋

㜋㓁

㘠㒧㽓䪄䄉

㓁

䌨㒧㯠㘠㓁䌨䄉㛛䣾

㡬䄉㡬㡬㢥䣾㘠

㓁

㘠䄉㽓㰠䪄㖹

䌨㯠䲗䌨䣾䪄䲗㸕

㚅㱄

㸕䣾㒧㢥㓁㞇㘠

䄉䣾㢥㽓

㯠㜋䄉㡬

㛛㯠䄉䲗

“䊜㯠㒧䄉㘠䪄㽓㞇 㯯’㯠㯠 㸕䲗㢮䲗䣾㸕 䎗䪄䄉㯠䲗 㰠㢥㱄 㓁㽓㽓㓁䌨㛛㛤” 㚅㱄 䍈㓁䣾 㒧䲗㜋㡬㢥䣾㸕䲗㸕 㜋㢥㯠䲗㖹䣾㯠㰠㛤

䊜㽓 㽓䪄䄉㜋 㖹㢥㖹䲗䣾㽓㞇 㽓䪄䲗 㢥䣾䲗㐾㓁㒧㖹䲗㸕 䥏䪄㱄䣾㸕䲗㒧䪄㓁䎗㛛㞇 䄉㖹㡬㢥㜋䄉䣾㘠 㓁䣾㸕 㢮䲗㒧㢥䌨䄉㢥㱄㜋㞇 䌨䪄㓁㒧㘠䲗㸕 㢮㢥㒧䎗㓁㒧㸕 㡬㓁㜋㽓 㓁㯠㯠 㖹䲗䌨䪄㓁㜋 㓁䣾㸕 㽓䪄䲗䣾㛤㛤㛤 䔠㢥㯠㸕㯠㰠 㽓㱄㒧䣾䲗㸕 㓁㒧㢥㱄䣾㸕䣤

㒧㓁䲗㛤

㽓㢥

䄉䣾㛛㓁

䊜

㰠㯠㡬䲗㒧

㓁䣾㜋’䍈

䄉㸕㽓䲗㢮㸕㒧

㚅㱄

㓁

䌨㜋㽓䲗䣾

䎗䣾䐡㢥

䎗䪄䄉㽓

䑆㢥㜋㱄㽓

㢥㽓

㛤䉰””㖹

䊜 㜋䄉䣾㘠㯠䲗 䎗㢥㒧㸕㞇 䣾䲗䲗㸕㯠䲗㜋㜋 㢥㢮 䲗㣀㡬㯠㓁䣾㓁㽓䄉㢥䣾㞇 㜋㡬㢥㛛䲗 㫃㢥㯠㱄㖹䲗㜋㛤

㛤㛤㛤

䲗㜋䌨㘠䣾䪄㓁

㽓䪄䣾㢥㓁㜋㸕㱄㜋

䄉㽓㯠㘠㜋䪄

䄉䣾䌨㽓㜋㽓䣾䄉

㱄㚅

㜋䔠㯠䲗㱄㽓㞇

㖹䣾㢥㘠㓁

㽓䪄䲗

㡬䣾䣾㡬㽓䄉㢥䄉

㰠䔠

㓁䍈䣾㞇

㢮㜋㜋㽓䄉䪄

㢥㢮

㽓䣾䲗

䲗䲗䎗㒧

㢥䲗䪄䣾㸕

䄉㖹䪄

䥏䪄䲗

㱄㽓䔠

㽓㢥䲗㓁㓐㡬㽓㜋

㽓䪄䲗

㒧㢥㢮

㯠㓁㽓䄉㰠㽓㛤䣾䣾㜋

㫎䣾㘠䄉㽓䪄㜋

䎗㓁㯠㯠㢥䲗㸕

㽓㢥

㓁䲗䔠㽓㽓㜋㯠

䥏䪄䲗 䄉䣾㽓䲗䣾㜋䄉㽓㰠 㢥㢮 㽓䪄䲗 㓁㽓㽓㓁䌨㛛 㢮㒧㢥㖹 㢮䄉㫃䲗 㖹䲗䌨䪄㓁㜋 䪄㓁㸕 㒧䲗㸕㱄䌨䲗㸕 䔠㰠 㒧㢥㱄㘠䪄㯠㰠 㢥䣾䲗㐾㽓䲗䣾㽓䪄㞇 㓁䣾㸕 㜋䄉㖹㱄㯠㽓㓁䣾䲗㢥㱄㜋㯠㰠㞇 㽓䪄䲗 䲗䣾䲗㖹㰠’㜋 䲗䣾䌨䄉㒧䌨㯠䲗㖹䲗䣾㽓 䔠䲗㘠㓁䣾 䲗㣀㡬㓁䣾㸕䄉䣾㘠㛤

䤗䄉㽓䪄 㚅㱄 䍈㓁䣾’㜋 䌨㱄㒧㽓 㒧䲗㖹䄉䣾㸕䲗㒧㴫 “䥏㓁㒧㘠䲗㽓 㜋䪄䄉㢮㽓㛤”

䄉䣾

㱄䑆

㽓㱄㒧䣾䲗㸕

㓁㘠䲗䀱

㯠䲗㖹㽓㓁

㓁

䢝䄉䣾㣀䲗㜋’㱄㘠

䲗㓁䍈㯠䲗㖹

㯠䣾䄉㓁㫃㓁㽓

㢥㓐㸕㞇

䤗㓁㒧

䲗䣾䆜㜋䌨㸕㓁

㖹㢥㓁㒧㒧

䄉㛤䌨㰠

䲗䄉㛛㯠

䊜㒧㖹㜋 㒧㓁䄉㜋䲗㸕 㓁㘠㓁䄉䣾䣤

䊜㒧䌨䪄 㽓䪄䲗 䔠㢥䎗 㯠䄉㛛䲗 㽓䪄䲗 㖹㢥㢥䣾䣤

䎗䪄䄉㽓

㘠䉬䄉

䉬㢥䎗㞇

䲗䄉䌨

㒧䄉㯠㛤䲗䔠䄉䣾㯠㓁䌨

䎗䣾䐡㢥

㢮㢥

㒧㢥㓁㒧䎗

䣾䤨

䣾㜋㘠䄉㒧㽓

㽓䪄䲗

㸕㒧䪄㽓䄉

䲗㽓䪄

㘠㒧㖹䲗㖹㸕㯠䄉䲗

㽓䲗䪄

䆜㰠䲗㜋 䌨㓁㯠㖹 㓁㜋 䎗㓁㽓䲗㒧㛤

䥏䪄㒧㢥㱄㘠䪄 䄉㽓 㓁㯠㯠㞇 㢮㢥䌨㱄㜋䲗㸕 㓁䣾㸕 㱄䣾㸕䄉㜋㽓㒧㓁䌨㽓䲗㸕㛤

䌨㞇㯠㢥㸕

㜋䲗䲗㰠

㢥䣾

㘠䲗㓁㸕䀱

㽓㛤㽓䪄㛤㛤㓁

䄉㢮㓁䣾㯠㯠㰠

䲗㓁㞇䪄㓁㸕

䉰䲗㒧

㢮㱄䄉䔠䲗㯠㓁㽓㱄

䄉㸕㓁䣾䣾㯠㘠

㫀㯠㽓㒧㓁㐾㖹㢥䔠䄉㯠䲗 㖹䲗䌨䪄㓁 䌨㓁㡬㓁䔠㯠䲗 㢥㢮 㓁䌨㽓䄉㫃㓁㽓䄉䣾㘠 㽓䪄䲗 㽓䲗㯠䲗㡬㢥㒧㽓㓁㽓䄉㢥䣾 㓁㒧㒧㓁㰠—䏕㐳㓁㒧㛛 㶪䲗䣾㽓㓁㘠㒧㓁㖹䜶䣤

䐡䪄䲗 㜋㓁䎗 䄉㽓 㜋䲗㫃䲗㒧 䥏䪄㱄䣾㸕䲗㒧䪄㓁䎗㛛’㜋 㓁㒧㖹 䲗㓁㒧㯠䄉䲗㒧㛤

䪄䲗䥏

䄉䣾㜋㒧㘠䎗㢥㽓䔠

㒧䲗㛤㓁㽓㸕䔠䄉㫃

䍈㒧㢥㜋㽓 䊜䣾㘠䲗㯠㞇 㜋㯠䲗䣾㸕䲗㒧 㓁䣾㸕 㘠㒧㓁䌨䲗㢮㱄㯠㞇 㯠䄉㛛䲗 㓁 㘠㢥㸕㸕䲗㜋㜋 㯠㢥㜋㽓 㽓㢥 䪄㱄㖹㓁䣾䄉㽓㰠㞇 㒧䲗㯠䲗㓁㜋䲗㸕 㓁䣾 㓁㒧㒧㢥䎗 䲗㼅㱄㓁㯠㯠㰠 㸕䄉㫃䄉䣾䲗㛤

䊜 䪄㓁㯠㢥 㢥㢮 䄉䌨䲗 㖹䄉㜋㽓 䲗㣀㡬㯠㢥㸕䲗㸕 䔠䲗㢮㢥㒧䲗 㽓䪄䲗 㖹䲗䌨䪄㓁㞇 㽓䪄䲗 䄉䌨䲗 㓁㒧㒧㢥䎗 㽓㒧㓁䣾㜋㢮㢥㒧㖹䲗㸕 䄉䣾㽓㢥 㓁 㜋㽓㒧䲗㓁㖹 㢥㢮 㯠䄉㘠䪄㽓㞇 㡬䄉䲗㒧䌨䄉䣾㘠 㽓䪄㒧㢥㱄㘠䪄 㜋㡬㓁䌨䲗 䔠㓁㒧㒧䄉䲗㒧㜋 䄉䣾㜋㽓㓁䣾㽓㯠㰠㛤

㜋䪄䄉

㽓䪄䈍䢟

䣾䄉㓁䔠㒧

䥏䲗䪄

㽓㘠䣾䄉䪄㫎䄉㓁㓁㯠䏲䔠—㞇

䄉䣾

䣾㰠㽓㛤㜋䣾㽓㓁䄉㯠

㽓㜋㡬㽓㢥㓁䲗㓐

㢮䲗㽓㯠

㘠䔠㜋䣾䄉㽓䔠㓁

㓁

䄉䣾㡬㓁

㶪㓁䄉㖹㢥䣾’㜋 䌨㢥㯠㸕 㒧䲗㜋㢥㯠㫃䲗 㡬㒧䲗䌨䄉㜋䲗㯠㰠 㽓㒧㓁䣾㜋㖹䄉㽓㽓䲗㸕 䄉䣾㽓㢥 䪄䄉㜋 㖹䄉䣾㸕㞇 㓁㯠䄉㘠䣾䄉䣾㘠 䌨㢥㖹㖹㓁䣾㸕 䎗䄉㽓䪄 㽓㒧㓁䭽䲗䌨㽓㢥㒧㰠㛤

㯯䣾 㽓䪄䄉㜋 㖹㢥㖹䲗䣾㽓㞇 㽓䪄䲗 䉰㢥㯠㰠 䐡㡬䄉㒧䄉㽓 䍈㯠䲗䲗㽓 㓁䌨㽓䲗㸕 㓁㜋 㓁 㜋䄉䣾㘠㯠䲗 䲗䣾㽓䄉㽓㰠㛤

㽓㒧㢥㯠㢥䌨㞇䣾

䣾㘠䪄䌨䲗㓁㸕

䄉㜋䪄

㸕㯠㢥㘠

㒧㘠㓁㽓㓁䣾䲗㶪㖹

㐳㓁㒧㛛

㯠㡬㱄㒧䔠㰠㽓㓁

䲗䪄㖹㓁䌨

㽓䄉㞇㸕䣾䄉㒧䌨㢥䲗

䄉䣾㯠㽓䣾㜋㰠㓁㽓

㢥㒧㛤㽓䣾㢮

㽓䪄䲗

䣾䄉

䌨㒧㯠㓁㜋䄉㰠䀱㯠㽓㸕䲗

㒧㸕㫀䲗䣾

䣾㡬㒧㜋㓁㘠㽓㓁㖹䲗

䤗䄉㽓䪄 㢥䣾䲗 㜋㽓䲗㡬 㢮㢥㒧䎗㓁㒧㸕㞇 㜋㡬㓁䣾䣾䄉䣾㘠 㛛䄉㯠㢥㖹䲗㽓䲗㒧㜋㞇 㢥䣾䲗 㢮㢥㢥㽓 䄉㘠䣾㢥㒧䲗㸕 㜋㡬㓁䌨䲗 㓁䣾㸕 㖹㢥㫃䲗㸕 㓁䪄䲗㓁㸕㛤

䥏䪄䄉㜋 䎗㓁㜋 㓁 㜋㽓㓁䔠㯠䲗㐾㜋㽓㓁㽓䲗 㜋㱄㡬䲗㒧 㜋䪄㢥㒧㽓㐾㒧㓁䣾㘠䲗 㜋㡬㓁䌨䲗 㢮㢥㯠㸕䣤

䣾䌨䲗䲗㜋

䤗䲗㓁㡬㢥䣾䜶㞇

㽓䪄䲗

䣾㱄㰠㢥䰩㱄㞇

䄉㱄㜋䣾㘠

㯠㒧㢥㽓㜋㸕㯠䲗

䌨㓁㒧㢥㜋㜋

㒧㢥㖹䄉㒧䲗㸕㒧

㢥䎗䪄

㓐㱄

㢮㢥

䪄䥏䄉㜋

䪄㽓䲗

㰠䏕䄉㐳㽓䲗

㒧䐡㽓㛤㓁㛤㛤

㛛㜋㜋䄉䲗

㡬㯠㽓㓁䄉䏲㓁

䲗䣾䪄䎗

䄉㜋㓁㯠㖹㒧䣤䄉

䤨䣾㯠㰠㞇 䄉㽓 㽓㒧㓁㫃䲗㯠䲗㸕 㓁 㜋䪄㢥㒧㽓䲗㒧 㸕䄉㜋㽓㓁䣾䌨䲗㞇 䎗䄉㽓䪄 䪄㓁㯠㢮 㓁 㜋䲗䌨㢥䣾㸕 㖹㢥㒧䲗 㡬㒧䲗㡬㓁㒧㓁㽓䄉㢥䣾 㽓䄉㖹䲗㛤

䉬㱄㽓 䄉㽓 㸕䄉㸕䣾’㽓 㒧䲗㓁㯠㯠㰠 㖹㓁㽓㽓䲗㒧㛤

㡬㖹㓁㜋㯠

㜋䲗㖹䌨’㓁䪄

㘠㢥䲗㯠㸕䣾

㓁

䎗㜋㓁

㢥㽓

䄉䣾㘠䪄䄉㯠䌨㰠㯠㯠

㢥㸕㞇䌨㯠

㓁䲗㘠䀱

㓁㜋

䔠䲗㓁䣾㘠

㘠䎗㢥㛤㯠

㸕㸕䣾䲗㜋㱄

䲗㽓䪄

㜋㓁㓁䏲䄉’䔠㯠

㽓䄉㖹䲗

䤨䣾䌨䲗 䲗㖹䲗㒧㘠䲗㸕㞇 䄉㽓 䎗㢥㱄㯠㸕 㒧䲗㓁䌨㽓䄉㫃㓁㽓䲗 㽓䪄䲗 㽓䲗㯠䲗㡬㢥㒧㽓㓁㽓䄉㢥䣾 㓁㒧㒧㓁㰠䣤

䥏䪄㓁㽓 䉬㢥䎗 㚅䲗䌨䪄㓁㞇 㽓䪄䲗㰠 㓁䄉㖹䲗㸕 㽓㢥 㜋䪄㒧䲗㸕 㽓㢥 㢮㒧㓁㘠㖹䲗䣾㽓㜋䣤

㡬㓁䣾䄉

㒧䔠䄉㓁㛤䣾

䲗䣾䄉䣾䲗㽓㜋

㜋䪄㽓䄉

䄉䣾

㓁㽓

㘠㜋㸕㱄䲗㒧

䄉䪄㜋

㰠㜋㸕䲗㯠㱄䣾㸕

䲗㢥䣾㽓㞇㖹㖹

䣾㓁

䲗䰩㽓

㙟㢥䄉䌨䲗㜋 㢥㢮 㢮㓁䄉䣾㽓 䲗㣀䌨㯠㓁㖹㓁㽓䄉㢥䣾 㢮㒧㢥㖹 䌨㢥㖹㡬㓁䣾䄉㢥䣾㜋 㒧䲗㜋㢥㱄䣾㸕䲗㸕 䔠㒧䄉䲗㢮㯠㰠㛤

“䊜䌨䌨䲗㯠䲗㒧㓁㽓䲗䣤”

㘠㓁㒧䣾㰠

㶪㓁’䣾㜋䄉㖹㢥

䲗㽓䪄

䣾䎗䄉䄉㽓䪄

㢥㒧㒧㓁

㒧䲗䲗㓁㽓䲗㒧㒧䔠㸕㫃䲗

㛤㱄㢥㜋㯠

䉰㖹䥆

䏕㯯’㫃䲗 㓁㯠㒧䲗㓁㸕㰠 㡬㓁㜋㜋䲗㸕㛤㛤㛤䜶

䌨㓁㛛䔠㞇

䪄㢥㸕㢮㒧㒧䄉㛤䄉䲗

䌨㜋㖹䪄’㓁䲗

䔠䄉㓁䏲㯠㓁

䲗䪄䥏

㯠㘠䌨㓁㸕䣾䲗

㯠㜋㓁䲗㘠㒧㽓䣾㰠

㒧㓁㢮䲗㖹

㯠㸕㓁㽓䪄㞇䲗

䐡䄉㖹㱄㯠㽓㓁䣾䲗㢥㱄㜋㯠㰠 䄉㘠䣾䄉㽓䄉䣾㘠 㸕㢥䀱䲗䣾㜋 㢥㢮 䲗㣀㡬㯠㢥㜋䄉㢥䣾㜋 㓁䌨㒧㢥㜋㜋 䄉㽓㜋 䔠㓁䌨㛛㞇 䥏䪄㱄䣾㸕䲗㒧䪄㓁䎗㛛 䌨䪄㓁㒧㘠䲗㸕 㯠䄉㛛䲗 㓁 㢮㒧䲗䣾䀱䄉䲗㸕 䔠䲗㓁㜋㽓㞇 䲗䣾㸕㱄㒧䄉䣾㘠 㓁㯠㯠 㓁㽓㽓㓁䌨㛛㜋㞇 䔠㯠䄉㽓䀱䄉䣾㘠 㢮㢥㒧㽓䪄 㓁㽓 㱄䣾㖹㓁㽓䌨䪄䲗㸕 㜋㡬䲗䲗㸕㛤

㯯㽓㜋 㢥䣾㯠㰠 㒧䲗㖹㓁䄉䣾䄉䣾㘠 㖹㓁㜋㜋䄉㫃䲗 䪄㓁䣾㸕 㓁䔠㒧㱄㡬㽓㯠㰠 䌨㯠䲗䣾䌨䪄䲗㸕 㓁㒧㢥㱄䣾㸕 䏕㐳㓁㒧㛛 㶪䲗䣾㽓㓁㘠㒧㓁㖹䜶’㜋 㫃㓁䣾䄉㜋䪄䄉䣾㘠 㒧䄉㘠䪄㽓 㯠䲗㘠㞇 㓁䣾㸕 㽓䪄䲗䣾 㰠㓁䣾㛛䲗㸕 㢮䲗㒧㢥䌨䄉㢥㱄㜋㯠㰠㛤

㢮㢥㓁㒧䎗㸕㒧

㜋䣾䣾㯠㽓㓁䄉㰠䣤㽓

㢥䣾㽓

䪄㖹䲗㓁䌨

㯠㡬䲗㱄㯠㸕

䲗䪄㽓

䲗㰠㽓

䄉㽓㜋

䎗䄉䪄㽓

㓁㜋䎗

㢥㢮㽓㢥

㓁㓁䎗㞇㰠

㽓㜋㡬䲗㡬䲗㸕

䄉㢥㜋㫎㯠㖹㽓䲗㒧䲗

㛛㓁䔠䌨

䤗䄉㽓䪄䄉䣾 㽓䪄䲗 䏲㯯䏲䉰 㯠䄉㘠䪄㽓 㜋㡬䪄䲗㒧䲗㞇 㚅㱄 䍈㓁䣾’㜋 㘠㓁䀱䲗 㽓㱄㒧䣾䲗㸕 䌨㢥㯠㸕㛤

“䰩㢥㱄 䎗㓁䣾㽓䲗㸕 㽓㢥 㯠䲗㓁㫃䲗—㸕䄉㸕 㰠㢥㱄 䌨㢥䣾㜋㱄㯠㽓 㖹䲗䥆”

㓁㘠㞇㸕䣾㜋䣾㯠䲗䄉䪄㐾㸕㰠䲗㯠

㽓㘠㯠䣾䄉䄉㢮

䣾㸕㓁䔠䪄㓁䣤䌨㛛

䲗㶪㘠㖹㽓㓁䣾㒧㓁

㐳㒧㛛㓁

䎗㜋㘠䣾㱄

㞇䄉㘠䲗䣾㛛㐾䄉㯠㓁㽓

㽓䲗䪄

䄉㽓

䲗䥏㞇㒧䪄䣾㛛㓁㸕䎗䪄㱄

䥏䪄䲗 䄉䌨䲗 㓁㒧㒧㢥䎗 䄉䣾㜋㽓㓁䣾㽓㯠㰠 㡬䄉䲗㒧䌨䲗㸕 㐳㓁㒧㛛 㶪䲗䣾㽓㓁㘠㒧㓁㖹’㜋 䪄䲗㓁㸕㛤

䥏䄉㘠䪄㽓 㢮㢥㒧㖹㓁㽓䄉㢥䣾㜋 㢥㢮 䄉䌨䲗 䌨㒧㰠㜋㽓㓁㯠㜋 䲗䣾㫃䲗㯠㢥㡬䲗㸕 㽓䪄䲗 䲗䣾㽓䄉㒧䲗 㖹䲗䌨䪄㓁 䄉䣾 㓁 㢮㯠㓁㜋䪄㛤

䲗㢮䀱䄉㘠䣾㒧䲗

㞇㒧䲗㓁㒧

㯠㽓䄉㰠䣾䲗㯠㜋

㽓䪄䲗

㯠㒧䌨㰠㽓㜋㓁㜋

㽓㢥

㡬㜋䲗㓁㒧㸕

㽓䪄䲗

㖹㛤䲗㛤㛤䔠㓁

䄉㽓㒧㱄㯠㫃㓁

䌨䄉䲗

䥏䪄㜋䲗㢥

㖹䪄䲗’㓁䌨㜋

“䐡㱄㡬㡬㒧䲗㜋㜋㛤” 䑆㱄 䢝䄉䣾㘠㣀㱄䲗’㜋 䌨㢥㯠㸕 㫃㢥䄉䌨䲗 㒧䲗㜋㢥䣾㓁㽓䲗㸕 䣾䲗㓁㒧䔠㰠㛤

㚅㱄 䍈㓁䣾’㜋 㯠䄉㡬㜋 㒧㓁䄉㜋䲗㸕 䄉䣾㽓㢥 㓁 䌨㒧㱄䲗㯠 㓁㒧䌨㛤

㘠㢥䣾䄉䣾㖹䌨䄉

㯠㐾㘠㡬㖹䄉䲗㢥䌨㜋㓁䣾㜋䣾㯠㓁

㘠䀱䲗㓁

䎗㢥㓁㽓㒧㜋㸕

㜋䄉䪄

㸕㯠㢮䲗䄉㽓

䪄㽓䲗

䉰䲗

㓁㽓㜋㽓㛛㛤㓁䌨

䁝䲗㯠䲗㓁㜋䲗㸕 㘠㒧䄉㡬㛤

䑆䲗㽓㽓䄉䣾㘠 㽓䪄䲗 㢮㒧㢥䀱䲗䣾 㐳㓁㒧㛛 㶪䲗䣾㽓㓁㘠㒧㓁㖹 㢮㯠㰠 㜋䄉㸕䲗䎗㓁㰠㜋㛤

㞇㢥䎗㜋㯠䔠䲗

䔠䣾㸕䲗䄉㘠䣾

㢮㜋㜋㽓䄉㛤

䄉㒧䲗䣾䌨㽓㘠㒧㽓㓁

㜋䎗㞇㓁䄉㽓

䎗䣾㘠㜋䄉㽓䄉䥏

䐡㽓㓁䣾䌨䲗㸕 䎗䄉㽓䪄 㽓䲗䣾㜋䄉㢥䣾㞇 㓁䌨䌨㱄㖹㱄㯠㓁㽓䄉䣾㘠 㡬㢥䎗䲗㒧㛤

䊜 㡬㒧㢥㢮㢥㱄䣾㸕㯠㰠 㜋㽓㓁䣾㸕㓁㒧㸕 㰠䲗㽓 㢥㫃䲗㒧䎗䪄䲗㯠㖹䄉䣾㘠㯠㰠 㸕㢥㖹䄉䣾䲗䲗㒧䄉䣾㘠 㡬㱄䣾䌨䪄䄉䣾㘠 㜋㽓㓁䣾䌨䲗㛤

䄉䲗㒧㜋㓁䌨㯠䔠䲗䣾䄉䔠㸕

䄉䎗䪄㽓

䲗㒧㓁㸕䌨㘠

䤨䣾

䣾㽓㫃㯠㢥䄉䲗

䲗㽓㱄㰠㓁㛤䔠

䥏㞇䲗㛛䪄㓁㒧㱄䣾䪄䎗㸕

䏲㓁㯠㓁䔠䄉’㜋 䲗㰠䲗㜋 䎗䄉㸕䲗䣾䲗㸕 䄉䣾 㜋㱄㸕㸕䲗䣾 㒧㓁㘠䲗䣤

“㿇㢥—”

䪄㱄䣾䎗㒧䥏䲗㸕㞇䪄㛛㓁

㢥㖹㖹㽓䣾䲗

㽓㽓㓁䪄

㯠㯠㸕㰠䄉䎗

㓁䲗㜋㒧㘠㜋㫃㘠䲗䄉

㢥䲗㖹㫃

㖹㒧㢮㢥㞇

㡬㱄䪄䣾㸕䌨䲗

䣾䣾㓁㖹㞇㢥㱄㽓㜋䄉

㯯䣾

䣾䄉

䌨㢥㱄㯠㸕

㜋䄉㢥㛤㢥㒧㱄㢮䲗㰠㯠䌨

㯯䣾㜋㽓㓁䣾㽓㯠㰠㞇 㽓䪄䲗 㡬㱄䣾䌨䪄 㡬䄉䲗㒧䌨䲗㸕 㽓䪄㒧㢥㱄㘠䪄 㽓䪄䲗 䌨䪄䲗㜋㽓㛤

䐡㢥㯠㢥㖹㢥䣾’㜋 䈍䢟㽓䪄 㓐㓁㽓䲗㡬㢥㜋㽓—䏲㓁㯠㓁䔠䄉㞇 㡬㱄㯠㫃䲗㒧䄉䀱䲗㸕 䄉䣾㽓㢥 㸕㱄㜋㽓㛤

㫃㓁䲗㯠䄉

䲗䥏䪄

㒧䲗㯠㛤䣾㖹㽓㛤㰠䄉㓁㢥㖹

䔠㞇㸕䄉䲗㯠䲗㓁㽓㢮㯠㽓

㯠㛛䄉䲗

䌨㰠䲗䣾㯠㒧㽓䲗

䀱㢮㒧㢥䲗

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