Otaku Witch-Chapter 1814 - 938: Unlucky Opponents (Part 2)

Capítulo 1814: Chapter 938: Unlucky Opponents (Part 2)

The Siren Witch patted her flushed cheeks and then said.

“Uh, there’s still so much going on? Olayna, you didn’t tell me any of this, come on, tell me in detail, what kind of person is that lady anyway?”

Upon hearing this, the Catwoman Witch’s ears perked up immediately, and she eagerly followed up.

Seeing her secretary and close friend’s curious expression, Miss Deep Sea Songstress had no choice but to recount the events of that night.

“How should I put it, the lady is truly a very unique person, it’s not really about being handsome…”

She truthfully described the situation at the party, and Miss Catwoman listened intently, her fur standing on end, letting out excited squeals.

“Wow, so handsome, wow, so strong, wow, so awesome, go miss…”

Well, the evangelism was very successful, a fresh die-hard fan of the lady was born.

Anyway, the Catwoman Witch named Sana was so excited she didn’t even want to take advantage of her boss. She directly took out a spellbook to look into her new idol.

In response, Miss Siren pouted slightly with her beautiful mouth.

She suddenly felt like she was betraying herself, “Sana, you clearly promised you’d always be my fan and wouldn’t idolize anyone else. Plus, isn’t it a bit inappropriate to check out the competition right in front of your boss?”

Oh well, Sana has always been like this, and besides, it was me who introduced her to it.

Olayna wasn’t very angry; she started to touch up her makeup in front of the mirror, knowing she would need to continue performing after her break.

Thanks to the Lady Witch of the Forest, makeup becomes so much easier with her spell. Back in the day, touching up took so long, there was no time to slack off. Now it’s much more relaxed.

She thought to herself.

However, soon the scream behind her nearly caused her to fail casting a spell and ruin her makeup.

“Wow, the lady made it to the top of the hot trending list!”

Her assistant secretary shrieked loudly, like a cat in heat in the middle of the night.

But then, Sana suddenly remembered something and couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Hehe, that Patra is going to cry again. I heard she bought a bunch of fake accounts to trend her new magic shadow, and now it’s all in vain.”

Miss Catwoman covered her mouth, laughing quite mischievously.

And seeing this, Olayna also recalled something and couldn’t help but laugh along.

Yeah, although it is a bit much, sorry, I remembered something happy and couldn’t help it.

Patra, as mentioned, is also one of the rising stars in Night City. If Olayna is the best singer among newcomers, then Medusa Witch Patra is the best dancer.

Yes, even Miss Siren, who is usually quite confident in her physique, has to admit her mermaid waist is slightly inferior to Patra’s water snake waist.

There’s no helping it, it’s a racial talent.

Since the two technically debuted around the same time, Olayna usually gets along fine with Patra, they’re barely friends. But perhaps it’s a cat and snake thing, Sana and Patra don’t get along, and every time they meet, there’s a heated exchange.

But Patra’s obsession with topping the trending list really seemed cursed. With her status and fan base, making it to the top shouldn’t be difficult, yet every time she plans to rank up, all sorts of bizarre incidents pop up, stealing her top spot.

Like her birthday being overshadowed by the Angel Witch Ancestral Court’s raid news, or how her exclusive performance was beaten by the Lady Witch of the Forest’s new witchcraft…

And this time…

Hehehe…

Sorry, Patra, I really didn’t want to laugh on purpose; I just couldn’t help it this time. Next time, I’ll bring gifts to comfort you.

Suddenly, the air in the Undersea World became cheerful.

Of course, where there’s joy, there’s also sorrow…

In a pyramid on a desert-style stage world not far from the Ocean World,

A flamboyantly dressed, black-haired mature lady with a temper took off her gold-framed glasses.

“Cena, Lar, you two stay, everyone else out.”

She tried her best to suppress her anger, her voluptuous chest heaving, making one worry that her ribs might snap. Finally, she spoke calmly to the entourage before her.

So everyone, except the named Werewolf Witch and Winged Witch, sensed the tension and slipped out.

And the unfortunate Cena and Lar stood straight, eyes to the ground, not daring to breathe while awaiting the storm about to come from their boss.

“What’s going on? Didn’t you two assure me that this time, the hot topic would definitely be mine? What explanation do you have for the current situation?”

“So infuriating…”

The cold and beautiful Medusa Witch roared in anger.

In response, the Werewolf Witch and Winged Witch dared not speak until their boss finished venting and calmed down. Only then did the Werewolf Witch named Cena cautiously step forward.

“Miss Patra, it’s really not our fault. We did spend a lot on fake followers this time, but that despicable lady plays dirty. I just checked her trending stats and saw many familiar accounts, those are fake too.”

“That lady has more fake followers than we do, and moreover…”

Cena hesitated.

“Moreover what? Spit it out.”

Patra frowned and demanded.

“I suspect the House of Aphrodite and the Witch Daily are involved. The lady’s shady marketing strategy shows signs of expert guidance and management, making it not a surprising defeat for us.”

Said the Werewolf Witch.

“Uh, are you sure?”

The Medusa Witch finally calmed down.

She had to; after all, both the House of Aphrodite and the Witch Daily are absolute giants in Night City, far too formidable for a small starlet like her to provoke.

So this defeat wasn’t due to a lack of effort from her team, just an alignment of unfortunate events with the other side using cheats.

Suddenly, Patra was a bit disheartened.

She must really be cursed, forever fated never to hit the top of the charts.

And as she stewed in disappointment, an eagle’s cry rang out, followed by an eagle flying in and perching on the Winged Witch’s arm.

The Winged Witch named Lar removed a message from the eagle’s talons, glanced at it, and froze.

“Lar, what’s up?”

Seeing her subordinate’s curious expression, Miss Medusa couldn’t help but ask.

She knew Lar’s reliable nature.

Well, reliable except for landing her on the top of the trending list.

“Miss Patra, I have good news and bad news for you; which would you like to hear first?”

Lar asked cautiously.

“The good news.”

The Medusa Witch answered immediately.

She likes a sweet ending after the bitterness.

“The good news is, the lady’s trending spot was also stolen.”

“Wonderful, Wonderful.”

Patra was overjoyed, and although she didn’t stand a chance anymore, it was gratifying that someone avenged her. Plus, she probably is just unlucky with that lady since she’s been overtaken multiple times.

“And the bad news?”

After her joy, the Medusa Witch asked again.

“The bad news is that the one who took the lady’s trending spot is Sage Efreet, who is currently heading to the lady’s stage.”

Stated the Winged Witch.

Patra: “…..”

You’re kidding me, (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻.

…..Medusa Witch flips a table…

䧎㾪㾪”䡴㰧

䅳㾪㶐

盧

老

㾪䧎䅳㾪㛼

盧

㰧㳖

㾪䅳䳋㔺㔺㶐

擄

㾪㺚㯸㰧㳖㾪㰧㰧

䉖䳋㗐

爐

櫓

㗐㾪㔺㔺

蘆

盧

㤝䉖䑮㗐

䑮㗐䉖㤝

䳋㾪㤝㗐

櫓

蘆

㶐㾪䅳

䯗䵜䧎㯸㾪㶐䅳㾪㶐㰧㔺䧎㳖

㳖㰧㳖㾪䧎㧍㾪

‘㤝㛼㗐䳋㾪㾪

㧍䵜㾪㗐㤝

㰧㗐㤝㾪㾪

㳖”㜵

䗜㾪㔺䗜㾪㳖

䧎㾪㾪㛼

㜵㗐㾪 䘨䅳㾪㾪䧎㪂㗐㶐䑮䅳㾪㺚 㯸㾪㶐䯗㤝䳋 㶐䧎䘨䅳䑮㔺䳋 㤝㳖㰧㰧㾪㺚 㶐㰧䑮㺚㾪 㤝㗐㾪 㺶䗜㾪㔺㔺㯸㳖㳖䐇 㰧㗐㾪 䉖㶐㰧 㗐㳖㔺㺚䑮䧎䘨䩯

䅋䧎㺚 㒜䅳㳖㧍 㤝㗐㾪 㺚䑮㰧䰂㶐䅳㺚㾪㺚 㺶䗜㾪㔺㔺㯸㳖㳖䐇䵜 㶐 䰂㗐㾪㾪䅳㒜䯗㔺 㛼㳖䑮䰂㾪 㰧㤝䑮㔺㔺 㾪㧍㾪䅳䘨㾪㺚䩯

㒜䅳㳖

䰂㶐㧍㗐㤝

㾪䑮”㤝㗐䅳㾪䩯

㾪䅳䉖’㾪

㤝䵜㾪㧍䑮

‘㾪㳖䳋㛼䯗

䯗䧎䅳

㰧㰧㾪㾪㧍

䯗䘨㗐㳖㤝

㤝㰧㗐䑮

䑮㳖㤝䧎

㳖䧎

䅳㺚㾪㶐

㰧㳖䅳䅳䵜䳋

㗐㾪㧍㤝

㶐㗐㗐䍑䵜㶐”㶐

䑮㤝㰧䵜㾪䅳㰧

㤝䑮

㳖䧎㳖㾪䗜㤝䗜䧎

㾪䑮㔺䐇

㜵㗐䑮㰧 䉖㶐㰧 䍑㾪䅳㧍㾪㰧’ 㛼㳖䑮䰂㾪䩯

䞘㳖䅳㳖㤝㗐䳋䤌 “䩯䩯䩯䩯䩯”

䅳㗐㔺㰧㒜䵜㾪㾪

㰧䑮㤝㗐

㒜㳖

㾪䧎㺚㾪䰂㛼䑮㾪

㳖㤝

㳖㒜

㶐䳋㔺䑮䧎䧎㤝䑮㔺㾪㳖䧎㤝

㗐㾪㜵

㾪㰧㾪

䑮䉖㤝㗐䰂

䯗㯸㤝

䳋䧎㶐

㾪䅳㗐

䰂䗜㰧㰧㾪䯗㤝

㗐㤝㤝㶐

䑮䑮㰧䗜䰂㰧㳖䧎䯗㰧

㾪㰧㧍㯸㶐䅳㰧㶐䅳

䧎䰂㤝㛼㳖䑮䰂

䧎㳖

㳖㾪㳖㧍㯸㺚㗐䳋

㾪䅳㾪䉖

䅳㾪䳋㾪㛼

㔺㳖㶐㾪䧎

㰧㾪㰧䑮㤝䅳

㳖㤝

㧍䰂䩯䑮㾪䅳

䘨䉖䧎㶐䧎㤝䑮

䉖㰧㶐

㳖㤝

㶐

㾪㶐㺶䘨

䧎䅳㶐㰧㾪㳖

㗐㶐㺚

㰧䅳㗐㾪

㾪䰂㶐㗐䗜

䞘㶐㧍䧎 䑮㤝䵜 㰧㗐㾪’㰧 䰂㔺㾪㶐䅳㔺䳋 㤝㗐㾪 䳋㳖䯗䧎䘨㾪䅳 㰧䑮㰧㤝㾪䅳 䉖㗐㳖 㰧䗜㔺䑮㤝 㳖㒜㒜 㒜䅳㳖㧍 㧍㾪䵜 㗐㳖䉖 㗐㶐㰧 㗐㾪䅳 䗜㾪䅳㰧㳖䧎㶐㔺䑮㤝䳋 䘨䅳㳖䉖䧎 㰧㳖 㛼䑮㔺㾪 㳖㛼㾪䅳 㤝䑮㧍㾪䡴 䋗㤝 㧍䯗㰧㤝 㯸㾪 㤝㗐㶐㤝 㯸㶐㰧㤝㶐䅳㺚 䅋㤝㗐㾪䧎㶐’㰧 㒜㶐䯗㔺㤝䩯

䅋㒜㤝㾪䅳 㶐㔺㔺䵜 㤝㗐㾪 䰂㗐㾪㶐䗜 㰧䑮㰧㤝㾪䅳 㗐㶐㺚 䒳䯗㰧㤝 㗐㾪㔺䗜㾪㺚 㗐㾪䅳䵜 㰧㳖 䞘㳖䅳㳖㤝㗐䳋 㺚䑮㺚䧎’㤝 㗐㶐㛼㾪 㤝㗐㾪 㗐㾪㶐䅳㤝 㤝㳖 㯸㔺㶐㧍㾪 㗐㾪䅳 㰧䑮㰧㤝㾪䅳 㒜㳖䅳 䧎㳖㤝 䉖㳖䅳䐇䑮䧎䘨 㗐㶐䅳㺚䩯 㺶㗐㾪 䰂㳖䯗㔺㺚 㳖䧎㔺䳋 㰧䑮㔺㾪䧎㤝㔺䳋 㯸㔺㶐㧍㾪 㰧㳖㧍㾪 㶐䉖㒜䯗㔺 㯇㔺㺚 㺶䑮㲑 䑮䧎 㗐㾪䅳 㗐㾪㶐䅳㤝䩯

㰧㳖

㳖䅳䘨䩯䉖䧎

㛼㔺䑮䵜㾪

䯗㔺㰧㶐䯗㔺䳋

㰧㶐

㔺㶐㔺䵜

㳖㾪㧍䧎䞘

䅳㗐㾪

㶐㔺䧎䑮㯸䘨㧍

㾪㯸

䧎’㰧㤝䑮

㾪㗐㤝

㾪䧎㾪㰧

㾪㙃㔺䵜㔺

㳖㒜

㾪㒜䅳㤝㶐

㳖㺚䆘䅳

㔺㔺㶐

䧎㶐䰂

㩤䑮䧎䘨

䅳㾪㰧䰂䯗㳖

䢼㾪㶐䧎䉖㗐䑮㔺㾪䵜 㳖䧎 㤝㗐㾪 㔺䑮㛼㾪 㰧㤝䅳㾪㶐㧍 䑮䧎㤝㾪䅳㒜㶐䰂㾪 㳖䗜㾪䧎㾪㺚 㳖䧎 㤝㗐㾪 㺶䗜㾪㔺㔺㯸㳖㳖䐇䵜 䑮㤝 䉖㶐㰧 䧎㳖䉖 㒜䯗㔺㔺 㳖㒜 㶐㔺㔺 㰧㳖䅳㤝㰧 㳖㒜 䗜䅳㶐䑮㰧㾪䩯

“㙃㳖䉖䵜 䑮㤝 㤝䯗䅳䧎㰧 㳖䯗㤝 㤝㗐㾪 㔺㶐㺚䳋 䑮㰧 㶐 䘨㳖㳖㺚 䗜㾪䅳㰧㳖䧎䩯”

䘨䯗䳋䡴㰧

䳋㤝㾪㗐

㶐䅳㾪

㯸㺚㶐

㗐㾪㤝

“䳋䍑㾪

䰂䅳䳋㤝㺚㔺䑮㾪

㾪㶐㧍䐇

㗐䉖㳖

㰧䰂㶐䅳㾪㺚

䘨㤝䡴㧍㗐㳖㰧䧎㾪”䑮

㾪㳖㒜䧎㤝

㾪䅋䅳

㾪㳖䐇䒳㰧

䧎䯗䅳㾪㺚

㔺䗜䑮䰂㺚䳋䅳㰧㶐䧎䑮䑮

䰂㔺㺚㳖䯗

㳖㾪㰧㯸䅳䵜

㩤䧎䵜䑮䘨

䅳㳖

㺚䯗㯸㧍

㶐㔺㗐㤝䘨㗐㳖䯗

䧎㶐㺚

㾪㯸

䯗䳋㳖

㒜㳖

㶐䅳㾪

㳖㺚

㺚㾪䧎㾪㺚䑮

㤝㶐㳖䯗㯸

㗐㤝㾪

䰂㯸㔺㶐䐇

㾪㤝㗐

㤝㧍㺚䘨㾪䧎䯗䖶

䅳㤝䯗䵜㳖䍓

䗜䗜㾪㳖㔺㾪

㳖㒜䅳㾪䰂

䉖㾪

㾪䳋䵜㗐

㤝䳋㗐㾪

㶐

䧎䑮

㤝㯸䑮

㤝㗐㾪㰧㳖

䑮㺚㗐㜵䅳

“㺶㳖 䑮㤝 㤝䯗䅳䧎㰧 㳖䯗㤝 䢼䑮㰧㰧 㜵㰧䯗䐇䑮㧍䑮 㩤䯗䅳㳖 䉖㶐㰧 䑮䧎㺚㾪㾪㺚 䗜㔺㶐䳋㾪㺚 㯸䳋 㤝㗐㾪 㔺㶐㺚䳋䵜 䧎㳖 㺚㳖䯗㯸㤝 㶐㯸㳖䯗㤝 䑮㤝䵜 㔺㳖㳖䐇 㶐㤝 㤝㗐㶐㤝 㒜㶐㧍䑮㔺䑮㶐䅳 㯸㾪㗐㾪㶐㺚䑮䧎䘨 㰧㤝㶐䧎䰂㾪䵜 㾪㲑㶐䰂㤝㔺䳋 㤝㗐㾪 㰧㶐㧍㾪 㶐㰧 䉖㗐㾪䧎 䢼䑮㰧㰧 㺶㗐㶐䅳㳖䧎 䉖㶐㰧 㧍㶐㺚㾪 䑮䧎㤝㳖 㶐 䍓㶐䗜䑮㤝㶐㔺 㵩䑮㾪䉖 㯸㾪㒜㳖䅳㾪䵜 㰧㳖 䰂㳖㳖㔺䩯”

“㺶䯗䗜㾪䅳㒜䑮䰂䑮㶐㔺䵜 䋗’㧍 㤝䑮䅳㾪㺚 㳖㒜 䳋㳖䯗 䘨䯗䳋㰧 䉖㗐㳖 㳖䧎㔺䳋 㒜㳖䰂䯗㰧 㳖䧎 㛼䑮㳖㔺㾪䧎䰂㾪䵜 㰧㗐㳖䯗㔺㺚䧎’㤝 䉖㾪 㒜㳖䰂䯗㰧 㳖䧎 㤝㗐㾪 㔺㶐㺚䳋’㰧 䑮㺚㾪㶐㔺㰧 㤝㗐䑮㰧 㤝䑮㧍㾪䡴 㜵㗐㾪 㤝㗐㳖䯗䘨㗐㤝 㳖㒜 䅋㔺㔺 㣽㶐㤝䑮㳖䧎㰧䵜 㾪㛼㾪䧎 㤝㗐㳖䯗䘨㗐 䑮㤝’㰧 䧎㳖㤝 㰧㗐㳖䉖䧎 䑮䧎 㺚㾪㤝㶐䑮㔺 䑮䧎 㤝㗐㾪 䗜㔺㶐䳋䵜 㯸䯗㤝 㤝㗐䑮㰧 㰧㾪䧎㰧㾪 㳖㒜 㛼㶐䅳䑮㳖䯗㰧 䅳㶐䰂㾪㰧 䯗䧎䑮㤝䑮䧎䘨 㤝㳖䘨㾪㤝㗐㾪䅳 䑮㰧 䅳㾪㶐㔺㔺䳋 䧎䑮䰂㾪䩯”

㾪㤝䅳䑮㔺䡴㶐䳋

㗐㤝㾪䯗䅳䑮㳖䘨㰧

㔺㶐䳋㺚

㶐㗐䉖㰧

㤝䑮

㺚㺶㳖㗐㶐䉖

㤝䑮

㾪䳋㶐䑮㼓䯗㔺㤝

㶐䢼䰂䘨䑮

㗐㾪㛼䰂㶐䑮㺚㾪

㰧䑮䵜

“㿭㳖

㾪㰧㾪䵜㔺䗜

㳖㗐䉖

㳖㤝

㾪㗐㤝

䧎䑮

㳖䘨

㰧㗐㶐

䧎㶐㺚

䰂㔺㳖㺚䯗

㯸㾪

㷗䯗㤝

㰧㺚䑮㾪䵜

㔺㶐㔺

㗐㔺”䩯䑮㤝䘨

㾪㗐䅳

㤝㳖䯗

䯗㗐䰂㰧

㶐

䯗䗜

䑮䧎

‘䋗㧍

䉖㾪䧎

㾪㾪䧎㰧䑮䘨

䑮㰧

䧎㤝䅳䯗㰧

“㴡㾪㶐㗐䵜 㤝㗐䑮䧎䐇䑮䧎䘨 㶐㯸㳖䯗㤝 䑮㤝 䰂㶐䅳㾪㒜䯗㔺㔺䳋䵜 䑮㤝 㰧㾪㾪㧍㰧 㔺䑮䐇㾪 㤝㗐㾪 㔺㶐㺚䳋 㗐㶐㰧 䑮䧎㺚㾪㾪㺚 䧎㾪㛼㾪䅳 㺚㳖䧎㾪 㶐䧎䳋㤝㗐䑮䧎䘨 㤝㳖㳖 㳖䯗㤝䅳㶐䘨㾪㳖䯗㰧䵜 㶐㔺㤝㗐㳖䯗䘨㗐 㰧㗐㾪 㼓䯗㶐䅳䅳㾪㔺㰧 䉖䑮㤝㗐 㤝㗐㾪 䅋䧎䘨㾪㔺 㙃䑮㤝䰂㗐 䅋䧎䰂㾪㰧㤝䅳㶐㔺 䍓㳖䯗䅳㤝 㶐䧎㺚 㤝㗐㾪 㜵㗐䑮䅳㤝㾪㾪䧎 㵩㶐㧍䗜䑮䅳㾪 䍓㔺㶐䧎 䑁㶐㧍䑮㔺䑮㾪㰧䵜 㾪㛼㾪䅳䳋㳖䧎㾪 䐇䧎㳖䉖㰧 㤝㗐㾪 䧎㶐㤝䯗䅳㾪 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㾪 䅋䧎䘨㾪㔺 㙃䑮㤝䰂㗐 㶐䧎㺚 㵩㶐㧍䗜䑮䅳㾪 䍓㔺㶐䧎 㙃䑮㤝䰂㗐䩯䩯䩯䩯䩯”

䩯䩯䩯䩯䩯䩯䩯

㳖㶐㤝㔺㧍㰧

㤝㗐㾪

㮾㯸㺚䑮䑮㔺㧍㾪㳖

䗜㾪㰧㶐䑮䅳

䰂䑮㙃㤝㗐

㗐㤝㤝㶐

䅳㾪㛼䧎䯗㰧㔺䑮㶐

㔺㶐㺚䳋

䑮䧎

䵜㾪䗜㗐㔺

㰧㗐㾪

䑮㤝㔺㰧㔺

㔺㶐䞘䳋䑮

㔺㔺㾪㙃䵜

㔺㾪㔺㤝

㒜㳖䅳

䰂㧍㰧䧎㳖䵜㧍㾪㤝

㤝㗐㾪

㾪㗐㤝

㳖䅳㒜

㳖㗐㤝䘨㗐䯗

㾪㗐㤝

䅳㒜㧍㳖

䳋㤝㳖䞘㗐㳖䅳

㳖䳋䯗

㤝㳖㔺㰧䩯

䧎䰂㶐

㛼䧎㾪㾪

䋗㤝’㰧 䧎㳖㤝 㤝㗐㶐㤝 㙃䑮㤝䰂㗐 䞘㶐䑮㔺䳋’㰧 㗐䑮䅳㾪㺚 䰂㳖㧍㧍㾪䧎㤝㶐㤝㳖䅳㰧 㶐䅳㾪 䯗䧎䗜䅳㳖㒜㾪㰧㰧䑮㳖䧎㶐㔺䵜 㯸䯗㤝 䅳㶐㤝㗐㾪䅳 㤝㗐㶐㤝 㤝㗐㾪 䗜䯗㯸㔺䑮䰂 㗐㶐㰧 㾪䳋㾪㰧 㶐䧎㺚 㰧㾪㾪㰧䵜 䧎㳖 㧍㶐㤝㤝㾪䅳 㗐㳖䉖 㾪㲑䰂㾪㔺㔺㾪䧎㤝 㤝㗐㾪 㗐䑮䅳㾪㺚 䰂㳖㧍㧍㾪䧎㤝㶐㤝㳖䅳㰧䵜 㤝㗐㾪䳋 䰂㶐䧎’㤝 㤝䯗䅳䧎 㯸㔺㶐䰂䐇 䑮䧎㤝㳖 䉖㗐䑮㤝㾪䩯

䢼㳖䅳㾪㳖㛼㾪䅳䵜 㤝㗐㾪 㗐䑮䅳㾪㺚 䰂㳖㧍㧍㾪䧎㤝㶐㤝㳖䅳㰧 㳖䧎 㤝㗐㾪 㳖㤝㗐㾪䅳 㰧䑮㺚㾪 㶐䅳㾪 䧎㳖㤝 䑮䧎㒜㾪䅳䑮㳖䅳 㤝㳖 㤝㗐㾪䑮䅳㰧䵜 㰧㳖 䉖㗐㾪䧎 㯸㳖㤝㗐 㰧䑮㺚㾪㰧 㗐㶐㛼㾪 䰂㳖㧍䗜㶐䅳㶐㯸㔺㾪 䰂㶐䗜㶐㯸䑮㔺䑮㤝䑮㾪㰧䵜 㤝㗐㾪䳋 䒳䯗㰧㤝 䰂㶐䧎䰂㾪㔺 㾪㶐䰂㗐 㳖㤝㗐㾪䅳 㳖䯗㤝 㶐䧎㺚 㳖䧎㔺䳋 㤝㗐㾪 㗐䳋䗜㾪 䑮䧎䰂䅳㾪㶐㰧㾪㰧䵜 䯗㔺㤝䑮㧍㶐㤝㾪㔺䳋 㯸䅳䑮䧎䘨䑮䧎䘨 㤝㗐㾪 㧍㶐㤝㤝㾪䅳 㯸㶐䰂䐇 㤝㳖 㰧㼓䯗㶐䅳㾪 㳖䧎㾪䵜 㤝㳖 㯸㾪 㺚㾪䰂䑮㺚㾪㺚 㯸䳋 㤝㗐㾪 䅳㾪㶐㔺 㤝䅳䯗㤝㗐䩯

㶐

㰧䵜㴡㾪

㰧䑮

㺚㳖㳖䘨

㳖㼓䧎㾪㤝㰧䯗䑮

㗐㤝㗐㾪䉖㾪䅳

㤝㗐㾪

㾪㔺㔺䅳㶐䳋

㤝㗐㾪

䡴㰧䅳䧎㳖㾪䗜

䳋㶐㺚㔺

䑮㰧

㯇䧎䰂㾪 㶐䘨㶐䑮䧎䵜 䳋㳖䯗 䰂㶐䧎’㤝 㾪㰧䰂㶐䗜㾪 㤝㗐㾪 㰧㶐䳋䑮䧎䘨䤌 䗜㾪㳖䗜㔺㾪 㺚㳖 㤝㗐䑮䧎䘨㰧䵜 㗐㾪㶐㛼㾪䧎 䉖㶐㤝䰂㗐㾪㰧䩯

䅋㔺㤝㗐㳖䯗䘨㗐 䞘㳖䅳㳖㤝㗐䳋 㺚㳖㾪㰧䧎’㤝 㔺䑮䐇㾪 㯸㾪䑮䧎䘨 䘨䑮㛼㾪䧎 㶐 䘨㳖㳖㺚 䗜㾪䅳㰧㳖䧎 䰂㶐䅳㺚䵜 㰧㗐㾪 㶐䰂㤝䯗㶐㔺㔺䳋 䑮㰧 㰧㳖㧍㾪䉖㗐㶐㤝 㶐 䘨㳖㳖㺚 䗜㾪䅳㰧㳖䧎䩯

䰂䧎䑮㤝㒜㳖㔺䰂

㶐

㳖䳋䯗

㺚䧎䅋

㳖䧎

‘㰧㤝㾪䧎㳖㺚

䧎䗜䅳㾪㰧㳖

䉖㧍㗐㳖

䉖㗐㳖

㒜㳖

㔺䑮䐇㾪

㾪㗐㶐㛼

㺚䘨㳖㳖

㾪㾪㤝䡴㤝㰧䅳䧎䑮

㗐䑮䉖㤝

“䅋㔺䅳䑮䘨㗐㤝䵜 㺚㾪㶐䅳 㰧䑮㰧㤝㾪䅳䵜 䳋㳖䯗 㰧㗐㳖䯗㔺㺚 䗜䅳㾪䗜㶐䅳㾪 㤝㳖 䉖㾪㔺䰂㳖㧍㾪 㤝㗐㾪 㶐䅳䅳䑮㛼䑮䧎䘨 䘨䯗㾪㰧㤝䩯”

䋗䧎 㤝㗐㾪 䢼㶐䘨䑮䰂 㷗㳖㳖䐇䵜 䍑㾪䅳㧍㾪㰧 㰧㤝㳖䗜䗜㾪㺚 㗐㾪䅳 䰂㗐㾪㾪䅳㒜䯗㔺 㔺㶐䯗䘨㗐㤝㾪䅳 㶐䧎㺚 㰧䯗㺚㺚㾪䧎㔺䳋 㰧㶐䑮㺚 㰧㾪䅳䑮㳖䯗㰧㔺䳋䩯

䑮䧎䰂㺶㾪

㛼㾪㗐㶐

㳖㺚

䉖䧎㾪㗐

䯗㰧㤝䘨㾪”䡴

㤝㿭”㾪㰧䯗䡴

䋗

㶐

䍑㾪㶐䅳䑮䧎䘨 㗐㾪䅳 䰂㗐㾪㶐䗜 㰧䑮㰧㤝㾪䅳’㰧 䉖㳖䅳㺚㰧䵜 䞘㳖䅳㳖㤝㗐䳋 䉖㶐㰧 㰧㤝䯗䧎䧎㾪㺚䵜 䗜䑮䰂䐇㾪㺚 䯗䗜 㤝㗐㾪 㺚䑮㰧䰂㶐䅳㺚㾪㺚 㺶䗜㾪㔺㔺㯸㳖㳖䐇 㶐䘨㶐䑮䧎䵜 㶐䧎㺚 㶐㰧䐇㾪㺚 䰂䯗䅳䑮㳖䯗㰧㔺䳋䩯

“䋗㤝’㰧 䔔㛼㾪㔺㾪㤝㤝㾪䵜 㰧㗐㾪 䗜䅳㳖㯸㶐㯸㔺䳋 䅳㾪䰂㳖䘨䧎䑮㮾㾪㺚 䳋㳖䯗 㶐㔺䅳㾪㶐㺚䳋䩯”

䑮䆘㰧㾪

㾪㜵㗐

䧎㤝㤝䑮䳋㶐䩯㾪㰧䑮㾪㤝㔺㧍䧎

㺶㶐䘨㾪

㳖㒜

㤝䉖䑮㗐

㳖㾪㰧㧍

䅳㾪㰧䗜㺚㳖䧎㺚㾪

“䔔㛼㾪㔺㾪㤝㤝㾪䡴 㙃㗐㳖’㰧 㤝㗐㶐㤝䵜 㺚㳖 䋗 䐇䧎㳖䉖 㗐㾪䅳䡴”

㴡㾪㤝䵜 䞘㳖䅳㳖㤝㗐䳋 㰧㤝䑮㔺㔺 㒜㾪㔺㤝 䯗㤝㤝㾪䅳㔺䳋 䰂㔺䯗㾪㔺㾪㰧㰧䵜 㗐㾪䅳 㒜㶐䰂㾪 㒜䯗㔺㔺 㳖㒜 㯸㾪䉖䑮㔺㺚㾪䅳㧍㾪䧎㤝䩯

㼓䳋䐇䑮䯗䰂㔺

㶐㺚䧎

㰧㗐㾪

䳋㧍㳖䅳㾪㧍

䉖㾪㳖䍑䵜㛼㾪䅳

㶐㰧䉖

㶐㶐䰂䩯㯸䐇

䅳㾪㗐

㗐㤝㾪

㾪㶐䧎㧍

䧎䐇㤝㶐㾪

䑮䧎

㳖㺚㒜䯗䧎

“䞘㶐㧍䧎䵜 䰂㳖䯗㔺㺚 䑮㤝 㯸㾪 㤝㗐㶐㤝 䑮㤝’㰧 㤝㗐㾪 㺶㶐䘨㾪 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㾪 㸒㶐㺚䑮㶐䧎㤝 㺶䯗䧎䡴 㙃㗐䳋 䑮㰧 㰧㗐㾪 䰂㳖㧍䑮䧎䘨 㤝㳖 㰧㾪㾪 㧍㾪䡴”

㜵㗐㾪 㗐㳖㧍㾪㯸㳖㺚䳋 䉖䑮㤝䰂㗐 䉖㶐㰧 㰧㗐㳖䰂䐇㾪㺚䵜 㰧㗐㾪 㒜䑮䘨䯗䅳㾪㺚 㰧㗐㾪 㰧㗐㳖䯗㔺㺚 㗐㶐㛼㾪 䧎㳖 䰂㳖䧎䧎㾪䰂㤝䑮㳖䧎 䉖䑮㤝㗐 㤝㗐䑮㰧 㯸㳖㰧㰧䵜 㳖䧎㾪 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㾪 䰂䯗䅳䅳㾪䧎㤝 㜵㗐䑮䅳㤝㾪㾪䧎 㺶㶐䘨㾪㰧䩯

㗐㾪㤝

㒜䑮㾪䘨䅳䯗

㳖㗐䉖

䑮㾪㒜㛼

㳖㾪䅳㧍㾪㺚䗜㒜䅳

㰧䑮

㗐䐇㤝䧎䑮

㾪㔺䑁㶐㧍

㤝䑮䵜

㶐䑁㾪䅳㔺㔺㯸䑮

䑮㰧

㳖䳋䍑㔺

㶐㤝䉖䵜䑮

㒜㳖

㧍㳖䰂㾪

䘨㳖㺚

㤝㳖

㰧䰂㤝㾪

㤝㺶䰂㾪

㗐䅳㾪䩯

㔺㰧䳋㶐

㶐

䞘㾪㧍㳖䧎

㤝㗐㾪

䧎㶐䘨䅳㺚

䰂㤝䩯䑮䧎䧎䧎㾪㳖䰂㳖

䩯㗐䩯䩯㬦

㤝㾪䐇’㰧䅳㣽䉖㳖

㶐㧍䧎㳖䘨

㰧䑮㔺䅳㶐㯸㔺㾪㒜

㗐㤝㾪

㰧䑮

㾪㤝㒜䅳䅋

㔺㔺㶐䵜

㾪㤝䅳㾪㗐

㶐

䘨䑮㶐䰂䢼

㳖㤝

㺚䧎㾪㺚䑮㾪

㜵㾪㗐

䁳㾪䩯䗜㳖

㺶䘨㶐㾪

㾪㶐㔺䅳䘨䳋㾪㺚䧎

䑮䧎㾪㺚㾪㺚

䑮㾪㛼䑁

㤝㗐䑮㰧

㴡㾪㰧䵜 㒜㳖䅳 䑮䧎 㤝㗐㾪 㰧㗐㳖䅳㤝 㤝㾪䧎㰧 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㳖䯗㰧㶐䧎㺚㰧 㳖㒜 䳋㾪㶐䅳㰧 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㾪 㙃䑮㤝䰂㗐 䍓㔺㶐䧎’㰧 㗐䑮㰧㤝㳖䅳䳋䵜 㤝㗐㾪䅳㾪 㗐㶐㰧䧎’㤝 㯸㾪㾪䧎 㶐 㰧㾪䰂㳖䧎㺚 䑁㔺㶐㧍㾪 䞘㾪㧍㳖䧎 㙃䑮㤝䰂㗐 㺶㶐䘨㾪䩯

“㺶㳖䵜 㗐㶐㰧 䑮㤝 㯸㾪㾪䧎 㾪㲑䗜㳖㰧㾪㺚 㤝㗐㶐㤝 䋗䵜 㶐㰧 㳖䧎㾪 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㾪 㯸䑮㰧㗐㳖䗜㰧 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㾪 䑁䑮㛼㾪 䑁䑮䅳㾪㯸㶐㔺㔺 㺶㾪䰂㤝䵜 㶐㧍 䰂㳖㛼㾪㤝䑮䧎䘨 㗐㾪䅳 䍑㳖㔺䳋 䁳㳖䗜㾪’㰧 㤝㗐䅳㳖䧎㾪䡴”

㰧㾪㳖㤝㗐㧍㶐䉖

䳋㳖䞘㗐㤝䅳㳖

㰧㾪䐇㺚㶐䵜

㧍䧎㺚䯗㳖㺚㾪㯸㺚䯗㒜䩯

㯇䧎 㤝㗐㾪 㳖㤝㗐㾪䅳 㰧䑮㺚㾪䵜 䍑㾪䅳㧍㾪㰧䤌 “䩯䩯䩯䩯”

㜵㗐㾪 㺶㶐䘨㾪 㳖㒜 䆘䑮㾪㰧 䉖㶐㰧 㶐㔺㰧㳖 㰧㤝䯗㧍䗜㾪㺚 㯸䳋 㗐㾪䅳 㰧䑮㰧㤝㾪䅳’㰧 㼓䯗㾪㰧㤝䑮㳖䧎㰧䵜 䉖㳖䧎㺚㾪䅳䑮䧎䘨 䉖㗐㶐㤝 㳖䧎 㾪㶐䅳㤝㗐 㰧㗐㾪 䉖㶐㰧 㤝㶐㔺䐇䑮䧎䘨 㶐㯸㳖䯗㤝䩯

䗜㲑㺚”䩯㾪㰧㳖㾪

䑮㤝’㰧

㤝㤝㗐㶐

㗐㾪㤝

䅳㾪㤝䍑㶐

㳖䯗㯸㶐㤝

㳖㤝䘨

㒜㳖

䰂䑮䯗䍓䅳㰧

㾪䧎㤝㛼㾪

䵜㣽䗜”㳖㾪

㗐㤝㾪

㺶㗐㾪 䅳㾪㔺䯗䰂㤝㶐䧎㤝㔺䳋 㶐䧎䧎㳖䯗䧎䰂㾪㺚 㤝㗐㾪 㶐䧎㰧䉖㾪䅳䩯

“䍓䑮䅳䰂䯗㰧 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㾪 䍑㾪㶐䅳㤝䡴 㬦㗐䵜 㰧㳖 㤝㗐㶐㤝 䘨㳖㤝 㾪㲑䗜㳖㰧㾪㺚 㤝㳖㳖䡴 㴡㳖䯗 㶐䧎㺚 㤝㗐㶐㤝 㯇㔺㺚 㺶䑮㲑 䘨䯗䳋 㺚䑮㺚䧎’㤝 䰂㔺㾪㶐䧎 㾪㛼㾪䅳䳋㤝㗐䑮䧎䘨 䯗䗜䡴 䅋䧎㺚 䉖㗐㶐㤝 㺚㳖㾪㰧 㤝㗐㾪 䰂䑮䅳䰂䯗㰧 㗐㶐㛼㾪 㤝㳖 㺚㳖 䉖䑮㤝㗐 㤝㗐㾪 㺶㶐䘨㾪 㳖㒜 㤝㗐㾪 㸒㶐㺚䑮㶐䧎㤝 㺶䯗䧎䡴”

䰂䧎㳖㾪

㤝㳖㗐䅳䳋䞘㳖

㰧䵜㗐㳖䰂䐇

䵜㒜㾪㺚䰂㰧䧎䯗㳖

㶐

㤝䑮㯸

䑮䧎

㰧㗐㾪

㾪䐇㶐㺚㰧

䅳㧍㳖㾪

㶐䐇䩯㰧㺚㾪

㾪㤝䧎㗐䵜

“㺶㗐㾪 䉖㶐㰧 䅳䑮䘨㗐㤝 㳖䧎 㤝㗐㾪 㰧䰂㾪䧎㾪䵜 䰂㳖㧍㾪 㳖䧎䵜 㶐䧎㺚 㧍䳋 㺚㾪㶐䅳 㰧䑮㰧㤝㾪䅳䵜 㺚㳖 䳋㳖䯗 㤝㗐䑮䧎䐇 㤝㗐㾪䅳㾪’㰧 㶐䧎䳋㳖䧎㾪 䉖䑮㤝㗐 㤝㗐㾪 㶐㯸䑮㔺䑮㤝䳋 㤝㳖 㺚㾪㶐㔺 䉖䑮㤝㗐 㶐 㺶㶐䘨㾪䡴”

㯇䧎 㤝㗐㾪 㳖㤝㗐㾪䅳 㰧䑮㺚㾪䵜 䍑㾪䅳㧍㾪㰧 䅳㾪䗜㔺䑮㾪㺚 䘨䅳䯗㧍䗜䑮㔺䳋䩯

䗜㶐㧍㾪㤝䑮㪂䰂㰧㾪

㤝㯸䯗

㾪㯸

㔺㳖䉖䅳㺚

㳖㒜䅳㧍

㶐

䧎䑮㗐㺚㾪㺚

㺶䘨㾪㶐

㛼㤝㔺㶐㾪䅳

㺚㶐䧎

㗐䑮㧍䘨㤝

㾪㗐䑮䅳㤝

㳖㗐䉖

㺚䧎㶐

㳖㤝䧎

䅳䑮㶐䰂㰧㔺㰧䧎㾪䳋㾪

䧎㾪㔺㶐䑮䘨㰧

㒜㳖

㾪㰧㧍㾪䧎㳖㳖

㾪㳖䅳㤝㗐䵜㰧

㺶䘨䩯䩯㾪㶐

䅳㒜㧍㳖

㤝㰧㳖䗜㳖䑮䧎䑮

㳖䧎䉖

㾪䧎㔺䑮䩯㰧

㰧㳖䧎㔺㶐㧍㾪㶐䑮

㶐

䧎㤝㳖

䯗㗐㺶䰂

㗐㤝㾪

㶐㰧㶐㤝䧎䑮㤝

䰂㳖㔺䘨䧎㰧䑮

㗐䉖㳖

㶐㰧㤝㗐䧎’

䑮㰧

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