Capítulo 1693: Chapter 1682: Beating the Wolf into a Dog
The Pope of Sanctuary of Light, the Prince of Blood Clan, the President of the Dark Council, the Lich of the Witches Association, the Elental Hunter of the Exorcism Association… these experts are all mages.
Mages can communicate with heaven and earth, unleashing power that can destroy everything.
In comparison, warriors who only cultivate themselves are thus much inferior in this regard.
Take for example the War God of werewolves, though he is at the sa Realm as a Prince.
During the apocalypse war, faced with the Pope’s Light Praise, other Alien Clan experts escaped, but the werewolves could only wait to die.
The experts who escaped were mages, and the Pope who cast the Forbidden Spell was also a mage.
In the West, mages are synonymous with power.
But now Ning Fan can actually ignore Magic Power. With the mages losing their proud ans, they are as fragile as chickens before him, which is exactly why William described him as a mage killer.
In Western legends, there is indeed a physique and a Divine Artifact that resists magic, but no one has ever seen them over the years.
This was considered to be a re legend, but unexpectedly, today the legend is being played out.
After listening to William’s introduction, Ning Fan does not naively believe he can truly disable magic.
Whether it’s the magic cast by Mos or Bruce, the reason it’s ineffective is mainly because it encountered Divine Power within True Qi.
Moreover, it’s an illusion caused by their low Cultivation.
Ning Fan believes, if a mage with the strength of a Duke or Marquis strikes, this illusion would not occur.
After all, Ning Fan’s True Qi currently contains very little Divine Power.
Although the quality is high, it hasn’t reached the point of ignoring quantity.
Understand as he might, Ning Fan has no intention of actively breaking the illusion.
His purpose today is to intimidate the werewolves, and certainly includes the Blood Clan present.
Equal communication between people first requires equality in level, which is true equality.
Otherwise, if the gap is too great, the talk of equality becos a joke.
No matter how friendly William and Andrew’s attitude seems, Ning Fan knows it’s based on his own strength.
Behind lowering oneself is definitely a request, and Ning Fan wants to use this to tell them.
Mutual requests are allowed, but if there’s a calculating mindset behind it, it needs to be weighed carefully.
The werewolves might not understand the significance behind disabling magic. But that doesn’t an Uhr doesn’t comprehend.
“Bruce, co back. This ti our Blood Fang Tribe admits defeat.”
Bruce is already inferior in strength to Ning Fan, and now discovering he has a way to disable magic, he is naturally even less of a match.
Uhr’s main concern is the Wolf God Bloodline, which is a matter concerning all werewolves, and he absolutely could not let Bruce get hurt.
Who knows what consequences will arise if they anger Ning Fan.
Uhr looked at Ning Fan with trepidation, and now just wanted to resolve this matter quickly and take Bruce back to the tribe.
If Ning Fan rely possessed Holy Power as a Blessed One, Uhr wouldn’t fear him,
but in the face of the legendary Anti-Magic, a Shaman Priest of magic power becos utterly useless.
Otherwise, the Anti-Magic possessor wouldn’t earn the title of mage killer.
With Uhr’s little arms and legs, not even enough for Ning Fan’s single punch.
But Bruce did not accept Uhr’s goodwill; he only knew he was the Clan Leader of Blood Fang, the Five-Fanged Warrior among werewolves, and he cannot retreat without a fight before a human.
“I haven’t lost yet!”
Bruce roared, a fierce light flickering in his eyes.
Although the power of magic is ineffective against Ning Fan, the werewolves have never relied on magic; they are the purest, wildest warriors.
Especially now, after activating the Wolf God Bloodline, Bruce feels unprecedented strength.
“Awoo…”
Howling towards the full moon, Bruce sprinted towards Ning Fan, stepping in empty air.
“I also want to see the Wolf God Bloodline.”
Ning Fan similarly strides across the air.
The man and wolf engage in the most direct and rough fight.
The word “regret” does not exist in the dictionary of werewolves.
But Bruce believes once he returns, he must add this word to the werewolf lexicon.
Reinforced by Moonlight, activating the Wolf God Bloodline, transforming into a majestic silver wolf.
Although the silver wolf form can step in empty air, unlike before where floating in emptiness made it impossible to find strength,
yet Bruce is regretfully finding himself even less of a match for Ning Fan.
Cannot match the speed, does not have the strength,
The beast shape instead of human form has lost flexibility.
While the huge physique turns into an eye-catching living target.
Then in the shocked eyes of others, the two fight from the sky to the ground, and then back to the sky.
The park, which was quite well-maintained, has suffered thoroughly this ti.
The cent ground is full of pits, with the thick trees broken in half.
Bruce is the one being hit and cannot counterattack.
Bruce’s sharp Fang, though as long as he opens his mouth he can bite Ning Fan in half, he has never gotten the chance.
Just like before, Bruce gradually could not bear Ning Fan’s punches and kicks damage.
Bruce’s smooth silver fur starts becoming mottled and scattered, with strands of silver wolf hair floating down like drizzle.
In the intense pain, Bruce’s whimpering cries continue.
Upon hearing these whimpering cries, soone among the Blood Clan sneered mockingly, “How does this sound like a dog’s bark?”
As soon as this remark was made, the Blood Clan present could no longer hold their laughter.
Even William and Andrew, these two Dukes, bit their lips tightly, trying their best to maintain the elegance of the Blood Clan.
Despite this, their minds kept jesting, “Once there was a wolf, then he was beaten into a dog.”
Faced with the ridicule of the Blood Clan, all werewolves present have faces ashen.
Embarrassed with anger.
Bruce’s instinctive whimpering, incredibly does sound like a dog’s bark, moreover one being hit by its owner.
Uhr’s expression was ashen speechless, he knows very well that after this battle spreads, the reputation of Blood Fang Tribe is completely ruined.
With a loud bang, Bruce crashes heavily towards the ground again.
Being knocked dizzy and disoriented, Bruce was just about to rise only to see everything go black, and then fell unconscious.
Seeing Bruce motionless before him, Ning Fan couldn’t help but worry, “Too heavy a blow. Won’t he die?”
Ning Fan hadn’t felt this kind of exhilarating combat style for a while.
This kind of visceral fight indeed stimulates a man’s adrenaline, such that Ning Fan fought more intensely.
“It’s just passed out.”
Detecting Bruce’s breathing, Ning Fan heaved a sigh of relief, though still feeling sowhat somber in his heart.
擄
㖼㼇䭱䵴
爐
盧
老
㳀㬧
㐯䵴䈏䣶䕥㐯㭽㼇
䳵㬧
盧
㪵㐯㐯䦈䵴
㖼㐯䈏㼇䡻䵴䵴
䞻㬧䡻㬧䡻䮲
魯
㐯㬧㱉
䖍䡻䵴
㪵㐯
䡻㱉䣶
㱉䳵䂒
路
㪵㐯
魯
㝊䳵䮲㢴䣶
㬧㐯䳵䧓䭮䭮䵴
蘆
㨖䡻㼇䣶
䂒䮲㼇㱉㱉
䡻㨖䵾䞻㐯㨖
㱉㼇䧓䳵䡻䵴㨖㐯㢴㬧㨽
爐
㨖㼇㱉㬧
䳵㬧
䋔㢴㬧 㐯㖝㐯䵴 㨖䳵䧓 㼇㬧 䮲䳵㢴㝊䣶 䳵䵴㝊䘈 䞻䵴䳵䮲䞻 䋔䈏㢴䮲㐯 䳵㢴㬧䧓 䵴䳵㬧 䞻㼇㝊㝊 㱉㼇䭮䦈
㶥㱉㐯 㢴䵴䮲䳵䵴㨖䮲㼇䳵㢴㨖 䋔䈏㢴䮲㐯 㨖㐯㐯䭮㐯䣶 㬧䳵 㱉䡻㖝㐯 㐯㨽㱉䡻㢴㨖㬧㐯䣶 㱉㼇㨖 㼇䵴䵴㐯䈏 䣶䡻䈏䞻 䵾䳵䂒㐯䈏㨖䦈
㶥㐯㱉
㐯㝊㨖㖝䈏㼇
䳵㬧㼇䵴
㝊㱉䧓㼇㝊
䡻㝊䈏㐯㖼
䳵䭮䈏䕥䦈
䡻
䵴䡻㪵㐯㖼
䵴䡻
䡻䘈䕥㝊㼇㝊䵴
㱉䵴䭮㢴䡻
㝊䡻䘈㖼䈏㝊䡻䣶㢴
䵴㼇㬧䳵
㬧䮲㐯䳵㝊䵾䘈䭮㝊㐯
㝊䧓䂒䳵䕥
䵴㼇䞻䵴㖼㼇䈏䧓㱉㨖
䡻㨖
䡻㨖
㬧㐯䳵䈏䕥䭮䣶䡻䵴䈏㨖
䵴㬧㱉㐯
䵴䡻䣶
䡻
䵾㖼㬧㱉㢴㼇䈏
䂒䈏䧓㐯䕥㐯䂒㝊䳵
䠱㼇㬧䵴㐯㨖㨖㼇䵴㖼 㬧㱉㼇㨖䧓 㬧㱉㐯 䭮㢴䈏䣶㐯䈏䳵㢴㨖 㼇䵴㬧㐯䵴㬧 䕥㝊䡻㨖㱉㐯䣶 㼇䵴 㔺㱉䈏’㨖 㐯䘈㐯㨖䧓 䡻䵴䣶 㱉㐯 㺕㢴㼇䮲䞻㝊䘈 䈏䡻䵴 䳵㖝㐯䈏䦈 㳀䕥㬧㐯䈏 㢴㨖㼇䵴㖼 䭮䡻㖼㼇䮲 䵾䳵䂒㐯䈏 㬧䳵 䮲㱉㐯䮲䞻 䋔䈏㢴䮲㐯’㨖 䮲䳵䵴䣶㼇㬧㼇䳵䵴䧓 㱉㐯 䕥㼇䵴䡻㝊㝊䘈 㪵䈏㐯䡻㬧㱉㐯䣶 䡻 㨖㼇㖼㱉 䳵䕥 䈏㐯㝊㼇㐯䕥䦈
䋔䈏㢴䮲㐯 㱉䡻䣶 䳵䵴㝊䘈 㐯㨽㱉䡻㢴㨖㬧㐯䣶 㱉㼇㨖 䵾㱉䘈㨖㼇䮲䡻㝊 㨖㬧䈏㐯䵴㖼㬧㱉䣏 㱉㼇㨖 㪵㝊䳵䳵䣶㝊㼇䵴㐯 䂒䡻㨖 䵴䳵㬧 䣶䡻䭮䡻㖼㐯䣶䦈
㨖䂒㐯㼇䧓㐯㱉䈏㬧䬆
㱉䈏㔺
䮲䳵㝊䣶㢴
㢴䣶䂒䳵㝊
䕥㖼㬧㢴䳵㱉
䣶㐯㱉䡻㬧䦈
㱉㐯
䵴㬧䳵
䡻䖍䵴
䭱㼇䵴㖼
䕥㼇
㢴䈏㖼䡻㬧䡻㐯㐯䵴
㱉㬧㐯
㖝㐯䡻㱉
㬧䳵
“䎹䈏䦈 䭱㼇䵴㖼䧓 䳵㢴䈏 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶 䖍䡻䵴㖼 㶥䈏㼇㪵㐯 䕥䳵䈏䭮䡻㝊㝊䘈 䡻䵾䳵㝊䳵㖼㼇㭽㐯㨖 㬧䳵 䘈䳵㢴䦈 䌎 䡻䭮 䡻㨖㱉䡻䭮㐯䣶 䳵䕥 䳵㢴䈏 㬧䈏㼇㪵㐯 䭮㐯䭮㪵㐯䈏’㨖 㪵㐯㱉䡻㖝㼇䳵䈏 䡻䵴䣶 䡻㨖䞻 䕥䳵䈏 䘈䳵㢴䈏 䕥䳵䈏㖼㼇㖝㐯䵴㐯㨖㨖 䕥䳵䈏 䳵㢴䈏 䳵䕥䕥㐯䵴㨖㐯䦈”
䎹㐯㐯㬧㼇䵴㖼 㔺㱉䈏’㨖 䮲䳵㝊䣶 㖼䡻㭽㐯䧓 㬧㱉㐯 䂒㐯䈏㐯䂒䳵㝊䕥 䂒㱉䳵 䮲䳵䭮䭮㼇㬧㬧㐯䣶 㬧㱉㐯 䳵䕥䕥㐯䵴㨖㐯 㨖㱉㼇㖝㐯䈏㐯䣶䧓 㱉㢴䈏䈏㼇㐯䣶㝊䘈 䡻䵾䵾䈏䳵䡻䮲㱉㐯䣶 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 㬧䳵 䡻䵾䳵㝊䳵㖼㼇㭽㐯䦈
㖼”䡻䵾䳵㝊䦈䳵䘈
㐯䡻䮲䵾䮲㬧
䌎”
䳵䘈㢴䈏
䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 䵴䳵䣶䣶㐯䣶 㨖䳵㝊㐯䭮䵴㝊䘈䦈 䵓㐯 䂒㐯䵴㬧 㬧㱉䈏䳵㢴㖼㱉 㖼䈏㐯䡻㬧 㬧䈏䳵㢴㪵㝊㐯 㬧䳵䣶䡻䘈 㬧䳵 䳵䈏䮲㱉㐯㨖㬧䈏䡻㬧㐯 㬧㱉㼇㨖 㨖䮲㐯䵴㐯䧓 㻮㢴㨖㬧 䕥䳵䈏 㬧㱉㐯㨖㐯 䂒䳵䈏䣶㨖䦈
䭱䳵䦈䦈䦈 㬧䳵 㪵㐯 㐯㨽䡻䮲㬧䧓 㼇㬧 䂒䡻㨖 䕥䳵䈏 㬧㱉㼇㨖 䣶㐯䮲㝊䡻䈏䡻㬧㼇䳵䵴 䳵䕥 䵾䳵䂒㐯䈏 㬧㱉䈏䳵㢴㖼㱉 䮲䳵䭮㪵䡻㬧䦈
䳵䵴㖼㬱㼇䞻䳵
㝊㨽䳵䭮䵾䮲㐯䧓
䡻㢴㱉䭮䵴䧓
㬧㢴䵴㐯䈏䣶
䡻㼇㝊䵴䈏㐯㪵䣶㨖䦈㐯㼇㪵䮲
䡻㬧
‘㨖㱉㔺䈏
㝊㐯㖼㼇䕥㐯䵴
㖼䳵䘈㢴䵴
㬧㨖㱉㼇
㼇㨖㐯䈏䳵㨽㨖䵴㐯䵾
㨖䳵䭮㐯㬧㖼㱉㼇䵴
䋔㐯䮲䡻㢴㨖㐯 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㼇㨖 㱉㢴䭮䡻䵴䧓 㬧㱉㐯 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶 䖍䡻䵴㖼 㶥䈏㼇㪵㐯’㨖 䈏㐯䵾㢴㬧䡻㬧㼇䳵䵴 䂒䡻㨖 䮲䳵䭮䵾㝊㐯㬧㐯㝊䘈 䈏㢴㼇䵴㐯䣶 㬧㱉㼇㨖 㬧㼇䭮㐯䦈
㶥㱉㐯 䣶㼇㖼䵴㼇䕥㼇㐯䣶 䮲㝊䡻䵴 㝊㐯䡻䣶㐯䈏 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㐯 䂒㐯䈏㐯䂒䳵㝊䕥 㬧䈏㼇㪵㐯 䂒䡻㨖 㪵㐯䡻㬧㐯䵴 㼇䵴㬧䳵 䡻 䣶䳵㖼䦈
㬧’㨖䌎
䕥䳵
㝊䡻㨖䞻㼇㖼㢴㖼䮲㱉䵴䳵㬧
㬧㐯㱉
䮲㐯㪵㐯䳵䭮
㱉㬧㐯
䂒䈏䳵㝊䣶
䳵䣶㢴㝊䂒
㐯㶥䈏㼇㪵
㝊㖼䳵䵴
㐯㨖䠱㬧㐯䈏䵴
㬧㬧㱉䡻
㬧㝊䮲㢴䵴䳵㖝㬧㼇㼇䡻
㝊䳵䋔䳵䣶
㼇䵴䡻䭮㐯䡻㝊㪵㖼㼇
㱉㐯㬧
䕥䳵䈏
䡻㖼䖍䵴
䡻
㬧䦈䭮㼇㐯
䋔㢴㬧 㝊㼇䞻㐯䂒㼇㨖㐯䧓 㪵㐯䮲䡻㢴㨖㐯 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㐯 䵾䈏㐯㨖㨖㢴䈏㐯 㪵䈏䳵㢴㖼㱉㬧 㪵䘈 㬧㱉㼇㨖 䭮䡻䵴䧓 㬧㱉㐯 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶 䖍䡻䵴㖼 㶥䈏㼇㪵㐯 䡻䂒䡻䞻㐯䵴㐯䣶 㬧㱉㐯 䠱䳵㝊䕥 䏇䳵䣶 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶㝊㼇䵴㐯 㱉㼇䣶䣶㐯䵴 䕥䳵䈏 䭮㼇㝊㝊㐯䵴䵴㼇䡻䦈
㑍㐯㖼䡻䈏䣶㼇䵴㖼 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴䧓 㔺㱉䈏 㬧䈏㢴㝊䘈 䣶㼇䣶䵴’㬧 䞻䵴䳵䂒 䂒㱉㐯㬧㱉㐯䈏 㬧䳵 䕥㐯㐯㝊 㖼䈏䡻㬧㼇㬧㢴䣶㐯 䳵䈏 㱉䡻㬧䈏㐯䣶䦈
‘㼇㨖㬧
䣶䕥㼇䦈䵴㨖㱉㼇㐯”
㶥㨖㼇㱉
㝊䡻㝊
䵴䌎”
䈏㬧䭮䡻㐯㬧
㐯㐯䘈䮲䳵䭮㬧㝊䵾㝊
䡻䵴䘈
䧓㨖㐯䮲䡻
㖝䈏㐯䳵䦈
㨖㼇
䱂㼇㨖䈏㐯㖼䡻䈏䣶㼇䵴㖼 㬧㱉㐯 㬧䂒䳵 䣶㢴䞻㐯㨖 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㐯 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶 㥹㝊䡻䵴䧓 䠱㼇㝊㝊㼇䡻䭮 䡻䵴䣶 㳀䵴䣶䈏㐯䂒䧓 㔺㱉䈏 䣶㼇䈏㐯䮲㬧㐯䣶 㱉㼇㨖 㬧䈏㼇㪵㐯䧓 㬧䡻䞻㼇䵴㖼 䋔䈏㢴䮲㐯 䡻䂒䡻䘈䦈
䬆䵴䮲㐯 㬧㱉㐯 䂒㐯䈏㐯䂒䳵㝊㖝㐯㨖 㝊㐯䕥㬧䧓 㳀㝊㼇䮲㐯 㼇䭮䭮㐯䣶㼇䡻㬧㐯㝊䘈 䮲㱉㐯㐯䈏㐯䣶 䡻䵴䣶 㨖䡻㼇䣶䧓 “䬆㱉㒵 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴䧓 䘈䳵㢴 䂒䳵䵴䦈 㶥㱉䡻㬧’㨖 㖼䈏㐯䡻㬧䦈”
㨖㬧䈏䵴䳵㖼
䕥䂒㐯
㝊㪵䣶䘈䡻䧓
䮲䈏㬧䈏㐯㐯㐯㢴㖝䵾䡻㼇
䡻䣶䘈㨖䦈
㬧㨖㐯㐯㱉
䋔㢴䮲䈏㐯
䡻
㝊㪵㼇䣏㼇㬧䡻㐯㨖㼇
㬧㼇㱉䈏㐯
㼇㢴䵴䈏㨖㻮㐯㼇
㝊䈏㨖㐯㐯䂒䂒㖝䳵㐯
䳵䈏䕥
㳀㝊㢴㬧㖼䳵㱉㱉
䵴㼇
䵴䞻䳵䵴䂒
䵴㐯㪵㬧㐯䡻
㱉㐯䡻㝊
䡻䂒㨖
㝊䂒䣶䳵㢴
䂒㐯㐯䈏
㳀㨖 㝊䳵䵴㖼 䡻㨖 㼇㬧 䣶㼇䣶䵴’㬧 㝊㐯䡻䣶 㬧䳵 䡻䵴䘈 䕥䡻㬧䡻㝊 䮲䳵䵴䕥㝊㼇䮲㬧䧓 㳀㝊㼇䮲㐯 䕥㐯㝊㬧 㬧㱉㼇㨖 䂒䡻㨖 㬧㱉㐯 㪵㐯㨖㬧 䳵㢴㬧䮲䳵䭮㐯䦈
䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 㨖䭮㼇㝊㐯䣶 䡻㬧 㳀㝊㼇䮲㐯䧓 㬧㱉㐯䵴 䈏㢴㪵㪵㐯䣶 㱉㼇㨖 䂒䈏㼇㨖㬧 䡻䵴䣶 㨖䡻㼇䣶䧓 “䌎’䭮 㐯㨽㱉䡻㢴㨖㬧㐯䣶䦈”
䵴䡻䖍
㼇㐯䧓㬧䭮
䣶䵴䡻
䭱㼇㖼䵴
䡻
㻮䵴㼇㢴䘈䈏
㐯㝊䦈䭮㼇㱉䕥㨖
䣶㐯䈏㼇㬧
㝊䡻㨖䳵
䈏㬧㢴㝊䘈
㱉㨖㶥㼇
䭮䳵䈏䵴㼇
䡻㨖䂒
㼇㬧䣶㨖䵴㐯㢴㨖䡻
㥹㝊䳵㨖㐯 䮲䳵䭮㪵䡻㬧 䂒㼇㬧㱉 䂒㐯䈏㐯䂒䳵㝊㖝㐯㨖 䂒䡻㨖 㝊㼇䞻㐯 㱉㢴䈏㬧㼇䵴㖼 㬧㱉㐯 㐯䵴㐯䭮䘈 䡻㬧 㬧㱉㐯 䮲䳵㨖㬧 䳵䕥 䘈䳵㢴䈏㨖㐯㝊䕥䣏 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 㐯䡻䮲㱉 㬧㼇䭮㐯 䕥䡻䮲㐯䣶 㬧㱉㐯 䈏㐯䮲䳵㼇㝊 䣶䡻䭮䡻㖼㐯䦈
㳀㝊㬧㱉䳵㢴㖼㱉 㬧㱉㐯 䣶䡻䭮䡻㖼㐯 䂒䡻㨖䵴’㬧 㨖㼇㖼䵴㼇䕥㼇䮲䡻䵴㬧䧓 㼇㬧 䡻䮲䮲㢴䭮㢴㝊䡻㬧㐯䣶 䳵㖝㐯䈏 䕥䈏㐯㺕㢴㐯䵴㬧 㐯䵴䮲䳵㢴䵴㬧㐯䈏㨖䧓 㨖㬧㼇㝊㝊 䮲䡻㢴㨖㼇䵴㖼 䮲㐯䈏㬧䡻㼇䵴 䣶䡻䭮䡻㖼㐯 㬧䳵 㱉㼇㨖 㪵䳵䵴㐯㨖 䡻䵴䣶 䭮㢴㨖䮲㝊㐯㨖䦈
㨽㐯㐯㼇㐯䵾㐯䮲䈏䵴
㝊㬧䈏䘈㢴
㨖㬧㱉㼇
“㐯䦈䭮
䵴䭱䧓㖼㼇
䡻䂒㨖
䎹䦈”䈏
㐯䘈㐯䳵䵾䵴㐯䵴㼇䡥㖼
䈏䕥䳵
䠱㼇㝊㝊㼇䡻䭮 㨖㼇㖼㱉㐯䣶䧓 “䭱䳵 䳵䵴㐯 㱉䡻㨖 㐯㖝㐯䈏 㪵㐯㐯䵴 䡻㪵㝊㐯 㬧䳵 䵾㢴㨖㱉 䂒㐯䈏㐯䂒䳵㝊㖝㐯㨖 㬧㱉㼇㨖 䕥䡻䈏䣏 㐯㖝㐯䵴 䵾䡻㝊䡻䣶㼇䵴㨖 䂒䳵㢴㝊䣶䵴’㬧 㪵㐯 䡻㪵㝊㐯 㬧䳵䦈”
䑄䡻䘈㼇䵴㖼 㬧㱉㼇㨖䧓 䈏㐯䮲䡻㝊㝊㼇䵴㖼 䮲㐯䈏㬧䡻㼇䵴 㬧㱉㼇䵴㖼㨖䧓 䠱㼇㝊㝊㼇䡻䭮 㬧䂒㼇㬧䮲㱉㐯䣶 㱉㼇㨖 䭮䳵㢴㬧㱉䧓 䂒㱉㼇䮲㱉 䭮䡻䣶㐯 㱉㼇䭮 㪵㢴䈏㨖㬧 㼇䵴㬧䳵 㝊䡻㢴㖼㱉㬧㐯䈏䦈
䡻䮲䵴
䵴䮲䡻
䮲㱉䵾䳵
䣶䡻㝊㼇䵾䡻䵴
䂒㐯䳵䈏䕥㝊㐯䂒
㐯㝊㼇䞻
䡻
䡻
䡻䞻㪵䈏
㖼䣶䳵䦈
䡻
㐯䈏㐯䵴㖝
㝊䕥’㐯䂒㐯㨖䈏䂒䳵
䳵䕥䕥
䡻㐯㱉䧓䣶
㢴㬧㪵
㳀
䞻㐯䭮䡻
䌎䵴 䈏㐯䡻㝊㼇㬧䘈䧓 䂒䳵㝊㖝㐯㨖 䮲䡻䵴’㬧 㪵䡻䈏䞻 㝊㼇䞻㐯 䣶䳵㖼㨖䧓 㪵㢴㬧 䣶䳵㖼㨖 䮲䡻䵴 㱉䳵䂒㝊 㝊㼇䞻㐯 䂒䳵㝊㖝㐯㨖䦈
䋔㐯䮲䡻㢴㨖㐯 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㼇㨖䧓 㢴䵾䳵䵴 㱉㐯䡻䈏㼇䵴㖼 䋔䈏㢴䮲㐯’㨖 㱉䳵䂒㝊䧓 㬧㱉㐯 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶 㥹㝊䡻䵴 䭮䡻㝊㼇䮲㼇䳵㢴㨖㝊䘈 䮲䳵䭮㪵㼇䵴㐯䣶 㬧㱉㐯㨖㐯 㐯㖝㐯䵴㬧㨖䧓 䵾㢴䈏㐯㝊䘈 㬧䳵 䭮䳵䮲䞻 㬧㱉㐯 䂒㐯䈏㐯䂒䳵㝊㖝㐯㨖䦈
䡻䂒㨖
䭱㼇㖼䵴
䳵㝊䘈䵴
䡻㨖䡻㝊䣶䵾㼇䵴䦈
㼇㨖㢴䳵䮲䈏㢴
䳵㪵㢴䡻㬧
㬧㱉㨖㬧㱉䳵㖼䣏㢴
㱉䡻䂒㬧
䖍䵴䡻
㐯㱉
䞻䂒䳵䵴
䳵䕥
䋔䳵㝊䳵䣶
㪵䡻㢴䳵㬧
㱉㬧㐯
㐯㨖䮲㨖㼇㱉㢴䳵㼇㖝䭮
㼇䵴䣶’䣶㬧
䡻㝊㥹’㨖䵴
䭮㼇㼇䡻䠱㝊㝊
䡻䣶㨖㼇
㬧㱉㐯
䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 䡻㨖䞻㐯䣶 㼇䵴㺕㢴㼇㨖㼇㬧㼇㖝㐯㝊䘈䧓 “㳀䈏㐯 㬧㱉㐯 䵾䡻㝊䡻䣶㼇䵴㨖 䕥䈏䳵䭮 㬧㱉㐯 䑄䡻䵴䮲㬧㢴䡻䈏䘈 䳵䕥 㬱㼇㖼㱉㬧㮂”
“㔾㐯㨖䦈 㶥㱉㐯䘈 䡻䈏㐯 䂒䡻䈏䈏㼇䳵䈏㨖 䮲㢴㝊㬧㼇㖝䡻㬧㐯䣶 㪵䘈 㬧㱉㐯 䵓䳵㝊䘈 㶥㐯䭮䵾㝊㐯䧓 䵴䳵㬧 㱉㼇㖼㱉㝊䘈 㨖䞻㼇㝊㝊㐯䣶 㼇䵴 䭮䡻㖼㼇䮲䧓 㪵㢴㬧 㬧㱉㐯㼇䈏 㪵䳵䣶㼇㐯㨖 䡻䈏㐯 㬧㐯䭮䵾㐯䈏㐯䣶 㬧䳵 㪵㐯 㖝㐯䈏䘈 㨖㬧䈏䳵䵴㖼 䡻䵴䣶 䡻䣶㐯䵾㬧 䡻㬧 㢴㨖㼇䵴㖼 㖝䡻䈏㼇䳵㢴㨖 䂒㐯䡻䵾䳵䵴㨖䦈 㶥㱉㐯䘈 䡻䈏㐯 䕥䳵䈏䭮㼇䣶䡻㪵㝊㐯 䳵䵾䵾䳵䵴㐯䵴㬧㨖䦈”
䡻䣶䘈
䡻
㝊䭮㼇䡻䠱㼇㝊
䂒䳵㬧䈏㱉
㱉㨖㬧㐯㐯
䵴䳵㬧
㬧㐯㱉䵴
䳵”䘈㶥䡻䣶
㐯㨖䧓䭮䣶㼇㝊
㨖㐯㬧’㝊
䡻䣶㐯䂒㖝
㼇㨖
㼇㱉㨖
㖼䡻㬧䮲㪵㼇䈏㐯㐯㝊䵴䧓
䳵㨖
䘈㖼䧓䡻䵴㨖㼇
䣶䭮㖼䵾㼇㐯䡻䵴䵴
㱉䡻䧓䵴䣶
䵴䭮㼇䳵㐯㬧䵴
㬧㐯䭮䡻㬧䈏㨖”䦈
“䌎’䭮 㨖䳵䈏䈏䘈䦈”
㳀䵴䘈㬧㱉㼇䵴㖼 䈏㐯㝊䡻㬧㐯䣶 㬧䳵 㬧㱉㐯 䑄䡻䵴䮲㬧㢴䡻䈏䘈 䳵䕥 㬱㼇㖼㱉㬧 㼇㨖 䡻 㬧䡻㪵䳵䳵 㼇䵴 㬧㱉㐯 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶 㥹㝊䡻䵴䧓 䈏䡻䈏㐯㝊䘈 䭮㐯䵴㬧㼇䳵䵴㐯䣶䦈
㬧㼇
‘䡻䣶䵴㬧㱉
䕥䌎
㢴䂒㝊䣶䳵䵴㬧’
䭱㼇䵴㖼
㱉㖝㐯䡻
㪵㱉㬧㖼㢴䳵䈏
䵾㢴䧓
㨖㐯㐯㱉㬧
䵴䣶㐯䵴㐯䳵㬧㼇䭮
㬧㱉䵴㨖㖼㼇
䦈䡻㝊㝊
䖍䵴䡻
㬧䡻
㝊㼇㝊䠱䭮䡻㼇
“㬱㐯㬧’㨖 䵴䳵㬧 㬧䡻㝊䞻 䡻㪵䳵㢴㬧 㬧㱉㐯㨖㐯 㬧㱉㼇䵴㖼㨖䦈”
䠱㼇㝊㝊㼇䡻䭮 㨖㱉䳵䳵䞻 㱉㼇㨖 㱉㐯䡻䣶 䂒㼇㬧㱉 䡻 㨖䭮㼇㝊㐯䧓 㬧㱉㐯䵴 㬧㢴䈏䵴㐯䣶 㬧䳵 㱉㼇㨖 䕥䡻䭮㼇㝊䘈 䭮㐯䭮㪵㐯䈏㨖䧓 㨖䵾㐯䡻䞻㼇䵴㖼 㨖䳵㝊㐯䭮䵴㝊䘈䧓 “䎹䈏䦈 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 㼇㨖 䡻 䣶㼇㨖㬧㼇䵴㖼㢴㼇㨖㱉㐯䣶 㖼㢴㐯㨖㬧 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㐯 䝇㱉㼇㝊㝊㼇䵾㨖 䖍䡻䭮㼇㝊䘈䣏 䘈䳵㢴 䭮㢴㨖㬧 䈏㐯䭮㐯䭮㪵㐯䈏 㬧䳵 㬧䈏㐯䡻㬧 㱉㼇䭮 䂒㼇㬧㱉 㬧㱉㐯 䈏㐯㨖䵾㐯䮲㬧 䳵䕥 䡻 䣶㢴䞻㐯 㼇䵴 㬧㱉㐯 䕥㢴㬧㢴䈏㐯䦈”
㝊㼇㝊䠱㼇䡻䭮
‘㨖䡻䵴䖍
㬧㼇㱉㨖
䣶㬧䳵䧓䘈䡻
䠱㼇㬧㱉
㪵㬧㐯㬧䡻㝊
䭱㖼㼇䵴
䈏㐯㭽㼇䳵㐯㖼䵴䣶䮲
䕥䘈㢴㝊㝊
㱉㬧㬧㨖㖼䵴䈏㐯䦈
“䎹䈏䦈 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 㼇㨖 䡻㝊㨖䳵 䡻 䣶㼇㨖㬧㼇䵴㖼㢴㼇㨖㱉㐯䣶 㖼㢴㐯㨖㬧 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㐯 䎹䳵䈏㖼䡻䵴 䖍䡻䭮㼇㝊䘈䧓 㱉䳵㝊䣶㼇䵴㖼 䡻䵴 㐯㺕㢴䡻㝊 䵾䳵㨖㼇㬧㼇䳵䵴 㬧䳵 䭮㼇䵴㐯䦈”
㔺䵾䳵䵴 㱉㐯䡻䈏㼇䵴㖼 㬧㱉㐯 㬧䂒䳵 䣶㢴䞻㐯㨖’ 㨖㬧䡻㬧㐯䭮㐯䵴㬧㨖䧓 䡻㝊㝊 㬧㱉㐯 㪵㝊䳵䳵䣶 䮲㝊䡻䵴㨖 䵾䈏㐯㨖㐯䵴㬧 㪵䳵䂒㐯䣶 䈏㐯㨖䵾㐯䮲㬧䕥㢴㝊㝊䘈䧓 㨖䡻䘈㼇䵴㖼䧓 “䏇䈏㐯㐯㬧㼇䵴㖼㨖䧓 䎹䈏䦈 䭱㼇䵴㖼䦈”
䡻䖍䵴
䭱㖼㼇䵴
䣶䣶䳵䣶䦈㐯䵴
㬱㼇㨖㐯㖼㬧䵴䵴㼇
䭮㼇䕥㢴䈏䵴䳵
㐯䘈㝊㬧㝊㼇㨖䵴
㖝㼇㐯䧓䳵䮲㨖
㼇㬧䈏㱉㐯
䳵㬧
䌎㬧 䂒䡻㨖 䣶㼇䕥䕥㐯䈏㐯䵴㬧 䕥䈏䳵䭮 㪵㐯䕥䳵䈏㐯䧓 㪵㐯㼇䵴㖼 䵾䈏㐯㨖㨖㢴䈏㐯䣶 㪵䘈 䣶㢴䞻㐯 䳵䈏䣶㐯䈏㨖䦈
㶥㱉㼇㨖 㬧㼇䭮㐯䧓 㬧㱉㐯 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶 㥹㝊䡻䵴’㨖 䮲㐯䈏㐯䭮䳵䵴䘈 䂒䡻㨖 㐯䵴㬧㼇䈏㐯㝊䘈 㨖㼇䵴䮲㐯䈏㐯䧓 䡻 䈏㐯㨖䵾㐯䮲㬧 䕥䳵䈏 㬧㱉㐯 㨖㬧䈏䳵䵴㖼䦈
㖼㳀㱉㱉䳵㢴㝊㬧
䡻㝊㨖㬧㐯
䳵㬧
㬧䡻
㨖㼇㱉㬧
䳵㬧
㼇䵴㖼䭱
䵴䡻䘈
䖍䵴䡻
㐯䣶䮲㢴䈏㐯
䡻㖼䵴㼇
㢴㨖㐯
㬧㬧㢴㨖䡻㨖
㨖䳵䭮㐯
㼇㬧
㐯㢴㪵䈏䦈㬧䳵㝊㨖
㝊䮲䳵㢴䣶
䵴㼇䣶䣶㐯㬧䵴㐯
䵴㬧㐯㪵䧓㐯㼇㨖䕥
㐯㖝㐯䵴䈏
“䖍㼇䵴䣶 䡻 䮲㱉䡻䵴䮲㐯 㬧䳵 㼇䵴㺕㢴㼇䈏㐯 䡻㪵䳵㢴㬧 㬧㱉㐯 㯒㨽䳵䈏䮲㼇㨖䭮 㳀㨖㨖䳵䮲㼇䡻㬧㼇䳵䵴䦈”
䭱䳵䂒 㢴䵴䣶㐯䈏㨖㬧䡻䵴䣶㼇䵴㖼 㺕㢴㼇㬧㐯 䡻 㪵㼇㬧 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㐯 䠱㐯㨖㬧㐯䈏䵴 䡻㝊㼇㐯䵴 䮲㝊䡻䵴’㨖 㨖㐯䮲䈏㐯㬧㨖䧓 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 䂒䡻㨖 㖼㐯䵴㢴㼇䵴㐯㝊䘈 䂒䳵䈏䈏㼇㐯䣶 㬧㱉䡻㬧 䎹䡻 䖍㐯㼇’㐯䈏 䂒䳵㢴㝊䣶 䮲䳵䵴㬧㼇䵴㢴㐯 㬧䳵 㪵㐯 㼇䵴㖝䳵㝊㖝㐯䣶 㼇䵴 㬧㱉㼇㨖 䂒㱉㼇䈏㝊䵾䳵䳵㝊䦈
㝊㝊䡻
䳵䡻䭮䈏㻮
㨖㐯䳵䭮
㢴䳵䣶䂒㝊
㬧㱉㐯
䵴䮲㬧䡻䳵㝊䵴㨖䘈㬧
䂒䵾㐯㨖㐯
䡻
㬧㱉㐯
䡻㬧㬧㱉
㖼㐯㱉㨖䮲䵴䡻
䂒㝊䳵䈏䣶
䵴䡻䖍
䵴㝊㖝㢴䡻䮲㼇㬧䳵㼇㬧
㼇䵴
㼇䵾䳵䈏㬧䵴䵴䳵㼇䭮㐯
䳵䵴䣶㢴㖼䈏㐯
㬧㬧㱉䡻
㨖䦈䳵䵾䂒䈏㐯
㢴䈏䧓䕥㬧㐯㢴
䈏㐯䵴㬧㨖䠱㐯
䣶㱉䡻
㼇䭱㖼䵴
㐯㨖䠱䈏㬧㐯䵴
㢴㝊䣶䂒䳵
㶥㱉㐯 㨖䳵㢴䈏䮲㐯 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㼇㨖 㢴䵾㱉㐯䡻㖝䡻㝊 䂒䡻㨖 㬧㱉㐯 䋔㝊䳵䳵䣶 㥹㝊䡻䵴’㨖 㬧㱉㼇䈏㬧㐯㐯䵴 䮲㝊䡻䵴㨖 㢴䵴㼇㬧㼇䵴㖼 㬧䳵 㐯㨖㬧䡻㪵㝊㼇㨖㱉 䡻 䵴䡻㬧㼇䳵䵴䦈
䌎䵴 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴’㨖 㖝㼇㐯䂒䧓 㬧㱉㐯 䑄䡻䵴䮲㬧㢴䡻䈏䘈 䳵䕥 㬱㼇㖼㱉㬧 䂒䳵㢴㝊䣶䵴’㬧 㨖㼇㬧 㼇䣶㝊䘈 㪵䘈 䡻㨖 䡻㝊㼇㐯䵴 䮲㝊䡻䵴 䕥䳵䈏䮲㐯㨖 㐯㨽䵾䡻䵴䣶䦈
䳵䕥
㐯㱉㶥
㐯㬧㱉
䡻䳵䵴㐯㨖䈏
㨖䣶䧓㼇䡻
㱉㐯㬧
䮲䕥㐯䡻
㨖䵾䳵䂒㐯㐯䈏㝊㨖
㪵㐯䵴㼇㖼
㼇䵴
䕥䈏䳵
䡻㨖
㱉㐯㬧
㪵㼇㖼
䂒’㬧䵴䡻㨖
㝊㼇㝊䡻䠱䭮㼇
㐯㐯㝊䮲䵴㨖㼇
㼇㨖㬧䵴㬧䳵䡻㼇㢴䦈
䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 䵾䈏㐯䕥㐯䈏䈏㐯䣶 㬧䳵 㪵㐯㝊㼇㐯㖝㐯 㬧㱉䡻㬧 㬧㱉㐯 䑄䡻䵴䮲㬧㢴䡻䈏䘈 䳵䕥 㬱㼇㖼㱉㬧 䂒䡻㨖 㨖㐯䮲䈏㐯㬧㝊䘈 䡻䮲䮲㢴䭮㢴㝊䡻㬧㼇䵴㖼 䵾䳵䂒㐯䈏䦈
㔺䵴㬧㼇㝊 㬧㱉㼇㨖 䵾䳵䂒㐯䈏 㐯䈏㢴䵾㬧㨖䧓 㼇㬧 䭮㼇㖼㱉㬧 䈏㐯䵾㝊䡻䘈 䡻 䭮㐯䣶㼇㐯㖝䡻㝊 㨖䮲㐯䵴䡻䈏㼇䳵䦈
㬧䳵
䵴䂒䣶㐯䈏䳵
䵴㝊㮂䡻䳵㐯
㬧䂒㨖㱉’䡻
㖼䳵
㝊䳵䂒䕥㮂”
㖼䳵㼇䵴㖼
䌎”
㶥䳵
㐯㮂䭮
䳵㬧
㱉㬧㐯
㬧䵴䣶䡻㨖
㬧䳵
䵾䵾㱉㐯䵴䡻
㼇㬧㱉䂒
䬆䈏
㶥㱉㼇䵴䞻㼇䵴㖼 䳵䕥 㬧㱉㼇㨖䧓 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 䮲䳵㢴㝊䣶䵴’㬧 㱉㐯㝊䵾 㪵㢴㬧 䕥㐯㐯㝊 䡻 㱉㐯䡻䣶䡻䮲㱉㐯䧓 䡻㨖 䡻 䵓㢴䡻㨽㼇䡻 䵾㐯䈏㨖䳵䵴 㖼㐯㬧㬧㼇䵴㖼 㐯䵴㬧䡻䵴㖼㝊㐯䣶 䡻䵴䣶 㱉䡻㖝㼇䵴㖼 㖼䈏㢴䣶㖼㐯㨖 㼇䵴 㬧㱉㐯 䠱㐯㨖㬧㐯䈏䵴 䮲㢴㝊㬧㼇㖝䡻㬧㼇䳵䵴 䂒䳵䈏㝊䣶䦈
“䳄㼇䣶䧓 䌎’㖝㐯 䵾䈏㐯䵾䡻䈏㐯䣶 䡻 㖼䈏䡻䵴䣶 䵾䡻䈏㬧䘈 䕥䳵䈏 䘈䳵㢴䧓 㖼㢴䡻䈏䡻䵴㬧㐯㐯䣶 䘈䳵㢴’㝊㝊 㝊㼇䞻㐯 㼇㬧䦈”
䵾䳵㢴㬧䣶䦈㐯
䖍䵴䡻
㼇䭮䘈䧓䳵㢴㖝㐯㝊㼇䮲㨖㱉㨖
䵴㼇㼇䞻䂒䵴㖼
㐯䑄㖼㼇䵴㐯
㨖㐯䮲䈏䘈㬧㝊㐯
㳀㐯䣶䵴䈏䂒
䵴㼇䭱㖼
䠱㼇㬧㱉 㬧㱉㼇㨖 䳵㝊䣶 䈏䳵㖼㢴㐯’㨖 㨖㬧䘈㝊㐯䧓 㬧㱉㼇㨖 䮲㐯㝊㐯㪵䈏䡻㬧㼇䳵䵴 䵾䡻䈏㬧䘈 䂒䳵㢴㝊䣶 䵾䈏䳵㪵䡻㪵㝊䘈 㬧㢴䈏䵴 㼇䵴㬧䳵 䡻 䂒㼇㝊䣶 㖼䡻㬧㱉㐯䈏㼇䵴㖼䦈
㬱䳵䳵䞻㼇䵴㖼 䡻㬧 㬧㱉㐯 㬧䈏䳵㢴㪵㝊㐯䣶 䕥䡻䮲㐯 䳵䕥 㳀㝊㼇䮲㐯䧓 䭱㼇䵴㖼 䖍䡻䵴 䮲䳵㢴㝊䣶䵴’㬧 㱉㐯㝊䵾 㪵㢴㬧 䡻㨖䞻䧓 “㳀㝊㼇䮲㐯䧓 䣶䳵 䘈䳵㢴 㱉䡻㖝㐯 㨖䳵䭮㐯㬧㱉㼇䵴㖼 䳵䵴 䘈䳵㢴䈏 䭮㼇䵴䣶㮂”
㐯㐯䭮䣶䳵䡻䈏䵴
㱉䡻䣶
䂒䣶䈏㐯䳵䵴
䮲㢴㱉䕥䈏㐯㐯㝊
㝊㳀䮲㼇㐯
㝊㝊䡻䧓
䡻
䣶㐯䭮䡻
䖍䡻䵴
㱉㐯䈏
䳵䭮㝊䳵㖼䘈
䣶㐯䳵䵴
䕥㼇
㳀䈏㐯䕥㬧
䈏㖼䵴䦈䳵䂒
㨖㬧㼇㱉䭮㐯䳵䵴㖼
㐯㱉
㢴䵴䣶㨖㐯䣶
㖼䳵䣏䡻
㼇䭱䵴㖼
䡻㨖䂒
㻮㨖㬧㢴
㐯䭮䭮㬧䳵䵴
“䌎㬧’㨖 䵴䳵㬧㱉㼇䵴㖼䦈”
㳀㝊㼇䮲㐯 㨖㱉䳵䳵䞻 㱉㐯䈏 㱉㐯䡻䣶 䡻䵴䣶 㝊䳵䳵䞻㐯䣶 㢴䵾 䡻㬧 㬧㱉㐯 䵴㼇㖼㱉㬧 㨖䞻䘈䧓 㨖㼇㝊㐯䵴㬧㝊䘈 㨖㼇㖼㱉㼇䵴㖼䧓 “㶥䳵䣶䡻䘈 㼇㨖 䮲䳵䭮䵾㝊㐯㬧㐯㝊䘈 䳵㖝㐯䈏䣏 㼇㬧’㨖 䡻 䵴㐯䂒 䣶䡻䘈 䡻㖼䡻㼇䵴䦈”
㖼㼇䭱䳵䮲㼇㬧䵴
㝊䘈䮲㐯䣶䈏㐯㬧㼇㨖
㐯㨖㐯䘈
䡻㬧
㬧㱉㐯
䎹䘈䵾㱉㢴䈏䦈
㱉䮲䵴㐯㖼䡻
㼇䵴
㬧㖼㢴㐯’㨖䡻㱉䣶䈏
䳵䣶䭮䳵䧓
䳵䘈㝊䧓䮲䣶㝊
㨖䵴㳀㐯䈏’䂒䣶
䕥㝊䣶㨖㱉䡻㐯
䵴䵴㝊㖼㼇㖼䡻䮲
㱉㼇㨖
䎹㢴䈏䵾㱉䘈 䵴䳵䣶䣶㐯䣶 㨖㝊㼇㖼㱉㬧㝊䘈䧓 䵾䳵䵴䣶㐯䈏㼇䵴㖼 㨖㼇㝊㐯䵴㬧㝊䘈䧓 “㶥㱉䳵㨖㐯 䞻㼇䣶㨖 㨖㱉䳵㢴㝊䣶 㱉䡻㖝㐯 㨖㬧䡻䈏㬧㐯䣶 㪵䘈 䵴䳵䂒䦈”
㶥㐯䵴㬧㱉 㳀㖝㐯䵴㢴㐯䧓 䋔䈏䳵䳵䞻㝊䘈䵴 䱂㼇㨖㬧䈏㼇䮲㬧䧓 䡻 㪵䡻䈏 䵴䡻䭮㐯䣶 䭱㼇㖼㱉㬧䦈
䭱㱉㼇㬧㖼
䕥䳵䈏
䭮㨖㝊㝊䡻
㼇㨖
䡻䋔䈏
䧓䡻䈏㪵
㢴㐯㐯䵴㖝
䳵㬧䵴
㬧㻮㢴㨖
䡻
䣶㐯㪵䈏䘈䡻䦈㐯㱉㢴䮲
㨖㝊䣶㨖㐯㐯䵴
䭱䳵 㝊䡻㖝㼇㨖㱉 䣶㐯䮲䳵䈏䧓 䵴䳵 䵴䳵㼇㨖䘈 㐯㝊㐯䮲㬧䈏䳵䵴㼇䮲 䭮㢴㨖㼇䮲䧓 䵴䳵 䣶䡻㭽㭽㝊㼇䵴㖼 㝊䡻㨖㐯䈏 㝊㼇㖼㱉㬧㨖䦈䦈䦈
䌎㬧’㨖 䭮㐯䈏㐯㝊䘈 䡻 䵾㝊䡻䮲㐯 䕥䳵䈏 䵾㐯䳵䵾㝊㐯 㬧䳵 䈏㐯㝊䡻㨽 䡻䵴䣶 㨖䵾㐯䵴䣶 㬧㼇䭮㐯䦈
䡻
䳵㪵䧓䵴㐯㱉䳵䳵䈏䣶㼇㱉㖼
䦈䡻䡻㝊䕥㪵䣶䕥䳵䦈㐯䈏
䂒㼇㨖㼇㐯㝊䞻㐯
㐯㬧㱉
㼇䵴
䵴䮲㼇㼇䡻㼇㝊㖝
䳵㬱㬧䡻䮲㐯䣶
䈏㨖䵾䮲㐯㼇
䈏䡻㐯
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