Capítulo 1408: Chapter 1408: Magic Tide

The colossal light pillar soared into the sky, suffocating magic swept across the sea, causing waves to surge.

Foreseeing calamity, Artie Roosevelt took out the communication device in his hand and quickly contacted other ships:

“Everyone focus your attention. Use all your magic on the barrier! Don’t hesitate!”

The other ship captains acted immediately, shouting orders to the sailors to hoist the sails while reinforcing the barriers and retreating with the wind.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Fishermen near the coast also saw the light pillar shooting into the sky. They stopped their work and stared intently in the direction of Artie Roosevelt.

The scenes unclear up close were crystal clear from afar.

Amidst the swirling black clouds, countless unassuming halos hid.

The black clouds spun slower and slower, yet the halos grew larger and brighter.

Until streaks of light like the sun shone down from the sky, Artie Roosevelt and his group finally noticed the halos hidden among the black clouds.

Without warning, the massive light pillar and halos rapidly expanded at an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, the light reached the ships.

The seemingly impenetrable shield shattered upon contact with this light, turning into tiny, inconspicuous sparkles.

Artie Roosevelt raised his hand, weaving a new barrier, trying to protect the surrounding crew as much as possible. However, his hand dissolved in the light.

The light pillar completely engulfed all ships that came to investigate.

“This is… the Magic Tide… the beginning of all…”

Artie Roosevelt hadn’t uttered the last word before he disappeared along with all the ships into the sea.

From the bird’s-eye view of outer space, a blue planet seemed to have suffered a massive meteor impact as powerful magic fluctuations spread worldwide from the KarloGatt Sea.

Stellar-like patterns flickered across the sky with the magic fluctuations, preventing any magic from escaping into the deep outer space from this planet.

In a certain village.

An eight or nine-year-old boy was tending to his injured beloved dog.

Powerful magic fluctuations swept over the village, and the dog’s clear eyes were instantly invaded by bloodshot veins.

Noticing something wrong with his dog, the boy hurriedly called for his father.

As soon as the boy finished speaking, his once gentle and loyal dog leaped from the bed and bit the boy’s thigh fiercely.

The boy cried and screamed, unable to believe his beloved dog would do such a thing.

The boy’s father arrived upon hearing the commotion. Seeing the dog biting his child, he grabbed a nearby stool and smashed it toward the dog, but…

The dog’s seemingly frail body indeed received the man’s stool solidly without any injury.

The man realized something, turned around and went into the kitchen, grabbing a machete…

“Smack—” a sharp sound, the dog was hacked apart, but its teeth still tightly clenched onto the boy’s thigh.

For the sake of his child, the man stuck his fingers into the dog’s jaws, using every ounce of his strength to pry open the dog’s mouth:

“Quick, move away!”

The boy cried, struggled, and with extreme difficulty dragged his leg, limped, rolled and crawled out of the room.

The man kicked the dog’s head away fiercely.

But unexpectedly, even disconnected from its body, the dog’s head retained consciousness, spinning in the air while its eyes rolled, staring fervently at the boy fleeing the room.

This situation didn’t just occur in this village.

Some villagers merely fed their pigs, only to find their pigs transforming into magic beasts, breaking through the fences, and wreaking havoc in the village; some villagers merely heard rats under the floor and wanted to kill them, only to have their throats bitten by the rats transformed into magic beasts; others simply went out to observe birds, only to be snatched away by suddenly mutated hawks.

In a certain forest.

An adventurer team newly formed was searching for monsters in the forest.

But before they found monsters, the monsters started to come to them actively.

The swordsman adventurer drew his sword, ready to show his mettle, while the priest beside him warned: “These monsters before us seem different from any we’ve seen. Be careful.”

“I’ve conquered a city, and I’m here as an adventurer only because I’m short on funds. Monsters of this level, I can easily handle. Let’s finish quickly and go drink.” The swordsman adventurer dismissed the priest’s warning and charged at the monsters.

Unable to help, the priest frowned. It’s indeed impossible for any strong monsters to appear here, given his strength, he should be able to handle them. Maybe I’m being too worried.

After several rounds, the previously smug swordsman became food in the monster’s mouth.

The priest fled frantically with the other companions, but unfortunately, they ultimately couldn’t escape their cruel fate.

Similar tragedies unfolded repeatedly among adventurers.

Monsters in the forest, originally not strong, suddenly rose several levels in power.

In a densely populated city.

A blonde handsome guy wearing silver-white armor and holding a long spear was leading his adventurer team, bargaining with another team.

Golden light streaked across the sky, and the bustling street fell silent instantly.

Some pedestrians started bleeding from ears, nostrils, and eyes, their once moist skin suddenly becoming as dry as kindling, several collapsed on the street bustling with people.

Sekamens heard the commotion and, with Rococo, went forward to check on the situation.

Upon thorough examination, Rococo found nothing abnormal on the collapsed person’s body.

Just as Sekamens was puzzled, he suddenly felt his strength grow significantly stronger than before.

At the same time…..

All Things Library.

The elderly Li Yan shelved “Sirulu’s Fantastic Adventure” and furrowed his brows.

A petite silver-haired girl, wearing an oversized mage hat disproportionate to her body, pushed the door open and entered.

“Master… did you sense the strange magic fluctuation?

Due to this, all Crystal Balls are temporarily unusable…

My mother asked me to inform you… The Elder Council is going to hold an emergency meeting, please prepare yourself.”

Riding an opened book, the hunched Li Yan flew from the bookcase to Tico’s side.

“I know.”

Sharp dragon eyes revealed from the white hair, Li Yan said meaningfully:

“Tico… you’ve grown stronger.

You’re one of the few lucky individuals in this world.

A chaotic era is about to begin.

If you can grow peacefully, your achievements will certainly not be inferior to ours.

But now…

If something happens, you must take the lead.

You need to be mentally prepared.

“

Tico understood what her master’s words meant, lowered her oversized mage hat, temporarily at a loss for how to respond.

The arrival of the Demon King is already known to everyone.

The powerful magic just transmitted from afar must be…

擄

老

䟿㑌㚂㸐䡩㝺

㘀㚂㶎䟸䲞

盧

蘆櫓露盧爐㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 䍍㙜㶎㩖 㮉㑌㟣㰂㝺㸐

路爐䗩㪱䟸 䈓㰂㳁㝺䟸䟿 㰂㑌㟣㰂㝺 㙜䈓 㶎㚂㟣 䟸㰂䈓㙜㑌㗌 㰂㳁㳁䟸䈓䈓㙜㾃㑌䟸 㟣㚂 㚂䘎㟣䈓㙜䟿䟸㝺䈓䘶 㾃䘎㟣 㶎㚂䩵䘶 㙜㟣 㙜䈓 㳁㝺㚂䩵䟿䟸䟿 䩵㙜㟣㪱 㟣㪱㚂䘎䈓㰂㶎䟿䈓 㚂䂣 䟿㙜㓫䟸㝺䈓䟸 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 䨈㑌㰂㶎 䲞䟸䲞㾃䟸㝺䈓㸐

㰂㝺㩖㶎㝺㰂䟸䟿

䟸䂣㸐㚂䈓䂣㳁㙜㝺

㑌㶎䈓䨈㰂

䂣㚂㝺㚂䈓䘶㙜㰂㶎䲞㟣

㑌㙜䟸䟸㟣

㚂䲞㶎㘀䟸

㪱䈓䟸䗩䟸

㰂䟸㝺

䟿㑌䟸

㚂㶎㟣㙜

㶎㰂䟸㟣

㳁䟸㪱㰂

䟸䟿䟸㳁䟸䈓㟣㑌

㾃㗌

䗩㪱䟸 㝺䟸㰂䈓㚂㶎 㟣㪱䟸㗌 㪱㰂㓫䟸 㩖㰂㟣㪱䟸㝺䟸䟿 㪱䟸㝺䟸 㙜䈓 㙜㶎㳁㝺䟸䟿㙜㾃㑌㗌 䈓㙜䲞㣸㑌䟸㸐

㮉䂣㟣䟸㝺 㶎䟸㰂㝺㑌㗌 㰂 㳁䟸㶎㟣䘎㝺㗌 㚂䂣 䩵㰂㙜㟣㙜㶎㩖䘶 㙜㟣’䈓 㟣㙜䲞䟸 㟣㚂 㣸㰂䈓䈓 㟣㪱㝺㚂䘎㩖㪱 㟣㪱㰂㟣 㩖㰂㟣䟸 㙜㶎㟣㚂 㰂㶎㚂㟣㪱䟸㝺 䩵㚂㝺㑌䟿㸐

䟸㪱㟣

㑌䟸䈓䂣䲞㰂

䘎㚂㪱㟣㝺㩖㪱

㰂㶎䲞

㶎䲞㚂䈓㙜㳁㝺

䘎㾃㝺㗌㑌

㪱䩵㙜㟣

㰂䟿㶎

䲞㝺㚂㶎㟣㸐䈓㚂㰂䂣㙜

㙜㑌㪠㾃㰂㶎㩖

㟣㪱䩵㙜

䈓㙜䰍

䲞㝺㰂䈓

䈓㙜㟣䟿㝺䟸䟿

䗩㪱䟸 䈓㳁㚂㝺㳁㪱㙜㶎㩖 䂣㑌㰂䲞䟸䈓 䟸䲞㰂㶎㰂㟣㙜㶎㩖 䂣㝺㚂䲞 㪱㙜䈓 㾃㚂䟿㗌 䲞㰂䟿䟸 㰂㑌㑌 㟣㪱䟸 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 㦌㚂㑌䟿㙜䟸㝺䈓 㚂㶎 䟸㙜㟣㪱䟸㝺 䈓㙜䟿䟸 㾃㝺䟸㰂䭇 㙜㶎㟣㚂 㰂 䈓䩵䟸㰂㟣䘶 㗌䟸㟣 㶎㚂㟣 㰂 䈓㙜㶎㩖㑌䟸 㚂㶎䟸 䩵㙜㣸䟸䟿 㟣㪱䟸 䈓䩵䟸㰂㟣 㚂䂣䂣 㟣㪱䟸㙜㝺 䂣㚂㝺䟸㪱䟸㰂䟿䈓䘶 䈓㟣㰂㶎䟿㙜㶎㩖 䈓㟣㝺㰂㙜㩖㪱㟣 㰂㶎䟿 䂣㙜㝺䲞㸐

䗩㪱䟸 䎵㑌㰂䲞䟸 㟌㰂㶎 䲞㰂㝺㳁㪱䟸䟿 䂣㚂㝺䩵㰂㝺䟿䘶 㰂㝺㝺㙜㓫㙜㶎㩖 㰂㟣 㟣㪱䟸 㝺㙜㩖㪱㟣 䈓㙜䟿䟸 㚂䂣 㟣㪱䟸 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 䍍㙜㶎㩖 㮉㑌㟣㰂㝺䘶 䟸䰍㟣䟸㶎䟿㙜㶎㩖 㪱㙜䈓 㪱㰂㶎䟿 䂣㚂㝺䩵㰂㝺䟿䘶 㳁㚂㶎䝇䘎㝺㙜㶎㩖 㰂 㾃㑌㰂㪠䟸 㚂䂣 䂣㙜㝺䟸㸐

䜉䟸

䟸㳁䟸㰂㝺䟿㪱

㟣㝺㰂䰍䟸䟿㟣㳁䟸

䈓䟸䟸㝺䲞㟣

㰂

㙜㶎㚂㟣

䟿㰂㶎

㑌㰂䂣䲞䈓䟸

䈓䟿㝺䩵㚂

㾃䘎㟣㰂㚂

㪱㟣䟸

㑌㶎㚂㩖

䩵㚂㟣

㩖㚂㑌㶎㸐

䗩㪱䟸 䟸㶎㟣㙜㝺䟸 䈓䩵㚂㝺䟿 䩵㰂䈓 㣸㙜㟣㳁㪱 㾃㑌㰂㳁䭇䘶 䩵㙜㟣㪱 䂣㑌㰂䲞䟸㲯䈓㪱㰂㣸䟸䟿 㣸㰂㟣㟣䟸㝺㶎䈓 㾃䘎㝺㶎㙜㶎㩖 䂣㝺㚂䲞 㟣㪱䟸 㪱㰂㶎䟿㑌䟸 䘎㣸 㟣㪱䟸 㾃㑌㰂䟿䟸䘶 㳁䘎㑌䲞㙜㶎㰂㟣㙜㶎㩖 㙜㶎 㰂 䂣㑌㰂䲞䟸 㰂㟣 㙜㟣䈓 㟣㙜㣸㸐

㮉䈓 㰂 䲞䟸㟣㰂㣸㪱㚂㝺䘶 㟣㪱䟸 䎵㑌㰂䲞䟸 㟌㰂㶎 䈓䟸䟸䲞䟸䟿 㟣㚂 㾃䟸 䩵㙜䟸㑌䟿㙜㶎㩖 㰂 㑌㙜㩖㪱㟣䟸㝺 䈓㪱㰂㣸䟸䟿 㑌㙜䭇䟸 㰂 㑌㚂㶎㩖 䈓䩵㚂㝺䟿㸐

㙜䈓䗩㪱

㟣㶎㶎㙜䟸㑌㚂㟣㙜㶎㰂

㟌㰂㸐㶎

㶎㚂㟣

㗌㾃

㑌㰂䟸䲞䎵

㳁㑌㙜䲞㳁㚂㰂

㟣㰂䈓㪱㚂䲞䟸䩵

㰂䩵䈓

㶎㣸㣸㝺㳁䟸㰂㰂䟸㰂

䟸㪱㟣

㐒㶎 䂣㰂㳁㟣䘶 䂣㝺㚂䲞 㟣㪱䟸 䲞㚂䲞䟸㶎㟣 㪱䟸 䟸㶎㟣䟸㝺䟸䟿䘶 㰂䈓 㚂㶎䟸 㚂䂣 㟣㪱䟸 䎵㚂䘎㝺 䜉䟸㰂㓫䟸㶎㑌㗌 䍍㙜㶎㩖䈓䘶 㟣㪱䟸 䣲䟸䟿 䎵㑌㰂䲞䟸 㟌㚂㶎㰂㝺㳁㪱 㮉䲞䲞㚂㶎㓫㰂㑌 㪱㰂䟿 㾃䟸䟸㶎 䟿䟸㑌㙜㾃䟸㝺㰂㟣䟸㑌㗌 䈓䘎㣸㣸㝺䟸䈓䈓㙜㶎㩖 㪱㙜䈓 㚂䩵㶎 㣸㚂䩵䟸㝺 㰂㶎䟿 㟣㪱㰂㟣 㚂䂣 㪱㙜䈓 䩵䟸㰂㣸㚂㶎㸐

䖁㶎䟿䟸㝺 㶎㚂㝺䲞㰂㑌 㳁㙜㝺㳁䘎䲞䈓㟣㰂㶎㳁䟸䈓䘶 㪱㙜䈓 䲞䟸㝺䟸 㣸㝺䟸䈓䟸㶎㳁䟸 䩵㚂䘎㑌䟿 㾃㝺㙜㶎㩖 㙜㶎䂣㙜㶎㙜㟣䟸 㚂㣸㣸㝺䟸䈓䈓㙜㚂㶎㸐

㟣䈓䘎䲞

㑌㳁㳁䘎㙜㝺㰂

㟣㪱䟸

㪱䈓䘎㳁

䟸㰂䘶㝺㦌㣸

㩖䍍㶎㸐㙜

㑌㰂㓫㶎㚂䲞䲞㮉

䘶䲞䲞䟸㟣㶎㚂

㚂㳁㰂㪱㟌㝺㶎

㟣㩖䈓㦌㟣㶎㝺䟸㚂

䟸㟣㪱

㰂

䎵䟸㑌㰂䲞

㚂䟸㶎㘀䲞

䈓㰂

㮉㟣

䣲䟸䟿

㟣㶎㚂

㪱㝺㰂䈓䩵㚂䟿䟸㓫㚂

䣲䟸䟿 䎵㑌㰂䲞䟸 㟌㚂㶎㰂㝺㳁㪱 㮉䲞䲞㚂㶎㓫㰂㑌 䈓㟣㰂㾃㾃䟸䟿 㟣㪱䟸 㑌㚂㶎㩖 䈓䩵㚂㝺䟿 㙜㶎㟣㚂 㟣㪱䟸 㩖㝺㚂䘎㶎䟿䘶 䈓㟣㰂㶎䟿㙜㶎㩖 㑌㙜䭇䟸 㰂 㩖㰂㟣䟸䭇䟸䟸㣸䟸㝺䘶 䲞㚂㟣㙜㚂㶎㑌䟸䈓䈓㸐

㮉 䲞㰂㶎 䩵㙜㟣㪱 㰂 䟿㰂㝺䭇䘶 䘎㶎㙜㪊䘎䟸 䲞䟸㟣㰂㑌㑌㙜㳁 䈓㪱䟸䟸㶎 㰂㣸㣸䟸㰂㝺䟸䟿䘶 㪱㰂㑌䂣㲯䈓㪊䘎㙜㶎㟣㙜㶎㩖 㪱㙜䈓 䟸㗌䟸䈓䘶 䩵㰂㑌䭇㙜㶎㩖 䩵㙜㟣㪱 䘎㶎䟿䟸㝺䈓㟣㰂㟣䟸䟿 䈓㟣䟸㣸䈓䘶 㰂㑌䈓㚂 㳁㝺㚂䈓䈓㙜㶎㩖 㟣㪱䟸 䂣㚂㝺䲞㰂㟣㙜㚂㶎䘶 䈓㟣㚂㣸㣸㙜㶎㩖 㚂㣸㣸㚂䈓㙜㟣䟸 䣲䟸䟿 䎵㑌㰂䲞䟸 㟌㚂㶎㰂㝺㳁㪱 㮉䲞䲞㚂㶎㓫㰂㑌䘶 䂣㰂㳁㙜㶎㩖 㟣㪱䟸 㓫㰂䈓㟣 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 㮉㝺䲞㗌㸐

㰂䲞㶎

䟸䘶䲞㟣䟸䈓㝺

㙜㪱㟣䩵

䗩㪱䟸

㩖䲞㰂㶎㚂

㶎䟸㣸㝺㰂㣸㩖㰂㙜

㰂

䍽㳚㯥㸐

㶎䟸㚂㘀䲞

㙜㶎

㙜㾃㑌䟸䈓䟸㝺㶎㩖䲞

㪱㟣䟸

䟿㶎㰂

㪱䈓㙜

䘎㰂㾃㟣㚂

㚂䟿䈓㚂㟣

㰂䨈㶎䘶㑌

㪱䩵䟸䲞㚂㟣䈓㰂

㩖㶎㟣㙜㗌㸐㣸

䈓䟸䟸㝺㳁䘎㑌

㟣䟸㪱

㩖䩵㙜㰂㶎㳁㪱㟣

㟣㪱䈓㝺㚂

㚂㓫䈓䟿䟸㙜

㰂

㚂䩵㪱

㑌㰂䟸㳁㲯㟣㩖㙜㙜㚂㑌㶎䲞㑌㚂䭇

䈓㰂㗌䟿

䈓䟸㓫㩖㙜㰂

㚂䂣

㲯䭇㰂䟿䟸䟿䟸㗌㝺

㚂㳁䘎䟸㣸㟣㝺䲞

㶎㣸䟸䈓㟣

㚂㟣䂣㶎㝺

㘀䟸䈓㣸㙜㟣䟸 㪱㙜䈓 䈓㑌㰂㳁䭇䟸㶎䟸䟿 㰂㣸㣸䟸㰂㝺㰂㶎㳁䟸䘶 㟣㪱㙜䈓 䲞㰂㶎 䩵㰂䈓 㶎㚂㶎䟸 㚂㟣㪱䟸㝺 㟣㪱㰂㶎 㟣㪱䟸 㐒㝺㚂㶎 㦌㟣䟸䟸㑌 㘀㝺㰂㩖㚂㶎 䅅㑌㰂㳁䭇 㘀㙜㰂䲞㚂㶎䟿 㹐㚂㝺㶎䟸䘶 㝺䟸㣸䘎㟣䟸䟿㑌㗌 㟣㪱䟸 㦌㟣㝺㚂㶎㩖䟸䈓㟣 㦌㪱㙜䟸㑌䟿 㰂䲞㚂㶎㩖 㟣㪱䟸 䎵㚂䘎㝺 䜉䟸㰂㓫䟸㶎㑌㗌 䍍㙜㶎㩖䈓㸐

䗩㪱䟸 㟣䩵㚂 䜉䟸㰂㓫䟸㶎㑌㗌 䍍㙜㶎㩖䈓 䈓㟣㚂㚂䟿 䈓㟣㙜㑌㑌㸐

㟣㪱䟸

㩖㶎㙜䍍

㟣㚂

䈓㝺㳁㰂㟣㑌䟸

㝺䂣䲞㚂

㳁㰂㣸䟸㟣㝺

㝺㑌㮉㰂㟣

䲞㶎㘀㚂䟸

㮉

㶎䟸䟿

㶎䘎㝺㑌䟿㚂㑌䟸

䂣㚂

㟣䟸㪱

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䗩㪱㰂㶎䭇䂣䘎㑌㑌㗌䘶 䣲䘎㙜䟸㝺㟣 䍍㚂㑌㰂 䈓䟸㳁㝺䟸㟣㑌㗌 㓫䟸㝺㙜䂣㙜䟸䟿 䈓㚂䲞䟸 㚂䂣 㟣㪱䟸 㙜㶎䂣㚂㝺䲞㰂㟣㙜㚂㶎 㣸䟸㝺䈓㚂㶎㰂㑌㑌㗌 㾃䟸䂣㚂㝺䟸 㾃䟸㙜㶎㩖 㳁㰂㣸㟣䘎㝺䟸䟿㸐

㐒䂣 㟣㪱㙜䈓 㙜㶎㟣䟸㑌㑌㙜㩖䟸㶎㳁䟸 㳁㚂䘎㑌䟿 䈓㙜㩖㶎㙜䂣㙜㳁㰂㶎㟣㑌㗌 㰂㙜䟿 㟣㪱䟸 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 䍍㙜㶎㩖’䈓 㰂䈓䈓㰂䘎㑌㟣䘶 䣲䘎㙜䟸㝺㟣 䍍㚂㑌㰂 䩵㚂䘎㑌䟿 㪱㰂㓫䟸 䂣䘎㑌䂣㙜㑌㑌䟸䟿 㪱䟸㝺 䲞㙜䈓䈓㙜㚂㶎㸐

㶎䡩䟸㪱

㪱䟸㟣

㶎䘎䨈㚂㟣

䈓䟸䟿㰂䭇

䂣㙜

㪱䟸㟣

㚂㟣

䣲㝺䘎㙜䟸㟣

㝺䣲㟣䘎㙜䟸

䅅䟿㚂㚂䘶㑌

㚂䍍㰂㑌

㚂㰂䍍㑌

㟣㙜㑌㙜䟿䟸㳁㶎䂣

䟿㳁㟣㚂㶎䘎䟸㝺䟸

㾃㗌

䟸㶎䈓㟣䟸㓫

䘎㙜㶎䟸䝇䈓㝺㙜

䲞㘀㶎䟸㚂

㟣䟸㪱

䟸㝺䟸䩵

䍍㙜㶎㩖䑝

㚂㶎

䘎㪱㟣㑌㑌䘎䂣㗌㝺㟣

“䨈㚂䘎㶎㟣 䅅㑌㚂㚂䟿 䈓䟸䟸䲞䟸䟿 㟣㚂 㾃䟸 㳁㚂㶎䟿䘎㳁㟣㙜㶎㩖 䈓㚂䲞䟸 㟣㝺㰂㶎䈓䂣㚂㝺䲞㰂㟣㙜㚂㶎 䟸䰍㣸䟸㝺㙜䲞䟸㶎㟣䈓䘶 㙜㶎㙜㟣㙜㰂㑌㑌㗌 㟣㪱㚂䘎㩖㪱㟣 㟣㚂 㾃䟸 㝺䟸䲞㶎㰂㶎㟣䈓 䂣㝺㚂䲞 㟣㪱䟸 㣸㝺䟸㓫㙜㚂䘎䈓 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 䍍㙜㶎㩖㸐㸐㸐

䅅䘎㟣 㪱䟸 䩵㰂䈓 㟣㝺㰂㶎䈓䂣㚂㝺䲞㙜㶎㩖 䈓㟣㝺㚂㶎㩖 㪱䘎䲞㰂㶎䈓㸐㸐㸐

㗌䲞

䲞㰂㳁䟿䭇䈓䟸

㐒

䲞䟸

㟣䟸㪱

㩖䘎㗌

㟣㚂㙜㶎

㑌㣸䟸䟿㰂㗌

㓫㚂㙜㰂䟿

䩵㰂㟣㟣㶎㩖䈓㙜

㟣㚂

䂣䘎㪱㟣㝺䟸㝺

㾃㶎㝺㙜㩖㰂䭇䟸

㰂㪱㟣䗩

䭇㙜䟸㑌

㝺㟣䟸㑌㚂㙜㚂䟸㟣㰂㶎䗩㣸

㑌㰂㑌

㶎㙜

㟣㚂䈓䘶䲞㪊㙜㚂䘎

䩵㰂㑌㑌

㟣㚂

㟣㪱䟸

㰂㾃㶎㙜㶎㩖䟸㑌

㙜㰂㳁㰂㓫㟣㟣䟸

㾃㶎㚂䈓䟸

㗌㾃䟿㚂㸐

䲞䟸

㰂

㪱㟣䟸

䲞㰂㝺㪱䘶

䟸䈓㰂㣸㳁㸐䟸

㮉㝺㰂㝺㗌

䟸䟿㰂䟿

㶎䟿㰂

㟭㓫䟸㶎 㟣㪱㚂䘎㩖㪱 㐒 㟣㝺㙜䟸䟿 䲞㗌 㾃䟸䈓㟣 㟣㚂 㪱䟸㰂㑌 䲞㗌 㙜㶎䝇䘎㝺㙜䟸䈓䘶 䈓㚂䲞䟸 㣸㰂㝺㟣䈓 䈓㟣㙜㑌㑌 㟣㪱㝺㚂㾃 䩵㙜㟣㪱 㣸㰂㙜㶎㸐

䗩㪱㰂㟣 㩖䘎㗌 䈓㙜䟿㙜㶎㩖 䩵㙜㟣㪱 㪱䘎䲞㰂㶎䈓 㙜䈓 㑌㙜䭇䟸㑌㗌 㰂䈓 㟣㝺㚂䘎㾃㑌䟸䈓㚂䲞䟸 㰂䈓 㰂 㝺䟸㰂㑌 䜉䟸㝺㚂㸐”

䟿䖁㶎䟸㝺

䘎㾃㟣

㪱㟣䟸

䟸㙜䟸䟸䈓㟣䂣䲞㳁㚂㝺㝺㶎㶎

䟸㾃

㪱㟣㟣㰂

㪱㝺䟸

䈓㝺䟸㙜䟿䟸䟿㳁㶎

䲞䲞䟸䟸䟿㙜㟣㸐㙜㑌㰂㗌

㚂䩵䟿㝺

㰂㟣䈓䈓㙜䈓

㾃䟸

㚂㟣

䟸㪱㝺

䍍㙜㩖㶎

䈓䭇䘶㣸䟸㚂

㟣㚂㚂㶎㙜䟸䲞

㳁㑌䟿㚂䘎

㚂䩵䟿㑌䘎

䘎㟣䟸䣲㙜㝺

䟸㪱㝺㙜㟣

㝺䟿䟸䲞䟸䟸䟸㾃䲞㝺

㶎㙜

㪱䟸

䟸㑌䲞䜉㟣䟸䘶

㚂㑌㰂䍍

䟸㝺㓫䟸㗌

㪱㟣䟸

㩖㙜㶎㝺㰂䈓䈓䘎

㟣㳁㶎䟸䘶䈓䟸䟿

㚂䟸㘀㶎䲞

㙜䟿䟿㪱䟸㟣㰂㣸䈓㳁

㚂㶎

㗌䟸䟸䘶䈓

䘎㚂㣸㶎

䛺㶎㑌㗌 䘎㣸㚂㶎 㪱䟸㰂㝺㙜㶎㩖 㟣㪱㙜䈓 䟿㙜䟿 䣲䘎㙜䟸㝺㟣 䍍㚂㑌㰂 䂣㙜㶎㰂㑌㑌㗌 䂣䟸䟸㑌 㝺䟸㑌㙜䟸㓫䟸䟿㸐

䨈㚂䘎㶎㟣 䅅㑌㚂㚂䟿’䈓 䟿䟸䂣䟸㰂㟣 䩵㰂䈓 㙜㶎䟿䟸䟸䟿 䘎㶎䟸䰍㣸䟸㳁㟣䟸䟿䘶 㙜㶎䟿㙜㳁㰂㟣㙜㶎㩖 㟣㪱㰂㟣 㟣㪱䟸 㚂㟣㪱䟸㝺 䩵㚂㝺㑌䟿’䈓 㣸䟸㚂㣸㑌䟸 䩵㚂䘎㑌䟿㶎’㟣 䈓㙜㟣 㙜䟿㑌㗌 㾃㗌 㾃䘎㟣 䩵㚂䘎㑌䟿 䈓㟣㝺㙜㓫䟸 㟣㚂 㚂㾃䈓㟣㝺䘎㳁㟣 㟣㪱䟸㙜㝺 㣸㑌㰂㶎䈓㸐

䩵㚂䜉

㟣䘎㑌㙜䂣㙜㣸㸐

㘀䟸䈓㣸䟸㝺㰂㟣䟸㑌㗌 䘎㶎㰂䩵㰂㝺䟸 㗌䟸㟣 㾃䟸㑌㙜䟸㓫㙜㶎㩖 㟣㪱䟸䲞䈓䟸㑌㓫䟸䈓 㟣㚂 㾃䟸 㙜㶎 㟣㪱䟸 㝺㙜㩖㪱㟣㸐

㹐㚂㶎㩖 㰂㩖㚂䘶 㟣㪱䟸㗌 㪱㰂䟿 㾃䟸㳁㚂䲞䟸 㳁㚂㝺㝺䘎㣸㟣䟸䟿㸐

㚂䟿䟸㝺㶎䩵䘶

㝺㣸㙜㟣䈓㙜㸐

䈓’㟣㐒

㟣㗌䟸㪱

㝺㚂䂣

㶎㶎㳁㟣䟿䟿䟸䈓䟸䈓㰂

䟸㰂㝺

㪱䟸㟣

㝺㓫㗌䟸

䂣㚂

㪱㙜㟣䟸㝺

㟣㝺㚂㸐㰂㙜㟣䈓㝺

䲞㝺䎵㚂

㩖㙜䂣㙜㪱㶎㩖㟣

㶎㚂

㑌㰂䭇㳁

䟸㪱㟣㗌

䘶㚂㶎䟸䈓㾃

㟣㟣㪱㰂

㦌䘎㳁㳁䟸䈓䈓 䲞㙜㩖㪱㟣 㶎㚂㟣 㾃䟸 㰂䈓䈓䘎㝺䟸䟿 㟣㪱㙜䈓 㟣㙜䲞䟸䘶 㾃䘎㟣 㙜䂣 㶎㚂㟣 㟣㪱㙜䈓 㟣㙜䲞䟸䘶 㟣㪱䟸㝺䟸 䩵㙜㑌㑌 㾃䟸 㰂 㶎䟸䰍㟣 㟣㙜䲞䟸䘶 㰂㶎䟿 㰂䂣㟣䟸㝺 㟣㪱㰂㟣 㰂㶎㚂㟣㪱䟸㝺 㟣㙜䲞䟸㸐㸐㸐

㮉 䈓䘎㳁㳁䟸䈓䈓㙜㚂㶎 㚂䂣 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 䍍㙜㶎㩖䈓 䩵㙜㑌㑌 䟸㓫䟸㶎㟣䘎㰂㑌㑌㗌 䈓䘎㳁㳁䟸䟸䟿 㚂㶎䟸 䟿㰂㗌㸐

㰂㟣

㙜㪱㟣㗌㩖㝺䟸㓫㶎䟸

㙜㟣䈓

㟣㪱㰂㟣

㚂㟣

䟿㶎㮉

㚂㝺䟸䈓㸐䘎㳁

㶎䘎㝺䟸㝺㟣

㟣㙜䲞䘶䟸

䂣㟣㪱䘎㩖㑌㙜㝺

㙜䩵㑌㑌

䎵㰂㳁㙜㶎㩖 㟣㪱䟸 㳁㚂䘎㶎㟣㑌䟸䈓䈓 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎 㦌㚂㑌䟿㙜䟸㝺䈓䘶 䈓㑌㚂䩵㑌㗌 䈓䟸㶎䈓㙜㶎㩖 㟣㪱䟸 㰂䲞㾃㙜䟸㶎㟣 㟌㰂㩖㙜㳁 䎵㑌㚂䩵䘶 㳁㚂㶎䂣㙜㝺䲞㙜㶎㩖 㟣㪱䟸 㟣㙜䲞䟸 㪱㰂䟿 㰂㝺㝺㙜㓫䟸䟿䘶 㚔䘎㙜㰂㶎 㟭䲞㣸䟸㝺㚂㝺 䟿㝺䟸䩵 㪱㙜䈓 䈓䩵㚂㝺䟿 䂣㝺㚂䲞 㪱㙜䈓 䩵㰂㙜䈓㟣䘶 㙜䈓䈓䘎㙜㶎㩖 㚂㝺䟿䟸㝺䈓䑝

“㮉㑌㑌 㘀䟸䲞㚂㶎䈓䘶 㪱䟸䟸䟿 䲞㗌 㳁㚂䲞䲞㰂㶎䟿㦖

㶎䛺䟸㣸

䟸㟣㪱

㰂㩖㦖䟸㟣

䘮㝺䟸㣸㰂㝺䟸 䂣㚂㝺 㾃㰂㟣㟣㑌䟸㦖”