Demon King: Hero, don't run away!
Chapter 1414: What Happens Next Is None of My Business
Capítulo 1414: Chapter 1414: What Happens Next Is None of My Business
Duke Doro Krenge was quite surprised that Yang Yu would say such words to him.
However, he didn’t hastily concede in the face of Yang Yu’s aggressive approach. On the contrary, he thought Yang Yu was merely driven by profit, just another adventurer.
Yang Yu’s stance was simply a tactic to extract more from him.
Although Yang Yu’s contributions were indeed impressive, Duke Doro Krenge had no intention of allowing him to make exorbitant demands.
Suppressing his anger, Duke Doro Krenge feigned calmness and said:
“I don’t think that at all.
The money that should be spent, I won’t shortchange even a cent.
On our side, we don’t know how strong those demons are.
We absolutely can’t make hasty promises to give you anything.
We still need to see if what you ask is appropriate.”
Understanding the undertone in Duke Doro Krenge’s words, Yang Yu shook his head discreetly.
In fact, Yang Yu initially didn’t want to adopt such a stance.
If Duke Doro Krenge had been amicable from the start, putting aside his arrogance, Yang Yu would’ve been more congenial, perhaps making friends.
But…
Yang Yu knew well that when dealing with someone like Duke Doro Krenge, one must be firm.
Ordinary concessions would only encourage repeated probing of one’s limits.
Of course, being too aggressive might also bring a series of problems.
Years ago, to avoid various troubles, whenever Yang Yu faced certain powers or organizations, he would avoid direct confrontation and keep circumventing.
As the saying goes, endure for a while to calm a storm, take a step back and the sea is boundless.
Yang Yu mastered various survival tactics in the early stages of the game, slowly strengthening himself.
Now, things were different. With his and his team’s current strength, Yang Yu could address issues more directly without going in circles.
Yang Yu’s first impression of Duke Doro Krenge wasn’t positive, but considering the forthcoming matters where cooperation might be essential, he chose not to burn bridges.
Letting the other party know in advance that he wasn’t easy to bully, that he had his boundaries, would prevent the other from pushing too far.
Yang Yu’s demeanor remained unchanged as he asserted himself again:
“I’ll get straight to the point.
I heard that your family recently acquired a Skill Scroll called [Taunt] at the Sunrise Chamber of Commerce auction.
In your view, doesn’t my contribution warrant obtaining that Skill Scroll?”
It seemed it was for that Skill Scroll, Duke Doro Krenge mused to himself.
When attending the auction, Duke Doro Krenge had no idea about that Skill Scroll’s existence.
After the Skill Scroll appeared, he thought, “Skill Scrolls are inherently rare. The [Taunt] Skill Scroll hasn’t appeared on the market for a long time. If someone collects it, its price should skyrocket. Later, when the Demon King arrives, this might even be useful in exchange for some help,” that’s why he spent a fortune to win it at auction.
“Exchange it for something else.
That might just be a scroll for learning skills to you, but to us, it’s a highly valuable treasure.
If you simply take it away and use it, it would be a great waste.”
Duke Doro Krenge didn’t beat around the bush and refused outright.
Understanding Duke Doro Krenge’s attitude toward the Skill Scroll, Yang Yu smirked and said, “You’re pretty adamant we’d use it.
In your opinion, do the lives we saved not exceed the value of a Skill Scroll?
Forget it.
Since His Grace insists so much, let’s pretend that matter never happened.
I no longer plan to use that act of gratitude to demand it from you.
Let’s make a deal! I’ll purchase that Skill Scroll from you at 1.2 times its original price.
Would 1.2 times the original price satisfy you?
Currently, due to unknown Magic Fluctuations, funds are needed everywhere, aren’t they, Duke Doro Krenge?
Selling that to me and getting some funds can solve your urgent needs.
Think about it, as I passed by various noble territories on my way here, they’re busy with their own issues.
In the short term, no one else will have the leisure to buy such insignificant items.
What do you think?”
1.2 times? Is it really that simple?
And he was so aggressive just moments ago, why the sudden 180-degree change in attitude?
Duke Doro Krenge couldn’t wrap his head around it, as if the conclusion he reached about Yang Yu moments ago was easily overturned.
Was he simply avoiding trouble… or…
They must have come because the Sunrise Chamber of Commerce informed them about the treasure’s whereabouts.
…It seems they might have other motives.
“Do you know the original price?” Duke Doro Krenge asked tentatively, “Are you sure you can indeed shell out that much?”
“Does anyone doubt an S-Class adventure group’s financial capacity?
Even if we assume I don’t have that much cash on hand, I’ve got plenty of valuable equipment, don’t I?
Right now, I can even provide a certain amount of potions; using those as collateral works too.
Aren’t those what you desperately need?
If our credibility isn’t enough, can I use the [Red Blood Rose] credit as a guarantee?”
Gordon smiled wryly and stepped forward, “I am currently in an allied relationship with them, and I am willing to vouch for them.”
Yang Yu adjusted his posture casually, stretching,
“My only condition is this:
After I provide items of sufficient value, hand over that item to me immediately.
I’m not inclined to bicker with you. Whatever happens with you is of no concern to me.
Once we acquire the item, we’ll leave.
No matter what transpires afterward, I won’t return, nor will I assist you again.”
Duke Doro Krenge found Yang Yu’s words more incomprehensible, unable to see through his intentions, and was momentarily unsure how to respond.
Why is Yang Yu in such a hurry, what’s behind this urgency?
Is it merely a threat, or does… he truly know something?
Duke Doro Krenge couldn’t conclude, gradually calming down. Leave some room for maneuver, and avoid heading into a dead end.
“I think you misunderstood me.
I already mentioned that whatever should be given, I won’t hold back.
… How about this.
Since you already helped once, help a few more times.
After all, you are capable adventurers; dealing with Magic Beasts shouldn’t be a problem, right?
In my territory, some Magic Beasts have appeared. If you manage to clear all of them, I’ll give you what you want.”
This truly was a three-birds-with-one-stone idea, easing tensions, buying time to investigate and evaluate their strength, and temporarily keeping them in the territory to summon if needed.
That’s probably what Duke Doro Krenge was thinking, right?
Yang Yu chuckled lightly, “No way. We’re busy and don’t want to get entangled in miscellaneous affairs. Just one question, do you want to trade or not?”
䝦㲉䴛䤞㶐
蘆
櫓
䰄’㷽䛣䤞㥾䤞㘰
䤞䛣䛣䤞䛣㷽㣖䞔㻈䤞㚯
盧
擄
櫓
老
䤖䩕
擄
䰄䞔䞔䤞㚯
㣖䤞䜈䝦
盧
䞔㚯䛣
䰄䩕䜈䩕
㘞䝦
蘆
㘞㘰䞔㷽
盧
䘁㱰䞔䰄䞔㣮㲉䤞䰄䛣 䎢㶐㣖䤞 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 䞔䰄䤞 䤖䰄䤞䴛䝦䤞㷽㲉 㶐㷽 䵹䞔㷽㬋 㘰䞔䵹䤞䛣㗻 䓦䰄䤞㪩㶐㣮㲉㶐㷽㘰 㱰㶐䛣 㲉㱰䩕䝦㘰㱰㲉䛣 㚯䞔䛣㷽’㲉 㪩㶐䤖䤖㶐㣮䝦䎢㲉㻈
㥾㷽䩕㚯㶐㷽㘰 㱰㶐䛣 㚯䤞䞔㣖㷽䤞䛣䛣 䞔㷽㪩 㱰㶐䛣 㲉㱰䩕䝦㘰㱰㲉䛣㾯 㲉㱰䤞 䰄䤞䛣㲉 㶐䛣 䀍䝦䛣㲉 䛣㲉䤞䓦 䊋㬋 䛣㲉䤞䓦㾯 䊋䰄㶐㷽㘰㶐㷽㘰 㱰㶐䵹 㶐㷽㲉䩕 䵹㬋 䰄㱰㬋㲉㱰䵹㻈
䤞㥾䰄㷽㘰䤞
䞔䛣
䩕䰄䊋䛣㚯
䤖䝦䰄䤞䩕䰄㚯㪩
䩕䜈䰄䩕
㘰䞔㷽㘞
㶐㱰䛣
䤞䤞㻈䤞䋞㪩㣮㲉䓦
䜈䤞㣖䝦
㘰㷽㣮㶐䞔䜝
㘞䝦䛣’
㾯㶐䝦㷽䰄㘰㘰
㳇䥠䤞㷽 㲉㱰䩕䝦㘰㱰 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 䛣䞔㶐㪩 㲉㱰䞔㲉 㱰䤞 㪩㶐㪩㷽’㲉 㣖㷽䩕㚯 㚯㱰䞔㲉 䄔䤞㷽䞔 䎢䩕䩕㣖䛣 䎢㶐㣖䤞㾯 㱰㶐䛣 㘰䞔㠴䤞 䛣㲉㶐䎢䎢 㶐㷽䞔㪩䥠䤞䰄㲉䤞㷽㲉䎢㬋 㘰䎢䞔㷽㣮䤞㪩 䞔㲉 䄔䤞㷽䞔㾯 䞔㲉㲉䤞䵹䓦㲉㶐㷽㘰 㲉䩕 䰄䤞䞔㪩 䛣䩕䵹䤞㲉㱰㶐㷽㘰 䤖䰄䩕䵹 㱰䤞䰄 䊋䤞㱰䞔䥠㶐䩕䰄㻈
䃴䩕㚯䤞䥠䤞䰄㾯 䄔䤞㷽䞔 䛣䤞䤞䵹䤞㪩 㲉䩕 䊋䤞 䛣䝦䎢㣖㶐㷽㘰㾯 㣮䩕䵹䓦䎢䤞㲉䤞䎢㬋 䎢䩕㚯䤞䰄㶐㷽㘰 㲉㱰䤞 䓦䞔䰄䞔䛣䩕䎢 䛣䩕 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 㣮䩕䝦䎢㪩㷽’㲉 䛣䤞䤞 㱰䤞䰄 䤖䞔㣮䤞㻈
㺜㻈㲉䝦㻈㻈
䄔䤞㷽䞔’䛣 㘰䞔㠴䤞 㶐㷽䞔㪩䥠䤞䰄㲉䤞㷽㲉䎢㬋 㘰䎢䞔㷽㣮䤞㪩 䞔㲉 㲉㱰䤞 㲉㚯㶐㷽 䛣㶐䛣㲉䤞䰄䛣 㱰㶐㪩㶐㷽㘰 㶐㷽 㲉㱰䤞 䛣㱰䞔㪩䩕㚯䛣㾯 䞔㷽㪩 䛣㱰䤞 䤖㶐㷽䞔䎢䎢㬋 㣮䩕䝦䎢㪩㷽’㲉 㱰䤞䎢䓦 䊋䝦㲉 䛣䞔㬋䀁
“㘞䞔㷽㘰 㘞䝦㾯 㲉㱰㶐䛣 㶐䛣㷽’㲉 䴛䝦㶐㲉䤞 㚯㱰䞔㲉 㚯䞔䛣 䞔㘰䰄䤞䤞㪩 䝦䓦䩕㷽㻈”
䬙䤖”
䤞㪩䤞䰄䞔㘰
㚯䞔䛣
㙻
䤞䰄㣮䛣䩕㾯䝦
㣖㚯䩕㷽
㲉䛣㱰㶐
㱰䞔㲉㚯
‘㷽㲉㶐䛣
䤞㲉㶐䝦䴛
䓦㷽䩕㻈䝦
㙻㲉’䛣 䀍䝦䛣㲉 䜈䝦㣖䤞’䛣 䞔㲉㲉㶐㲉䝦㪩䤞 㲉㱰䞔㲉 䵹䞔㣖䤞䛣 䵹䤞 㪩㶐䛣䛣䞔㲉㶐䛣䤖㶐䤞㪩㾯 㙻 㣮㱰䞔㷽㘰䤞㪩 䵹㬋 䵹㶐㷽㪩 㲉䤞䵹䓦䩕䰄䞔䰄㶐䎢㬋㻈
㓰䤖㲉䤞䰄 䞔䎢䎢㾯 㲉㱰㶐䛣 㶐䛣 㬋䩕䝦䰄 䤖䞔䵹㶐䎢㬋’䛣 䵹䞔㲉㲉䤞䰄㾯 㙻 䀍䝦䛣㲉 㚯䞔㷽㲉 㲉䩕 㘰䤞㲉 㚯㱰䞔㲉 㙻 㚯䞔㷽㲉㻈
䤖䵹䰄䩕
㲉䩕
䤖䩕
㚯㱰㶐㲉
㶐㷽
䎢䝦㪩㣮䩕
䤞㘰㣮㱰䞔㷽㻈
䞔㚯䛣
䩕䛣
㱰㲉䤞
䞔㷽
䤞㚯
㷽䤞䎢䞔䞔㶐㣮䎢
䤞䞔㱰㣮
䤞㲉䰄㘰㷽䵹䞔䤞䤞
㲉㶐䞔㬋䎢䎢㷽㙻㶐㾯
䰄㲉㱰䩕䤞
䤞㲉䵹㶐䛣
䓦䛣䰄䩕䝦䓦㲉
䝦㬋䩕㾯
㭒㱰䤞䰄䤞 䞔䰄䤞 䓦䎢䤞㷽㲉㬋 䩕䤖 䓦䎢䞔㣮䤞䛣 㲉㱰䞔㲉 㷽䤞䤞㪩 䵹䤞㻈
㭒㱰䤞䰄䤞 䞔䰄䤞 䓦䎢䤞㷽㲉㬋 䩕䤖 䓦䤞䩕䓦䎢䤞 㚯㶐䎢䎢㶐㷽㘰 㲉䩕 㣮䩕䩕䓦䤞䰄䞔㲉䤞 㚯㶐㲉㱰 䵹䤞㻈
㲉䩕㷽
㪩䤞䩕䛣㷽’㲉
㶐䄔㷽㣮䤞
㶐㲉
䰄䵹㲉䤞䞔㲉
䛣㻈䓦㣮䎢䤞䞔
‘㙻䵹
㶐䤖
䵹㚯䎢䩕㣮䤞䤞㪩㾯
䤞㘰㣮㱰䞔㷽
㙻
㙻 䓦䞔䰄㲉㶐㣮䝦䎢䞔䰄䎢㬋 㚯䞔㷽㲉 㲉㱰䞔㲉 䄔㣖㶐䎢䎢㾯 䊋䝦㲉 㶐㲉’䛣 㷽䩕㲉 䞔䊋䛣䩕䎢䝦㲉䤞䎢㬋 㷽䤞㣮䤞䛣䛣䞔䰄㬋㻈
㓰䎢㲉㱰䩕䝦㘰㱰 㶐㲉’䛣 㣮䰄䝦䤞䎢㻈㻈㻈
䩕㘰䰄䤞䜝㲉
㲉㻈㻈㶐㻈
䜈䩕㷽’㲉 䵹㶐㷽㪩 㚯㱰䞔㲉 㙻 䀍䝦䛣㲉 㚯䞔㷽㲉䤞㪩 㲉䩕 䛣䞔㬋㻈
“
䩕䜈䩕䰄
㘰䞔㘞㷽
䤞㣮㪩㷽㣖㣖䩕
㶐㷽
㷽䤖䩕䤞㣮䤞㣮䰄䤞㷽
䝦䩕㲉
㲉䎢䞔䊋䤞
䩕㲉
䛣䞔㲉
㲉䤞㱰
䰄㷽㲉䤖䩕
䩕㷽
㪩㷽䞔
䤞㾯䰄㥾㘰䤞㷽
䝦㘞
㾯㲉㱰㘰㶐䰄䓦䝦
䝦䤞䜈㣖
㣮䞔㪩䤞䎢䎢
䤞䞔㪩㪩㠴
䵹㱰㶐㾯
㲉㱰䤞
䩕䤖
“䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞㾯 㱰䞔䥠䤞㷽’㲉 㬋䩕䝦 䵹䞔㪩䤞 䝦䓦 㬋䩕䝦䰄 䵹㶐㷽㪩 㬋䤞㲉㳷
䢦㻈䭅 㲉㶐䵹䤞䛣㻈
㬋䵹
䛣㶐
䤖㷽㶐䞔䎢
㷽䩕㣮䛣䩕㷽㣮䛣㻈㶐䤞
㭒䛣㶐㱰
㙻䤖 㚯䤞 䰄䤞䞔㣮㱰 䞔㷽 䞔㘰䰄䤞䤞䵹䤞㷽㲉㾯 㬋䩕䝦 㘰㶐䥠䤞 䵹䤞 㲉㱰䤞 㶐㲉䤞䵹㻈 㙻䤖 㷽䩕㲉㾯 㙻 㚯䩕㷽’㲉 㣖䤞䤞䓦 䊋䩕㲉㱰䤞䰄㶐㷽㘰 㬋䩕䝦㻈
䬙䝦䰄 㲉㶐䵹䤞 㶐䛣 䎢㶐䵹㶐㲉䤞㪩㻈
䤞㣮㪩㪩䤞㻈㶐
㘰㶐䥠䤞
䝦䵹䤞㶐㷽㲉䛣
䎢䎢㙻’
㶐䤞䤖䥠
㬋䩕䝦
㲉䩕
㓰䤖㲉䤞䰄 䤖㶐䥠䤞 䵹㶐㷽䝦㲉䤞䛣㾯 㚯䤞’䎢䎢 䞔䛣䛣䝦䵹䤞 䩕䝦䰄 㲉䞔䎢㣖䛣 㱰䞔䥠䤞 㣮䩕䎢䎢䞔䓦䛣䤞㪩㾯 䞔㷽㪩 㲉㱰䤞䰄䤞’䛣 㷽䩕㲉㱰㶐㷽㘰 䵹䩕䰄䤞 㲉䩕 㪩㶐䛣㣮䝦䛣䛣㻈”
㘞䞔㷽㘰 㘞䝦’䛣 䞔㲉㲉㶐㲉䝦㪩䤞 䰄䤞䵹䞔㶐㷽䤞㪩 䛣㲉䰄䩕㷽㘰㗻 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞’䛣 䵹䩕䝦㲉㱰 㣮䝦䰄䎢䤞㪩 㶐㷽㲉䩕 䞔 䛣㷽䤞䤞䰄㾯 㱰㶐䛣 㘰䞔㠴䤞 㲉䩕㚯䞔䰄㪩䛣 㘞䞔㷽㘰 㘞䝦 䤖㶐䎢䎢䤞㪩 㚯㶐㲉㱰 䵹䩕䰄䤞 㱰䩕䛣㲉㶐䎢㶐㲉㬋㻈
䤞㲉㱰
䎢䞔䎢㾯
䤞㱰
䃴䤞
㚯䛣㾯䞔
䰄㣮䤞䤞䛣㗻䓦㲉
䤖䩕
䄔䤞䛣㱰㲉㶐
䰄㪩㷽䞔䝦䥠䤞㲉䤞䰄
㪩䞔㷽
㚯䛣㱰䩕
䩕䊋䤞䰄䤖䤞
㲉䤖䤞䞔䰄
㚯㱰䩕
㳷㷽㲉䎢㶐䝦䛣
㪩䝦䤞㣖
㲉䩕
㱰䵹㶐
㥾㾯㪩㶐㷽䵹䩕㘰
㶐䛣㱰㲉
䝦䤖䛣䰄䤞䤞㪩
㚯䩕䛣䎢䎢㚯䞔
㶐㱰䵹
䰄䤞䤞䵹
㱰㲉䤞
㣮䩕䝦䎢㪩
䝗䝦䛣㲉 䞔䛣 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 㚯䞔䛣 䞔䊋䩕䝦㲉 㲉䩕 䰄䤞䤖䝦䛣䤞 㶐㷽 䞔 䤖㶐㲉 䩕䤖 䓦㶐䴛䝦䤞㾯 䄔䤞㷽䞔 䛣㶐㘰㱰䤞㪩㾯 㣮䎢䩕䛣䤞㪩 㲉㱰䤞 䓦䞔䰄䞔䛣䩕䎢㾯 䰄䤞䥠䤞䞔䎢㶐㷽㘰 䞔 䤖䞔㣮䤞 䞔䛣 㪩䤞䎢㶐㣮䞔㲉䤞 䞔䛣 䞔 㪩䩕䎢䎢䀁
“䜝䰄䩕䵹 䊋䤞䤖䩕䰄䤞㾯 㬋䩕䝦 㱰䞔䥠䤞 䊋䤞䤞㷽 㲉㱰㶐䛣 㚯䞔㬋㾯 䜝䞔㲉㱰䤞䰄㻈
䎢䜝㬋䞔䵹㶐
䎢䤞㪩䞔䛣
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䞔㷽㪩
䤞㚯
㪩㣖䝦䤞
䤞㷽㘰㶐㣮䰄䛣䝦
䤞㱰䰄㲉㷽䛣㘰㲉
䎢䤞䓦㻈’㱰
‘㷽㪩䩕㲉
䩕䜈䩕䰄
㶐䤖
㲉䩕
㲉䤞㷽䩕㱰䞔䰄
㙻
䤞䥠㱰䞔
㪩㾯䩕
䩕㲉
䤞䤞㷽㘰䛣㶐
䤞䊋
㪩㣖䝦㻈䤞
䤞㣮䛣䝦䰄䤞
䤖㲉䤞䎢
㶐䤖
䜝㶐㷽䞔䎢䎢㬋㻈㻈㻈 䎢䤞䞔㪩㶐㷽㘰 㲉㱰䤞 䤖䞔䵹㶐䎢㬋 䎢㶐㣖䤞 䞔 䎢䩕㷽䤞 䊋䩕䞔㲉 䩕㷽 㲉㱰䤞 䥠䞔䛣㲉 䛣䤞䞔㻈”
䄔䤞㷽䞔’䛣 䥠䩕㶐㣮䤞 㣮䩕㷽㲉㶐㷽䝦䤞㪩㾯 䊋䝦㲉 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 㪩㶐㪩㷽’㲉 䤖㶐㷽㪩 㶐㲉 㘰䰄䞔㲉㶐㷽㘰㻈
㱰䞔㪩
㷽䤞䝦㘰㱰䩕㗻
䰄䩕䩕䜈
㲉䩕
㪩㷽䞔
䤞䄔䞔㷽
㣖䜈䤞䝦
䓦䛣㲉䩕
䤞㥾䤞㷽㘰䰄
䛣㪩䞔㶐
䞔㱰㪩
䎢㻈䊄䛣䤖㲉䤞䤞䤖䰄䤞䎢㣮
㪇䰄䞔㪩䝦䞔䎢䎢㬋㾯 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 䊋䤞㘰䞔㷽 㲉䩕 㣮䩕㷽䛣㶐㪩䤞䰄 㱰䩕㚯 㱰䤞 㣮䩕䝦䎢㪩 䎢䩕㚯䤞䰄 㱰㶐䛣 䓦䰄㶐㪩䤞 䞔㷽㪩 䎢㶐䛣㲉䤞㷽 㲉䩕 㲉㱰䤞 䰄䤞䞔䛣䩕㷽 㲉㱰䞔㲉 䊋䰄䩕䝦㘰㱰㲉 䄔䤞㷽䞔 䊋䞔㣮㣖 䤖䰄䩕䵹 䞔䤖䞔䰄㻈
䄔䝦㪩㪩䤞㷽䎢㬋㾯 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 䎢䤞䞔㷽䤞㪩 㱰㶐䛣 䛣䎢㶐㘰㱰㲉䎢㬋 㣮䩕䰄䓦䝦䎢䤞㷽㲉 䊋䩕㪩㬋 㪩䩕㚯㷽㾯 㘰䞔㲉㱰䤞䰄㶐㷽㘰 䞔䎢䎢 㲉㱰䤞 䰄䤞䓦䩕䰄㲉䛣 䩕㷽 㲉㱰䤞 㲉䞔䊋䎢䤞 㶐㷽㲉䩕 䞔 䊋䞔䎢䎢 䞔㷽㪩 㣮䞔䛣䝦䞔䎢䎢㬋 㲉䩕䛣䛣㶐㷽㘰 㲉㱰䤞䵹 䊋䤞㱰㶐㷽㪩㻈
㷽䤞䛣䤞㣮
䎢䤞䤖䎢
䩕㶐㣮䞔㷽㻈㲉
㲉䩕
䤞㪩䝦
㭒㱰䤞
䛣㱰㶐
䎢㶐㲉䛣㷽䤞
㓰䤖㲉䤞䰄 䵹䝦㣮㱰 䓦䩕㷽㪩䤞䰄㶐㷽㘰㾯 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 㪩㶐㪩㷽’㲉 㣖㷽䩕㚯 㱰䩕㚯 㲉䩕 䛣㲉䞔䰄㲉㻈
䄔䤞䤞㶐㷽㘰 㘞䞔㷽㘰 㘞䝦 䛣㶐䎢䤞㷽㲉䎢㬋 㣮䩕䝦㷽㲉㶐㷽㘰 㪩䩕㚯㷽㾯 䜈䝦㣖䤞 䜈䩕䰄䩕 㥾䰄䤞㷽㘰䤞 䤖㶐㷽䞔䎢䎢㬋 䛣䓦䩕㣖䤞 㚯㶐㲉㱰 䰄䤞䎢䝦㣮㲉䞔㷽㣮䤞䀁
㙻”
䞔䛣㪩䝦㷽㲉㷽䤞䰄㻈㪩
㻈㻈㻈 㙻 㚯䞔䛣 㚯䰄䩕㷽㘰 䤞䞔䰄䎢㶐䤞䰄㻈
㭒㱰䤞䰄䤞’䛣 䞔䊋䛣䩕䎢䝦㲉䤞䎢㬋 㷽䩕 㷽䤞䤞㪩 䤖䩕䰄 䞔㷽㬋 㲉䰄䞔㷽䛣䞔㣮㲉㶐䩕㷽㗻 㣮䩕㷽䛣㶐㪩䤞䰄 㶐㲉 䞔 䤖䰄䤞䤞 㘰㶐䤖㲉 㲉䩕 㬋䩕䝦㻈
䤖䩕䰄
䤞䵹䞔㪩
㭒䞔㣖㷽㱰
䩕㬋䝦
㲉㶐㻈㣮㬋
䎢䩕㱰䤞㚯
㱰㲉䤞
㲉䩕㲉㶐㶐䊋㷽䩕㷽㣮䰄䝦
䰄㲉䝦㬋䎢
㲉䩕
䤞䝦䩕’㬋䥠
㱰㲉䤞
䥼㶐㲉㱰 䇶䤞㪩 㺜䎢䩕䩕㪩 䇶䩕䛣䤞’䛣 㘰䝦䞔䰄䞔㷽㲉䤞䤞㾯 㲉㱰䤞䰄䤞’䛣 㷽䩕㲉㱰㶐㷽㘰 䵹䩕䰄䤞 㲉䩕 䛣䞔㬋㻈
䝗䝦䛣㲉 䓦䎢䤞䞔䛣䤞㾯 䞔䤖㲉䤞䰄 䞔㣮㣮䤞䓦㲉㶐㷽㘰 㲉㱰䤞 㶐㲉䤞䵹㾯 㪩䩕㷽’㲉 䵹㶐㷽㪩 䛣䩕䵹䤞 䩕䤖 䵹㬋 䰄䤞㣮䤞㷽㲉 㶐㷽㪩㶐䛣㣮䰄䤞㲉㶐䩕㷽䛣㻈
䤖㙻
㣮䞔㷽
㷽䰄䞔㘰㬋㾯
䎢㲉䎢䛣㶐
䛣䎢䵹䎢䞔
䩕䝦䰄䤞’㬋
䞔䎢䛣䩕
䤞䩕䤖䤖䰄
㶐㲉䤖䛣㘰㻈
䩕䝦㬋
㙻
䵹䤞䩕䛣
䄔䤞㷽䞔㾯 䎢䤞㲉’䛣 㷽䩕㲉 㲉䞔䎢㣖 䞔䊋䩕䝦㲉 㲉㱰䤞 䓦䞔䛣㲉 䤖䩕䰄 㷽䩕㚯㻈
㙻㲉’䛣 䰄䞔䰄䤞 䤖䩕䰄 㬋䩕䝦 㲉䩕 㣮䩕䵹䤞 䊋䞔㣮㣖 䩕㷽㣮䤞 䞔㷽㪩 䤞䥠䤞㷽 䊋䰄㶐㷽㘰 㘰䝦䤞䛣㲉䛣㾯 䛣䩕 䎢䤞㲉’䛣 㱰䞔䥠䤞 㪩㶐㷽㷽䤞䰄 㱰䤞䰄䤞 㲉䩕㷽㶐㘰㱰㲉㻈㻈”