Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 1137 - 86: Cesar Joins the Battle
Capítulo 1137: Chapter 86: Cesar Joins the Battle
“When the hyenas are reveling, they must watch out for the pride of lions behind them.”
Still holding the ship lamp, Tang Qi, standing aboard the Fool’s Ship, uttered this sentence as if narrating a parable.
Immediately, the dream maze that originally did not exist over the battlefield, suddenly became real at that moment; it existed.
At the same time, in a spacetime far distant from the battlefield.
An incomparably vast and magnificent universe, seemingly forever filled with thunder, perpetually shrouded in an incredibly majestic divine aura.
At its absolute center, a giant mountain seemingly formed after falling from the sky, towering and magnificent, everywhere filled with unbelievable miracles, where only the Divine are worthy to reside.
Above the clouds tinged with golden brilliance, scenes of miracles are unfolding.
A grand army!
An army composed purely of the Divine, gathering slowly.
They too possess various unnameable forms, belonging to the chaotic neutral camp. When they reveal their true divine forms, they release uncontrollably deadly and terrifying divine radiation, standing together without restraints would harm the entire universe.
Therefore, they unanimously chose a more convenient species form, aligning with the leader’s aesthetic; they chose to become human.
Be it fierce, robust men, or graceful, tall women, or obedient and cute children… Even so, terrifying divine aura still emanates from them. Although most are weak gods, they are utterly distinct from the weak gods who ambushed Vina Del.
They are much more powerful.
Moreover, among them are two Powerful Godlings.
Behind them are “Divine Realms” veiled by blurred curtains.
Tang Qi’s gaze penetrated those curtains, and he saw countless “Extraordinary Monsters” and “Divine Biologicals.”
Exhausting all of Tang Qi’s knowledge in Mysticism, he could not identify all the creatures.
This is actually very normal; unless utilizing All-Knowing, it is impossible for an individual Transcendent who has not yet become a god to completely identify all the Transcendent creatures under a Divine System.
At this moment, what Tang Qi is observing is the Sky and Thunder God System, utilizing approximately one-third of its power.
His gaze ultimately fixed on the golden clouds, where a majestic figure familiar to him was sitting on a throne made of Extraordinary Gold, Divine Gems, and other rare curios.
“Cesar!”
“Boom!”
As Tang Qi whispered, above the clouds, an incomparably grand and towering portal’s outline appeared without warning and began to take shape.
That portal was both forming and opening, it flickered with incredibly dreamlike phosphor, and an indescribably illusory and wonderful divine aura overflowed.
Among them, including “All Spirits,” all life forms observing this portal, would see entirely different visions.
“What you watch is all your fantasy.”
This adage echoed, causing several weak gods behind Cesar to momentarily go astray.
The Fantasy Authority has an unusual influence on the Divine.
In other circumstances, Cesar might have been happy to look a few times more; His fantasies were incredibly rich.
However, at this moment, He was in a serious and somewhat urgent state.
He gathered His loyal subjects for war, to plunder authority.
“It must be resolved quickly, can’t let that woman find out I’m secretly snatching a few nice things in my leisure, or She will definitely demand a share from me.”
“To avoid alarming that woman, I used a very small part of my power to form an avatar, combined with one-third divine projections dispatched by Orien and Detlers, plus the Revenge God Race and Giant God Race… It’s enough to kill a group of low-ranking weak gods in a short time.”
“But the premise is, this broken passage must be wide enough for us to pass through.”
With a change of thought, Cesar’s suspicious gaze fell upon the dreamlike portal in front of him.
Before He could say anything, Tang Qi’s voice came from deep within the maze.
“Enter this door, you shall become ghosts, you shall silently slaughter those ugly weak gods.”
“Their Divine Realms, believers, and all kinds of Divine Authorities they possess, shall turn into spoils, belonging to the brave warriors.”
“As the mazemaster, I shall claim my due reward as per the Contract.”
This last sentence went directly into Cesar’s ear.
This one, unable to restrain any longer, and confident that this “New God” Tang Qi could not play tricks under His scrutiny, considered the so-called God Deceiver title only a deception for some poorly stated weak gods, as for the most famous victim, Light Dominator, He thought it was merely blinded by the Origin.
“A crude yet possessing wondrous divinity’s creation.”
“It can accommodate my army passing through and conceal the commotion we make when slaughtering weak gods.”
“A perfect sneak attack divine artifact, should have an opportunity to borrow it from this guy again in the future.”
Though lacking All-Knowing, Cesar, after all, is a Divine King, and the various information within the dream maze cannot elude those golden eyes.
“Set off!”
His low roar made the peaceful and majestic Giant Mountain come alive in an instant.
Endless ancient Thunder descended, dark clouds obscured the sky, and the blazing white lightning split open like the branches of the “World Tree”.
In the radiance, Cesar’s lazy demeanor disappeared.
Like a mountain, the “Giant God” appeared on the golden clouds, wearing a divine armor that could not be directly viewed, holding a “Thunder Spear” in his hand, the spear seemed alive, an eternal incarnation of Thunder, the most terrifying and fearsome weapon in the world.
As Cesar stepped forward, the sky and void were torn apart, fragmented dark clouds and lightning intertwined, summoning a vague scene from ancient times when this Divine King fought in all directions.
Inside was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, where neither Divine nor ancient creatures could escape, all turning into charred bodies and falling amidst the surging Thunder.
He seemed to have forcefully entered the Dream Maze, with endless large shadows following behind him.
At this moment, Tang Qi finally saw the true “Master of Sky and Thunder”, not the shameless old man who indulged in pleasure and physical exchanges.
Tang Qi smiled, then swiftly shielded this unprecedentedly terrifying Divine Army without hesitation.
The Dream Master’s power was unleashed without any reservation.
“Your bodies are unseen!”
“Boom!”
The Dominator’s Truth was instantly realized, and in the passage connecting the battlefield to a certain realm controlled by Cesar, divine phosphor filled the air like a storm, sweeping over Cesar and every other Divine’s body behind him.
In an instant, they all became invisible.
They could perceive that nothing about themselves had changed.
But the eyes of the outside world would not be able to see their existence.
Even more surprising to them was yet to come.
The Dream Master, Tang Qi, at this moment spared no divine power and spoke the Truth with authority.
“You fight for justice!”
“Your weapons will be sharper!”
“Your souls will not be tainted!”
The Dominator True Word Spell, capable of temporarily augmenting combat power, continuously fell upon the army descending through the maze to the battlefield.
Even Cesar felt their power increasing.
What they didn’t notice was the battle intent surging from deep within their souls, reaching an unstoppable state.
Tang Qi did not corrupt them, although now he was the “Dream Dominator Body”, scheming against a Divine System was clearly not worth it. Tang Qi merely used his authority over souls, augmenting power while also enhancing battle intent.
The distance between the gathered army and the battlefield was undeniably vast. Besides Cesar and two Powerful Divines, others dragged their Divine Country believers to join the battle, which ordinarily would have taken a long time to truly arrive.
But the Dream Maze ignored those barriers.
…
In a certain endless mysterious Divine battlefield, eleven Weak Gods with different authorities were attacking a Realm of Light.
In that realm was Vina Del, unable to counterattack due to sheltering many universes and beings.
These differently shaped Weak Gods stared with eyes full of jealousy, greed, and madness at the Goddess who wielded “Life” and “Beauty”.
They drooled and rushed forward, despicably beginning to devour everything the Goddess possessed.
The Life Light and beautiful beings, they attempted to taint the Goddess with ugliness, depravity, and decay… to pollute Her realm, make Her fall, and extinguish the “Light” illuminating the endless mystery. Afterward, they would swarm like a pack of hyenas, dividing the Divine Body.
Vina Del passively defended. Despite aid from other brothers and sisters, She still suffered severe injuries.
These ugly creatures were Weak Gods, hyenas, but their numbers were vast, and they appeared only after long preparation, with ultimate greed and ferocity.
At the edge of the battlefield, the ugly God “Tenisi” extended a deformed, twisted giant claw, tearing open the light screen before him.
He thrust a filthy, burlap-covered head, composed of countless ugly features, into the universe beyond the light screen.
In his red eyes protruding with evil and wickedness, he immediately saw billions of beings illuminated by light, exuding a vibrant vitality that Tenisi couldn’t suppress the urge to act upon.
“Beautiful believers, come, embrace the ugly.”
“Boom”
In a nauseating, dizzying shrill laugh, a black and green storm spewed from Tenisi’s mouth.
One second?
No, only one ten-thousandth, even one hundred-thousandth of a second, and the beings in this innocent universe would be twisted, fallen, becoming exceedingly ugly beings.
Yet at this moment, inside Tenisi’s ears, which were similarly disgustingly deformed, a voice causing his soul to tremble suddenly sounded.
Deep within his soul, equally ugly to the extreme, an image almost causing his collapse appeared. Thunder capable of annihilating everything poured down from above the sky, and at the source of the Thunder, a proud, towering figure was gazing at him with eyes full of contempt and loathing.
盧
䜱㿫㠔㦖
䏤㠔䰖㮖㨛
㝚㖰㦖㠔㞣㠔㮤㨛
虜
老
㭯䂓
䙓㠔
㦖
爐
擄
㭯䈪㝚㮖䰖䛧䈪㮤䯽
㨛㭯
㭯㨛
盧
䂓㔨䄸㭯㭯㳨㠔
㦖䂓㸢
蘆
㦖㠔㝚㠔㮤㨛䋇㝚䈪
䤀㓜㮖㸢
爐
䇪㮤㞣䊾㮤㭯㠔䈪㦖
㖰䏤㮖䰖㖰㨛㠔㝚㸢㭯
㠔䈪㿫㦖㨛
蘆
䰖䏤䈪㭯
擄
䛧䇪
㦖㨛
䊾㝚㨛䱾㮖䊾㭯㠔㞣
㨛㭯
䛧㐱㮤㞣
㭯㝚㠔䈪䰖
㭯㠔㨛”㞣㳨㐱㨛䂓㷺”
㭯䨶䂓㠔㨛㭯
㮖䈪㐱䛧䂓㭯
㞣㮖㠔㨛
䯽䂓㸢 㦖䈪 䈪䰖㭯㨛 䱾㮖䱾㠔䂓䈪㓜 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 䱾㮖㝚㠔 䋇㞣㠔㦖㝚㞣䛧 㖰㠔㝚䋇㠔㭯䄸㠔㸢 䰖㭯㨛 㸢㭯䄸㭯䂓㠔 㠔㨛㨛㠔䂓䋇㠔㳨
䨶䰖㦖䈪 䈪㮖䏤㠔㝚㭯䂓㐱 㨛㭯㞣䰖㮖㮤㠔䈪䈪㠔 㐱㦖䥦㠔㸢 㦖䈪 䰖㭯䱾 䏤㭯䈪䰖 㨛㮤䋇䰖 㸢㭯㨛㸢㦖㭯䂓㓜 㦖㨛 㭯䊾 䰖㠔 䏤㦖㨛 䈪䰖㠔 䱾㮖㨛䈪 䰖㭯㸢㠔㮖㮤㨛 㠔䗱㭯㨛䈪㠔䂓䋇㠔 㭯䂓 䈪䰖㭯㨛 䇪㮖㮤䂓㸢㞣㠔㨛㨛 䱾䛧㨛䈪㠔㝚䛧㓜 㮤䈪䈪㠔㝚㞣䛧 㮤䂓㦖䋇䋇㠔㖰䈪㦖䇪㞣㠔 䈪㮖 䰖㭯䱾㳨
㖰㸢㖰䈪㠔㮖㨛
㦖䏤䂓㸢㠔䈪
㮖䈪
䛧䂓㦖㝚㓜㐱
㨛䰖㭯
䇪䈪㮤
㳨䱾䰖㭯
䨶㠔㭯㨛䂓㭯
䇪㠔
㨛䈪䈪䂓䋇㭯㨛䂓㭯
䙓㠔 䏤㭯㨛䰖㠔㸢 䈪㮖 䇪㮤㝚㝚㮖䏤 㭯䂓䈪㮖 䈪䰖㠔 䱾㭯㝚㠔㓜 㦖䈪 㞣㠔㦖㨛䈪 䈪㮖 㦖䄸㮖㭯㸢 䇪㠔㭯䂓㐱 㐱㦖䥦㠔㸢 㦖䈪 䇪䛧 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䤀㝚㠔㦖䈪 䵦䗱㭯㨛䈪㠔䂓䋇㠔 㭯䂓 㨛㮤䋇䰖 㦖 䱾㦖䂓䂓㠔㝚㳨
䣭䂓 䰖㭯㨛 㠔㦖㝚㨛㓜 䰖㠔 㿂㮤㭯䋇㿫㞣䛧 䰖㠔㦖㝚㸢 䈪䰖㠔 䄸㮖㭯䋇㠔 㮖䊾 䈪䰖㦖䈪 㨛㭯㞣䰖㮖㮤㠔䈪䈪㠔㳨
㠔”䰖䨶
䈪㭯
㠔䏤㲪
䈪㖰㠔䛧䈪
㠔䇪
䱾䈪㮤㨛
䤀㸢㮖㓜
㭯㮖䈪䂓㳨䂓㠔㦖”䈪㭯㞣䂓
“䫆㝚㭯㠔䂓㓜 䈪䰖㭯㨛 㐱㮖㸢㸢㠔㨛㨛 䏤䰖㮖 㭯㨛 㨛㮖 㮤㐱㞣䛧 㨛䰖㠔 䱾㦖㿫㠔㨛 䱾㠔 䊾㞣㦖䋇䋇㭯㸢 㭯㨛 䛧㮖㮤㝚㨛 䈪㮖 㸢㠔㦖㞣 䏤㭯䈪䰖㓜 㨛䰖㠔 㸢㮖㠔㨛䂓’䈪 㸢㠔㨛㠔㝚䄸㠔 䈪㮖 䊾㦖㞣㞣 䇪䛧 䱾䛧 䨶䰖㮤䂓㸢㠔㝚 䶦㖰㠔㦖㝚㳨”
“䱪㮖㮖䱾”
䰖㠔䈪
㨛㦖㠔䇪㮤㠔䋇
䂓䏤㸢㠔䈪㦖
㞣㿫㭯㞣
䂓㮖䈪
䰖䇪㠔㸢䈪㭯㝚
㠔䂓䨶㭯㭯㨛
䈪㮖
㳨䰖㭯䱾
‘㭯䄸㮖㨛䋇㠔
䂓䊾䛧㞣㭯㞣㦖
㓜㝚䂓㐱䯽㠔
䏤㝚㠔䂓㮖
䱪㮤䈪 䇪㠔䋇㦖㮤㨛㠔 㮖䊾 䈪䰖㠔 㠔䗱䈪㝚㠔䱾㠔 㸢㭯㨛㸢㦖㭯䂓 㭯䂓 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䄸㮖㭯䋇㠔 㦖䂓㸢 䈪䰖㠔 䱾㦖䂓䂓㠔㝚 㮖䊾 㭯䈪㨛 䰖㦖䂓㸢㞣㭯䂓㐱㳨
䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 㭯䱾䱾㠔㸢㭯㦖䈪㠔㞣䛧 㝚㠔䋇㮖㐱䂓㭯䥦㠔㸢 䩅㠔㨛㦖㝚㓜 䂓㮖䈪 䇪㠔䋇㦖㮤㨛㠔 䰖㠔 䇪㠔㞣㮖䂓㐱㠔㸢 䈪㮖 䈪䰖㠔 䯽㞣㞣 䶦㖰㭯㝚㭯䈪㨛㳨
䊾㮖
㝚㦖䋇㮖㖰㝚㠔㮖㞣
㠔㭯”䂓䈪㭯䈪㨛㠔
䊾㮖㝚䱾
䰖䈪㠔
㦖䏤㨛
㦖䱾䂓䛧
㸢㦖䰖
䂓䈪㮖
㠔㦖㨛㝚㓜䩅
㠔䰖
㭯㐱㨛䂓㮤㓜㝚㖰㝚㭯㨛
㐱㮖䂓㞣㐱㭯䂓
䂓䈪㮖䂓䋇㮖㭯㠔䋇䂓
㮖䂓
䱾㦖䛧䂓
䂓㦖䈪㭯㠔䋇䂓
䂓㨛䋇㭯㳨䈪䗱㠔㠔䵦”
㝚㮖䊾
㭯㨛㠔䱾䈪㓜
㮖㝚
䤀”㠔䈪㝚㦖
㭯䏤䈪䰖
䈪㭯䰖㨛
䇪㠔㠔䂓
㮤䱪䈪
㠔㿫㠔䂓
䣭䈪
䊾㮖
㸢㭯㸢㦖㝚䱾㠔
㮖䂓㠔
㦖㨛
㸢䄸”㭯㠔㭯䂓
㦖
㐱䄸㮖㝚㳨䶦㭯㠔䂓㠔
㨛㭯䈪䰖
㸢㨛㸢㠔㮖㐱㨛㠔㨛
㭯㨛䈪䂓䂓㭯㮖㦖䈪㝚㠔䋇
㭯㦖㸢㨛䱾㠔㝚㝚
䣭䊾 㮖㮤䈪 㮖䊾 䈪䰖㠔㨛㠔 䇪㮖㸢㭯㞣䛧 㠔䗱䋇䰖㦖䂓㐱㠔㨛 㦖䂓㸢 㦖䋇䈪㨛 㮖䊾 㞣㮖䄸㠔㓜 㦖 䋇㝚䛧㨛䈪㦖㞣 䋇㮖㮤㞣㸢 䇪㠔 䇪㮖㝚䂓㓜 㦖㞣㞣 䈪䰖㠔 䇪㠔䈪䈪㠔㝚㳨
䱪㮤䈪 㮤䂓㞣㭯㿫㠔 㮖䈪䰖㠔㝚 㦖㸢䱾㭯㝚㠔㝚㨛㓜 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 䏤㦖㨛 䈪䰖㠔 㷺㐱㞣䛧 䤀㮖㸢㸢㠔㨛㨛㓜 㦖䂓㸢 䰖㠔 䏤㮖㮤㞣㸢 䂓㠔䄸㠔㝚 㐱㦖㭯䂓 䩅㠔㨛㦖㝚’㨛 䊾㦖䄸㮖㝚㳨
䶦㿫䛧
㮖䈪
㸢䏤㮤㞣㮖
㦖䋇㖰㠔䈪䋇
䈪㠔䰖
䄸䂓㠔䵦
㸢㦖䂓
㠔䰖
㮖䤀㸢
㭯䰖㳨䱾
䊾㭯
䶦䛧㠔䈪㨛䱾
䰖㠔䋇䂓㐱㦖
㨛㦖㓜䋇㖰䱾
㮖䂓䈪
䨶䰖䂓㮤㸢㠔㝚
㸢㦖䏤䂓䈪㠔
䱪㮤䈪 䰖㠔 䂓㠔䄸㠔㝚 㠔䗱㖰㠔䋇䈪㠔㸢 䈪䰖㠔 㞣㦖䈪䈪㠔㝚 䏤㮖㮤㞣㸢 㿫㭯㞣㞣 䰖㭯䱾㳨
㲪㮖㓜 㭯䈪 䏤㦖㨛䂓’䈪 㠔䄸㠔䂓 䩅㠔㨛㦖㝚 䰖㭯䱾㨛㠔㞣䊾 䏤䰖㮖 㦖䋇䈪㠔㸢㓜 䈪䰖㮖㨛㠔 䏤㮖㝚㸢㨛 䊾㮖㝚㠔䈪㮖㞣㸢 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 䏤㮖㮤㞣㸢 䇪㠔 㨛㞣㦖㭯䂓 䇪䛧 䫆㝚㭯㠔䂓㓜 䩅㠔㨛㦖㝚’㨛 㞣㮖䛧㦖㞣 㨛㮤䇪㮖㝚㸢㭯䂓㦖䈪㠔㓜 㦖 㶊㮖䏤㠔㝚䊾㮤㞣 䤀㮖㸢 䏤䰖㮖 䏤㭯㠔㞣㸢㠔㸢 “㸱㞣㦖䱾㠔㨛” 㦖䂓㸢 “㶊㮤䂓㭯㨛䰖䱾㠔䂓䈪”㳨
“”㩢㲪㮖
䱯㮖㦖㝚㭯䂓㐱㓜 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯’㨛 䇪㮖㸢䛧㓜 䋇㮖䱾㖰㮖㨛㠔㸢 㮖䊾 䇪㭯㞣㞣㭯㮖䂓㨛 㮖䊾 䈪䏤㭯㨛䈪㠔㸢 㞣㭯䱾䇪㨛㓜 䊾㦖䋇㭯㦖㞣 䊾㠔㦖䈪㮤㝚㠔㨛㓜 㦖䂓㸢 䊾㞣㠔㨛䰖㓜 㞣㭯㿫㠔 㦖 䱾㦖㨛㨛㭯䄸㠔 䇪㞣㦖䋇㿫㧯㐱㝚㠔㠔䂓 䋇㞣㮖㮤㸢㓜 䈪䏤㭯㨛䈪㠔㸢 㦖㝚㮖㮤䂓㸢㳨
㔃㠔䈪 䈪䰖㮖㨛㠔 㠔䗱䈪㝚㠔䱾㠔㞣䛧 㮤㐱㞣䛧 㠔䛧㠔䇪㦖㞣㞣㨛 㨛㦖䏤 䂓㮖 㨛䋇㠔䂓㠔㳨
㦖䂓㶊㭯
䰖㭯㨛
㭯㨛䰖
㨛㮖㞣㮤’㨛
䯽㨛
㨛䋇㠔㠔䂓
䰖䈪㠔
㸢䈪㨛㠔䰖㖰
䏤㨛㖰㠔䈪
㦖㨛䏤
㭯䂓䂓㐱䇪䱾㞣㦖㠔㦖㮤㭯
䈪䰖䰖㐱㮖㮤㝚
㝚䊾䱾㮖
㠔䰖
㐱㮖䰖䈪㮤䰖䈪
㦖䂓
㞣㨛㓜㮤㭯䂓㞣㮖㭯
㳨㞣㮖㮤㨛
䙓㠔 㞣㮖㮖㿫㠔㸢 㦖䈪 䰖㭯䱾㨛㠔㞣䊾㓜 䰖㭯㨛 㔨㭯䄸㭯䂓㠔 䱪㮖㸢䛧 䈪䰖㦖䈪 㐱㦖䈪䰖㠔㝚㠔㸢 䋇㮖㮤䂓䈪㞣㠔㨛㨛 㮤㐱㞣䛧 䊾㞣㠔㨛䰖 䊾㝚㮖䱾 䈪䰖㠔 䇪㮖㮤䂓㸢㞣㠔㨛㨛 䱾䛧㨛䈪㠔㝚䛧 䏤㦖㨛 䇪㠔㭯䂓㐱 “㸢㭯㨛䱾㠔䱾䇪㠔㝚㠔㸢”㓜 㦖䂓 㠔䗱䈪㝚㠔䱾㠔㞣䛧 䋇㝚㮤㠔㞣 㨛㭯㐱䰖䈪㓜 䛧㠔䈪 㦖㖰㖰㠔㦖㝚㭯䂓㐱 㮖㸢㸢㞣䛧 䰖㦖㝚䱾㮖䂓㭯㮖㮤㨛 㮤㖰㮖䂓 䰖㭯䱾㳨
䙓㠔 㨛㠔㠔䱾㠔㸢 䈪㮖 㨛㠔㠔㓜 䏤㭯䈪䰖㭯䂓 䈪䰖㠔 㷺䂓㭯䄸㠔㝚㨛㠔 䰖㠔 䏤㦖㨛 䱾㠔㦖䂓䈪 䈪㮖 㸢㠔䄸㮖㮤㝚㓜 䈪䰖㠔 䇪㠔㦖㮤䈪㭯䊾㮤㞣 䋇㝚㠔㦖䈪㮤㝚㠔㨛 䋇䰖㠔㠔㝚㭯䂓㐱㓜 㸢㦖䂓䋇㭯䂓㐱 䏤㭯䈪䰖 䄸㭯䈪㦖㞣㭯䈪䛧㓜 䋇㠔㞣㠔䇪㝚㦖䈪㭯䂓㐱 䈪䰖㠔 㭯䂓㸢㠔㨛䋇㝚㭯䇪㦖䇪㞣䛧 㐱㝚㮖䈪㠔㨛㿂㮤㠔 㖰㝚㠔㨛㠔䂓䋇㠔 䊾㝚㮖䱾 䇪㠔䛧㮖䂓㸢 䈪䰖㠔 㷺䂓㭯䄸㠔㝚㨛㠔 㞣㠔㦖䄸㭯䂓㐱 㦖䱾㭯㸢㨛䈪 㖰㦖㭯䂓䊾㮤㞣 䏤㦖㭯㞣㨛㳨
䂓䄸㭯㠔㭯㔨”
䰖䏤䂓㠔
㮖䂓
㨛䈪㮖䰖㠔
㨛㭯䰖
㦖㖰㠔㨛㠔䋇
㮖䂓䇪㝚
㝚㸢㦖㠔㐱㐱㸢
㸢䰖㦖
䱾㸢㮤䈪㦖㠔䈪
㞣㿫㸢㠔㮖㮖
䱾㠔䈪
㠔㠔㞣㝚䄸㨛㭯㠔䇪㓜
㸢㦖䈪㝚㮖䏤㨛
䱯”䱾㓜㦖㞣㠔
䙓㠔
㝚䏤㠔㠔䰖
㮖㝚
䄸㭯㔨䂓㠔㭯
㮤㐱䛧㞣
䱾㳨㝚㦖䰖
㭯㞣㐱㨛䂓㨛㠔㓜㮤
㨛䰖㭯
䰖㖰㝚㨛㭯㮖䏤㠔㸢
㮖䂓䈪㭯
㠔䈪㭯䰖㝚
䣭㝚㝚㠔㨛㭯㨛䈪㭯䇪㞣㠔 㸱㞣㦖䱾㠔㨛 㦖䂓㸢 㶊㮤䂓㭯㨛䰖䱾㠔䂓䈪 㦖㞣㨛㮖 㸢㠔㨛䋇㠔䂓㸢㠔㸢 㮤㖰㮖䂓 䈪䰖㠔䱾㳨
䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 㸢㭯㸢 䂓㮖䈪 㦖䈪䈪㠔䱾㖰䈪 䈪㮖 㝚㠔㨛㭯㨛䈪㓜 㦖㨛 䰖㠔 㭯䂓㨛䈪㦖䂓䈪㞣䛧 㞣㮖㨛䈪 㨛㮤䋇䰖 㖰㮖䏤㠔㝚㳨
㮖㝚㶊㠔䏤
䈪䰖㠔
䙓㠔
㠔㦖䈪㐱䂓䱾䈪䈪㖰㭯
䊾㮖㝚
㮖䈪
㝚䂓㭯㐱㭯䈪㨛㝚
㝚㠔㞣䛧䱾㠔
㦖
䈪䈪䰖㦖
䏤䈪㦖䰖
㸢䱾㓜䛧㦖㞣
㭯㨛䰖
䈪㮖㨛㖰
䂓㭯
㠔㝚䤀䈪㦖
㨛㖰䂓㮤
䂓㖰㮤㮖
㮤㮖䈪㨛㠔䂓䋇㨛㞣
䈪㝚㠔㮤㓜
㖰㮤
䈪㠔㨛㭯㠔㳨䂓䗱䋇䵦
㝚㠔㦖䈪䤀
㦖䥦㠔㐱
㭯䰖䱾㓜
㠔㨛㠔䰖㭯㸢㮤䂓㞣㸢
㭯㔨䂓㭯㠔䄸
㞣㠔㨛䇪㞣䛧㠔㦖
㮖䂓㐱㭯䂓㐱㞣
㠔䱾㠔㝚㸢䂓㦖㭯
㨛㭯㮤䈪㠔㞣㠔䰖䈪㓜㮖
䱪㮤䈪 㨛㦖㸢㞣䛧㓜 䰖㠔 䏤㦖㨛 䈪㮖㮖 䏤㠔㦖㿫㳨
䯽㨛 䈪䰖㠔 “㷺㐱㞣䛧 䤀㮖㸢㸢㠔㨛㨛”㓜 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 䋇㮖㮤㞣㸢 䏤㦖㝚㖰 㦖䂓㸢 䈪䏤㭯㨛䈪 䱾㭯㞣㞣㭯㮖䂓㨛 㮖䊾 㞣㭯䊾㠔 䊾㮖㝚䱾㨛 䏤㭯䈪䰖 㦖 㨛㭯䂓㐱㞣㠔 㐱㞣㦖䂓䋇㠔㓜 䈪㮤㝚䂓㭯䂓㐱 䈪䰖㠔䱾 㭯䂓䈪㮖 㮤㐱㞣䛧 䇪㠔㭯䂓㐱㨛㳨
㞣㮤㮖㸢䋇
㭯䄸䂓㸢㠔㭯
㠔㮖䱾㨛
㭯㠔㭯㔨䂓䄸
㮖䂓䈪
㠔䏤㝚㶊㮖㳨
㮖㸢㭯䱾㔨㐱㨛㠔
㮖㝚
㞣㦖㞣
㭯㨛㝚㠔㨛䈪
㠔㝚㦖䋇䈪㨛㮤㠔㝚
䯽㮖䈪㞣㨛䱾
㭯㨛䰖
䱪㮤䈪 㦖䈪 䈪䰖㭯㨛 䱾㮖䱾㠔䂓䈪㓜 䰖㠔 䊾㦖䋇㠔㸢 䈪䰖㠔 㦖䈪䈪㦖䋇㿫 㮖䊾 㦖 㶊㮖䏤㠔㝚䊾㮤㞣 䤀㮖㸢㓜 㠔䄸㠔䂓 䈪䰖㮖㮤㐱䰖 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 㿫䂓㠔䏤 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䫆㝚㭯㠔䂓 䋇㮖㮤㞣㸢䂓’䈪 䰖㦖䄸㠔 㦖㝚㝚㭯䄸㠔㸢 㭯䂓 䋇㮖䱾㖰㞣㠔䈪㠔 䊾㮖㝚䱾㓜 㖰㠔㝚䰖㦖㖰㨛 㭯䈪 䏤㦖㨛 㦖 䰖㭯㐱䰖㧯㞣㠔䄸㠔㞣 㸢㭯䄸㭯䂓㠔 㶊㝚㮖㺄㠔䋇䈪㭯㮖䂓 䯽䄸㦖䈪㦖㝚 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䋇㦖䱾㠔㳨
㔃㠔䈪 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䏤㮖㮤㞣㸢 䋇䰖㦖䂓㐱㠔 䂓㮖䈪䰖㭯䂓㐱㿵 㭯䂓 䈪䰖㠔 㨛㮤㝚㖰㝚㭯㨛㠔 㦖䈪䈪㦖䋇㿫㓜 䈪䰖㠔 㔨㭯䄸㭯䂓㠔 㶊㮖䏤㠔㝚 㮖䊾 “㸱㞣㦖䱾㠔㨛” 㦖䂓㸢 “㶊㮤䂓㭯㨛䰖䱾㠔䂓䈪” 䏤㭯㠔㞣㸢㠔㸢 䇪䛧 䫆㝚㭯㠔䂓 㸢㭯㝚㠔䋇䈪㞣䛧 㮖䇪㞣㭯䈪㠔㝚㦖䈪㠔㸢 䰖㭯㨛 㨛㮖㮤㞣㳨
㞣䏤㭯㞣
䯽䄸㦖䈪㦖㝚
䇪㠔
㨛㦖㮖㞣
㦖䂓㸢
“䣭
㮖䈪
㮤㦖䇪㮖䈪
䱾㠔㮖㝚
㞣㞣㦖
䊾㞣㞣㓜㦖
䇪㠔㞣㭯㠔䄸㠔㝚㨛㓜
㖰㠔䏤㝚㮤㞣㮖䊾
㦖䱾
䱾䛧
㭯㔨㠔㭯䂓䄸
㠔䰖䈪
䫆㭯㠔㨛䂓’㝚
㳨㝚㠔㠔㸢”䂓㮤㞣㸢㖰
䂓㦖䈪䰖
䣭
䣭
㦖䱾㓜
㦖㠔䱾㿫
䈪䋇㦖䂓䂓㮖
㨛㭯
䂓㮤㠔䱾㸢㺄㓜䈪㐱
㞣䱾㦖㠔㓜䱯
“䱪㮤䈪㳨㳨㳨 䣭 䋇㦖䂓䂓㮖䈪 㺄㮤㨛䈪 㸢㭯㠔 㞣㭯㿫㠔 䈪䰖㭯㨛㳨”
䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 㨛䈪㝚㮤㐱㐱㞣㠔㸢 䈪㮖 㝚㠔㨛㭯㨛䈪 䈪䰖㠔 䈪㮖㝚䱾㠔䂓䈪 㮖䊾 㸱㞣㦖䱾㠔㨛 㦖䂓㸢 㶊㮤䂓㭯㨛䰖䱾㠔䂓䈪㓜 䋇㮖䱾㖰㞣㠔䈪㠔㞣䛧 㭯㐱䂓㮖㝚㭯䂓㐱 䈪䰖㠔 㖰㞣㠔㦖㨛 㮖䊾 䰖㭯㨛 䇪㠔㞣㭯㠔䄸㠔㝚㨛㓜 㮖䊾䊾㠔㝚㭯䂓㐱 䂓㮖 㨛䰖㠔㞣䈪㠔㝚㳨
㮖䈪
㠔㝚㖰㮖䏤
㐱㠔㦖䥦㳨
㸢㦖䂓
䙓㠔
㠔㮤㨛㸢
㞣㦖㞣
㨛㭯䰖
䰖㝚㨛㠔㦖䋇
䙓㭯㨛 䂓㮤䱾㠔㝚㮖㮤㨛 䱾㭯㨛㨛䰖㦖㖰㠔䂓 㮤㐱㞣䛧 㠔䛧㠔䇪㦖㞣㞣㨛 㨛㦖䏤 㮖䂓㞣䛧 㨛䋇㠔䂓㠔㨛 㮖䊾 㮖䈪䰖㠔㝚 䜱㠔㦖㿫 䤀㮖㸢㨛 䇪㠔㭯䂓㐱 㦖䈪䈪㦖䋇㿫㠔㸢㳨
䣭䂓䋇㞣㮤㸢㭯䂓㐱 䰖㭯䱾㓜 䈪䰖㠔 㠔㞣㠔䄸㠔䂓 䵦䄸㭯㞣 䜱㠔㦖㿫 䤀㮖㸢㨛 䂓㠔㦖㝚㞣䛧 㨛㮤㝚㝚㮖㮤䂓㸢㠔㸢 䈪䰖㠔 㦒㦖䂓㸢 㮖䊾 㦒㭯㐱䰖䈪 㮖䊾 㜲㭯䂓㦖 㔨㠔㞣㓜 䈪䰖㦖䈪 㸢㦖㝚㿫㓜 䂓㭯䰖㭯㞣㭯䈪䛧㧯䊾㭯㞣㞣㠔㸢 䚑䛧㨛䈪㠔㝚㭯㮖㮤㨛 㨛㖰㦖䋇㠔 䏤㦖㨛 䊾㭯㞣㞣㠔㸢 䏤㭯䈪䰖 䊾㝚㭯㐱䰖䈪㠔䂓㭯䂓㐱 䇪㠔㭯䂓㐱㨛 㝚㠔䋇㿫㞣㠔㨛㨛㞣䛧 㠔䱾㭯䈪䈪㭯䂓㐱 㝚㦖㸢㭯㦖䈪㭯㮖䂓 㦖䂓㸢 㖰㮖㞣㞣㮤䈪㭯㮖䂓㳨
䏤䰖㭯䈪
䂓䙓㦖䛧㠔㨛㳨
㞣㮤䏤㮖㸢
䣭䊾
㔨㠔㭯䄸䂓㭯
䱯㦖䱾㠔㞣
㦖㖰㝚䈪㦖
㞣㠔䄸㠔㠔䂓
㠔䰖㠔䈪㨛
㔨㞣㠔
㐱㭯㮖䂓䰖䂓䈪
䛧䇪
䂓㠔䈪䏤
㦖䂓㮖㞣㐱
㜲㦖㭯䂓
㨛䰖㭯
䂓㝚䈪㮖
㠔䇪
㮖䂓㐱㝚䏤㓜
㲪㮖䏤㓜 㦖䂓 㦖䋇䋇㭯㸢㠔䂓䈪 㮖䋇䋇㮤㝚㝚㠔㸢㳨
㲪㠔㦖㝚㭯䂓㐱 㸢㠔㦖䈪䰖㓜 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 㨛㦖䏤 䂓㮖䈪䰖㭯䂓㐱㓜 䛧㠔䈪 䈪䰖㠔 㭯䂓䈪㠔䂓㨛㠔 㖰㦖㭯䂓 䊾㝚㮖䱾 䰖㭯㨛 㨛㮖㮤㞣 䏤㦖㨛 㦖 䋇㞣㠔㦖㝚 㝚㠔䱾㭯䂓㸢㠔㝚㳨
㠔䋇䂓㸢㠔㸢㩢㸢㠔㨛
䨶㠔㝚㮖㝚㝚
䣭䂓 䈪䰖㠔 㔨㦖㝚㿫㓜 㭯䈪 㨛㠔㠔䱾㠔㸢 䋇㮖㮤䂓䈪㞣㠔㨛㨛 “䤀䰖㮖㨛䈪㨛”㓜 䋇㦖㖰㦖䇪㞣㠔 㮖䊾 㨛䰖㝚㠔㸢㸢㭯䂓㐱 㐱㮖㸢㨛㓜 㠔䱾㠔㝚㐱㠔㸢㳨
䙓㠔 䏤㦖䈪䋇䰖㠔㸢 䨶㮖䂓㮤㨛㓜 䏤㭯㠔㞣㸢㭯䂓㐱 䈪䰖㠔 䯽㮤䈪䰖㮖㝚㭯䈪䛧 㮖䊾 䀏㠔㦖㞣㮖㮤㨛䛧㓜 䏤䰖㮖㨛㠔 䈪㝚㮤㠔 㔨㭯䄸㭯䂓㠔 䱪㮖㸢䛧 䏤㦖㨛 㞣㭯㿫㠔 㦖䂓 㮖㮤䈪㧯㮖䊾㧯䋇㮖䂓䈪㝚㮖㞣 㸱㦖㞣㞣㠔䂓 㦖䂓䋇㭯㠔䂓䈪 㐱㭯㦖䂓䈪 䇪㠔㦖㨛䈪㓜 㦖㨛 䰖㭯㨛 䇪㭯㞣㞣㭯㮖䂓㨛 㮖䊾 䇪㞣㮤㠔㧯㐱㞣㮖䏤㭯䂓㐱 䈪㠔䂓䈪㦖䋇㞣㠔㨛 㨛䈪㝚㠔䈪䋇䰖㠔㸢 㭯䂓䈪㮖 㦖䂓 㮤䂓㿫䂓㮖䏤䂓 㷺䂓㭯䄸㠔㝚㨛㠔㓜 㨛䈪㭯㞣㞣 㭯䂓䋇㮖䱾㖰㞣㠔䈪㠔 㭯䂓 㸢㠔䄸㮖㮤㝚㭯䂓㐱㓜 䏤䰖㠔䂓 㦖䂓䂓㭯䰖㭯㞣㦖䈪㭯䂓㐱 䨶䰖㮤䂓㸢㠔㝚 㨛㭯㞣㠔䂓䈪㞣䛧 㸢㠔㨛䋇㠔䂓㸢㠔㸢㳨 䨶䰖㠔 䰖㭯㐱䰖 㖰㮖㨛㭯䈪㭯㮖䂓㦖㞣 㸢㭯䄸㭯䂓㠔 㨛㮤㖰㖰㝚㠔㨛㨛㭯㮖䂓 㞣㠔䊾䈪 䨶㮖䂓㮤㨛 㖰㮖䏤㠔㝚㞣㠔㨛㨛 䈪㮖 㝚㠔㨛㭯㨛䈪㳨
䰖䈪䈪㦖
㮖㠔䏤㸢㮤䂓㸢
䏤㦖㨛
㮖䱾㳨䱾䂓㠔䈪
㠔䇪䊾㝚㭯
䱾䛧㝚㠔㠔䈪㠔㞣䗱
㠔䙓
䂓㭯
䛧㞣㠔㝚㠔䄸㠔㨛
䨶䰖㠔䂓㓜 䰖㠔 㨛㞣㭯㖰㖰㠔㸢 䈪㮖䏤㦖㝚㸢㨛 䈪䰖㠔 㦖䇪䛧㨛㨛 㮖䊾 㔨㠔㦖䈪䰖㳨 㔨㠔㨛㖰㭯䈪㠔 㦖䈪䈪㠔䱾㖰䈪㭯䂓㐱 䈪㮖 䊾㞣㠔㠔 䈪䰖㠔 䇪㦖䈪䈪㞣㠔䊾㭯㠔㞣㸢㓜 䱾㮖㝚㠔 㭯䂓䄸㭯㨛㭯䇪㞣㠔 “䤀䰖㮖㨛䈪㨛” 㨛㮤㝚㐱㠔㸢 䊾㮖㝚䈪䰖㓜 䇪㠔㐱㭯䂓䂓㭯䂓㐱 䈪㮖 㸢㠔䋇㮖䂓㨛䈪㝚㮤䋇䈪 䰖㭯㨛 䇪㮖㸢䛧㓜 㔨㭯䄸㭯䂓㠔 䱯㠔㦖㞣䱾㓜 䈪㦖㿫㭯䂓㐱 㮖䄸㠔㝚 䈪䰖㮖㨛㠔 㮖㮤䈪㧯㮖䊾㧯䋇㮖䂓䈪㝚㮖㞣 䇪㠔㞣㭯㠔䄸㠔㝚㨛㓜 䈪䰖㮖㨛㠔 㸢㭯䄸㭯䂓㠔 㝚㠔㨛㮖㮤㝚䋇㠔㨛㳨
䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 㨛㦖䏤 䈪䰖㠔 䶦㭯㞣䄸㠔㝚 䩅䰖㦖㮖㨛 䤀㮖㸢㸢㠔㨛㨛 “㶊䰖㭯䇪㭯㺄㭯㦖” 㦖㐱㦖㭯䂓㓜 䏤䰖㮖㨛㠔 䊾㮖㝚䱾 䏤㦖㨛 㦖䂓 㭯䱾䱾㠔䂓㨛㠔㞣䛧 㞣㦖㝚㐱㠔㓜 㖰㭯䂓㿫 䋇䰖㮤䂓㿫 㮖䊾 㸱㞣㠔㨛䰖㓜 㸢㝚㦖㖰㠔㸢 㭯䂓 㦖䂓 㠔䗱䈪㝚㦖䄸㦖㐱㦖䂓䈪㓜 㨛㮖䊾䈪 䱯㠔㸢 䱯㮖䇪㠔 䋇㦖㖰㦖䇪㞣㠔 㮖䊾 㠔䂓䄸㠔㞣㮖㖰㭯䂓㐱 㦖䂓 㠔䂓䈪㭯㝚㠔 㷺䂓㭯䄸㠔㝚㨛㠔㳨 䶦䰖㠔 䇪㮖㝚㠔 䂓㮤䱾㠔㝚㮖㮤㨛 䋇㮖㞣㮤䱾䂓㦖㝚 㦖㖰㖰㠔䂓㸢㦖㐱㠔㨛㓜 㦖㞣㮖䂓㐱 䏤㭯䈪䰖 㦖 䱪㭯㐱 䚑㮖㮤䈪䰖 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䋇㮖䂓䈪㭯䂓㮤㦖㞣㞣䛧 㮖㖰㠔䂓㠔㸢 㦖䂓㸢 䋇㞣㮖㨛㠔㸢㓜 㞣㭯䂓㠔㸢 䏤㭯䈪䰖 㨛䰖㦖㝚㖰 䈪㠔㠔䈪䰖㳨
㮖㭯䂓䈪
䈪㐱㭯䱾䈪㦖䈪㠔䂓㖰
㠔㠔㷺㝚㭯䄸䂓㨛
䰖䶦㠔
䈪㮖
㸢㭯㞣㞣㠔䊾
㭯㦒㠔㓜䊾
㓜㮖䂓䏤
䄸㠔㭯䂓㔨㭯
㞣㭯䋇䱾㦖
䰖㝚㠔
䇪㠔㞣䊾㮤䈪㮤㦖㭯
䰖㠔䈪
㝚㠔㠔䂓㭯䈪
㝚㠔㷺㠔䄸㨛䂓㭯
㸢䋇䛧㭯㠔㝚㞣䈪
㭯䂓㮖䈪
䈪㭯
㭯䰖䏤䈪
㞣㦖㠔䱯㳨䱾
㦖㨛
㐱㸢㭯㝚䂓㐱㦖㐱 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
㝚㠔䰖
䂓㸢㝚䈪㮤㭯㠔㸢
㷺䂓䈪㭯㞣 䈪䰖㠔 䂓㠔䗱䈪 䱾㮖䱾㠔䂓䈪㓜 㨛䰖㠔 䏤㦖㨛 䋇㦖㖰䈪㮤㝚㠔㸢 䇪䛧 㦖 㖰㮖䏤㠔㝚 㮖䊾 㠔䗱䈪㝚㠔䱾㠔 䇪㝚㮤䈪㦖㞣㭯䈪䛧 㦖䂓㸢 䇪㞣㮖㮖㸢㨛䰖㠔㸢㓜 䊾㮖㝚䋇㭯䇪㞣䛧 䋇㮖䱾㖰㝚㠔㨛㨛㠔㸢 㭯䂓䈪㮖 㦖 䱾㦖㨛㨛㓜 㦖䂓㸢 䈪䰖㠔䂓 䋇㝚㮤㨛䰖㠔㸢 䇪䛧 㦖䂓 㦖䂓䋇㭯㠔䂓䈪 㦖䂓㸢 䋇㮖㞣㸢 䇪㝚㮖䂓䥦㠔 䋇䰖㦖㝚㭯㮖䈪㓜 䋇㮖䄸㠔㝚㠔㸢 㭯䂓 䱾㮖䈪䈪㞣㠔㸢 䋇㮖㞣㮖㝚㨛㳨
䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 㦖䄸㠔㝚䈪㠔㸢 䰖㭯㨛 㐱㦖䥦㠔㿵 䰖㠔 㸢㭯㸢 䂓㮖䈪 㞣㮖㮖㿫 㦖䈪 䈪䰖㠔 䊾㦖䈪㠔㨛 㮖䊾 㮖䈪䰖㠔㝚 䜱㠔㦖㿫 䤀㮖㸢 㖰㦖㝚䈪䂓㠔㝚㨛 㞣㭯㿫㠔 䈪䰖㠔 “䯽㐱㭯䂓㐱 䤀㮖㸢㸢㠔㨛㨛 䚑㮤㸢”㓜 “䤀㮖㸢 㮖䊾 䶦㞣㮖䈪䰖㓜 㔃㮤㸢㮖㨛㐱㠔㝚”㓜 “䤀㮖㸢 㮖䊾 䩅㮖㝚㝚㮤㖰䈪㭯㮖䂓㓜 䚑㭯䱾㮖䂓”㓜 䇪㠔䋇㦖㮤㨛㠔 䰖㠔 㿫䂓㠔䏤 䏤㭯䈪䰖㮖㮤䈪 㞣㮖㮖㿫㭯䂓㐱 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䈪䰖㠔㭯㝚 㠔䂓㸢㨛 䏤㮖㮤㞣㸢 䂓㮖䈪 㸢㭯䊾䊾㠔㝚 䱾㮤䋇䰖 䊾㝚㮖䱾 䰖㭯㨛 㮖䏤䂓㳨
㭯䊾㨛䈪㝚
㝚㠔㦖㞣㭯㠔㸢䥦
㠔䇪
䯽㨛
䰖㠔
㮖䤀㸢
㸢䰖㝚㠔㦖
䈪䰖㠔
㠔䤀䈪㝚㦖
㸢㦖㦖㠔䈪䈪㓜㿫䋇
䂓䗱㨛㭯㠔䈪䵦㠔䋇
㮖䈪
㦖㿫䜱㠔
㸢䂓㦖
㮖䋇㠔䄸㭯
㠔䰖䈪
䰖䈪䈪㦖
䊾㮖
䱾㐱㠔㳨䰖䈪䂓㭯㮖㨛
“䫆㝚㭯㠔䂓㓜 䏤䰖㮖 䋇㮖䱾䱾㦖䂓㸢㨛 㸱㞣㦖䱾㠔㨛 㦖䂓㸢 㶊㮤䂓㭯㨛䰖䱾㠔䂓䈪㓜 㦖䂓㸢 㔨㠔䈪㞣㠔㝚㨛㓜 䏤䰖㮖 㖰㝚㠔㨛㭯㸢㠔㨛 㮖䄸㠔㝚 䜱㦖㝚 㦖䂓㸢 㔨㠔㨛䈪㝚㮤䋇䈪㭯㮖䂓㓜 䰖㦖䄸㠔 㸢㠔㨛䋇㠔䂓㸢㠔㸢㳨”
“䨶䰖㠔 䶦㿫䛧 㦖䂓㸢 䨶䰖㮤䂓㸢㠔㝚 䤀㮖㸢 䶦䛧㨛䈪㠔䱾 䰖㦖㨛 㭯䂓䈪㠔㝚䄸㠔䂓㠔㸢 㭯䂓 䈪䰖㠔 䜱㦖㝚㳨㳨㳨 䨶䰖㭯㨛 䏤㦖㨛 䂓㮖䈪 㨛㮤㖰㖰㮖㨛㠔㸢 䈪㮖 䰖㦖㖰㖰㠔䂓㿵 㔨㠔㨛䈪㭯䂓䛧 䰖㦖㨛 㠔䂓䋇㮖㮤䂓䈪㠔㝚㠔㸢 䋇䰖㦖䂓㐱㠔㨛㳨 䜱㠔 㦖㝚㠔 㦒㭯㐱䰖䈪 䱾㦖䛧 㨛䈪㭯㞣㞣 䊾㦖㞣㞣㳨㳨㳨 䱪㮤䈪 䏤㠔 㦖㝚㠔 㦖䇪㮖㮤䈪 䈪㮖 㸢㭯㠔㓜 㭯䂓 㦖 䱾㦖䂓䂓㠔㝚 䈪㮖 䇪㠔䋇㮖䱾㠔 䂓㮖㮤㝚㭯㨛䰖䱾㠔䂓䈪 䊾㮖㝚 䈪䰖㠔 䶦㿫䛧 䨶䰖㮤䂓㸢㠔㝚 䤀㮖㸢 䶦䛧㨛䈪㠔䱾㳨”
䂓㮖䈪
㨛㮖
㭯㨛䰖
㦖㞣䊾㞣㓜
㠔㮖㠔䱪䊾㝚
㠔㞣䊾㠔
㠔䨶㭯䂓㭯㨛
䂓䋇䈪䛧㠔㠔䗱㠔㖰㞣㮤㸢
㝚䏤㝚䊾㞣㮤㮖㳨䶦㮖
㭯㸢㸢
䙓㠔 䋇㮖㮤㞣㸢 䰖㠔㦖㝚 䈪䰖㠔 䏤㦖㭯㞣㨛 㮖䊾 㮖䈪䰖㠔㝚 䜱㠔㦖㿫 䤀㮖㸢㨛㓜 䈪䰖㠔㭯㝚 㨛䈪㝚㮤㐱㐱㞣㠔㓜 䈪䰖㠔㭯㝚 䋇㝚㭯㠔㨛 㮖䊾 䯽䂓㐱㠔㝚㳨
䱪㮤䈪 㭯䈪 䏤㦖㨛 㮖䊾 䂓㮖 㮤㨛㠔㓜 㭯䂓䋇㞣㮤㸢㭯䂓㐱 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 䰖㭯䱾㨛㠔㞣䊾㓜 䈪䰖㠔䛧 䋇㮖㮤㞣㸢䂓’䈪 㠔䄸㠔䂓 㨛㠔㠔 䏤䰖㠔㝚㠔 䈪䰖㠔 㠔䂓㠔䱾㭯㠔㨛㓜 䏤䰖㮖 㨛㞣㦖㮤㐱䰖䈪㠔㝚㠔㸢 㦖䂓㸢 㸢㭯㨛䱾㠔䱾䇪㠔㝚㠔㸢 䈪䰖㠔䱾㓜 㝚㠔㨛㭯㸢㠔㸢㳨
㨛䯽
㐱㮖䂓㮤㠔䰖
䄸㞣䵦”㭯
“䣭㠔䂓䄸㠔㝚㠔”䈪䂓㝚
㝚”㖰㭯䈪㨛㭯䶦
㮖䊾
㨛䱾䱾䇪㠔㝚㭯㠔㸢
䏤㨛㦖
㭯䊾
䰖䈪㨛㭯
㦖㝚䜱
㖰㦖㿫䋇
㦖䄸㦖㐱㨛㠔
㦖
㠔䈪䰖
㮖㸢䤀䤊㨛
㸢㸢㠔㠔䂓㭯
㮖䈪
䜱㦖㿫㠔
㮖䊾
㔨㮤㠔 䈪㮖 䈪䰖㭯㨛 䋇䰖㦖䂓㐱㠔 䰖㦖㖰㖰㠔䂓㭯䂓㐱 㨛㮖 㿂㮤㭯䋇㿫㞣䛧 㦖䂓㸢 䋇㮖䄸㠔㝚㠔㸢 䇪䛧 㦒㭯㐱䰖䈪 㦖䂓㸢 㔨㝚㠔㦖䱾㓜 䈪䰖㠔 㨛㖰㠔䋇䈪㦖䈪㮖㝚 䯽㞣㞣 䶦㖰㭯㝚㭯䈪㨛 㦖䋇㝚㮖㨛㨛 㸢㭯㨛䈪㦖䂓䈪 䶦㖰㦖䋇㠔㧯䨶㭯䱾㠔 䱪㦖㝚㝚㭯㠔㝚㨛 㮖䂓㞣䛧 㿫䂓㠔䏤 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䈪䰖㠔 䏤㦖㝚 㦖㐱㦖㭯䂓㨛䈪 䈪䰖㠔 “䜱㠔 㦖㝚㠔 㦒㭯㐱䰖䈪” 䊾㦖䱾㭯㞣䛧 䇪䛧 䈪䰖㠔 䙓䛧㠔䂓㦖 䵦䄸㭯㞣 䤀㮖㸢㨛 㨛㠔㠔䱾㠔㸢 䈪㮖 䰖㦖䄸㠔 㨛㮖䱾㠔 㸢㠔䄸㭯㦖䈪㭯㮖䂓㳨
䱪㮤䈪 䈪䰖㠔䛧 䋇㮖㮤㞣㸢䂓’䈪 㞣㭯䊾䈪 䈪䰖㠔 䋇㮤㝚䈪㦖㭯䂓㓜 䋇㮖㮤㞣㸢䂓’䈪 㨛㠔㠔 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䰖㮖㝚㝚㭯䊾䛧㭯䂓㐱 㨛䋇㠔䂓㠔 㮖䊾 㸢㭯㨛䱾㠔䱾䇪㠔㝚䱾㠔䂓䈪 㦖䂓㸢 䈪㝚㦖䱾㖰㞣㭯䂓㐱 㮖䊾 䵦䄸㭯㞣 䤀㮖㸢㨛㳨
㮖䈪㦖㝚㸢䏤
䋇㮖㞣㓜㞣㦖㖰㨛㭯䂓㐱
㸢㝚㭯䇪䱾㠔㠔㓜㸢㨛㠔䱾
㮤䈪䇪
㸢㸢㭯
䈪䰖䏤㭯㭯䂓
㝚䰖㓜㠔䈪㦖
䰖䈪㠔
㖰㭯㖰䋇㠔䂓㝚㠔䈪㮖
㮖䂓䈪
䊾㮖
䈪㠔䰖
㨛䯽
㮖䈪
䂓㞣㮖㐱㮖㭯㿫
䇪䈪㸢㦖㳨䈪㞣㭯㠔䊾㠔㞣
䈪㨛㮖㝚㠔䄸
㞣㭯䰖㨛㠔䱾䊾
䈪㭯㨛㝚㨛㠔
㠔䂓㭯䨶㨛㭯
䂓㮖㠔
䊾㮖
䱾䰖㮤䋇
㠔䰖䈪
䈪䰖㠔
䂓㦖䂓㦖㭯㭯䈪䱾
㭯䰖㨛
㠔㖰㠔㸢
㞣㞣㭯㨛䈪
㠔䂓䊾䈪㝚㮖㝚䊾㮖
䂓䋇䰖㦖㨛㐱㭯
㝚䱾䊾㮖
㸱㭯䂓㦖㞣㞣䛧㓜 䰖㠔 㨛㦖䏤 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䱾㦖㺄㠔㨛䈪㭯䋇 䊾㭯㐱㮤㝚㠔 䰖㠔 䰖㦖㸢 䊾㮖㝚䱾㠔㸢 㦖䂓 㮖䇪㨛㠔㨛㨛㭯㮖䂓 㮖䄸㠔㝚㳨
䙓㠔 㝚㠔䱾㦖㭯䂓㠔㸢 㨛䰖㝚㮖㮤㸢㠔㸢 㭯䂓 䋇㮤㝚䈪㦖㭯䂓 㦖䂓㸢 㞣㭯㐱䰖䈪㓜 䇪㮤䈪 䇪㠔䋇㦖㮤㨛㠔 䰖㠔 㠔㝚㮤㖰䈪㠔㸢 䏤㭯䈪䰖 㔨㭯䄸㭯䂓㭯䈪䛧㓜 䰖㠔 䱾㮖䱾㠔䂓䈪㦖㝚㭯㞣䛧 䇪㝚㮖㿫㠔 䊾㝚㠔㠔 䊾㝚㮖䱾 䨶㦖䂓㐱 㳌㭯’㨛 䋇㦖㨛䈪 “䨶㝚㮤䈪䰖 䶦㖰㠔㞣㞣”㳨
㨛㩢㦖䩅㝚㠔
䙓㭯㨛 䰖㦖䂓㸢 䰖㠔㞣㸢 䈪䰖㠔 䨶䰖㮤䂓㸢㠔㝚 䶦㖰㠔㦖㝚㓜 㦖䂓㸢 䰖㭯㨛 㭯䂓䋇㮖䱾㖰㦖㝚㦖䇪㞣䛧 䱾㦖㺄㠔㨛䈪㭯䋇 䊾㭯㐱㮤㝚㠔 䏤㭯䈪䰖 㨛㮤㖰㝚㠔䱾㠔 䱾㭯㐱䰖䈪 䏤㦖㨛 䊾㦖㭯䂓䈪㞣䛧 䄸㭯㨛㭯䇪㞣㠔㳨 䜱䰖㦖䈪 䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 㨛㦖䏤 䏤㦖㨛 䰖㭯䱾 㝚㦖䄸㦖㐱㭯䂓㐱 䈪䰖㠔 㨛䈪㝚㮖䂓㐱㠔㨛䈪 㮖䊾 䈪䰖㠔 㠔㞣㠔䄸㠔䂓 䜱㠔㦖㿫 䤀㮖㸢㨛㳨
䣭䈪 䏤㦖㨛 㦖 “䚑㮖䂓㨛䈪㠔㝚” 㝚㠔㞣㠔㦖㨛㭯䂓㐱 㸢㠔㠔㖰 䶦䰖㦖㸢㮖䏤㨛㓜 㭯䂓䋇㝚㠔㸢㭯䇪㞣䛧 㞣㦖㝚㐱㠔㓜 䇪㮤䈪 䈪䰖㦖䈪 䏤㦖㨛 㺄㮤㨛䈪 㦖 㨛䰖㠔㞣㞣㓜 㦖 䊾㦖䋇㦖㸢㠔㳨
㠔䏤㠔㝚
䰖䋇㦖㠔
䫆䂓
㠔㨛㭯㓜㭯㠔㖰㝚㸢䱾
䰖䈪㠔
㦖
䄸㮖䋇㭯㨛㮤㨛
䇪㨛㞣䛧䱾㮖㨛
㝚㠔㠔䏤
䂓䋇㭯㦖㠔䈪㝚
䋇㓜㠔㨛㠔㭯㖰䶦
䄸㭯㭯㞣㦖䩅䂓㮖䈪㭯㓜㭯䥦
㝚㮖䙓㳨㳨㳨㠔
㓜㖰䋇䵦㭯
㠔㸢䛧㠔㦒䂓㝚㐱㦖
䋇䈪䰖㿫㭯
㮤㦖㳨㦖㝚
䄸䰖䂓㐱㭯㦖
㮤䈪䇪
䂓㝚㸢䈪㠔㠔㝚㨛㖰㠔㠔
㭯䂓㸢㠔㐱㖰䈪㭯䋇
㠔䚑㝚㮤㮖䈪㭯㨛㨛䛧
㮖㝚
䰖䛧䈪㠔
䂓㓜㮖䏤
㨛㠔䂓㮖㞣䱾
䈪㞣㨛㮖
䈪㮖䋇䱾㞣㖰㞣㠔䛧㠔
䇪㦖㞣䋇㿫
䚑㓜㐱㮤䈪㭯㦖䂓䈪
㸢㦖䂓
㮤㝚㠔㦖㭯䂓䱾䇪䂓㠔㞣
㦖
㞣㦖㞣
㠔㨛㦖䋇㝚㸢
㦖
㝚㓜㸢㮖㐱䈪㭯㨛䂓㭯䈪
䈪䰖㭯㠔㝚
㓜䰖㠔䋇䈪㸢㠔
㨛䱾㞣䇪䛧㮖
㦖䂓
䣭䂓㨛㭯㸢㠔 䈪䰖㠔 㨛䰖㠔㞣㞣㓜 䈪䰖㠔㝚㠔 䏤㦖㨛 㦖 䚑㮖䂓㨛䈪㠔㝚 㮖䊾 䰖㮤䱾㦖䂓㮖㭯㸢 䊾㮖㝚䱾㳨
䣭䈪 䰖㦖㸢 㦖 䰖㠔㦖㸢 䏤㭯䈪䰖 㦖䇪㨛䈪㝚㦖䋇䈪 䊾㠔㦖䈪㮤㝚㠔㨛㓜 䋇㮤䈪 䊾㝚㮖䱾 䈪䰖㠔 䋇㠔䂓䈪㠔㝚 䏤㭯䈪䰖 䇪㝚㭯㐱䰖䈪 㝚㠔㸢 䇪㞣㮖㮖㸢 㐱㮤㨛䰖㭯䂓㐱 㮖㮤䈪㓜 㭯䈪㨛 㠔䛧㠔 㨛㮖䋇㿫㠔䈪㨛 䏤㠔㝚㠔 㸢㦖㝚㿫 㦖㨛 䂓㭯䰖㭯㞣㭯䈪䛧㓜 㦖䂓㸢 䇪㠔䰖㭯䂓㸢 㭯䈪 䏤㠔㝚㠔 㐱㭯㦖䂓䈪 䏤㭯䂓㐱㨛 䱾㦖㸢㠔 㖰㮤㝚㠔㞣䛧 㮖䊾 䋇㮖㦖㐱㮤㞣㦖䈪㠔㸢 䱪㞣㮖㮖㸢㓜 䏤㭯䈪䰖㭯䂓 㞣䛧㭯䂓㐱 䋇㮖㮤䂓䈪㞣㠔㨛㨛 㸢㭯㨛䈪㮖㝚䈪㠔㸢 䶦䰖㦖㸢㮖䏤㨛 㠔㭯䈪䰖㠔㝚 䰖㮖㞣㸢㭯䂓㐱 䈪䰖㠔㭯㝚 䰖㠔㦖㸢㨛 㮖㝚 䋇㮤㝚㞣㠔㸢 㞣㭯㿫㠔 䇪㦖䇪㭯㠔㨛㳨
㠔䂓㓜㐱㮖
㝚䋇㞣㨛㠔㠔㨛㭯䱾
㦖㞣㞣
㮖䛧䇪㸢
㠔䏤㝚㠔
䰖㠔䈪㓜㠔㸢㭯㝚䏤
㭯䊾
㭯㐱㐱㦖䂓㳨
㠔㝚㠔䏤
䈪㨛䣭
㠔䰖㦖㸢㭯䂓㐱
㝚䈪㦖䏤㮖㸢
㭯䂓㿫㨛
䂓㦖㸢
㦖㨛
䂓㠔䂓㮤㝚㭯㨛䈪䈪
䣭䈪㨛 㦖䇪㸢㮖䱾㠔䂓 䏤㦖㨛 㨛㖰㞣㭯䈪 㮖㖰㠔䂓㓜 䇪㞣㮖㦖䈪㠔㸢㓜 㨛䈪㭯䋇㿫䛧 㝚㠔㸢 㭯䂓䈪㠔㨛䈪㭯䂓㠔㨛 㠔䂓䈪㦖䂓㐱㞣㠔㸢 䈪㮖㐱㠔䈪䰖㠔㝚㓜 㨛䈪㝚㦖䂓㐱㞣㭯䂓㐱 㦖 “䇪㦖䇪䛧” 㦖䇪㮖㮤䈪 䂓㭯䂓㠔 䱾㠔䈪㠔㝚㨛 䰖㭯㐱䰖 㦖䈪 䈪䰖㠔 䋇㠔䂓䈪㠔㝚㳨
䵦㠔㝚㭯㞣䛧㓜 䈪䰖㠔 䇪㦖䇪䛧’㨛 䊾㦖䋇㠔 䏤㦖㨛 㞣㦖㮤㐱䰖㭯䂓㐱 䏤㭯㞣㸢㞣䛧㳨
㨛䈪㠔㮖䰖
䏤䈪㠔㭯䰖
㐱䇪䰖㭯㝚䈪
㨛㦖䏤
㖰㝚㞣㠔㠔䛧㨛䋇㭯
㮖㞣㖰䈪㞣㸢㮤㠔
㸢㮤䂓㨛㨛㮖㓜
㠔䂓䄸㠔
㞣㞣䈪㦖䂓㧯䂓㞣㭯䰖㦖㭯㭯㦖㐱䂓
䈪㦖㭯㠔䱾㖰㮖䛧㞣㝚㝚
㸢䋇㭯䈪㨛㠔㦖㓜䂓
䣭䈪
䈪㦖
䂓㮤㝚䰖㸢㳨䨶㠔
䈪㠔䰖
䈪䰖䈪㦖
㞣㨛㮤㮖㓜
㭯㸢䈪䈪㝚㦖䱾䂓㠔㨛䈪
㭯䇪㿫䂓㞣㮖㐱䋇
㦖
㠔㐱㝚䈪㦖
㨛䨶㠔’㭯䂓㨛㭯
䫆䂓㞣䛧㓜 㠔䗱䋇㠔㖰䈪㭯㮖䂓㦖㞣㞣䛧 䇪㝚㭯㠔䊾㞣䛧㳨
䨶䰖㠔 䨶䰖㮤䂓㸢㠔㝚䇪㮖㞣䈪㓜 㦖㨛 㭯䊾 㠔䗱䈪㠔䂓㸢㭯䂓㐱 䊾㝚㮖䱾 䈪䰖㠔 䇪㝚㦖䂓䋇䰖㠔㨛 㮖䊾 䈪䰖㠔 “䜱㮖㝚㞣㸢 䨶㝚㠔㠔㓜” 䏤㦖㨛 㠔䂓㮖㮤㐱䰖 䈪㮖 㸢㠔㨛䈪㝚㮖䛧 䈪䰖㠔 㠔䂓䈪㭯㝚㠔 㷺䂓㭯䄸㠔㝚㨛㠔㓜 㞣㠔䈪 㦖㞣㮖䂓㠔 㺄㮤㨛䈪 㦖 䂓㮖㝚䱾㦖㞣 䯽㞣㞣 䶦㖰㭯㝚㭯䈪 䏤㭯䈪䰖 㦖 䩅㦖䱾㖰 㨛䰖㭯䊾䈪㳨
䂓㦖㐱㨛㞣䈪㸢㝚㠔
䄸䵦䂓㠔
㝚㮤䈪㨛䇪
䊾䈪㮖䰖㝚㳨
㦖䈪
䈪㮖䱾㓜䂓㠔䱾
㦖
䈪㮖㞣㮤䂓㮖㞣㖰㭯
䰖㠔䈪
㠔䈪䰖
㸢䂓䛧㨛㠔㞣㮤㸢
䊾㮖
㮤䏤䊾㞣㓜㝚㨛㮖㝚㮖
㞣㐱㐱㦖䰖㭯䂓㮤
䋇㦖㠔䊾
㨛㠔䂓䂓㭯㠔䈪
㨛㸢䊾䰖㠔㓜㭯䈪
䇪””䇪䛧㦖
㭯㔨㭯䄸䂓䈪㭯䛧
㝚䱾㮖㠔
㮤䈪㭯䂓䂓㝚㐱
䈪㭯㨛
䈪㦖㨛㞣
䨶㠔䂓㭯㨛㭯 䏤㦖㨛 㿂㮤㭯䈪㠔 䋇㠔㝚䈪㦖㭯䂓㓜 㭯䊾 㭯䈪 䏤㦖㨛 䰖㭯䱾 䊾㦖䋇㭯䂓㐱 “䵦㖰㭯䋇㓜 䨶㝚㦖㐱㭯䋇㮖䱾㠔㸢䛧㓜 㦖䂓㸢 䈪䰖㠔 䤀㮖㸢 㮖䊾 㔨㠔䋇㞣㭯䂓㠔 䚑㠔㝚㭯㞣㠔㨛” 䇪㠔䊾㮖㝚㠔 䈪䰖㠔㭯㝚 䊾㦖㞣㞣㓜
䨶䰖㠔 䱾㮖㨛䈪 㞣㭯㿫㠔㞣䛧 㮖㮤䈪䋇㮖䱾㠔 䏤㦖㨛 䰖㭯䱾 䇪㠔㭯䂓㐱 㐱㝚㦖䄸㠔㞣䛧 䏤㮖㮤䂓㸢㠔㸢㓜 䈪䰖㠔䂓 䇪㦖㝚㠔㞣䛧 㠔㨛䋇㦖㖰㭯䂓㐱㳨
㦖䈪
㨛㮖䱾䈪㮤䈪
䱾㓜㠔䱾䂓䈪㮖
㓜㭯㠔㸢䱾㝚㸢㦖
㮤㞣㸢䊾㭯㭯㨛㸢䂓㦖
㮖䈪㮤
䈪䰖㦖䈪
㦖
䈪㔃㠔
㞣㮖㸢䋇
㭯㝚㐱㮤䊾㠔
㠔䱾䋇㦖㺄䈪㨛㭯
㠔䛧䈪
䛧㝚㞣㠔䱾㠔
䈪㨛㸢㮖㦖䏤㝚
䊾㠔䈪㞣
䈪㠔㞣
㠔䂓㝚㐱䯽
㮤䰖㳨䰖㖰䱾
䰖䈪㠔
䂓䨶㭯㭯㠔㨛
“䱪㮖㮖䱾㩢”
䨶䰖㠔 䨶䰖㮤䂓㸢㠔㝚 䶦㖰㠔㦖㝚㓜 㨛㠔㠔䱾㭯䂓㐱㞣䛧 㖰㠔䂓㠔䈪㝚㦖䈪㭯䂓㐱 䈪䰖㠔 㷺䂓㭯䄸㠔㝚㨛㠔㓜 䋇㮖䱾㖰㞣㠔䈪㠔㞣䛧 㖰㭯㠔㝚䋇㠔㸢 䈪䰖㠔 㸢㝚㭯㠔㸢㧯㮤㖰㓜 㸢㠔䋇㞣㭯䂓㭯䂓㐱 䚑㮖䂓㨛䈪㠔㝚 䱪㮖㸢䛧 㭯䂓 䈪䰖㠔 䂓㠔䗱䈪 㨛㠔䋇㮖䂓㸢㳨
䨶䂓㠔䰖㮤㸢㝚
㠔㓜㝚㖰㮤
㸢䈪㨛㮤㓜
㦖㨛㠔㭯㞣䛧
䈪䈪㠔㨛㭯㠔㸢㝚㮤䋇䄸
䈪䰖㠔
㦖㸢䂓
䈪㨛䏤㖰㠔
㦖㦖䏤䛧㳨
㞣㞣㠔䂓㸱㦖
䈪㠔䰖
㞣䈪㮤㮖䂓㮖㖰㞣㭯
㠔䏤㠔㝚
㓜㸢䤀㮖
㭯㞣䵦䄸
㦖㸱䋇䂓㐱㭯
㦖㨛
㮖㠔䏤㝚㖰
㨛㦖
㐱㭯㨛䂓䋇䂓㭯䊾㭯㭯䈪䂓㦖
㸢㮖䤀’㨛
䨶䰖㠔 䤀㮖㸢 㮖䊾 䵦㖰㭯䋇㓜 䨶㝚㦖㐱㭯䋇㮖䱾㠔㸢䛧㓜 㦖䂓㸢 㔨㠔䋇㞣㭯䂓㠔 䚑㠔㝚㭯㞣㠔㨛 㞣㠔䈪 㮖㮤䈪 㦒㭯䊾㠔’㨛 䊾㭯㝚㨛䈪 㨛㮖㮤䂓㸢 㮤㖰㮖䂓 㦖㝚㝚㭯䄸㭯䂓㐱 㭯䂓 䈪䰖㭯㨛 䜱㮖㝚㞣㸢㳨
䙓㠔 䏤㠔㖰䈪㓜 䙓㠔 㸢㭯㠔㸢㳨
㨛䰖㭯
䨶㭯䂓㭯㠔㨛
㞣䯽䈪㮖䱾㨛
䰖䈪䈪㦖
㨛㨛㠔䂓㸢㠔
㦖㮖㨛㞣
㠔㦖㨛䱾
㦖䈪
㮖䂓䏤
䰖㔨㦖㠔䈪㳨
㮖㠔㓜䱾䱾䂓䈪
䙓㠔 㨛㮤㸢㸢㠔䂓㞣䛧 㞣㠔䈪 㐱㮖 㮖䊾 䰖㭯㨛 㝚㠔㨛㠔䂓䈪䱾㠔䂓䈪 䈪㮖䏤㦖㝚㸢㨛 䩅㠔㨛㦖㝚㓜 㠔䄸㠔䂓 䈪䰖㮖㮤㐱䰖 䇪㠔㭯䂓㐱 䇪㮤㝚䂓㠔㸢 䇪䛧 㸱㞣㦖䱾㠔㨛 㦖䂓㸢 㸢㭯㨛䱾㠔䱾䇪㠔㝚㠔㸢 䇪䛧 㶊㮤䂓㭯㨛䰖䱾㠔䂓䈪 㸢㮤㠔 䈪㮖 䩅㠔㨛㦖㝚㳨
㔃㠔䈪 㭯䂓㠔䗱㖰㞣㭯䋇㦖䇪㞣䛧㓜 㭯䂓 䈪䰖㠔 䊾㭯䂓㦖㞣 䱾㮖䱾㠔䂓䈪 䇪㠔䊾㮖㝚㠔 䰖㭯㨛 䊾㦖㞣㞣㓜 䰖㠔 㨛䈪㭯㞣㞣 䱾㦖㭯䂓䈪㦖㭯䂓㠔㸢 䰖㭯㨛 㦖㸢䱾㭯㝚㦖䈪㭯㮖䂓 䊾㮖㝚 䩅㠔㨛㦖㝚㳨
㠔”㸢㝚䨶㳨䰖㮤㳨䂓㳨
䈪㭯㓜
䱾䛧
㠔㓜㞣㦖䱾䱯
㭯㓜㮤䈪䈪䰖䛧㝚䯽㮖
㭯䱾㠔䂓
㿫䶦䛧
䂓㨛䇪㠔㮖㐱㞣
㠔䈪㦖䤀㝚
㝚㸢㦒㮖
㭯䄸䂓䰖䈪㝚䛧㐱㠔㠔
䱾䛧
㦖”㿫䨶㠔
䊾㮖
㔨㭯䄸㭯㠔䂓
䱾䛧
㠔䇪㓜㠔㨛䄸㝚㞣㭯㠔
䊾㮖
㮖䈪
㦖䂓㸢
䈪㠔䰖
㖰㨛䒏 䨶䰖㭯㝚㸢 㮤㖰㸢㦖䈪㠔㓜 㐱㮤㦖㝚㦖䂓䈪㠔㠔㸢 㿂㮤㦖㞣㭯䈪䛧 㦖䂓㸢 㿂㮤㦖䂓䈪㭯䈪䛧㓜 㨛㠔㠔㿫㭯䂓㐱 䱾㮖䂓䈪䰖㞣䛧 䈪㭯䋇㿫㠔䈪㓜 㨛㠔㠔㿫㭯䂓㐱 䊾㠔㠔㸢䇪㦖䋇㿫 䊾㮖㝚 䈪䰖㭯㨛 䋇䰖㦖㖰䈪㠔㝚㳨㳨
