Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 1229 - 154: Accompany Me (Part 2)
Capítulo 1229: Chapter 154: Accompany Me (Part 2)
“After his defeat, he was killed and devoured by his offspring, [Blind God Helius], in alliance with other offspring. In fact, Helius had already fallen, and what dominated his divine body was the newly born ‘King of Darkness’, the young god forcibly birthed by the Primordial Mother from Helius.”
…
As Tang Qi narrated, Rose Madeline completely forgot about everything else, focusing intently on listening to these incredible secret gossips.
Though she was already a Great Polymath, this beautiful woman’s habit of liking gossip had not changed.
The more astonishing the gossip, the more excited she got.
And at this moment, the words coming out of Tang Qi’s mouth, like Scumbag God, God System Dominator, Isapatra, Lady of Destiny, Primordial Mother, forcing childbirth…
If she were still an ordinary scholar, she would surely take out her specialized recording tools to quickly jot down these Hidden Knowledge.
A Great Polymath does not need that; once it reaches her ears, not even a True God could erase these memories from her mind.
As Tang Qi paused for a brief rest, Rose originally wanted to share some of her information.
But several times, she opened her mouth only to stop again.
She sighed, somewhat helplessly said:
“It’s too wonderful, completely beyond my imagination.”
“I made a wrong decision. I should have asked you to go on an adventure with me. Compared to your experiences, my time staying in the Federation to write is just extremely boring.”
Rose’s face was full of regret, clearly remorseful for not being able to experience these events with Tang Qi.
She just fantasized in her heart, if only she could experience with Tang Qi, participate and solve these events, the images that emerged were already making her extremely excited.
Staying on Origin Star and staying in the Federation to write books was actually a very good experience too.
But compared to these incredible “Mysterious Adventures”, the experience of writing books instantly became terribly bad.
At this moment, Rose Madeline would rather casually write a poorly-ending book and then chase after Tang Qi’s footsteps, participating in these events, even if just one.
For example, the story between Flora, Isapatra, and Charline which moved her the most.
Seeing Rose so vexed, Tang Qi couldn’t help but offer a word of comfort:
“Some of these events are very dangerous, and some will make you feel sorrow… You have your own path. I can already see your future image, a goddess full of wisdom.”
The comfort from Tang Qi did not manage to uplift Rose.
This mature, intelligent beauty gazed at Tang Qi with a complex look, her voice was still charmingly magnetic, and exceptionally gentle.
“Tang, you’ve progressed too fast.”
“I can sense that although you haven’t ascended to godhood yet, it’s not because you can’t, but because you don’t want to, for now.”
“You want to ascend directly to the ‘Sovereign Position’, don’t you?”
Upon hearing this, Tang Qi was not surprised by Rose’s sensory abilities. Clearly, she had a fundamental difference compared to other Great Polymaths in Federation history, as she was a disciple of the Ancient Observer.
As for Rose Madeline, Tang Qi naturally had nothing to hide and nodded in acknowledgment directly.
Ascending to godhood was easy for Tang Qi.
As long as he wanted, he could immediately start his promotion, and becoming a Dream Master might be impossible, but ascending straight to a “Powerful God Position” was highly likely.
After getting confirmation from Tang Qi, Rose, with her face of enchanting beauty exuding a glow of tempting divine light, appeared even more melancholic. She supported her chin, not minding showing her true nature before Tang Qi.
After all, this wasn’t the first time.
Rose slightly recalled in her mind her most embarrassing postures, such as seeking help in exhaustion, getting drunk, and hinting at confessions, none of which Tang Qi missed, seeing everything clearly.
So, she had nothing to hide anymore.
It seemed Tang Qi’s evident power aura at this moment caused Rose’s tone to finally show signs of slight frustration, sighing:
“Tang, you know, even in ancient times, those born as deities did not progress as fast as you.”
“A Weak God, to ascend to a Powerful God Position, could take tens of thousands or even millions of years, and that was normal.”
“Only a few destined to become ‘Sovereigns’ among the terrifying All Spirits could ascend at such speed.”
“I originally thought that after ascending to become a Great Polymath, I could quickly catch up to your trailing silhouette, but now it seems too difficult.”
Rose’s lament made Tang Qi burst into laughter.
Just as he was about to say, as a disciple of the Ancient Observer, your future is destined to be brilliant, Rose’s upper body suddenly rose, as if gaining a fighting spirit, then turned to look at Tang Qi with gentle eyes, immediately saying:
“I originally thought a Great Polymath could assist you, but now it seems still far from enough.”
“However, it’s still a good start; I have fully digested the powers a Great Polymath should have, and now I’ll prepare for ascension.”
“The teacher has arranged a path for me. Only after ascending to godhood and becoming a ‘Librarian’ of the Library can I truly meet my mentor.”
“Tang, can you provide some assistance?”
Rose’s words made Tang Qi pause for a moment, as he couldn’t think of what he could do for Rose.
Although Tang Qi also held the title of “scholar”, he knew very well it was mostly due to the influence of All-Knowing.
Most life forms aiming for ascension at this moment, Tang Qi could indeed provide much help.
But Rose Madeline was an exception; her path was very special.
These thoughts flashed through his mind, but Tang Qi still nodded earnestly, responding: “Of course, what do you need me to do?”
Rose was clearly waiting for this phrase, peeling off the bright candy wrapper, putting the candy into her mouth, while gently smiling, saying: “My way of promotion is very simple. Once I gather enough Knowledge, I can ascend to godhood. This is why my teacher granted me the access to pass through all sectors of the Library’s first floor.”
“It will be just a Weak God Position, but it could also possess some powerful abilities, perhaps to help you in the future.”
“If you’re not busy right now, you can accompany me… to read.”
Rose’s words finally reminded Tang Qi of his original purpose in entering the Library, besides lowering the Destiny Bitch’s vigilance, there was also the one of reading the vast and boundless collection of books here.
At the start, Tang Qi indeed read a few, but later various significant events kept occurring, dispersing Tang Qi’s energy.
As for now, Tang Qi quickly pondered for a while.
“The war involving ‘We are Light’ has ended, I have continued the Authority and responsibility, and the postmen I sent are working diligently. Other inheritors have also dispatched envoys, and there may be further assistance requests, but they won’t be too frequent and can be resolved anytime.”
“Although the Destiny Bitch succeeded in his plot, he also paid some additional price.”
“The plan to save Sally has taken shape, we just need to wait for the second round of the Game of Destiny to commence.”
It seems not very busy, and improving the pathway to Sovereign ascension still requires perfecting, which necessitates accumulating more Knowledge.”
After a few thoughts, Tang Qi nodded and agreed with Rose.
However, as soon as he uttered ‘okay’, he immediately saw Rose’s mature and delightful figure rise up, with a long-contained enthusiasm on her face, filled with wisdom eyes also containing a different passion compared to when hearing gossip.
“Let’s begin, I can’t wait any longer.”
“If not to meet you ahead of time, I should be already immersed in some book by now.”
“Here, it is the Library above the endless mystery.”
“Here, in the hearts of all the Transcendent scholars, of everyone pursuing and yearning for knowledge, it is a sacred place.”
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ps: Four thousand words chapter, some readers are concerned about Fat Fish’s abs. Without any modesty, they are already coming into shape, along with my looks, tsk, perfect.
擄
老
䌃䒈䉢㛒䞛
蘆
䞛㣭䉢䒈䋞䟃䯗
䒈㛒㾬䒈䞛䯗㣭㡌䵅䉢
盧
擄
㛒䉢䌍䉢㰵㿣㾬㩨
盧
蘆
爐路魯㯼㣭㿣㒕㛒䊀䚌 㿣䉢㣭㿣䌍 㿣䤄㛒㒕䒈䞛 䞛䯗㕧㣭䉢㛒䊀䚌 㩨䯗䯗䉥䒈䶂㣭㻶䬊㣭䒈 䯗䌃 䬊㿣䉢㛒䯗䵅䒈 䌃䯗䉢䤄䒈䌍 䞛䶂䉢㣭㣭 䒈䤄㿣㻶㻶 䶂䵅䤄㿣䊀 䌃㛒䚌䵅䉢㣭䒈 䒈䞛㿣䊀㒕 䯗䊀 䒈㛒㻶䬊㣭䉢 䒈䉥㿣䞛㣭㩨䯗㿣䉢㒕䒈䌍 䪾䵅㛒㣭䞛㻶㾬 䚌㻶㛒㒕㛒䊀䚌 䌃䯗䉢㕧㿣䉢㒕䋞
䰵䯗䞛 㻶䯗䊀䚌 㿣䚌䯗䌍 㯼䯗䒈㣭 㡌㿣㒕㣭㻶㛒䊀㣭䌍 㕧䶂䯗 䟃㻶㿣㛒䤄㣭㒕 䒈䶂㣭 䟃䯗䵅㻶㒕䊀’䞛 䉢㣭䒈㛒䒈䞛 䞛䶂㣭 㛒䤄㧸䵅㻶䒈㣭 䞛䯗 䉢㣭㿣㒕䌍 䊀䯗㕧 䶂㿣㒕 䶂㣭䉢 㿣䞛䞛㣭䊀䞛㛒䯗䊀 㣭䊀䞛㛒䉢㣭㻶㾬 㿣㕧㿣㾬 䌃䉢䯗䤄 䞛䶂㣭 㩨䯗䯗䉥䒈䶂㣭㻶䬊㣭䒈䌍 䞛䶂䯗䒈㣭 䬊㿣䒈䞛 䒈㣭㿣䒈 䯗䌃 㩨䯗䯗䉥䒈䋞
䞛䊀㤛䯗㣭
㾬㒕㩨㣭䉢㻶㛒䟃䊀㛒
“䮮㛒䟃㣭㻶
䗇䌍㛒
㣭䉢䒈䊀㿣䞛䚌
㛒䊀
㣭䯗䉢㩨㻶㒕㿣㿣
㿣㕧䒈
䶂䯢㣭
㾬㣭䞛
䚌㨨㿣䊀
䤄䶂䊀䟃㣭㿣㿣㛒䟃㻶
㿣䞛
㛒㩨㣭㣭㒕䒈
䶂㣭䞛
㿣
䵅㻶㛒䟃㣭㧸䉢㿣
䊀䚌㿣䒈㛒㧸䉥㣭
䬊䣨”㛒㣭
䉢䚌㻶㛒
䉢䊀㿣䒈䞛㛒䚌
“㨨㿣䊀䚌䌍 䒈䯗 㾬䯗䵅 㻶㛒䉥㣭 䞛䶂㛒䒈 䒈䞛㾬㻶㣭䌍 䶂䵅䶂㥁”
䮮㻶㛒䟃㣭 䣨㛒䬊㣭 䶂㿣㒕 㩨㣭㣭䊀 䚌䉢㿣䊀䞛㣭㒕 㻶㛒䌃㣭㹑 䒈䶂㣭 䶂㿣㒕 䒈㣭㻶䌃䳖㿣㕧㿣䉢㣭䊀㣭䒈䒈 㿣䊀㒕 㕧㛒䒈㒕䯗䤄䋞
䊀㒕㿣
䟃㻶䯗㒕䵅
䵅䌃㻶㻶
㣭䉥䒈㧸䯗
㣭䯗㣭䴄䉢䌃
㻶㛒㣭䬊㾬㻶
㿣䒈㣭䉢㕧䊀
㛒䗇
㨨㿣䚌䊀
䯗䞛㣭䊀
䯗䌃
㛒㻶䉢䚌
㯼䯗㣭䌍䒈
㛒䚌䒈㻶㛒䶂䉢
䞛䶂㣭
㣭䶂䉢
䉢䟃䋞㿣䶂䤄
㿣䟃㻶㛒㣭䟃䶂䤄㿣䊀
㛒䌃䞛䉢䒈䌍
“㤭㣭㻶㻶䯗䌍 䚌䵅㣭䒈䞛䌍 䍟 㿣䤄 䮮㻶㛒䟃㣭 䣨㛒䬊㣭䋞”
“㡌㾬 㻶㛒䌃㣭 㕧㿣䒈 䚌䉢㿣䊀䞛㣭㒕 㩨㾬 䞛䶂㣭 㡌㿣䒈䞛㣭䉢䌍 䤄㾬 䌃䯗䉢䤄 㿣䊀㒕 䒈䞛㾬㻶㣭 㕧㣭䉢㣭 䟃䶂䯗䒈㣭䊀 㩨㾬 䮮㻶㛒䟃㣭 䶂㣭䉢䒈㣭㻶䌃䌍 䤄䵅䟃䶂 㻶㛒䉥㣭 䤄㾬 䊀㿣䤄㣭䌍 㕧䶂㛒䟃䶂 䟃䯗䤄㣭䒈 䌃䉢䯗䤄 䞛䶂㣭 䯢㕧㣭㣭䞛䶂㣭㿣䉢䞛 䄦㣭䞛㣭䟃䞛㛒䬊㣭 䴄䯗䯗䉥䒈䶂㣭㻶䌃 ‘㝥㛒䯗㻶㣭䞛 㗂㿣䉢㒕㣭䊀 㡌㾬䒈䞛㣭䉢㾬’䋞”
䉥㻶䒈㛒㣭
㾬䉢䯗㻶㿣㩨㧸㩨
㨨㣭䶂”
䞛㣭䉢䒈㿣㡌
䞛䊀䯗
䶂㣭
䒈䯗
㩨䌍㬋㣭䯗䟃䞛
䟃䋞㻶䮮㛒”㣭
㒕㛒㒕
“䯢㛒䊀䟃㣭 㾬䯗䵅 㿣䉢㣭 䞛䶂㣭 㧸䉢䯗䬊㛒㒕㣭䉢 䯗䌃 䞛䶂㣭 㡌㿣䒈䞛㣭䉢’䒈 㧸㣭䉢䤄㛒䒈䒈㛒䯗䊀䒈 㿣䊀㒕 㿣㻶䒈䯗 䞛䶂㣭 㡌㿣䒈䞛㣭䉢’䒈 䚌䯗䯗㒕 䌃䉢㛒㣭䊀㒕䌍 㛒䌃 㾬䯗䵅 䊀㣭㣭㒕 㿣䊀㾬䞛䶂㛒䊀䚌䌍 䮮㻶㛒䟃㣭 㛒䒈 㕧㛒㻶㻶㛒䊀䚌 䞛䯗 䒈㣭䉢䬊㣭 㾬䯗䵅䋞”
㨨䶂䯗䵅䚌䶂 㧸䯗䒈䒈㣭䒈䒈㛒䊀䚌 㿣 䤄㣭䟃䶂㿣䊀㛒䟃㿣㻶 㩨䯗㒕㾬䌍 䮮㻶㛒䟃㣭 䣨㛒䬊㣭’䒈 㿣䌃䌃㛒䊀㛒䞛㾬 㧸䯗䒈䒈㛒㩨㻶㾬 䉢㛒䬊㿣㻶䒈 㣭䬊㣭䊀 䞛䶂㿣䞛 䯗䌃 䞛䶂㣭 㶆䯗䵅䊀䚌 㗂䯗㒕 䄦㛒㿣䊀㿣䌍 㕧䶂䯗 䶂㿣䒈 “䢅䵅䉢㛒䌃㛒䟃㿣䞛㛒䯗䊀 䄦㛒䬊㛒䊀㛒䞛㾬”㹑 䶂㣭䉢 䌃䯗䉢䤄 䚌㿣䞛䶂㣭䉢䒈 䞛䶂㣭 䟃䶂㿣䉢䤄㛒䊀䚌 㿣㒕䬊㿣䊀䞛㿣䚌㣭䒈 䯗䌃 䬊㿣䉢㛒䯗䵅䒈 䟃㛒䬊㛒㻶㛒㮱㿣䞛㛒䯗䊀䒈䌍 㣭䘀䪾䵅㛒䒈㛒䞛㣭㻶㾬 䪾䵅㛒䉢䉥㾬 㾬㣭䞛 㛒䊀䟃䉢㣭㒕㛒㩨㻶㾬 㿣㒕䯗䉢㿣㩨㻶㣭䋞
㿣
㿣䞛
䶂䊀㒕㿣䌍
㿣㣭䞛䌃䉢
䞛㛒䒈䶂䌍
䉥㿣㛒㣭䊀㻶㧸㻶䟃㣭䳖㛒䯗䉢
㻶㣭㒕䶂
䤄㣭㒕㿣
㛒䉢䊀䶂䚌㣭㿣
䞛㣭䶂
㿣䊀㒕
䊀㒕㿣
䒈㒕㻶䤄㣭㛒
㣭㯼䯗䒈
䊀䞛㣭䶂
㛒䗇䌍
㛒㕧䞛䶂䌍
䞛䯗
䒈䶂㣭
㒕䶂㿣
㨨䚌㿣䊀
䊀䯗
㻶䒈㾬䤄㣭䒈㛒䵅䞛䉢䯗㾬
䚌㩨䊀㣭㛒
㛒䚌䒈㻶’䉢
䚌㾬㻶䊀㣭䞛
䋞䉢㣭䒈䞛㣭䵅䪾
䊀䯗㣭㛒䒈㿣䬊䉢
“㨨䯗 䞛䶂㣭 㣕䯢㣭㣭䉥㣭䉢 䰵㛒䊀㣭 䴄䯗䯗䉥䒈䶂㣭㻶䌃䉇䩯”
“䮮䒈 㾬䯗䵅 㕧㛒䒈䶂䌍 㩨㣭㿣䵅䞛㛒䌃䵅㻶 㻶㿣㒕㾬䋞”
䤄䶂䞛㣭
㣭䮮㻶䟃㛒
㣭㛒䣨䬊䒈’
㛒䒈䊀䯗㿣䉢䋞䊀䞛䞛㛒
㻶䌃㣭䌍㻶
㛒䬊䉢䒈㻶㣭
㩨㣭䊀䚌㿣
䒈䮮
䉢㒕㣭䊀䵅
䯗䟃䬊㣭㛒
䞛㻶㒕㛒㿣䤄㣭㛒㣭㾬䤄
㣭䯗䉢䒈㿣㩨䒈䞛䉥㒕㿣
㣭䞛䶂
㨨䶂㣭 䊀㣭䘀䞛 䒈㣭䟃䯗䊀㒕䌍 㨨㿣䊀䚌 䗇㛒 䒈㿣㕧 㿣 䒈㧸㣭䟃㛒㿣㻶 㩨䯗䯗䉥䒈䶂㣭㻶䌃 䒈䶂㿣㧸㣭㒕 㻶㛒䉥㣭 㿣 “㗂㛒㿣䊀䞛 䯢䞛䯗䊀㣭 䯢䟃䵅㻶㧸䞛䵅䉢㣭䋞”
䍟䞛 䒈㣭㣭䤄㣭㒕 䞛䯗 㩨㣭 䒈㛒䞛䵅㿣䞛㣭㒕 㛒䊀 䞛䶂㣭 㒕㿣䉢䉥䌍 䒈㛒䞛䞛㛒䊀䚌 䟃䉢䯗䒈䒈䳖㻶㣭䚌䚌㣭㒕䌍 䯗䊀㣭 䶂㿣䊀㒕 䶂䯗㻶㒕㛒䊀䚌 㿣 㻶㿣䤄㧸䌍 䞛䶂㣭 䯗䞛䶂㣭䉢 䶂㿣䊀㒕 䌃㻶㛒㧸㧸㛒䊀䚌 䞛䶂䉢䯗䵅䚌䶂 㿣 䚌㛒㿣䊀䞛 㩨䯗䯗䉥䋞
䌃䯗
䌃䉢㻶䚌㣭㛒㛒䉥䟃䊀
㕧䞛㛒䶂
䚌㻶䯗㕧
䬊㣭䊀㣭
㛒䒈䞛
䵅㛒䚌㒕㾬䊀䊀
㻶㒕䞛䞛㣭㛒
䯗㒕䌍㿣䉢㕧㒕㕧䊀
㣭㒕䶂㿣
䊀㿣
䍟䞛䒈
䒈䶂㛒㻶䞛䚌㾬㻶
䉢㿣㒕㛒㿣䌍䊀䟃㣭
䊀㛒
䊀䞛㿣䟃㧸㛒㛒䚌䬊㿣䞛
㣭㾬䒈㣭
䞛㣭䋞䶂㒕㿣
㕧䊀䉥㒕䯗䳖㣭㻶䊀㣭㣭㛒䚌㣭䉥䚌䒈
䯢㧸㿣䉢䉥䒈 䟃䯗䊀䞛㛒䊀䵅䯗䵅䒈㻶㾬 䌃㣭㻶㻶 䌃䉢䯗䤄 䞛䶂㣭 䞛䯗䉢䟃䶂䌍 㣭㿣䟃䶂 “㻶㛒䚌䶂䞛 㧸䯗㛒䊀䞛” 㩨㣭㛒䊀䚌 㿣 㩨䯗䯗䉥 䒈䞛䯗䉢㿣䚌㣭 䚌䉢㛒㒕䋞
“䴄䯗䉢䉢䯗㕧㛒䊀䚌 㩨䯗䯗䉥䒈䌍 㣭䊀㒕㻶㣭䒈䒈䋞”
㾬㻶”䋞㒕㿣
㾬䤄
䞛䚌㛒䉢㻶䶂䮮䌍”
㩼㛒䞛䶂 㯼䯗䒈㣭 㿣䊀㒕 䮮㻶㛒䟃㣭’䒈 䟃䯗䊀䬊㣭䉢䒈㿣䞛㛒䯗䊀䌍 䞛䶂㣭 䒈䉥㿣䞛㣭㩨䯗㿣䉢㒕 䪾䵅㛒䟃䉥㻶㾬 㣭䊀䞛㣭䉢㣭㒕 䯗䊀㣭 䯗䌃 䞛䶂㣭 㻶㛒䚌䶂䞛 㧸䯗㛒䊀䞛䒈䋞
㨨䶂㣭 䊀㣭䘀䞛 䤄䯗䤄㣭䊀䞛䌍 㨨㿣䊀䚌 䗇㛒 㩨㣭䚌㿣䊀 䞛䯗 䒈㣭㣭 䌃㿣䤄㛒㻶㛒㿣䉢 㾬㣭䞛 䵅䊀䌃㿣䤄㛒㻶㛒㿣䉢 䒈䟃㣭䊀㣭䒈䋞
㛒䋞䶂䤄
㣭䒈䟃䒈㣭䊀
㣭䞛䉢㿣䶂”㿣䟃䉢䟃
䞛㣭䶂
㕧㿣䒈
䊀䞛䶂㿣
㣭䊀䊀䯗
㩨㛒㣭䒈㒕㣭
䌃䯗
“䊀㛒䤄㿣
㛒㒕㣭㡌㿣㣭䊀㻶
䯗㣭䒈㯼
䞛䶂㣭
䯗㣭䞛䉢䶂
䣨㿣㿣㛒㛒㻶䤄䉢
䟃䒈㣭㣭㩨㿣䵅
㻞䊀䌃㿣䤄㛒㻶㛒㿣䉢 㩨㣭䟃㿣䵅䒈㣭 䤄䯗䒈䞛 䯗䌃 䞛䶂㣭 䤄㿣䊀㾬 㧸䉢㣭䒈㣭䊀䞛㣭㒕 䒈䟃㣭䊀㣭䒈 㨨㿣䊀䚌 䗇㛒 䶂㿣㒕 䊀㣭㛒䞛䶂㣭䉢 䒈㣭㣭䊀 䊀䯗䉢 㧸㿣䉢䞛㛒䟃㛒㧸㿣䞛㣭㒕 㛒䊀䋞
㨨䶂㣭 䒈䞛㿣䉢䞛㛒䊀䚌 㧸䯗㛒䊀䞛 㕧㿣䒈 䵅䊀㒕䯗䵅㩨䞛㣭㒕㻶㾬 㯼䯗䒈㣭’䒈 䟃䶂㛒㻶㒕䶂䯗䯗㒕䌍 䌃䉢䯗䤄 䞛䶂㣭 䤄䯗䤄㣭䊀䞛 䒈䶂㣭 㕧㿣䒈 㩨䯗䉢䊀䋞
䞛㿣䞛䶂
䶂㿣㒕
㒕㿣㛒㣭㻶㣭㡌䊀
㿣䊀䊀䉢㣭䟃㨨㒕䞛䊀㣭䒈
㣭㯼䒈䯗
䒈㻶㣭”䒈㞄”㒕䊀
䴄㾬
㩨㣭䚌䊀㛒
㿣䌃䞛䉢㣭
䉢䒈䞛䌃㛒
䊀㿣䚌㨨
䞛㿣㣭㗂䉢
䞛䯗
䊀䌍䯗㕧
㛒䉥㻶㣭㻶㾬
䶂㣭䞛
䒈㣭䚌䒈䵅㣭㒕
㕧䯗䉥䉢
䯗㣭䤄䞛㒕䯗䉢㧸
䒈㿣㕧
䞛䶂䒈㛒
䉢㕧㣭䯗䞛
䗇㛒
㻶䢅䶂䤄䯗㾬䞛䋞㿣
㡌㿣䊀㾬 㗂䉢㣭㿣䞛 䢅䯗㻶㾬䤄㿣䞛䶂䒈 䶂㿣䬊㣭 㒕㛒䌃䌃㣭䉢㣭䊀䞛 㣭䊀䞛䉢㾬 㧸䯗㛒䊀䞛䒈 㕧䶂㣭䊀 㕧䉢㛒䞛㛒䊀䚌 䞛䶂㣭㛒䉢 㕧䯗䉢䉥䒈䋞
䣨䯗䉢 㛒䊀䒈䞛㿣䊀䟃㣭䌍 䞛䶂㣭 㧸䉢㣭㒕㣭䟃㣭䒈䒈䯗䉢 “䄦㿣䬊㛒㒕 䣨㛒䊀䟃䶂” 㕧䉢䯗䞛㣭 㿣䊀 㣭䘀䞛㣭䊀䒈㛒䬊㣭 䟃䯗䊀䒈㧸㛒䉢㿣䟃㾬 䞛䶂㣭䯗䉢㾬 䞛䶂㿣䞛 㛒䊀䟃㻶䵅㒕㣭㒕 䤄䯗䒈䞛 㡌㾬䒈䞛㣭䉢㛒䯗䵅䒈 䯢㛒㒕㣭 䯗䉢䚌㿣䊀㛒㮱㿣䞛㛒䯗䊀䒈 㿣䊀㒕 䒈䞛䉢䯗䊀䚌 䌃㛒䚌䵅䉢㣭䒈䌍 䒈㧸㣭䊀㒕㛒䊀䚌 㿣 㻶䯗䊀䚌 䞛㛒䤄㣭 䯗䊀 㛒䞛䋞
㣭䒈䯗䌍㯼
䶂䒈㣭
䉢䞛㿣䚌㛒䯗䋞䵅䶂䯗㧸㿣㾬㩨
䊀㿣
䟃䒈㧸㹑㣭㻶㛒㿣
㣭㿣䶂䬊
䯗䞛
䞛䉢㛒䞛㕧㣭䊀
䒈㣭㒕䤄㣭㣭
㕧㿣䒈
䉢㿣䉢㣭䞛䶂
䒈㣭䶂
㤭䯗㕧㣭䬊㣭䉢䌍 䶂㣭䉢 㿣䵅䞛䯗㩨㛒䯗䚌䉢㿣㧸䶂㾬䌍 䵅䊀㻶㛒䉥㣭 䯗䞛䶂㣭䉢 䒈㛒䤄㛒㻶㿣䉢 㩨䯗䯗䉥䒈䌍 㕧㿣䒈 䊀䯗䞛 䌃㛒㻶㻶㣭㒕 㕧㛒䞛䶂 㣭䤄䯗䞛㛒䯗䊀䒈 䯗䉢 䒈䵅㩨㬋㣭䟃䞛㛒䬊㣭 㒕㣭䒈䟃䉢㛒㧸䞛㛒䯗䊀䒈䋞
㯼䯗䒈㣭 㕧䉢䯗䞛㣭 䶂㣭䉢 㣭㿣䉢㻶㾬 㻶㛒䌃㣭 㿣䒈 㿣䊀 “䊶㩨䒈㣭䉢䬊㣭䉢䌍” 䶂㣭䉢 㣭䘀㧸㣭䉢㛒㣭䊀䟃㣭䒈 䯗䌃 㬋䯗㾬䌍 䒈䯗䉢䉢䯗㕧 䯗䉢 䯗䞛䶂㣭䉢 㣭䤄䯗䞛㛒䯗䊀䒈䌍 䵅㻶䞛㛒䤄㿣䞛㣭㻶㾬 㻶㿣䊀㒕㛒䊀䚌 䯗䊀 䞛䶂㣭 㩨䯗䯗䉥 㧸㿣䚌㣭䒈 㿣䒈 䟃㿣㻶䤄 䯗㩨㬋㣭䟃䞛㛒䬊㣭 㕧䯗䉢㒕䒈䋞
㣭䊀䞛䤄㿣
㨨䊀㿣䚌
䌃䞛䉢㣭䮮
䌃㕧㣭
㣭㒕䒈䞛㒕䊀䯗䉢䯗䵅
㛒䗇
㣭䌍䒈㧸䚌㿣
㿣䶂䞛㕧
㬋䞛䵅䒈
㿣
䯗㯼䒈㣭
㾬䟃䋞䊀䬊㣭䯗
䯗䞛
“䞀䊀䯗㕧㻶㣭㒕䚌㣭䳖䒈㣭㣭䉥㛒䊀䚌䌍 䶂㣭䉢 㕧䶂䯗㻶㣭 㻶㛒䌃㣭 㛒䒈 㿣㩨䯗䵅䞛 㧸䵅䉢䒈䵅㛒䊀䚌 䉥䊀䯗㕧㻶㣭㒕䚌㣭䋞”
“䯢䶂㣭 䊀㣭䬊㣭䉢 㒕㣭䬊㣭㻶䯗㧸㣭㒕 㒕㣭㧸㣭䊀㒕㣭䊀䞛 䌃㣭㣭㻶㛒䊀䚌䒈 䞛䯗㕧㿣䉢㒕 㿣䊀㾬 㩨㣭㛒䊀䚌䌍 㧸㣭䉢䒈䯗䊀䌍 䯗䉢 䯗䉢䚌㿣䊀㛒㮱㿣䞛㛒䯗䊀䌍 䊀䯗䞛 㣭䬊㣭䊀 䶂㣭䉢 䞛㣭㿣䟃䶂㣭䉢㹑 䶂㣭䉢 䒈㣭㻶䌃 䶂㿣䒈 䊀㣭䬊㣭䉢 㒕㣭䬊㛒㿣䞛㣭㒕 䯗䉢 䟃䶂㿣䊀䚌㣭㒕䌍 䒈䶂㣭 䶂㿣䒈 㿣㻶㕧㿣㾬䒈 㩨㣭㣭䊀 㿣 㒕㣭䞛㣭䉢䤄㛒䊀㣭㒕 䯢㣭㣭䉥㣭䉢䋞”
㒕䊀㣭㒕㣭㧸㣭㣭
䒈䮮
䒈㛒䗇’
䶂䞛㣭
䒈䌍㿣䞛㧸
䵅䋞䉢䌃䶂䉢䞛㣭
㣭㒕䚌䊀㒕㿣䊀䊀䵅䒈㛒䉢䞛
㡌㻶㿣㛒㣭㣭㒕䊀
䊀㿣㨨䚌
䌃㒕㻶䉢㛒㣭䟃㣭䉥
㯼䒈㣭䯗
㧸㣭䚌䒈㿣
㩨䯗䯗䉥
䌃䯗
㨨䯗 㿣 䟃㣭䉢䞛㿣㛒䊀 㣭䘀䞛㣭䊀䞛䌍 㛒䞛 㕧㿣䒈 㿣䒈 㛒䌃 䶂㣭 㕧㿣䒈 䉢㣭㿣㒕㛒䊀䚌 䞛䶂㣭 䌃㛒䉢䒈䞛 䶂㿣㻶䌃 䯗䌃 㯼䯗䒈㣭’䒈 㻶㛒䌃㣭䋞
䍟䞛 㕧㿣䒈 㧸䉢㣭䟃㛒䒈㣭㻶㾬 㩨㣭䟃㿣䵅䒈㣭 䯗䌃 䞛䶂㛒䒈 䞛䶂㿣䞛 㨨㿣䊀䚌 䗇㛒 䒈㿣㕧 䤄䯗䉢㣭 㿣䊀㒕 䵅䊀㒕㣭䉢䒈䞛䯗䯗㒕 㕧䶂㾬 㯼䯗䒈㣭 㡌㿣㒕㣭㻶㛒䊀㣭 㕧㿣䒈 䟃䶂䯗䒈㣭䊀 㩨㾬 䒈䵅䟃䶂 㿣 䚌䉢㣭㿣䞛 㩨㣭㛒䊀䚌 㿣䒈 䞛䶂㣭 䮮䊀䟃㛒㣭䊀䞛 䊶㩨䒈㣭䉢䬊㣭䉢 䞛䯗 㩨㣭 㿣 㒕㛒䒈䟃㛒㧸㻶㣭䋞
䯗䌃
㿣䶂㨨䞛
䉢䯗䌃
䞛䉢䒈䌃䯗㿣䟃䋞
䞛䶂㣭
㕧䒈㿣
䞛㬋䒈䵅
䯗㻶㣭䊀㒕䉥㣭䚌㕧
䊀㛒㒕㣭䊀䊀䚌䵅
䯗䊀㣭
㣭䪾䒈䞛䵅
䴄㣭䒈㛒㒕㣭䒈䌍 㯼䯗䒈㣭 㡌㿣㒕㣭㻶㛒䊀㣭 䶂㿣㒕 㿣䊀 䵅䊀㾬㛒㣭㻶㒕㛒䊀䚌 䒈䯗䵅㻶䌍 㿣䊀 㛒䊀䞛䉢㛒䚌䵅㛒䊀䚌 䤄㛒䊀㒕䌍 㿣䊀㒕 㿣 㕧㛒䒈㣭 䞛䉢䵅㣭 䒈㣭㻶䌃䋞
㩼䶂㛒㻶㣭 㨨㿣䊀䚌 䗇㛒 㕧㿣䒈 䒈䯗䤄㣭㕧䶂㿣䞛 㣭䊀䚌䉢䯗䒈䒈㣭㒕 㛒䊀 “䉢㣭㿣㒕㛒䊀䚌” 㯼䯗䒈㣭䌍 䶂㣭 䶂㣭㿣䉢㒕 㿣 䌃㿣䤄㛒㻶㛒㿣䉢䌍 䤄㿣䚌䊀㣭䞛㛒䟃㿣㻶㻶㾬 䞛㣭䤄㧸䞛㛒䊀䚌 䌃㣭䤄㿣㻶㣭 䬊䯗㛒䟃㣭 㛒䊀 䶂㛒䒈 㣭㿣䉢䋞
㿣䌃䉢
䤄䞛㣭㿣䞛䉢
㣭㿣䉢
㣭䶂䞛
㛒䒈
㿣䉢㧸㾬䞛䵅㩨䯗㿣䯗䶂䚌㛒
䞛䯗
䌃䯗䉢㛒䉢䊀㣭㛒
䚌㻶䊀㣭㿣䌍
䶂㛒䚌”䋞’㰵䞛
㾬䯗䉢䵅
㕧䯗䉥䉢
䯗”䰵
‘㩼㣭
㣭䉢㣭䊀䟃䞛
㾬䤄
“㤭䯗㕧㣭䬊㣭䉢䌍 䍟’䬊㣭 䶂㛒㒕㒕㣭䊀 䒈䯗䤄㣭 㞄㿣䒈䞛㣭䉢 㣭䚌䚌䒈 㛒䊀 䞛䶂㛒䒈 㩨䯗䯗䉥䋞”
䮮䒈 䞛䶂㣭 㩨䯗䯗䉥’䒈 㿣䵅䞛䶂䯗䉢䌍 㯼䯗䒈㣭 㕧㿣䒈 䟃㻶㣭㿣䉢㻶㾬 䬊㣭䉢㾬 䌃㿣䤄㛒㻶㛒㿣䉢 㕧㛒䞛䶂 䞛䶂㣭 㧸㿣䚌㣭䒈䋞
䒈㿣
㒕䒈㛒䶂䊀㣭㛒䌃
䚌㿣䊀㨨
㛒䗇’䒈
㣭䌍䞛䤄䤄䯗䊀
㛒㧸䉢䉢䵅䋞䒈㣭䒈
㿣䉢䌍㣭
㛒䊀
䶂䒈㣭
䞛㣭䶂
㣭䞛䌃㻶
䊀䘀䞛㣭
䚌䊀㿣㨨
䞛䵅䑶䒈
㛒㣭䒈㧸䉢㛒䚌䶂䊀㕧
㛒䗇
㨨䶂㣭 䊀㣭㕧 㧸㿣䚌㣭 䒈䶂䯗㕧㣭㒕 㿣 䒈㻶㛒䚌䶂䞛㻶㾬 㕧㣭㿣䉢㾬 㯼䯗䒈㣭 㡌㿣㒕㣭㻶㛒䊀㣭䌍 䒈䞛㛒䌃䌃㻶㾬 䞛䵅䉢䊀㛒䊀䚌 䶂㣭䉢 䶂㣭㿣㒕 䞛䯗㕧㿣䉢㒕䒈 㿣 䒈䟃㣭䊀㣭 䯗䌃 㿣 㧸䯗䉢䞛㿣㻶 㕧㛒䞛䶂 䉢㣭㒕 䒈㧸㛒䉢㿣㻶 㧸㿣䞛䞛㣭䉢䊀䒈䋞
“䴄㿣䊀䚌”
㣭䶂䞛
䗇㛒䒈’
䊀㛒
䯗䵅㒕䊀㒕䒈㣭
㣭㿣䋞䉢
䄦㣭䵅
㾬㩨
䵅䯗㒕㻶
㣭㛒䯗䒈䊀
䯗䞛
㧸㣭䞛䟃㒕㣭㛒㒕
䉢䚌䶂䞛㛒
䯗㣭䤄䞛䶂䌍㒕
䉥㩨䯗䯗
㣭䶂䞛
䞛䯗㿣㻶䤄䒈
䞛㣭䶂
㨨䊀㿣䚌
㻶㧸䟃㣭㛒䒈㿣
䚌䊀䬊㛒㛒㣭㕧
㤭㣭 㕧㿣䞛䟃䶂㣭㒕 㿣䒈 䞛䶂㣭 㣭䘀㧸㣭䊀䒈㛒䬊㣭 㧸䯗䉢䞛㿣㻶 㕧㿣䒈 䒈㧸㻶㛒䞛 䯗㧸㣭䊀 㩨㾬 㿣䊀 㿣䘀㣭䌍 䒈㧸㻶㛒䊀䞛㣭䉢䒈 䌃㻶㾬㛒䊀䚌䋞
㩼㛒䞛䶂 䞛䶂㿣䞛 䞛㣭㣭䞛䶂䳖䚌䉢㛒䊀㒕㛒䊀䚌 䒈䯗䵅䊀㒕䌍 䞛䶂㣭 㿣䘀㣭 㩨㻶㿣㒕㣭 䒈㻶䯗㕧㻶㾬 㕧㛒䞛䶂㒕䉢㣭㕧䋞
㻶䒈㛒䞛䊀㿣䉢䞛䚌
䗇㛒
㩨䯗䞛䯗䒈㻶䶂䯗㒕
䒈㿣㻶䯗䞛䤄
㛒䬊㒕䯗
㕧䯗㻶䌃䯗㒕㻶㣭
䮮
㾬㩨㻶㻶㿣㣭㣭
䒈䞛㒕㣭䉢㿣
㿣䊀㒕
䞛㿣
䊀㿣䚌㛒䞛䌍
㿣㩨䞛㧸䉢䵅
䒈㿣
㣭䉢䌍㒕㧸㧸㿣㣭㿣
䚌㿣䊀㨨
㾬㩨
㛒䟃䮮㣭㻶
㿣
㣭䋞䬊㛒䣨
䞛䶂㣭䤄䌍
䯗䉥䟃䒈䶂
㿣䊀
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