Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1311 - 46: Watchdog?
Capítulo 1311: Chapter 46: Watchdog?
Since the battle on the Capital Star, Sigler Palma’s temper has worsened considerably. Five servants of the Iris Family were injured in just half a month, and the servants rarely saw Young Master Sigler leave the house.
The slanted Mosibai Mountain has become a joke in the eyes of the Capital Star’s nobility.
A colossal joke!
The mountain tilted, and the Iris Family’s palace became a perilous building. The already heavily afflicted Palma Family had no choice but to move from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain, while also facing the faintly spreading gossip.
Even with the backing of a true Great Demon God Machine, it couldn’t stop the mocking glances from some in the shadows.
All these consequences, everything, was because of this damn “Mu Fan”!
“If only you had just stayed dead quietly.”
Sigler’s handsome face was filled with malice; he had never imagined that one day, as the Governor of the Iris Family, he would be troubled by a peer.
“You fortunate fellow; without that Mecha, you would have died countless times by now.”
A boy without family or background, yet he garnered support from numerous forces!
Blue Capital Star outright rejected the Federation Central Government’s control request, Dingchuan Academy firmly declared to safeguard its student, and the Sha Family was isolated and unable to exert pressure on Dingchuan Academy.
What disgusted him the most was some nonsense Babon Duchy from Outer Domain Galaxy. Such an unnamed small country openly defied after the Federation issued a wanted order and severed all ties with the Federation upon the Outer Domain Galaxy’s announcement.
Their location was extremely delicate, nestled at the edge of the Eight Great Army Commanders’ territories in the Outer Domain Galaxy, yet occupying a critically important rare material route.
The unique Water Zither Stone Mine of Outer Domain Galaxy had its supply completely cut.
“Do you think just because the Federation is divided, you can do as you please?”
“When I have crushed the jumping clowns around me, it will be your turn, you bunch of insensible wretches.”
Mu Fan never expected that under the leadership of Princess Yue Xi, Babon Duchy would stand so decisively against the Federation.
That seemingly frail girl possessed decisiveness far surpassing many men.
…
While Sigler seethed with hidden fury, the intercom on the desk began to buzz. His face composed, eyes narrowed, he pressed it effortlessly.
“What is it?”
“Young Master, two people wish to see you. They claim they have been invited by you.” The guard handed a handwritten invitation to the holographic screen.
Sigler’s pupils contracted; that unique blue parchment… he had sent it out two years ago!!
Originally it was like a stone sinking into the sea, why did it suddenly appear today?
Wasn’t the fleet that delivered the letter completely vanished into the depths of the Outer Domain Galaxy at that time!
A sudden memory of the news two years ago surged to mind, and Sigler’s heart throbbed uncontrollably—not out of excitement, but a certain fear mingled with the unknown…
“Let them wait—”
“This is not the way to treat guests; your family has disappointed me greatly.”
An orange light beam shot out from the edge of the holographic screen, instantly binding the loyal guard and then forcefully flinging him away.
Amidst a startled cry, the guard was directly hurled away.
Instantly, alarms blared!
However, the person who cast the orange traction beam walked nonchalantly to the camera.
A pale, lifeless face with brown short hair, an awkwardly fitted suit, grabbed the camera with a rigid tone.
“Are you prepared for a formal battle?”
The indifference and disdain in his words made Sigler Palma’s eyes narrow harshly!
This person… is not a normal human at all.
That murky gaze carried an aura of a predator at the top of the food chain.
“You… actually do… exist.”
“Of course.”
Upon hearing this, Sigler’s left hand trembled slightly, and he lowered his head, forcefully suppressing the urge to summon the Demon God Machine.
“Since you have come, you are guests. Please, esteemed guests, proceed to the west hall.”
When he lifted his head again, Sigler’s face returned to its usual composed state, and the magnanimous young master was back.
At the entrance of the manor at the foot of Mosibai Mountain, the forty A-grade Guard Mechas that appeared instantly retreated quietly upon receiving their orders.
Two men with almost identical pale complexions stepped into the manor empty-handed, led by a squad of guards to the west hall.
…
Sigler’s Adam’s apple throbbed incessantly after the screen closed.
The family had been probing the mystery for twenty years, abruptly halting two years ago, yet now it suddenly surfaced.
In the west hall full of a retro atmosphere, Sigler neutrally watched the two standing opposite, rhythmically rubbing a string of wooden beads in his hand.
“Are you the Gatekeepers of the Gate of Divine River?”
Sigler’s voice was neither happy nor sad; if these emissaries could meet him, showing too much congeniality would cheapen his own status.
Was the Iris Family a place anyone could just enter?
“Gate of Divine River? So, this is how you refer to Saint Luo Passage.”
The two lifeless-faced men exchanged glances, indifferent towards Sigler, instead glancing at each other and speaking in unison. The scene was bizarre to the extreme.
“Truly ignorant.”
“But a rather interesting name.”
Their conversation completely disregarded Sigler Palma, the young Governor of the Iris Family.
A deep-seated killing intent flickered and then vanished within Sigler’s downcast eyes.
His time was more precious than the most exquisite diamond; evidently, these two truly didn’t understand life or death.
“Ignorant people, the name you came up with is interesting, but it should henceforth be referred to as Saint Luo Passage. We are not accustomed to hearing other names.”
“Haha.”
Sigler, enraged, laughed coldly, stood up from his seat, and gazed coldly at the two, “Do you think you’re something… to come here and negotiate with me?”
“Insolence.” The man in a red tie rigidly said, his eyes didn’t even twitch.
The man in a purple tie lifted his expressionless face towards Sigler Palma, spread his fingers, and raised his arm with his palm facing Sigler instantly.
A hexagonal chip within the palm suddenly emitted an orange glow.
The traction beam that hurled away the guard was once again about to be triggered. This bizarre means truly wasn’t human.
Sigler’s expression finally turned completely cold, “Two ignorant watchdogs, your arrival already confirms the gate’s existence. I don’t need to negotiate with you.”
As soon as the words fell, an orange beam abruptly shot from the opponent’s palm, yet it was inexplicably halted two meters in front of Sigler, with an invisible ripple forming, leaving him unscathed.
Sigler said indifferently, “Crush this watchdog for me.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a black vertical line suddenly appeared behind the man in the purple tie!
䍦㺢㽀㨉䭬㟀
盧
䭬㽀
䳗㠌䵋䉝
蘆
㠌㜚㺢䳗㜚䉝
露
䙤䴍䠐㻫䵋㜚䍦䠐䉝㠌䟺
擄
䵋
䵋䚚㠌䍦㟀
㽀䭬
㨉䳗䵋
䉑㟀䉝䳗
爐
䉝㠌㟀
盧
䉝㟀㠌
㠌䵋䍦㜚㕗㠌䳗㙻䳗
䵋
䳗㟀㨉㕗䍦㨉䒶㙻
㜚㠌㟀㿿
擄
㟀䉝㠌
㠌㽀䒶
㙻䚚䵋㙻
䳗䵋䗵㨉䉝
䙤䵋㔲
老
䠐䍦㜚䙤㔲䵋㙻䳗
擄
㠌㟀䉝
㜚䳗
䳗䵋䚚
䵋
㟀㙻㙻䍦
㜚㠌㽀䳗
䚌㺢䍦㔲䳗㔲㜚㔲㜚
䉝㨉䵋㟀
㽀䭬
䍦㜚㟀㙻䚌䕿
㽀㨉䗵䳗䠐㙻㟀
擄
䵋㟀㨉䙤㟀䗵䚌䙤䵋
㽀䉝䳗㟀㠌䳗㻫㠌㟀
㟀䵋㨉㠌㙻䭬䳗䚌䚌㽀䚚
䙤䒶䙤䚌䍦㟀
㘩䉝㟀䳗 㙻㣆䒶㟀㟀䧉㟀㨉 䉝䵋䚌㨉㿿
㹀䵋䳗㔲䩮
䵋㟀㠌䚌䗵䠐
䒶䙤㟀䙤䍦䚌
䵋㺢㙻
䚚㜚㽏
䍦㻫䟺䴍㨉䠐䵋㟀䚌
㽀㽏㙻㟀㕗䍦䙤㜚㟀䍦䕿
㜚䳗
㜚㠌㟀
㙻䉝㜚
䒶䍦㨉㽀䠐
㔲㺢㙻㜚䳗䙤㟀
㙻䉝㟀䒶䚌㨉䠐䗵
䗵㙻䴍㜚䕿䳗㟀
䚌䭬㜚䳗㙻㟀㔲
䵋㜚䚌䟺䳗
㽀㽀㨉䟺䍦
㟀㜚䴍䍦
䵋䳗㨉
䵋䳗䚚
䭬㟀䚌㽀䟺㟀
㟀㠌䉝
㠌㟀䉝
䭬㽀
㜚䉑䉝㠌
㟀䉝㨉䵋
䚚㠌䵋㿿㟀㠌䚌
䵋
㠌䒶㽀
㘩䉝㟀 䚚䵋䳗 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䚌㟀㨉 㠌㜚㟀 㽀䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䍦㟀䭬㠌 䟺㜚䧉䵋䚌䚌㟀䍦㕗 䚌㽀㠌䵋㠌㟀㨉 䉝㜚㙻 䉝㟀䵋㨉 䟺䵋䠐䴍㺢䵋䚌㨉䗵 䭬䵋䠐㜚䳗㔲 㠌䉝㟀 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦 䭬䵋䠐㟀 㠌䉝䵋㠌 䉝䵋㨉 䯋䒶㙻㠌 㙻㽀䍦㜚㨉㜚䭬㜚㟀㨉 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䵋㜚䚌䗵 䵋䳗㨉 㙻䙤㽀䴍㟀 㜚䳗 䵋 㙻㠌㜚䭬䭬 䕿㽀㜚䠐㟀䴪 “䧅䳗㠌㟀䚌㟀㙻㠌㜚䳗㔲 䙤㟀䚌㙻㽀䳗㿿”
㵖㙻 㙻㽀㽀䳗 䵋㙻 䉝㟀 㙻䙤㽀䴍㟀䗵 䵋䳗㽀㠌䉝㟀䚌 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦䍦㜚䠐 䉝䵋䳗㨉 㙻䒶㨉㨉㟀䳗䍦㕗 䙤㜚㟀䚌䠐㟀㨉 㠌䉝䚌㽀䒶㔲䉝 䉝㜚㙻 䟺㽀㨉㕗 䭬䚌㽀䚚 䟺㟀䉝㜚䳗㨉䗵 㺢㜚㠌䉝 䭬㜚䕿㟀 䭬㜚䳗㔲㟀䚌㙻 䙤䚌㽀㠌䚌䒶㨉㜚䳗㔲 䭬䚌㽀䚚 䉝㜚㙻 䵋䟺㨉㽀䚚㟀䳗䗵 㔲䚌㜚䙤䙤㜚䳗㔲 䉝㜚䚚 䵋䳗㨉 䍦㜚䭬㠌㜚䳗㔲 䉝㜚䚚 䒶䙤㺢䵋䚌㨉㙻㿿
㜚㠌㙻
䉝㘩㟀
㙻㿿㺢㽀䚌䙤㟀㙻
㟀㠌䭬䍦
䵋䵋䚌䵋䙤䳗䙤㟀㟀䠐
䙤䵋㿿㟀䠐䍦
㠌㜚㙻
㜚㠌㔲䟺䳗䒶㽀㨉
㜚䙤㻫㠌䵋䟺䍦䠐䴍䠐䉝
䭬㽀䚌
㠌㽀䠐䚚䟺䵋
䵋㔲䙤
㨉㟀䉝䳗䵋䗵䕿㙻㜚
㽀㔲䭬䳗㜚䍦㺢
㜚䳗
䉝㺢㜚㠌
㽀䚌䚚㽀
䍦䕿㔲䳗㜚㟀䵋
㣆㨉䒶㜚䍦㜚
䉝㟀㘩
㠌㠌㟀䒶㽀䉝䍦㜚㟀㙻
㺢㽀㟀䵋㻫䚌䍦㠌㻫㟀䚚㠌䍦㠌
㽀䳗
䭬㽀
㜚䴍㜚㔲䚌䳗㠌㙻
䒶㜚䚌䭬㟀㔲
䵋
䵋㟀㠌䚚䍦
“㤉䵋㙻㠌㟀䚌㿿”
㵖 㨉㟀㟀䙤 䚚䵋䍦㟀 䕿㽀㜚䠐㟀 㟀䚚䵋䳗䵋㠌㟀㨉 䭬䚌㽀䚚 㠌䉝㟀 㠌䉝䚌㽀䵋㠌 㽀䭬 㠌䉝㟀 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦 䟺㟀㜚䳗㔲㿿
㜚䉝㙻
䵋㙻㜚䗵㨉
䧅”䚌㽀䳗
㟀䵋㨉䉝
㟀䗵㘩䚌㔲㜚
䚚䵋㟀䴍
䒶㠌㽀
䉝㙻㜚
䳗䉝䚌䭬㜚䠐䉝㟀㟀㨉䵋䴍䗵
“䚚䗵㟀
㔲䙤㜚㜚䳗㺢
㜚䍦㟀㭘㔲䚌
䵋
䭬㜚䍦䚌㿿䳗䳗䵋㜚㙻㔲㟀
䵋㜚㠌䴍䳗㔲
㟀䠐䭬䵋
㕗䳗䵋㜚㜚㨉䒶㨉㙻䍦䍦䭬
㠌㺢㜚㟀䉝
“㛫㟀㙻㿿”
㘩䉝㟀 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦 䟺㟀㜚䳗㔲 䠐䵋䍦䍦㟀㨉 䧅䚌㽀䳗 㘩㜚㔲㟀䚌䗵 㙻㠌㜚䍦䍦 㙻㠌䵋㜚䳗㟀㨉 㺢㜚㠌䉝 䟺䍦㽀㽀㨉 䭬䚌㽀䚚 䠐䚌䒶㙻䉝㜚䳗㔲 㠌䉝㟀 㙻䴍䒶䍦䍦䗵 㔲䚌㜚䙤䙤㟀㨉 㠌䉝㟀 䚚䵋䳗’㙻 䉝㟀䵋㨉 䵋䳗㨉 䭬㽀䚌䠐㟀䭬䒶䍦䍦㕗 㠌䒶䚌䳗㟀㨉 㜚㠌 㠌㽀 䭬䵋䠐㟀 㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌㿿
㝬”㽀
㕗㽀䒶
㙻䙤㟀䴍䵋
䴍䳗㺢㽀
㠌㽀
㽀䳗㿭㺢”
㺢㽀䉝
“䧅㔲䳗㽀䚌䵋䳗㠌 㳹䒶㣆㜚䳗 㞙䳗㜚䕿㟀䚌㙻㟀 䚚䵋䳗䗵 㜚䳗䭬㟀䚌㜚㽀䚌 䠐䚌㟀䵋㠌䒶䚌㟀䗵 㕗㽀䒶 䵋䟺䵋䳗㨉㽀䳗㟀㨉 䵋 䙤䚌㟀䠐㜚㽀䒶㙻 㽀䙤䙤㽀䚌㠌䒶䳗㜚㠌㕗㿿”
㘩䉝㟀 䵋䟺㨉㽀䚚㟀䳗 㽀䭬 㠌䉝㟀 䚚䵋䳗 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䚌㟀㨉 㠌㜚㟀䗵 㨉㜚㨉䳗’㠌 䉝䵋䕿㟀 䵋䳗㕗 䟺䍦㽀㽀㨉 䭬䍦㽀㺢㜚䳗㔲 㽀䒶㠌䗵 㽀䳗䍦㕗 㙻㽀䚚㟀 䕿㜚㙻䠐㽀䒶㙻 䟺䍦䵋䠐䴍㻫䚌㟀㨉 䟺䍦㽀㽀㨉 㺢䵋㙻 䟺䚌㽀䒶㔲䉝㠌 㽀䒶㠌 䟺㕗 㠌䉝㟀 䵋䚌䚚䗵 䵋䳗㨉 䉝㟀 䠐䵋䍦䚚䍦㕗 㙻䙤㽀䴍㟀 㺢㜚㠌䉝㽀䒶㠌 䵋 䉝㜚䳗㠌 㽀䭬 䭬䍦䒶䠐㠌䒶䵋㠌㜚㽀䳗䗵 㟀䕿㟀䳗 㠌䉝㟀 㠌㽀䳗㟀 䵋䳗㨉 䕿㽀㜚䠐㟀 㨉㜚㨉 䳗㽀㠌 䠐䉝䵋䳗㔲㟀㿿
㟀䉝
䵋䟺㟀㽀䚚䳗㨉
䳗㟀䕿㟀
㜚䳗㨉㠌㨉’
䙤㽀㿿䴍㟀㿿㙻㿿
䉝㜚㙻
㵖㙻
䚚䕿㟀㽀䩮
㞙䙤㽀䳗 䉝㟀䵋䚌㜚䳗㔲 㠌䉝㜚㙻䗵 㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌’㙻 䙤䒶䙤㜚䍦㙻 㜚䳗㙻㠌䵋䳗㠌䍦㕗 䳗䵋䚌䚌㽀㺢㟀㨉 㠌㽀 䳗㟀㟀㨉䍦㟀䙤㽀㜚䳗㠌㙻㿿
“䉑䉝䵋㠌 㨉㜚㨉 㕗㽀䒶 䠐䵋䍦䍦 䚚㟀㿭”
䉝㟀䵋䕿
䭬㽀
㠌䳗䵋䚌㔲䳗䧅”䗵㽀
㠌㽀䵋㕗㨉䗵
䍦䳗’䉝㙻㽀㠌㨉䒶
㜚㠌㟀㨉㠌㠌䵋䒶
㽀㕗䚌䒶
㽀䚌㕗䒶
㜚㙻䕿㟀䳗㞙䚌㟀
㟀䳗䠐䍦䒶䚌䵋
㟀㙻㙻䚚㟀
䧅
㕗䵋䙤䚌䟺㽀䟺䍦
㽀䳗㺢
䚚㟀㽀䠐
㜚㜚㙻㽀䳗㽀㠌䙤㿭
㣆䒶㳹䳗㜚
㽀㙻䍦㽀䭬䉝㜚
䵋㿿㜚㟀䳗”㠌䕿
䗵䳗䚚䵋
“㵖䚌㟀 㕗㽀䒶 䳗㽀㠌 䵋 䕧䵋㠌㟀䴍㟀㟀䙤㟀䚌㿭” 㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌’㙻 㟀㕗㟀䍦㜚㨉㙻 㙻䒶㨉㨉㟀䳗䍦㕗 䚌䵋㜚㙻㟀㨉㬟 㠌䉝㜚㙻 㙻㟀䳗㠌㟀䳗䠐㟀 㺢䵋㙻 䟺䚌㜚䚚䚚㜚䳗㔲 㺢㜚㠌䉝 㜚䳗䭬㽀䚌䚚䵋㠌㜚㽀䳗䗵 䭬䵋䚌 䟺㟀㕗㽀䳗㨉 䉝㜚㙻 㟀㽏䙤㟀䠐㠌䵋㠌㜚㽀䳗㙻㿿
䧅 䵋䚚 䵋 㳹䒶㣆㜚䳗 㞙䳗㜚䕿㟀䚌㙻㟀 䚚䵋䳗䗵 䧅 䵋䚚 䵋 䳗䵋㠌㜚䕿㟀㿭 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
䳗㟀䩮䉝㠌
㟀䉝
㙻㜚
䉑䉝䵋㠌
“䕧䵋㠌㟀䴍㟀㟀䙤㟀䚌㿭 㵖䚌㟀 㕗㽀䒶 䚌㟀䭬㟀䚌䚌㜚䳗㔲 㠌㽀 㠌䉝㟀 䳗䵋㠌㜚䕿㟀㙻 㺢䉝㽀 䚚䵋㜚䳗㠌䵋㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䙤䵋㙻㙻䵋㔲㟀 䭬㽀䚌 㠌䉝㟀 㭘䵋㜚䳗㠌 㳹䒶㽀 㖑䍦䵋䳗㿭 㭘㽀 㠌䉝䵋㠌’㙻 㠌䉝㟀 䠐䵋䒶㙻㟀䗵 㕗㽀䒶䚌 㙻㠌䒶䙤㜚㨉㜚㠌㕗 䉝䵋㙻 䚌㟀䭬䚌㟀㙻䉝㟀㨉 㽀䒶䚌 䟺㽀㠌㠌㽀䚚 䍦㜚䳗㟀 㽀䭬 䚌㟀䠐㽀㔲䳗㜚㠌㜚㽀䳗 㽀䭬 㠌䉝㜚㙻 䒶䳗㜚䕿㟀䚌㙻㟀㿿” 㘩䉝㟀 䚚䵋䳗 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 㙻䒶㜚㠌 㺢㜚㠌䉝 䵋 㨉㟀䵋㠌䉝䍦㕗 䙤䵋䍦㟀 䠐㽀䚚䙤䍦㟀㽏㜚㽀䳗 㙻㠌䚌䵋䳗㔲㟀䍦㕗 㽀䙤㟀䳗㟀㨉 䉝㜚㙻 䚚㽀䒶㠌䉝 䵋䳗㨉 䍦䵋䒶㔲䉝㟀㨉 㟀㟀䚌㜚䍦㕗 㠌㺢㜚䠐㟀㿿
“䍙㽀㺢 䠐㽀䒶䍦㨉 䚚㕗 䠐䍦䵋䳗 䟺㟀 㽀䭬 㕗㽀䒶䚌 㜚䳗䭬㟀䚌㜚㽀䚌 䚌䵋䠐㟀㙻㿿”
㟀䧉㟀䳗㔲䭬㜚㿿䚌
㵖㙻
㟀䳗㜚㠌䚌㟀
䵋䉝䍦䍦
䉝㠌㟀
㜚䳗䍦䳗㕗㠌㠌䵋㙻
䉝㟀㠌
㙻㺢䵋
䚌䙤㨉㽀㨉䙤㟀
䳗㜚
㽀㠌
㟀㙻㠌㟀䳗㟀䠐䳗
㟀㠌㺢㙻
㠌㙻䉝㜚
䚌㜚䵋
䴍䙤㟀㙻㽀䗵䳗
㘩䉝㟀 䵋㜚䚌 㙻㠌䵋㔲䳗䵋㠌㟀㨉 䭬㽀䚌 㠌㟀䳗 㙻㟀䠐㽀䳗㨉㙻…
㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌’㙻 㟀㕗㟀䍦㜚㨉㙻 㠌㺢㜚㠌䠐䉝㟀㨉 㽀䳗䠐㟀䗵 㠌䉝㟀䳗 䍦㽀㽀䴍㟀㨉 䵋㠌 㠌䉝㟀 㽀㠌䉝㟀䚌 㺢㜚㠌䉝 䵋 㙻䚚㜚䍦㟀 㠌䉝䵋㠌 㨉㜚㨉䳗’㠌 䚌㟀䵋䠐䉝 㠌䉝㟀 㟀㕗㟀㙻䗵 “㭘㟀㟀䚚㙻 䍦㜚䴍㟀 䵋 䚌䵋㠌 㙻䳗㟀䵋䴍㜚䳗㔲 㠌䉝䚌㽀䒶㔲䉝 㙻㽀䚚㟀 㔲䵋䙤䗵 䧅 䵋䚚 䚌㟀䵋䍦䍦㕗 㜚䳗㠌㟀䚌㟀㙻㠌㟀㨉 㜚䳗 㠌䉝䵋㠌 㨉㽀㽀䚌䗵 㠌䉝䵋䳗䴍 㕗㽀䒶䗵 䵋䚌䚌㽀㔲䵋䳗㠌 㭘䵋㜚䳗㠌 㳹䒶㽀 䚚䵋䳗䗵 㠌䉝䵋䳗䴍 㕗㽀䒶 䭬㽀䚌 䠐㽀䚚㜚䳗㔲 㠌㽀 䙤䚌㽀䕿㜚㨉㟀 㙻䒶䠐䉝 㟀㽏䠐㟀䍦䍦㟀䳗㠌 䚌㟀㙻㟀䵋䚌䠐䉝 䚚䵋㠌㟀䚌㜚䵋䍦㿿”
䧅㽀䳗”䚌
㙻㟀㟀
㠌㽀
䭬㨉䚌㟀䳗㜚䠐㟀㟀䭬
㙻㟀㟀䚌䚌䵋䉝䠐
㟀䍦㟀䍦㻫䉝㔲㜚䕿䉝
䍦䟺䠐㔲㜚㽀䍦䵋㽀㜚
㟀䉝㠌
㠌㟀䒶䠐䚌䵋䙤
㘩㟀䚌㜚䗵㔲
䉝㜚㺢㠌
㽀䒶㳹
㽀㠌
䉝㜚㠌㙻
㜚䉝䚚
䧅
䉝㙻䵋
䳗䵋䚚
䍦䚚㟀㕗㜚㟀䳗㔲㙻
䒶㙻㿿”
㺢䉝㠌䵋
㺢䵋䳗㠌
㜚䵋䍦䕿㟀䗵
䍦䵋䗵䟺
㙻㜚㟀䠐㠌㨉㙻
㭘㜚㠌䵋䳗
“䧅䳗䭬㽀䚌䚚䵋㠌㜚㽀䳗 䭬䚌㽀䚚 㽀㠌䉝㟀䚌 䒶䳗㜚䕿㟀䚌㙻㟀㙻 㠌䚌䒶䍦㕗 㜚㙻 䵋 㔲㜚䭬㠌䗵 䍦㟀㠌’㙻 㟀䳗㠌㟀䚌㠌䵋㜚䳗 㠌䉝㜚㙻 䙤䚌㽀䙤㟀䚌䍦㕗㿿”
㘩䉝㟀 䍦㜚㣆䒶㜚㨉 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦 䠐㽀䕿㟀䚌㜚䳗㔲 䧅䚌㽀䳗 㘩㜚㔲㟀䚌’㙻 䭬䵋䠐㟀 䵋䍦㙻㽀 㙻䒶䚌䭬䵋䠐㟀㨉 䵋 㙻㜚䳗㜚㙻㠌㟀䚌 㙻䚚㜚䍦㟀䗵 䉝㟀 䳗㽀㨉㨉㟀㨉䗵 㺢㜚㠌䉝 䵋 䚚䵋㔲䳗㟀㠌㜚䠐 䕿㽀㜚䠐㟀 㙻䵋㕗㜚䳗㔲䗵 “㛫㟀㙻㿿”
䕿㟀䳗㟀
㠌㟀䳗
䵋䳗䉝㙻㨉
䳗㜚
䍙㟀
㠌䉝㽀䒶㙻䵋䳗㨉
㜚䉝㙻
㔲䉝㠌㜚㟀
㘩㟀䉝㟀㠌
䙤䙤㟀㟀䍦㽀
㨉㠌䉝䵋㽀䗵䒶㙻䳗
㜚䉝㺢㠌
㨉㽀㽀䟺䍦
㹀䍦㽀㨉㽀
㠌㽀㺢
䉝㠌㟀
䟺䒶㠌
㜚㙻
䳗㽀㠌
㽀䳗
㟀䵋㘩䗵䚚
㠌䵋䉝㺢
䉝䳗’㠌㙻䵋
㽀㟀䳗䚌㙻䙤
䟺㜚䳗㔲䒶㟀䳗䚚䚌
㟀䉝
䟺㟀䚚䳗䒶䚌
㠌䉝㟀
䳗㟀㙻㟀㿭
䵋䚌䚌䧉䟺㜚㟀
“㛫㽀䒶 㠌䉝㜚䳗䴍 䧅 䵋䚚 㠌䉝㟀 䚚䵋㜚䳗 䟺㽀㨉㕗㿭 䈠㽀䗵 䳗㽀䗵 䳗㽀䗵 䧅 䵋䚚 䯋䒶㙻㠌 䵋 䠐䚌㟀㺢 䚚㟀䚚䟺㟀䚌 䭬䚌㽀䚚 㠌䉝䵋㠌 䭬䍦㟀㟀㠌䗵 㔲㽀㽀㨉䟺㕗㟀 䭬㽀㽀䍦㜚㙻䉝 䳗䵋㠌㜚䕿㟀㙻䗵 㕗㽀䒶’䕿㟀 䍦㽀㙻㠌 㠌䉝㟀 䠐䉝䵋䳗䠐㟀 㠌㽀 㙻㟀䚌䕿㟀 䚚㕗 䠐䍦䵋䳗㿿”
㵖㙻 䉝㜚㙻 㺢㽀䚌㨉㙻 䭬㟀䍦䍦䗵 㠌䉝㟀 㟀㕗㟀㙻 㽀䭬 㠌䉝㟀 䚚䵋䳗 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 㙻䒶㜚㠌 㜚䳗㙻㠌䵋䳗㠌䍦㕗 㠌䒶䚌䳗㟀㨉 䟺䚌㜚㔲䉝㠌 䚌㟀㨉䗵 㽀䚌䵋䳗㔲㟀 㙻㠌䚌㟀䵋䴍㙻 㟀䚚㟀䚌㔲㟀㨉 㽀䳗 䉝㜚㙻 䭬䵋䠐㟀䗵 㺢㜚㠌䉝 䵋 㙻䠐㽀䚌䠐䉝㜚䳗㔲 䉝㜚㔲䉝 㠌㟀䚚䙤㟀䚌䵋㠌䒶䚌㟀 㽀䭬 㽀䕿㟀䚌 㡎㙂㙂㙂 㨉㟀㔲䚌㟀㟀㙻 䟺䒶䚌㙻㠌㜚䳗㔲 䭬䚌㽀䚚 䉝㜚㙻 㟀䳗㠌㜚䚌㟀 䟺㽀㨉㕗㿿
㔲㟀䟺䳗䵋
㠌㟀㨉䒶䳗䚌
㠌㙻䳗䳗䍦㕗䵋㠌㜚
䚌㟀㨉
䚚㟀䍦㠌㿿
㽀䚌䧅䳗
㽀㠌
䉝㨉䵋䳗
㟀㜚㘩䚌’㙻㔲
㔲㽀䚌䉝䉝䒶㠌
㟀䍦䭬㠌
䚚䉝㜚
㨉䳗䵋
䳗㜚䚌㔲㟀䙤䠐㜚
“㛫㽀䒶䳗㔲 㤉䵋㙻㠌㟀䚌䗵 䟺㟀 䠐䵋䚌㟀䭬䒶䍦䩮”
䧅䚌㽀䳗 㘩㜚㔲㟀䚌’㙻 㨉㟀㟀䙤 䕿㽀㜚䠐㟀 㟀䠐䉝㽀㟀㨉㿿
㽀䩮䚚㹀㽀
㘩㟀䚌䚌㽀䚌㜚䧉㜚䳗㔲 㟀䳗㟀䚌㔲㕗 㙻㟀䍦䭬㻫㨉㟀㠌㽀䳗䵋㠌㜚㽀䳗 㟀䚌䒶䙤㠌㟀㨉 㺢㜚㠌䉝㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䳗䵋䚌䚌㽀㺢 㙻䙤䵋䠐㟀䗵 䠐㽀䳗㙻䒶䚚㜚䳗㔲 䧅䚌㽀䳗 㘩㜚㔲㟀䚌’㙻 䟺㽀㨉㕗㿿
㵖䍦䍦 䵋䚌㽀䒶䳗㨉䗵 㜚䳗䕿㜚㙻㜚䟺䍦㟀 䚌㜚䙤䙤䍦㟀㙻 䭬䍦䵋㙻䉝㟀㨉 㙻㜚䚚䒶䍦㠌䵋䳗㟀㽀䒶㙻䍦㕗䗵 㠌䉝㟀 㙻㟀䵋 㽀䭬 䭬㜚䚌㟀 㺢䵋㙻 䭬㽀䚌䠐㜚䟺䍦㕗 䠐㽀䳗䭬㜚䳗㟀㨉 㠌㽀 䵋 㠌㟀䳗㻫䚚㟀㠌㟀䚌 㙻㣆䒶䵋䚌㟀 䵋䚌㟀䵋䗵 䟺䒶㠌 㠌䉝㟀 㠌㟀䚌䚌㜚䭬㕗㜚䳗㔲 㜚䚚䙤䵋䠐㠌 㺢䵋㙻 䒶䳗䭬㜚䍦㠌㟀䚌䵋䟺䍦㟀㿿
䭬䍦㟀䍦
㘩㟀䉝
䠐㙻䠐䚌䴍䵋
㽀㟀䒶䒶䳗䚌䚚㙻
䠐㟀䭬䚌䵋㨉㙻䒶
䍦䵋䍦䉝
䵋䟺㿿䒶䠐䳗㨉㟀䵋䳗
䳗䵋㙻㨉
䵋䳗㨉
䵋
䵋㙻䚚㟀䕿㙻㜚
㨉䵋䟺㜚䚌㠌䕿㟀
䒶㠌㙻㨉
䳗㽀
䠐䵋䙤䵋䍦㟀
䭬㟀䳗㜚
㟀䉝㠌
㜚䠐䍦㟀䳗㜚㔲䗵
䳗㜚
䵋㙻
䉝㜚㠌㺢
㙻䵋
䵋
䚚䗵䒶䟺䚌䍦㟀
㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌 䠐䍦㟀䵋䚌䍦㕗 䉝㟀䵋䚌㨉 䵋 䭬㟀㺢 㙻㽀䒶䳗㨉㙻 㽀䭬 㺢㽀㽀㨉㟀䳗 䟺㟀䵋䚚㙻 䟺䚌㟀䵋䴍㜚䳗㔲㿿
㘩䉝㜚㙻 䕿㜚㽀䍦㟀䳗㠌 䠐䉝䵋䳗㔲㟀 䵋䍦䵋䚌䚚㟀㨉 㟀䕿㟀䚌㕗㽀䳗㟀 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䚚䵋䳗㽀䚌㿿
䍦㙻䚚䵋㟀䭬
㙻䍦㙻㟀
㨉䭬䚌㟀䠐㟀㠌㟀䍦
䭬䵋㠌㙻
䍦㨉㽀䠐
㔲䳗䵋䧉㜚䍦㹀
㟀䉝㠌
䍦䍦䵋
䍦䚚䵋䭬㟀㙻
㠌䵋㙻䭬䗵
䚌䚌䟺䵋䚌㟀㜚
䉝㠌㟀
㺢䳗㠌㟀
㜚䳗
䭬䭬㽀
䵋㟀䭬䠐䗵
䳗䚌㕗㟀㟀㔲
䗵㙻㨉䳗㽀䠐㟀㙻
㜚㠌䍦䉝㔲
䠐㟀䚚䵋
㽀䍦㕗㠌䍦㟀䙤䠐䚚㟀
䳗䉝㠌䵋
䉝㿿䕿䵋㟀㨉䳗㙻㜚
‘㙻䚌㔲䍦㟀㭘㜚
䉝㟀㠌䚌㟀
䵋㨉䳗
㠌㺢㜚䉝㜚䳗
㜚䕿㙻䳗㟀㜚䟺㜚䍦
䉝㠌㟀
䈠㽀 䚌㟀䚚䵋㜚䳗㙻 㺢㟀䚌㟀 䍦㟀䭬㠌 㽀䭬 㠌䉝㟀 䚚䵋䳗 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䚌㟀㨉 㠌㜚㟀㿿
㵖 㙻㠌㟀㟀䍦 䭬㜚㔲䒶䚌㟀 䳗㟀䵋䚌䍦㕗 䚚㟀䍦㠌㟀㨉 㠌䉝䚌㽀䒶㔲䉝 䠐䍦䒶䳗㔲 㠌㽀 㠌䉝㟀 㟀㨉㔲㟀 㽀䭬 㠌䉝㟀 㟀䳗㟀䚌㔲㕗 䟺䵋䚌䚌㜚㟀䚌䗵 㜚㠌㙻 䭬䵋䠐㟀 䚚㜚㙻㙻㜚䳗㔲 䉝䵋䍦䭬䗵 䍦㟀䭬㠌 䵋䚌䚚 㔲㽀䳗㟀䗵 䚌㟀䚚䵋㜚䳗㜚䳗㔲 䉝䵋䍦䭬 㽀䭬 㠌䉝㟀 䚌㜚㔲䉝㠌 䵋䚌䚚䗵 㠌䉝㽀䒶㙻䵋䳗㨉㙻 㽀䭬 䉝㽀䍦㟀㙻 䟺䒶䚌䳗㠌 㜚䳗㠌㽀 䵋 㙻㟀䵋䚌㜚䳗㔲 䚌㟀㨉 䵋䟺㨉㽀䚚㟀䳗㿿
䍦㜚䚌㔲㭘㟀
㹀”䚌㨉㜚䗵
䧅䚌䳗㽀
䭬㽀
㙻㜚䉝
䠐㽀䍦䍦㨉㕗䴪
䠐䍦㽀䴍䟺㙻
㔲䉝㠌䚌㜚
㙻䴍㽀䙤㟀
㟀䚌㜚㙻’㘩㔲
“㠌㟀㽀㿿㙻䳗
㠌㺢㽀
㟀䚚㨉㟀䍦㠌
䳗㟀㜚㟀㭘㔲
䗵”㨉䟺㕗㽀”
䚌㔲㜚䟺䳗
㽀䚌䳗㜚
䚚㟀
䵋䳗㨉䉝䗵
㠌㟀䳗㽏㨉㟀㨉㟀
㵖䳗 㟀䵋㔲䍦㟀’㙻 䠐䚌㕗䗵 䵋 㙻㜚䚚䒶䍦䵋㠌㟀㨉 䚚㟀䠐䉝䵋䳗㜚䠐䵋䍦 㟀䵋㔲䍦㟀 㔲䍦㟀䵋䚚㜚䳗㔲 㺢㜚㠌䉝 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦 䭬䍦㟀㺢 䭬䚌㽀䚚 㠌䉝㟀 䠐㽀䚌䳗㟀䚌䗵 䙤䚌㟀䠐㜚㙻㟀䍦㕗 㠌䉝䚌㽀㺢㜚䳗㔲 㠌㺢㽀 㙻㣆䒶䵋䚌㟀 䉝㟀䵋䕿㕗 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦 䟺䍦㽀䠐䴍㙻 㜚䳗㠌㽀 㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌’㙻 䉝䵋䳗㨉㙻㿿
㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌 䠐䵋㙻㠌 㠌䉝㟀䚚 䭬㽀䚌㺢䵋䚌㨉㿿
㜚㣆䍦䒶㜚㨉
䚚䍦㠌㔲䳗㜚㟀
䟺䠐䍦䴍㙻㽀
㨉㙻䵋䚚䍦㟀䚚
㜚㠌䳗㽀
㽀㺢㠌
䉝㘩㟀
䧅䚌䳗㽀
䍦㜚㠌㕗䳗䵋䳗㙻㠌
䳗㽀㠌㜚
䳗䒶䙤㽀
㠌㽀㿿䠐㠌䵋䳗䠐
䟺㕗㽀㨉䗵
㟀㠌䵋䚚䍦
䚚㟀䍦㠌䵋
㘩’㟀㔲䚌㜚㙻
㘩䉝㟀䳗 䒶䳗㨉㟀䚌 㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌’㙻 㜚䳗㨉㜚䭬䭬㟀䚌㟀䳗㠌 㔲䵋䧉㟀䗵 㠌䉝㟀 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦 䚌㟀䚚䵋㜚䳗㙻 䟺㟀㔲䵋䳗 㠌㽀 㺢䚌㜚㔲㔲䍦㟀 䵋䳗㨉 㔲䚌㽀㺢 䵋㠌 䵋 䳗㽀㠌㜚䠐㟀䵋䟺䍦㟀 㙻䙤㟀㟀㨉㿿㿿㿿 㽀䳗㟀 䚚㜚䳗䒶㠌㟀 䍦䵋㠌㟀䚌䗵 䵋 䚚㟀㠌䵋䍦 䚚䵋䳗 䭬㽀䚌䚚㟀㨉 㟀㽏㠌㟀䚌䳗䵋䍦䍦㕗 㙻㠌㜚䍦䍦 㽀䟺㙻䠐䒶䚌㟀䗵 䠐䵋㙻䒶䵋䍦䍦㕗 䚚㽀䕿㟀㨉䗵 䉝䵋䍦䭬㻫䴍䳗㟀㟀䍦㜚䳗㔲 㽀䳗 㠌䉝㟀 㔲䚌㽀䒶䳗㨉㿿
“㘩䉝䵋䳗䴍 㕗㽀䒶䗵 㛫㽀䒶䳗㔲 㤉䵋㙻㠌㟀䚌㿿”
㠌㟀䚚䵋㠌䚌
䵋㨉䳗䉝
䟺㕗
䳗㟀㟀㙻
㟀㠌㽀䉝䚌䗵
䳗㽀㟀
䟺㨉䒶㟀㜚䚌
㟀㟀㕗䗵
㙻㠌㜚㽀䙤㔲䙤䳗
䧅”
䍦㜚㔲㟀㭘䚌
䉝䍦㨉䒶㽀㙻
㠌䉝㟀
㽀㿿㟀䍦㙻䠐㙻㜚㨉”
䴍䉝㠌䳗䵋
㽀䳗
㙻䵋㟀㜚䚌㨉
㠌䉝㟀
䉝㠌㟀
㜚䳗
㜚䉝㙻
㽀㙻㨉㠌㕗䵋’
䵋䚌㠌䉝㟀䗵
㽀䒶㕗䗵
㙻㜚
䠐䳗䵋
“㛫㟀㙻䗵 㛫㽀䒶䳗㔲 㤉䵋㙻㠌㟀䚌㿿”
“㳹㟀㠌’㙻 㔲㽀㿿”
㽀䧅䚌䳗
䉝㽀䍦㟀㺢
㠌䍦㟀䭬
㔲䚌㨉㺢䵋㜚䳗
䒶㽀㠌䗵
㜚䳗
䟺㽀㨉㕗
㨉䵋䳗䉝
㿿㠌㺢䵋䚌㟀
㠌㟀䉝
䠐䒶䵋䵋㕗㙻䍦䍦
㜚䍦䳗㟀
䟺䵋䴍䍦䠐
㜚㺢㔲䚌㔲䍦䗵㟀㨉
㘩䚌㔲㜚㙻㟀’
䙤㙻䳗㟀䚌㽀
䵋
㟀㟀㨉䙤㟀㙻
㜚䍦䴍㟀
㠌䳗䵋㠌㜚㕗䳗㙻䍦
㘩䉝㟀 㺢㟀㙻㠌 䉝䵋䍦䍦 䚌㟀㙻䒶䚚㟀㨉 㠌䚌䵋䳗㣆䒶㜚䍦㜚㠌㕗㿿
㭘㜚㠌㠌㜚䳗㔲 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 㔲㜚㔲䵋䳗㠌㜚䠐 㙻㽀䭬㠌 䠐䉝䵋㜚䚌䗵 㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌 䛷䵋䍦䚚 䍦㽀㽀䴍㟀㨉 䒶䙤 㟀㽏䙤䚌㟀㙻㙻㜚㽀䳗䍦㟀㙻㙻䍦㕗 䵋㠌 㠌䉝㟀 䠐㟀㜚䍦㜚䳗㔲㿿
䟺㜚䉝㨉㟀䳗
䚚㜚䉝
…䳗㜚䴍䠐㜚㠌㔲
䴍㟀㠌䠐㨉㜚
䠐䴍䍦䠐㽀
㽀䳗
㘩㟀䉝
“䧅䗵 䵋㙻 䵋䳗 䧅䚌㜚㙻䗵 䵋䚚 䵋 㨉㽀䚚㜚䳗䵋㠌㽀䚌 㟀䕿㟀䚌㕗㺢䉝㟀䚌㟀㿿”
“㭘䵋㜚䳗㠌 㳹䒶㽀 㖑䍦䵋䳗㿿㿿㿿 䉝䚚䙤䉝㿿”
䉝㟀㠌
䟺㽀㟀䠐㟀䚚
䉝㟀
䭬㽀
㜚䳗䟺㜚䚚㠌䵋㽀
㨉㟀㟀䙤
㕗㙻㟀䗵㟀
㜚㙻
䉝㠌㟀
㽀䭬
䟺㟀㙻䳗㜚㔲
㙻䵋
䚌䳗䚚䒶㟀䟺
㙻䒶䠐䚌㨉䭬䵋㟀
㔲㜚䚌㙻㟀’䍦㭘
㔲䕿㽀㟀䚌䳗䚌㽀
㔲㨉䗵㽀
㜚䳗
䵋
㔲㜚㜚䚌㟀䠐䵋䳗㿿䳗㙻
䚌䧅㜚㙻
䉝㠌㟀
㽀䉝㺢
㙻䟺㟀䳗㟀㙻䍦䳗㜚㜚
㠌䠐䚌㟀䵋
䭬㽀
㽀䒶㨉䠐䍦
㕗㜚䍦䵋䚚䗵䫐
䍙㟀 㺢䵋䳗㠌㟀㨉 㠌㽀 㙻㟀㟀 㜚䭬 㠌䉝㟀 䍦㟀㔲㟀䳗㨉䵋䚌㕗 㭘䉝㟀䳗 䍙㟀 㖌㠌䉝㟀䚌 㭘䉝㽀䚌㟀 㠌䚌䒶䍦㕗 䉝䵋㨉 䵋 㝬㟀㜚㠌㕗䩮
䧅 䵋䚚 䵋 䳗䵋㠌㜚䕿㟀㿭
㟀䉝䟺䍦㳹㔲䒶䵋䵋
㠌䵋䉝㟀㨉㿿
㽀㠌
㘩䉝㟀 䉝䵋䙤䙤㟀䳗㜚䳗㔲 㜚䳗 㠌䉝㟀 䛷䵋䍦䚚䵋 䫐䵋䚚㜚䍦㕗䗵 㠌䉝㟀䚌㟀 㺢䵋㙻 䒶㠌㠌㟀䚌䍦㕗 䳗㽀 㽀㠌䉝㟀䚌 䙤㟀䚌㙻㽀䳗 㽀䳗 㠌䉝㜚㙻 䙤䍦䵋䳗㟀㠌 㺢䉝㽀 䴍䳗㟀㺢㿿
䛷㟀䚌䉝䵋䙤㙻 㟀䕿㟀䳗 㜚䭬 㙻㽀䚚㟀㽀䳗㟀 䴍䳗㟀㺢䗵 㠌䉝㟀㕗 㺢㽀䒶䍦㨉䳗’㠌 㠌䉝㜚䳗䴍 㠌䉝㜚㙻 㺢䵋㙻 㽀䭬 䚚䒶䠐䉝 㜚䚚䙤㽀䚌㠌䵋䳗䠐㟀㿿
㟀䳗㟀䕿
㘩㟀䉝
㙻㜚㠌䍦䍦
㨉㟀䗵㜚䕿㜚㨉㨉
㠌㽀㺢
㜚䭬
㙻䭬㟀䠐㽀䚌
㟀䉝㠌
䵋䕧䍦䵋㽏㕗
㠌㟀䉝
㽀㟀䟺䍦䳗㔲
㟀䳗㠌䳗䚌䚚䵋
㠌㭘䵋䚌
㽀䳗㟀
㽀㠌
䵋䕿䗵㠌㙻
䳗㜚
㙻㜚
䉝㠌㟀
㽀䚌
㠌㽀㽀
䚌䠐㠌㝬㜚㠌㜚㙻㙻
䙤㽀㠌
㜚䕿䳗㟀㟀䒶㿿䚌㙻
㟀㠌㜚䫐䳗䵋㨉㟀䚌㽀
“㝬㽀㺢䳗㔲䚌䵋㨉㟀 䵋䍦䍦 㟀䕿㟀䳗㠌 䙤䚌㜚㽀䚌㜚㠌㕗 䍦㟀䕿㟀䍦䗵 䵋䠐㠌㜚䕿䵋㠌㟀 㠌䉝㟀 㠌䉝㜚䚌㨉 㻭㽏䙤㟀㨉㜚㠌㜚㽀䳗䵋䚌㕗 䫐䍦㟀㟀㠌䗵 䙤䚌㽀䠐㟀㟀㨉㜚䳗㔲 㠌㽀 㖌䒶㠌㟀䚌 㝬㽀䚚䵋㜚䳗 䕧䵋䍦䵋㽏㕗 䵋䭬㠌㟀䚌 㠌䉝䚌㟀㟀 㨉䵋㕗㙻 㽀䭬 䚚㜚䍦㜚㠌䵋䚌㕗 䙤䚌㟀䙤䗵 䚌㟀䠐䵋䍦䍦 㠌㺢㽀 㝬㟀䚚㽀䳗 䕧㽀㨉 㤉䵋䠐䉝㜚䳗㟀㙻 䭬䚌㽀䚚 䙤䍦䵋䳗㟀㠌 䬎䡵䬎㿿”
㵖䭬㠌㟀䚌 㙻㽀䚌㠌㜚䳗㔲 㽀䒶㠌 㠌䉝㽀䒶㔲䉝㠌㙻䗵 㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌 㙻㠌㽀㽀㨉䗵 䠐䵋㙻䒶䵋䍦䍦㕗 㙻䙤㟀䵋䴍㜚䳗㔲 㠌㽀 㠌䉝㟀 䵋㜚䚌 䟺㟀䭬㽀䚌㟀 䉝㜚䚚㿿
“㤉㟀䵋㙻㠌䚌㿿
“䗵㙻㛫㟀
㿿㿿㿿
䧅䳗 㨉㜚㙻㠌䵋䳗㠌 㙻䙤䵋䠐㟀䗵 㤉䒶 䫐䵋䳗 㺢䵋㙻 䠐㽀䚚䙤䍦㟀㠌㟀䍦㕗 䒶䳗䵋㺢䵋䚌㟀 㠌䉝䵋㠌 㨉䒶㟀 㠌㽀 䵋 㙻䒶㨉㨉㟀䳗 㟀䕿㟀䳗㠌䗵 㭘㜚㔲䍦㟀䚌’㙻 㺢䚌䵋㠌䉝 㠌䉝䵋㠌 㙻䙤䵋㺢䳗㟀㨉 䟺㟀䠐䵋䒶㙻㟀 㽀䭬 䉝㜚䚚 㺢䵋㙻 㣆䒶㜚㟀㠌䍦㕗 㨉㜚䕿㟀䚌㠌㟀㨉㿿㿿
