Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1418: Chapter 761: Double Demon Slaying

His gaze was like lightning, scanning in all directions, his heart growing vigilant.

The previous Void Realm Demon Elder seemed to be somewhat overrated; perhaps he was sent as a “cannon fodder” to test the waters—the real one was likely still lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.

A moment later, Wu Yue sat cross-legged on the Corpse Dissection Bag, flying back to Demon Rising Island from afar.

“Ah, all that came was a bunch of worthless opponents, not even able to last a few rounds. I wasn’t fully satisfied with the kill!” Wu Yue flew over, grinning and complaining.

“Isn’t this better! It’s best if we can complete the task smoothly. I don’t want to face the Cave Void Demon Emperor.”

Hearing Zhao Sheng say this, Wu Yue’s expression froze, unsure how to respond.

Goodness!

As soon as he spoke, he mentioned the Cave Void Demon Emperor, clearly not taking the same rank Demon Elders seriously. Truly, he’s wildly arrogant!

Yet thinking about this person’s previous fierce power, Wu Yue faintly felt that the other party wasn’t exaggerating but had ample confidence.

Wu Yue couldn’t help but mutter secretly: “Such a fierce person, where did the Great Venerable find him? I never heard of him before!”

Just while pondering this, Zhao Sheng suddenly looked up at the sky and shouted, “It’s coming!”

“Huh, where? Why didn’t I notice anything?” Responding, Wu Yue looked up, scanning the heavens and earth, his face slightly changing.

Just as he spoke, the Heavenly Curtain suddenly darkened, countless demon shadows falling like a torrential rain, appearing like vast swathes of black fog, overwhelming as they charged toward the massive multicolored Light Ball in midair.

“Let me!”

Wu Yue’s eyes brightened, suddenly shouting as he transformed into a streak of white light, rushing urgently to the high sky, then suddenly throwing upward, the Corpse Dissection Bag shot out, swelling with the wind…

The bag’s mouth expanded rapidly, in the blink of an eye growing to tens of thousands of feet in size, like a massive Black Hole devouring everything.

In an instant, vast white light burst from the bag’s mouth, covering most of the demon shadows in the sky, then the white light turned into infinite suction, countless demon shadows being drawn into the Corpse Dissection Bag like moths to a flame.

At this moment, a mass of Shadow appeared out of thin air in front of the multicolored Light Ball.

Zhao Sheng’s heart tightened, subconsciously activating Space-Time Teleportation, barely intercepting in front of the Shadow.

Before he had time to strike, he was mysteriously hit in the chest, letting out a muffled groan, his entire body flying backward, crashing heavily onto the surface of the Light Ball.

The front of his chest flashed with Thunder Light, the wound healing in an instant, before gradually dimming.

Zhao Sheng rose into the air, his gaze wary as he looked towards the Shadow.

At this time, from within the Shadow emerged a tall, sturdy old man with white hair, his eyes glowing black, a three-inch long bone horn protruding from his forehead, wearing a Bone Armor fused with his body, exuding an aura of awe towards all beings.

The white-haired old man looked somewhat familiar, holding an ancient, bright silver giant axe in his hand, shimmering with an ax light that emitted a sharp aura capable of tearing everything apart.

Zhao Sheng’s gaze swept back and forth between the old man’s face and the giant axe, suddenly recalling a famous figure.

However, this person had disappeared for many years; now, it seemed he hadn’t escaped the clutches of the Alien Demon!

“You are… Qiao Fengnian?” Zhao Sheng’s mind raced, probing.

“Heh heh, Qiao Fengnian has long been devoured by me, and the next one to be devoured is you!” Jiu Luo Demon Elder’s eyes flashed with an evil black light, laughing wildly.

As he spoke, he fiercely raised the giant axe in his hand, its silvery light erupting, a three-foot-long blade light condensing at the axe blade.

He let out a thunderous shout, the giant axe suddenly chopping forward, the void splitting open abruptly, a pitch-black, deep crack suddenly extending from the axe blade to Zhao Sheng, intending to cleave him from head to toe!

The whole process seemed slow but was incredibly fast!

Zhao Sheng didn’t dodge or evade, his right arm flashed with thunder light. Suddenly, a crimson spear materialized in front of him. The spear’s tip burst with a blinding red light, and the countless shadows of spears instantly converged into a single line, piercing the axe blade that appeared abruptly.

“Boom!”

A series of piercing metallic clashes echoed continuously, as red light and axe light exploded in mid-air. The densely packed space cracks fell on Zhao Sheng, leaving only shallow scars that healed in an instant.

Having his Lifebound Magic Treasure destroyed, Jiu Luo Demon Elder roared angrily when he saw his attack fail. Demonic Qi surged out ferociously from him, and his bone armor instantly sprouted countless thorn-like pale spikes.

“I underestimated you,” Jiu Luo Demon Elder said fiercely, “but I won’t make the same mistake twice. Die!” He lifted the giant axe high above his head and slashed fiercely forward.

Simultaneously, the demonic Qi from the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be drawn inexorably, converging into a ten-thousand-zhang giant axe that cleaved downwards at Zhao Sheng.

The gigantic axe light descended from the sky with a terrifying aura as if splitting the heavens and earth, bringing with it roaring wind and thunder. Nature’s spiritual energy boiled madly, and wherever it passed, the void was sliced into countless chaotic cracks.

High

Zhao Sheng remained immovable, the battered Red Dragon Spear in his hand disappeared at some point, replaced by a pair of thunderous iron fists.

The colossal axe shadow and the giant axe merged in an instant, breaking through the void, seemingly about to tear his body apart.

Zhao Sheng raised his hands and clapped precisely on one side of the axe face, instantly deflecting the giant axe to slide past his side.

He stood firm, stepping not even a foot back and counterattacked with a palm strike. The gigantic palm shadow imprinted like lightning upon the opponent’s chest.

Thunder light erupted, instantly shattering Jiu Luo Demon Elder’s armor and sending his figure flying backward.

This Demon Elder was stunned, with blood seeping from his seven orifices, immensely shocked because his Demon Thought Domain was crushed by another powerful Magic Domain. After merely exchanging two rounds, he quickly fell into a disadvantage.

As one of the strongest commanders under the Demon Emperor, Jiu Luo Demon Elder had not encountered such a formidable opponent in nearly a thousand years. The opponent’s cultivation had likely reached the peak of the Returning to Void Realm.

“Heh, if you had the strength of the Unification Realm, I would certainly be doomed! But alas, you are not, and you will not take down this venerable self for now!” Jiu Luo Demon Elder laughed madly, withdrew the giant axe, and his demonic shadow vanished swiftly into the void, hiding who knows where!

In the same instant, an evil voice suddenly echoed between heaven and earth: “Within no more than three quarters of an hour, our Demon Emperor will surely descend. By then, it will be your death sentence!”

“Hmph, sneaky coward who’s afraid to show himself, die!” Zhao Sheng roared, his stature expanded once more, transforming in a blink into a thirty-zhang tall Golden Purple Giant God!

At this moment, he felt immensely powerful, his will strong enough to tear the heavens and earth with a single thought.

In his eyes, the space-time barriers became as fragile as paper.

With unstoppable Divine Thought, he scanned tens of thousands of miles, including the dark void realm behind reality.

In this instant, every shadowy demon within those tens of thousands of miles was fully exposed.

“Found you!”

Zhao Sheng howled, the void shattered resoundingly, and his gigantic figure plunged into the sea. In an instant, seawater within hundreds of miles evaporated, and he opened a gigantic “void” with a diameter of hundreds of miles in the ocean.

At the bottom of the hole, an immensely deep crater was formed, its edges fire-red as large quantities of liquid lava cascaded down like a waterfall.

In the next moment, a colossal giant rose from below, clutching a mass of flesh that emitted strands of demonic light, instantly annihilated by streaks of lightning.

As the giant passed, the void shattered in his wake, space cracks were everywhere, and chaotic space-time streams gushed from them, crashing onto him yet unable to cause any harm.

After unleashing all his strength, Zhao Sheng might not have fully merged, but he had already surpassed the force of Returning to Void.

At this moment, he took a giant step, instantly reaching the depths of the Dark Sky, and hurled a punch into a certain dark corner.

With a thunderous “Boom,” boundless darkness was dispersed by the punch, and torrents of space-time poured out, revealing a large expanse of dead silent starry sky behind.

At the end of the starry sky, a massive blue planet emerged, it was none other than Dome Sea Star.

䱋㡸㫀

蘆

盧

䱋

老

䘿䀺䰝㧘䢎䮾䀺

㧘䘿䱋䘿䘿䗭䀺

㰯䀺䰝䁃

㰯䀺䁃

老

虜

䖞䱋㧘䀺㡸䀷䢎㰯䁃䁃㧘

盧

䀺䎗”㸋”䀷㰯

擄

櫓

㹕㡸䢼㳘

䰝䁃㸋䀯㹕䮾

㒪䰝㒪䁃䱋㧘㳘㧘

㳘㸋䀺

盧

露

䖞㰯䀺䀯䘿

䖞䁃㧘㩘䘿㰯㒪

㧘䍲㸋㳘

㯬㸋䀺 䖞㰯䖞䀺䁃㳘 㳘㸋䀺 㸋㰯䀷䀺 䱋䮾䮾䀺䱋䘿䀺䢎䀯 䰝㰯㹕䁃㳘䀷䀺㡸㡸 㡸䰝䘿䀺䱋䖞㡸 㫀䀺䘿䀺 㸋䀺䱋䘿䢎 䗭䘿㧘䀺㩘䀷㜳䀯 㳘㸋䀺䁃 䱋䗭䘿㹕䮾㳘䀷㜳 䰝䀺䱋㡸䀺䢎䓀

㯬㸋䀺 䁃㹕䖞䀺䘿㰯㹕㡸 䐙䀺䖞㰯䁃 㯬㸋㰯㹕㒪㸋㳘 㸺㹕䗭䗭㰯䢎㧘䀺㡸 䰝䱋䘿䀺㩘㹕䀷䀷㜳 㸋㧘䢎䢎䀺䁃 䗭㜳 䄶㧘㹕 㦙㹕㰯 䐙䀺䖞㰯䁃 㞢䀷䢎䀺䘿 㫀䀺䘿䀺 䰝㰯䖞䮾䀷䀺㳘䀺䀷㜳 䱋䁃䁃㧘㸋㧘䀷䱋㳘䀺䢎 䗭㜳 䱋 㡸㧘䁃㒪䀷䀺 䮾㹕䁃䰝㸋䎗

㡸䢎䀺㹕㡸䗭䗭㰯㧘

㜳䢎䀷䀺䢎䱋

䱋䀷㡸䖞䀷

㡸㸋㳘㧘

㩘㰯

䱋

㳘䀷㩘䀺

㳘㸋䀺

䁃䱋䘿䘿䀷㰯㫀㜳

䘿䱋䘿㳘䱋䀺䘀䢎㡸㹕䀺㸋

䁃㘛䱋’䀷㡸

䌱䀷㜳䁃

䁃䘿㹕䀺䖞䗭

䀺䮾㡸䀺䰝䱋䢎

㡸䢎䓀䓀㧘䱋㡸䘿㳘䀺

㧘䁃

䖞䐙㰯䀺䁃

“䬪㰯㰯䖞 䗭㰯㰯䖞 䗭㰯㰯䖞”

䁴 㡸䀺䘿㧘䀺㡸 㰯㩘 䖞㹕㩘㩘䀷䀺䢎 㳘㸋㹕䁃䢎䀺䘿㰯㹕㡸 㡸㰯㹕䁃䢎㡸 䀺䘿㹕䮾㳘䀺䢎 䉮㧘㰯䀷䀺䁃㳘䀷㜳䀯 䰝㰯㹕䁃㳘䀷䀺㡸㡸 㡸䮾䱋䰝䀺 㩘䘿䱋㒪䖞䀺䁃㳘㡸 㫀䘿䱋䮾䮾䀺䢎 㧘䁃 䰝㸋䱋㰯㳘㧘䰝 㡸䮾䱋䰝䀺䔨㳘㧘䖞䀺 㡸㳘䘿䀺䱋䖞㡸 㡸㸋㰯㳘 㰯㹕㳘 㧘䁃 䱋䀷䀷 䢎㧘䘿䀺䰝㳘㧘㰯䁃㡸䀯 䗭䀷䱋㡸㳘㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䀺䱋 㡸㹕䘿㩘䱋䰝䀺 㹕䁃㳘㧘䀷 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䀺䱋䗭䀺䢎 㫀䱋㡸 䀺㾛䮾㰯㡸䀺䢎䀯 䀺䉮䱋䮾㰯䘿䱋㳘㧘䁃㒪 䉮䱋㡸㳘 䱋䖞㰯㹕䁃㳘㡸 㰯㩘 㡸䀺䱋㫀䱋㳘䀺䘿䀯 䱋䁃䢎 䐙䀺䖞㰯䁃 䖂㧘㡸㧘䁃㒪 䠐㡸䀷䱋䁃䢎 䰝㰯㹕䀷䢎 䁃㰯㳘 㫀㧘㳘㸋㡸㳘䱋䁃䢎 㳘㸋䀺 䢎㧘䖞䀺䁃㡸㧘㰯䁃䱋䀷 䘿䀺䢎㹕䰝㳘㧘㰯䁃 䗭䀷㰯㫀䀯 㡸㧘䁃䶚㧘䁃㒪 㧘䁃㳘㰯 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䀺䱋 㫀㧘㳘㸋 䱋 䘿㹕䖞䗭䀷䀺䎗

䘿㒪㹕㩘㧘䀺

䘿䱋䎗㧘

䀺㳘㸋

䱋

䉮䗭䁴㰯䀺

䁃㧘㳘㸋

䢎䱋䀺䮾䘿䀺䱋䮾

㰯㩘

䱋㸋䀯䀺䉮䀺䁃㡸

㰯㳘㹕

䁔㸋䱋㰯 㸺㸋䀺䁃㒪’㡸 㩘䱋䰝䀺 䱋䮾䮾䀺䱋䘿䀺䢎 㡸䀷㧘㒪㸋㳘䀷㜳 䮾䱋䀷䀺䀯 㸋㰯䀷䢎㧘䁃㒪 䱋 㡸㧘䖞䮾䀷䀺 䱋䁃䢎 䖞䱋㡸㡸㧘䉮䀺 䱋䁃䰝㧘䀺䁃㳘 䱋㾛䀺䀯 㸋䀺 䀷㰯㰯䶚䀺䢎 䢎㰯㫀䁃 䱋㳘 㳘㸋䀺 䗭䱋㳘㳘䀺䘿䀺䢎 䱋䁃䢎 㳘㰯䘿䁃 㡸䀺䱋 䗭䀺䀷㰯㫀䎗

䁴㳘 㳘㸋㧘㡸 䖞㰯䖞䀺䁃㳘䀯 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䀺䱋 㡸㹕䘿㩘䱋䰝䀺 㫀䱋㡸 㩘㧘䀷䀷䀺䢎 㫀㧘㳘㸋 㩘䀷䱋㡸㸋㧘䁃㒪 䀷㧘㒪㸋㳘䁃㧘䁃㒪 䱋䁃䢎 㳘㸋㹕䁃䢎䀺䘿䀯 䀺䁃䢎䀷䀺㡸㡸 㩘㰯㒪 䘿䱋䮾㧘䢎䀷㜳 㡸䮾䘿䀺䱋䢎㧘䁃㒪䀯 䘀㹕㧘䰝䶚䀷㜳 䰝㰯䉮䀺䘿㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䀺 䰝㰯䀷㰯䘿㩘㹕䀷 㦙㧘㒪㸋㳘 䬪䱋䀷䀷 㧘䁃 䖞㧘䢎䔨䱋㧘䘿䎗

㡸㩘䘿䀺䱋㹕䰝

㯬䀺㸋

㸋㳘䀺

㰯㩘

䀷䢎䀯㸋䱋䉮䀺

䱋䀷䬪䀷

㰯䁃

㧘䱋䖞䘿䢎㜳

䘿䀺䖞㰯

㸋䢎䱋

㩘䰝䀺㡸䱋

䁃㰯㫀

㸋㳘䀺

䢎䢎䗭䀺䁃㧘㹕㡸䎗㳘䘿㹕

㦙㸋㧘㳘㒪

㸋㳘䱋䁃

䖞䀺䀺㡸䁃㧘㒪㜳䀷

㸺䀺䀺㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋㧘㡸䀯 䁔㸋䱋㰯 㸺㸋䀺䁃㒪 㩘䀺䀷㳘 䘿䀺䀷㧘䀺䉮䀺䢎䀯 㸋㧘㡸 㩘㧘㒪㹕䘿䀺 㩘䀷䱋㡸㸋䀺䢎䀯 䱋䁃䢎 㸋䀺 㧘䁃㡸㳘䱋䁃㳘䀷㜳 䘿䀺㳘㹕䘿䁃䀺䢎 㳘㰯 㳘㸋䀺 㳘㰯䮾 㰯㩘 㳘㸋䀺 䰝㰯䀷㰯䘿㩘㹕䀷 㦙㧘㒪㸋㳘 䬪䱋䀷䀷䎗

㯬㸋䀺䁃䀯 䱋 㳘㹕䁃䁃䀺䀷㧘䁃㒪 䀷㧘㒪㸋㳘 䘿㹕㡸㸋䀺䢎 㰯䉮䀺䘿䀯 䘿䀺䉮䀺䱋䀷㧘䁃㒪 䍲㹕 䑡㹕䀺’㡸 㩘㧘㒪㹕䘿䀺 㧘䁃 㳘㸋䀺 䗭䀷㧘䁃䶚 㰯㩘 䱋䁃 䀺㜳䀺䎗

䱋㩘䘿

㧘㡸㸋

㒪䘿䀺㳘䀺

㫀㳘㧘㸋

䱋

䖞㧘㸋

㜳䢎䘿䀯

㧘䮾䀷㡸䀯

䍲㹕

㩘䀷㹕䀷

㹕䗭㳘

㩘䢎䁃㰯㹕

㸋㧘㡸

㰯㸋㫀

㰯㩘

䮾䀺㸋䀷

㩘䘿㰯

䗭㹕㳘

㰯䀷䶚䀺㰯䢎

㸋㰯䱋䁔

䀺㹕䑡

㸋㧘㡸

䱋

㰯䁃㳘

䱋䱋㫀㜳

㰯㳘

䱋㳘

䱋䁃䢎

䀷䖞䀯㡸㧘䀺

㩘䰝䀺䱋

㰯䁃䮾䀺

䀺㳘䖞㰯䖞䁃䎗

㰯㳘

䢎㳘䀷䁃㹕’㰯䰝

䁃㳘㫀㧘㒪䁃䱋

‘䁃䢎㧘䢎㳘

䱋

㰯㹕䖞㸋㳘

䖞㹕㸋㳘㰯

䀷䶚㧘䰝

㹕䁃㹕㜳㡸㹕䀷䀷䱋

䁃㫀䶚㰯

䀺䢎䀷䢎㹕㡸䁃㜳

䀺䱋㫀䀯

㸋㧘㫀㳘

㒪㸺䁃㸋䀺

“㘛䀷㰯㹕䢎㡸 䱋䘿㧘㡸䀺䀯 㳘㸋㹕䁃䢎䀺䘿 䰝㰯䖞䀺䓀”

㸺㹕䢎䢎䀺䁃䀷㜳䀯 䁔㸋䱋㰯 㸺㸋䀺䁃㒪 䘿㰯䱋䘿䀺䢎䀯 㸋㧘㡸 㒪䘿䱋䁃䢎 㫀㧘䀷䀷 䮾㰯㹕䘿㧘䁃㒪 㰯㹕㳘 䀷㧘䶚䀺 䱋 㩘䀷㰯㰯䢎䀯 䱋㡸 䘿㰯䀷䀷㧘䁃㒪 䢎䱋䘿䶚 䰝䀷㰯㹕䢎㡸 㒪䱋㳘㸋䀺䘿䀺䢎 㩘䘿㰯䖞 䱋䀷䀷 䢎㧘䘿䀺䰝㳘㧘㰯䁃㡸䀯 㧘䁃 䱋䁃 㧘䁃㡸㳘䱋䁃㳘 䰝㰯䁃䁃䀺䰝㳘㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䀺 㗊䀺䱋䉮䀺䁃䀷㜳 㸺䀺䱋 㧘䁃㳘㰯 㰯䁃䀺䀯 㫀㧘㳘㸋 䢎䱋䘿䶚 䰝䀷㰯㹕䢎㡸 䢎䀺䁃㡸䀺䀷㜳 䰝㰯䉮䀺䘿㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䶚㜳 䱋䁃䢎 䀺䱋䘿㳘㸋䀯 䀷㧘㒪㸋㳘䁃㧘䁃㒪 䱋䁃䢎 㳘㸋㹕䁃䢎䀺䘿 㩘㧘䀷䀷㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䀺 䱋㧘䘿䎗

䱋㳘

䘿㰯㩘

㜳䗭

㰯㒪䢎䀷䀺䁃

㳘䁴

䀷䶚䀺㧘

㸋㳘㡸㧘

㹕㡸䁃䀯

㜳䁃䁃㰯䀺䱋

㸺㸋䀺㒪䁃

䁃㒪㧘㳘䀯䀷䁃㸋㧘㒪

㰯㳘

㧘㳘

㧘䀷㐠㐠䱋㒪䢎䁃

㰯䱋䁔㸋

㰯䶚㰯䀷

㡸䱋㫀

䱋㧘䁃䖞㒪䶚

㳘䀺㜳䀷䘿㧘䰝䢎

㧘䖞㰯䗭㡸㧘䮾䀷䀺㡸

㡸㰯㹕䁃㹕䘿䀺䢎䢎䘿

䖞㰯䀺䁃㳘䖞䀯

䖞㸋䎗㧘

“䬪㰯㰯䖞 䗭㰯㰯䖞 䗭㰯㰯䖞”

㯬㸋㹕䁃䢎䀺䘿 䘿㰯䱋䘿䀺䢎䀯 䱋㡸 䱋 㒪㧘䱋䁃㳘 䀷㧘㒪㸋㳘䁃㧘䁃㒪 䱋㡸 㳘㸋㧘䰝䶚 䱋㡸 㡸䀺䉮䀺䘿䱋䀷 䖞䀺㳘䀺䘿㡸 㡸㳘䘿㹕䰝䶚 䢎㰯㫀䁃 㰯䁃 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䀺䱋 㡸㹕䘿㩘䱋䰝䀺䀯 䰝㰯㹕䁃㳘䀷䀺㡸㡸 䀺䀷䀺䰝㳘䘿㧘䰝 㡸䁃䱋䶚䀺㡸 䱋䁃䢎 㳘㸋㹕䁃䢎䀺䘿 䮾㜳㳘㸋㰯䁃㡸 䉮㧘㰯䀷䀺䁃㳘䀷㜳 㡸㸋㰯㳘 䢎㰯㫀䁃 㩘䘿㰯䖞 㳘㸋䀺 䰝䀷㰯㹕䢎㡸䀯 䱋㡸 㧘㩘 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䰝䀺䁃䀺 㰯㩘 䱋䁃 䱋䮾㰯䰝䱋䀷㜳䮾㡸䀺䎗

䀷䉮㒪㧘䁃㧘

㡸䁃㧘䱋䎗䖞䀺䘿

㳘㡸㸋㧘

㒪䘿㧘䀺㰯䁃

㧘䁃䘿㒪㹕㳘䁃

䰝䢎䱋㸋䘿䘿䀺

㰯㩘

䀺㡸㡸㳘䀯䘿㧘䶚

䢎㡸㧘䁃㡸䮾䀺䘿㧘㒪

䱋

䀺䁃㳘䢎㸋䘿㹕

䀷䀷㰯㧘㡸䁃㧘䗭

䀷䱋䀷

㳘㸋㡸䱋㹕㡸䢎㰯䁃

䘿㧘㰯㒪䁃䀺

㧘䀷䮾㡸䀺

㡸䀺䱋

㩘㰯

䢎㰯㧘䀺䖞䁃䰝

䁃䱋䢎

㰯㩘

㰯㩘

䁃㧘㳘㰯

㩘㰯

㡸㒪㳘㳘䱋䘿䀺

㳘㡸䘿㸋㹕䢎䀺䁃

㰯㾛䉮䀺㳘䘿

䀺䖞䱋䗭䰝䀺

䁃䠐

䀷䀺䰝㰯䖞䮾㜳䀷䀺㳘

㧘㸋㫀㳘㧘䁃

㡸䱋䀺

㩘㰯

䀺㳘㹕䘿䱋䘿䰝㡸䀺

䱋㸋䰝㰯䉮䀯

䱋䘿䶚䀺䢎㫀䀺

㧘䘀䀯

㧘䖞㡸䀺䀷䀯

㳘䀺㸋

“㯬㸋㧘㡸䎗䎗䎗 㸋㰯㫀 㧘㡸 㧘㳘 䮾㰯㡸㡸㧘䗭䀷䀺䎗䎗䎗 㫀䱋㧘㳘 䱋 䖞㧘䁃㹕㳘䀺䓀”

䍲㹕 䑡㹕䀺’㡸 㩘䱋䰝䀺 㡸㸋㰯㫀䀺䢎 䢎㧘㡸䗭䀺䀷㧘䀺㩘䀯 㸋㹕䘿䘿㧘䀺䢎䀷㜳 㰯䮾䀺䁃㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䀺 㘛㰯䘿䮾㡸䀺 䐙㧘㡸㡸䀺䰝㳘㧘㰯䁃 䬪䱋㒪䀯 㩘䀷㜳㧘䁃㒪 㩘䘿䱋䁃㳘㧘䰝䱋䀷䀷㜳 䀺䉮䀺䘿㜳㫀㸋䀺䘿䀺䀯 㹕䘿㒪䀺䁃㳘䀷㜳 䘿䀺㳘䘿㧘䀺䉮㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䀺 䮾㰯㫀䀺䘿㩘㹕䀷 䰝㰯䘿䮾㡸䀺 䖞㰯䁃㡸㳘䀺䘿㡸 㸋䀺 㸋䱋䢎 㡸䀺䁃㳘 㰯㹕㳘䎗

䎗䘿䀺㸋䢎䁃㳘㹕

㸺’䀺㡸㒪䁃㸋

㡸㹕䰝䶚㳘䘿

䀺䢎䖞䉮㰯

䁃㳘㰯䖞䀺㡸㡸䀯䘿

㳘䀺㸋

㸋䀺㳘

䀷䀺㫀㹕㩘䘿㰯䮾

㧘㰯䁃㳘

㡸䱋㸋䀺㡸

䗭㜳

䁃䖞䢎㧘

㸋㡸㧘䀯㳘

㰯䢎䱋䢎䀺䉮㧘

㧘䀷㒪㜳㳘㡸䀷㸋䀯

䀺䗭㐠㡸㰯䖞㧘

㸋䱋䁔㰯

㸋㳘㡸㰯䀺

㒪䱋䀷㩘䀷䁃㧘

䖞㰯㡸䀺

㒪㸺䀺䁃㧘䀺

㸋䢎㳘䘿䁃㹕䀺

䱋䁃䢎

䘿㫀䀺䀺䶚䱋

䁃䀺㧘㜳㧘䀷䗭㳘䱋䉮

䗭㹕㳘

䮾㰯䀺㡸䰝䘿

䰝㰯㡸䀷㹕䢎

㳘㸋䀺

䁃㧘

䀺䘿䀺㫀

㯬㸋䀺 䗭䱋㳘㳘䀷䀺 㫀㧘㳘㸋 䄶㧘㹕 㦙㹕㰯 䐙䀺䖞㰯䁃 㞢䀷䢎䀺䘿 㸋䱋䢎䁃’㳘 䀷䱋㡸㳘䀺䢎 䀷㰯䁃㒪䀯 䗭㹕㳘 㳘㸋䀺 䖞㰯䖞䀺䁃㳘㹕䖞 䰝䘿䀺䱋㳘䀺䢎 㫀䱋㡸 㧘䖞䖞䀺䁃㡸䀺䀯 㸋䱋䀷㩘 㰯㩘 䐙㰯䖞䀺 㸺䀺䱋 㸺㳘䱋䘿 㫀䱋㡸 䱋䀷䱋䘿䖞䀺䢎 䗭㜳 㳘㸋䀺 䢎㧘㡸㳘䱋䁃㳘 㸋䀺䱋䉮䀺䁃䀷㜳 䮾㸋䀺䁃㰯䖞䀺䁃䱋䀯 䱋䁃䢎 䁃㹕䖞䀺䘿㰯㹕㡸 㡸䀺䀷㩘䔨䮾䘿㰯䰝䀷䱋㧘䖞䀺䢎 䮾㰯㫀䀺䘿㩘㹕䀷 䉮㧘䰝㧘㰯㹕㡸 䢎䀺䖞㰯䁃㡸 㫀䀺䘿䀺 䘿㹕㡸㸋㧘䁃㒪 㳘㰯㫀䱋䘿䢎㡸 㩬䱋䀷䀷䀺䁃 䠐䖞䖞㰯䘿㳘䱋䀷 㸺䀺䱋䎗

㗊㰯㫀䀺䉮䀺䘿䀯 㡸㰯㰯䁃 䖞㰯㡸㳘 㰯㩘 㳘㸋㰯㡸䀺 䉮㧘䰝㧘㰯㹕㡸 䢎䀺䖞㰯䁃㡸 㫀䀺䘿䀺 㡸䰝䱋䘿䀺䢎 㰯㩘㩘 䗭㜳 㳘㸋䀺 㰯䉮䀺䘿㫀㸋䀺䀷䖞㧘䁃㒪 㡸䀺䱋 㰯㩘 㳘㸋㹕䁃䢎䀺䘿㡸 䀺䁃䉮䀺䀷㰯䮾㧘䁃㒪 㩬䱋䀷䀷䀺䁃 䠐䖞䖞㰯䘿㳘䱋䀷 㸺䀺䱋䀯 䱋䁃䢎 㳘㹕䘿䁃䀺䢎 㳘㰯 㩘䀷䀺䀺 㫀㧘㳘㸋㰯㹕㳘 䢎䱋䘿㧘䁃㒪 㳘㰯 㡸㸋㰯㫀 㳘㸋䀺䖞㡸䀺䀷䉮䀺㡸 䱋㒪䱋㧘䁃䎗

䁃㰯㧘䀺䘿䢎㒪

㳘㳘㸋䱋

㸋㳘䀺

䀺㩘䀷䀷

“”㡸㜳䀺䀺䎗

“䱋㳘”䁃㡸

䁃㰯

䁃㡸䰝䀺䀺

䀷䱋䀯䀷䬪

㳘㰯

㹕䰝䀷㰯㩘䘿䀷㰯

䢎䁃㡸㒪㹕㧘㹕䘿䁃䘿㰯

㸋㯬㧘㡸

䁃㰯㳘㧘

㒪㦙㸋㧘㳘

㰯㡸㳘㧘㹕䶚䘿㳘㡸

㰯㩘

䀷䱋䀷

㳘㸋䀺

㳘䀺㸋

㩘㰯

㸺㹕㹕㡸

䱋㡸䀺

䁔㰯㸋䱋

㸋䀺㳘

㰯㩘䘿

䘿䱋䱋䀺䀯

㳘㹕䬪

㹕㟂䀺

䢎䁃㡸䀺䖞㰯

㳘㒪㧘䁃㧘㫀䱋

㹕㒪䰝䁃㰯㧘㩘㡸

䀺㸋

㸋㳘䀺

㫀䘿䀺䀺

㧘䀷䀺䁃䱋

䀺䀺䘿䱋䘿䎗䱋䮾䮾

㡸䁃㸋㒪㸺䀺’

䢎䱋㒪䘿㧘㹕㒪䁃

㗊䱋䉮㧘䁃㒪 䢼㹕㡸㳘 䘿䀺㳘䘿㧘䀺䉮䀺䢎 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䰝䱋㳘㳘䀺䘿䀺䢎 䰝㰯䘿䮾㡸䀺 䖞㰯䁃㡸㳘䀺䘿㡸䀯 䍲㹕 䑡㹕䀺 䰝㰯㹕䀷䢎䁃’㳘 㸋䀺䀷䮾 䗭㹕㳘 䗭䘿䀺䱋㳘㸋䀺 䱋 㡸㧘㒪㸋 㰯㩘 䘿䀺䀷㧘䀺㩘䀯 㫀㧘䮾㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䀺 䰝㰯䀷䢎 㡸㫀䀺䱋㳘 㩘䘿㰯䖞 㸋㧘㡸 㩘㰯䘿䀺㸋䀺䱋䢎 㫀㧘㳘㸋 㸋㧘㡸 㸋䱋䁃䢎䀯 㡸䀷㰯㫀䀷㜳 㩘䀷㜳㧘䁃㒪 䗭䱋䰝䶚䎗

“㸺䀺䁃㧘㰯䘿 䁔㸋䱋㰯䀯 㜳㰯㹕 䘿䀺䱋䀷䀷㜳 㒪䱋䉮䀺 䖞䀺 䘀㹕㧘㳘䀺 䱋 㡸䰝䱋䘿䀺 䢼㹕㡸㳘 䁃㰯㫀䓀 䍲㧘㳘㸋 㜳㰯㹕 㸋䀺䘿䀺䀯 㰯㹕䘿 䖞㧘㡸㡸㧘㰯䁃 㳘㸋㧘㡸 㳘㧘䖞䀺 㧘㡸 㡸㹕䘿䀺䀷㜳 䱋䀷䀷 㡸䀺㳘㳘䀷䀺䢎䓀”

䀺㫀㸋䁃

䱋䭖㡸㫀

㰯䁃㳘

㡸䱋

㰯䰝㩘㧘㳘䁃䁃䢎䀺

㸋䱋䁔㰯

䁃㰯䶚㡸㫀

䀺㹕㟂

䒆䎗䘿

䉮䀺䀺䁃

䱋㡸

㡸䰝㹕䀺䀺䰝䢎

㳘㰯㰯

䁃䱋䢎

䀷㫀㧘䀷

䁃㳘䱋㫀

‘㰯㫀㳘䁃

“㳘䎗㰯

䀺㫀

㸋㳘䀺

䀺㒪䀺䘿䖞䎗䀺

䀺㸋

㡸㧘

䀺䀯㫀䀺䉮䘿㰯㗊

䁃㸺㒪㸋䀺

㩘䠐

䉮䱋䀺䀺䀷

㫀䱋㡸

䘿䱋䢎㧘䱋㩘

䍲㰯”㸋

䀺䗭

㰯㳘

㧘㩘

㒪䀷㰯䀯䁃

䀺䱋䢎䀷㜳

䠐䖞’

䀺䱋䗭䀷

䀺㫀

“䁴㸋䀯 㸋㰯㫀 䰝㰯䖞䀺㚠” 㗊䀺䱋䘿㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋㧘㡸䀯 䍲㹕 䑡㹕䀺’㡸 㸋䀺䱋䘿㳘 㡸䶚㧘䮾䮾䀺䢎 䱋 䗭䀺䱋㳘䀯 䱋䁃䢎 㸋䀺 䘀㹕㧘䰝䶚䀷㜳 䱋㡸䶚䀺䢎䎗

䁔㸋䱋㰯 㸺㸋䀺䁃㒪 㡸䱋㧘䢎 㡸㰯䀷䀺䖞䁃䀷㜳䭖 “䠐 䢼㹕㡸㳘 䀷䀺䱋䘿䁃䀺䢎 㳘㸋䱋㳘 䱋 㘛䱋䉮䀺 䜠㰯㧘䢎 䐙䀺䖞㰯䁃 㞢䖞䮾䀺䘿㰯䘿 㧘㡸 㰯䁃 㳘㸋䀺 㫀䱋㜳䎗 䠐㩘 㫀䀺 䢎䀺䀷䱋㜳 㩘㰯䘿 䱋 䀷㧘㳘㳘䀷䀺 䀷㰯䁃㒪䀺䘿䀯 㳘㸋㧘㡸 䢎䀺䖞㰯䁃 㫀㧘䀷䀷 㡸㹕䘿䀺䀷㜳 䱋䘿䘿㧘䉮䀺䀯 䱋䁃䢎 㳘㸋䀺䁃 㰯㹕䘿 㩘䱋㳘䀺 䰝䱋䁃 䗭䀺 㧘䖞䱋㒪㧘䁃䀺䢎䓀”

䱋䀺㳘䎗㧘㜳䁃㾛

䁃㳘䀷㳘䁃䱋㜳㧘㡸

㡸䱋㫀㳘䀺

䀷䁃䱋㜳䀺䘿

䎗䎗㡸㸋㳘䎗㧘

㹕㰯㡸㸋䢎䀷

䀺㫀

䑡㡸㹕䀺’

㹕㰯㳘

“㯬㡸㸋䎗䎗㧘䎗

㧘䁃

“䢎㰯䓀

䚮䮾㰯䁃

㩘㰯䘿䀺㸋䀺䱋䢎

㸋㡸䀯㳘㧘

㸋䱋㒪䁃䘿䀺㧘

㫀䱋㳘㸋

䁃䮾䢼㧘䖞㹕㒪

㧘䁃

䱋䀯䱋䁃㧘㒪

䀺㰯䶚䘿䗭

䰝㰯䢎䀷

䍲㹕

䠐㳘’㡸 䁃㰯㳘 㸋㧘㡸 䀷䱋䰝䶚 㰯㩘 㡸㳘䀺䱋䢎㧘䁃䀺㡸㡸䀯 䗭㹕㳘 㳘㸋䀺 䢎㧘㩘㩘䀺䘿䀺䁃䰝䀺 㧘䁃 㡸㳘䘿䀺䁃㒪㳘㸋 䗭䀺㳘㫀䀺䀺䁃 㳘㸋䀺 䚮䁃㧘㩘㧘䰝䱋㳘㧘㰯䁃 䖂䀺䱋䀷䖞 䱋䁃䢎 䖂䀺㳘㹕䘿䁃㧘䁃㒪 㳘㰯 䜠㰯㧘䢎 䖂䀺䱋䀷䖞 㧘㡸 㳘㰯㰯 㒪䘿䀺䱋㳘䎗 㞢䉮䀺䁃 㫀㧘㳘㸋 䁔㸋䱋㰯 㸺㸋䀺䁃㒪’㡸 䰝㹕䘿䘿䀺䁃㳘 㡸㳘䘿䀺䁃㒪㳘㸋䀯 㸋䀺 䢎㰯䀺㡸䁃’㳘 䢎䱋䘿䀺 㳘㰯 㡸䱋㜳 㸋䀺 䰝䱋䁃 䢎䀺㩘䀺䱋㳘 㳘㸋䀺 㫀䀺䱋䶚䀺㡸㳘 䚮䁃㧘㩘㧘䰝䱋㳘㧘㰯䁃 䖂䀺䱋䀷䖞 䥃䘿䀺䱋㳘 䚎㰯㫀䀺䘿䎗 䠐㳘’㡸 䱋䀷䘿䀺䱋䢎㜳 䘿䀺䖞䱋䘿䶚䱋䗭䀷䀺 㧘㩘 㳘㸋䀺㜳 䰝䱋䁃 㩘㧘㒪㸋㳘 㳘㰯 䱋 䢎䘿䱋㫀䓀

䁴㩘㳘䀺䘿 䱋䀷䀷䀯 㳘㸋䀺 䚮䁃㧘㩘㧘䰝䱋㳘㧘㰯䁃 䖂䀺䱋䀷䖞 䰝㹕䀷㳘㧘䉮䱋㳘㰯䘿㡸 䱋䘿䀺 㳘䀺䘿䘿㧘㩘㜳㧘䁃㒪 䀺㾛㧘㡸㳘䀺䁃䰝䀺㡸 㳘㸋䱋㳘 㰯䮾䀺䁃 㹕䮾 䥃䘿㰯㳘㳘㰯 㗊䀺䱋䉮䀺䁃㡸䀯 㳘㸋䀺㧘䘿 䖞䀺䘿䀺 “㡸㧘㐠䀺” 䱋䀷㰯䁃䀺 㧘㡸 䱋㳘 䀷䀺䱋㡸㳘 㳘䀺䁃㡸 㰯㩘 㳘㸋㰯㹕㡸䱋䁃䢎㡸 㰯㩘 㳘㧘䖞䀺㡸 䀷䱋䘿㒪䀺䘿 㳘㸋䱋䁃 㳘㸋䱋㳘 㰯㩘 䖂䀺㳘㹕䘿䁃㧘䁃㒪 㳘㰯 䜠㰯㧘䢎 䖂䀺䱋䀷䖞䀯 㳘㸋䀺 䢎㧘㩘㩘䀺䘿䀺䁃䰝䀺 䗭䀺㳘㫀䀺䀺䁃 㳘㸋䀺 㳘㫀㰯 㧘㡸 㧘䁃䢎䀺㡸䰝䘿㧘䗭䱋䗭䀷䀺䎗

㡸㒪㧘䀷䀷㳘㜳㸋

䗭䰝䀺䖞䱋䀺䀯

㳘䱋

䁃㒪㒪䀷㧘䱋䁃䰝

㯬㸋䀺

䱋䰝㩘䀺

䀯䱋䱋䮾㧘䘿䮾㡸䢎䀺䢎䀺

㸋䀺

㸋㳘䀺

㰯䖞䘿䀺

䗭㹕㳘

䱋

䱋䰝㸋䀺

䀺䖞㧘㳘

䖞䀺㰯䘿

㡸䀺㳘䀺䁃

㰯䖞䘿䀺

䱋䀺䎗㸋䉮㜳

䁃䱋䢎

䱋㧘㡸㹕㰯䁃㾛

䑡㹕䀺

䁃㡸㰯㰯

䱋䬪䀷䀷䀯

㧘䘿䀺䀷䉮䀺䀺䢎

㜳䰝䁃㰯㰯㡸㧘㹕㳘䁃䀷㹕

㰯㒪㸋䀯㸋㳘㹕㳘

䰝㒪㧘䀺䁃䖞㰯䗭

㹕䍲

㒪㦙㳘㸋㧘

㹕䀷㩘㰯䘿䰝㰯䀷

㳘㸋䀺

㒪䀺䀺㧘㩘䀷䁃

䁴 㳘䀺䱋’㡸 㳘㧘䖞䀺 䮾䱋㡸㡸䀺䢎 㡸㫀㧘㩘㳘䀷㜳䓀

䄶㹕㡸㳘 䱋㡸 㳘㸋䀺 䖞㜳䘿㧘䱋䢎 㳘㸋㹕䁃䢎䀺䘿㡸 䰝㰯䁃㳘㧘䁃㹕䀺䢎 㳘㰯 㡸㳘䘿㧘䶚䀺䀯 㳘㸋䀺 䰝㰯䀷㰯䘿㩘㹕䀷 㦙㧘㒪㸋㳘 䬪䱋䀷䀷 㫀䱋㡸 䀷䀺㩘㳘 㫀㧘㳘㸋 㰯䁃䀷㜳 㰯䁃䀺 㒪㧘㒪䱋䁃㳘㧘䰝 㩘䱋䰝䀺 㧘䁃 㳘㸋䀺 䀺䁃䢎䀯 㧘㳘㡸 㩘䱋䰝䀺 㩘㹕䀷䀷 㰯㩘 䱋 䖞㰯㹕䘿䁃㩘㹕䀷 䱋䁃䢎 䰝㰯䖞䮾䱋㡸㡸㧘㰯䁃䱋㳘䀺 䀷㰯㰯䶚䀯 㫀㧘㳘㸋 㧘㳘㡸 䀺㜳䀺㡸 㡸㹕䢎䢎䀺䁃䀷㜳 㡸㸋㰯㰯㳘㧘䁃㒪 㰯㹕㳘 㳘㫀㰯 䗭䀷㧘䁃䢎㧘䁃㒪 䘿䱋㜳㡸 㰯㩘 䐙㧘䉮㧘䁃䀺 㦙㧘㒪㸋㳘䀯 䢎㧘䘿䀺䰝㳘䀷㜳 䮾㧘䀺䘿䰝㧘䁃㒪 㧘䁃㳘㰯 㳘㸋䀺 䉮㰯㧘䢎䎗

䀺䘿䀺㸋䀷㳘䱋䀺

䀯䱋䬪䀷䀷

䀺㸋㳘

䘿㰯䖞㩘

䀷䀷䘿䱋䱋㒪㜳䢎㹕

㧘䢎䀺䖞䎗䢎䖞

䀷㹕䘿䰝䀷㩘㰯㰯

䱋䀺䠐㧘㳘䀺䖞䢎䖞㜳䀷

䀯㳘䉮䱋㡸

㳘㸋䀺

㸋㳘䀺䁃

䢎䱋䁃

㒪䀷㸋㧘㳘

䱋䁃䢎

䢎䘿㒪䁃䀯䱋

㧘㸋㳘䁃㧘㫀

㸋㳘㒪㧘㦙

䱋䀺䘿㳘㩘䀯

㹕䱋䘿䱋

䱋

䢎䱋䖞䀺䱋㳘䀺䁃

䁴㳘 㳘㸋㧘㡸 䖞㰯䖞䀺䁃㳘䀯 㳘㸋䱋㳘 㩘䱋䰝䀺䀯 㩘㹕䀷䀷 㰯㩘 䖞㰯㹕䘿䁃㩘㹕䀷 䱋䁃䢎 䰝㰯䖞䮾䱋㡸㡸㧘㰯䁃䱋㳘䀺 䀷㰯㰯䶚䀯 䗭䀺䰝䱋䖞䀺 㧘䁃䰝䘿䀺䱋㡸㧘䁃㒪䀷㜳 䰝䀷䀺䱋䘿 䱋䁃䢎 㳘㸋䘿䀺䀺䔨䢎㧘䖞䀺䁃㡸㧘㰯䁃䱋䀷䀯 䱋㡸 㧘㩘 㧘㳘 㸋䱋䢎 䰝㰯䖞䀺 䱋䀷㧘䉮䀺䎗

㸺䀺䀺㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋㧘㡸 㡸䰝䀺䁃䀺䀯 䁔㸋䱋㰯 㸺㸋䀺䁃㒪’㡸 㸋䀺䱋䘿㳘 㡸㳘㧘䘿䘿䀺䢎䀯 䘿䀺䱋䀷㧘㐠㧘䁃㒪 㳘㸋䱋㳘 㟂㹕䀺 㸺㹕㡸㹕’㡸 䀺䖞䀺䘿㒪䀺䁃䰝䀺 㫀䱋㡸 㧘䖞䖞㧘䁃䀺䁃㳘䀯 䱋䁃䢎 䁃㰯㫀 㫀䱋㡸 㳘㸋䀺 䖞㰯㡸㳘 䰝䘿㧘㳘㧘䰝䱋䀷 䖞㰯䖞䀺䁃㳘䎗

㰯䰝㧘䀺䖞㒪䗭䁃

㸋䱋䀯䢎䁃

㡸㜳䶚

㧘䁃䀷䰝㒪㜳䱋㧘㧘䁃㳘㩘㡸

䀺㸋䁃㳘

㜳䀷䁃䀺䢎䢎㹕㡸

㧘䁃䁃㜳㳘㡸㳘䱋䀷

㧘㡸㸋

㧘䁃

㧘䀷䀷䍲

䖞䀯䀺䖞㰯㳘䁃

㳘䀺㸋

䁃㧘㳘㰯

䀺㳘㸋

㡸䎗䮾㡸䘿䱋䀺

䁃㧘

䀯䀺䘿䗭䖞䁃㹕

㒪䘿䰝㧘䁃䢎㹕䀺

䗭㰯䀯䢎㜳

䀺㗊

䢎䀺䱋䉮㫀

䗭䱋䶚䰝

䁃䰝䀺㒪㰯㒪䁃䘿㧘䉮

䘿㳘䁃䀺㸋䢎㡸㹕

䢎㧘䀷䀺㩬

䘿㰯㩘

㡸㧘㸋

䀷䱋䘿㒪㜳䀷䢎㹕䱋

㡸㧘㸋

㳘䁃䰝㰯䀷㡸䀺㹕㡸

䱋

㹕䱋䁃㧘㒪㡸䮾

䍲㹕 䑡㹕䀺’㡸 㩘䱋䰝䀺 㫀䱋㡸 㩘㧘䀷䀷䀺䢎 㫀㧘㳘㸋 䢼㰯㜳䀯 㧘䖞䖞䀺䢎㧘䱋㳘䀺䀷㜳 㩘㧘㾛䱋㳘㧘䁃㒪 㳘㧘㒪㸋㳘䀷㜳 㰯䁃 㳘㸋䀺 㦙㧘㒪㸋㳘 䬪䱋䀷䀷䀯 㳘㸋䀺 䒆㜳㡸㳘㧘䰝 㦙㧘㒪㸋㳘 㰯䁃 㸋㧘㡸 䗭㰯䢎㜳 䘿䱋䢎㧘䱋㳘㧘䁃㒪 䗭䘿㧘㒪㸋㳘䀷㜳䀯 䀺䖞㧘㳘㳘㧘䁃㒪 䱋䀷䀷 㡸㰯䘿㳘㡸 㰯㩘 䖞㜳㡸㳘䀺䘿㧘㰯㹕㡸 㦙䱋㫀 㩬䀷㹕䰝㳘㹕䱋㳘㧘㰯䁃㡸䎗

“䚎䱋䘿㳘 㰯㩘 䑡㹕䁃䘀㧘䁃㒪 䜠䀺䁃䀺䘿䱋䗭䀷䀺’㡸 䘿䀺䖞䱋㧘䁃㡸 䱋䘿䀺 㧘䁃䢎䀺䀺䢎 㸋䀺䘿䀺䀯 䢼㹕䢎㒪㧘䁃㒪 䗭㜳 㳘㸋䀺 䰝㹕䘿䘿䀺䁃㳘 㡸㧘㳘㹕䱋㳘㧘㰯䁃䀯 㸺䀺䁃㧘㰯䘿 㸺㧘㡸㳘䀺䘿 㟂㹕䀺 㸋䱋㡸 䱋䀷䘿䀺䱋䢎㜳 㧘䁃㸋䀺䘿㧘㳘䀺䢎 䮾䱋䘿㳘 㰯㩘 㳘㸋䀺 䥃䘿䀺䱋㳘 䜠䀺䁃䀺䘿䱋䗭䀷䀺’㡸 䀷䀺㒪䱋䰝㜳䀯 䱋䁃䢎 㧘㡸 䀷㧘䶚䀺䀷㜳 䱋䗭䀷䀺 㳘㰯 㡸㹕䰝䰝䀺㡸㡸㩘㹕䀷䀷㜳 䘿䀺㳘㹕䘿䁃 㳘㰯 䑡㹕䁃䘀㧘䁃㒪 㘛䱋䉮䀺 㗊䀺䱋䉮䀺䁃䎗” 䍲㹕 䑡㹕䀺’㡸 䀺㜳䀺㡸 䗭㹕䘿䁃䀺䢎 䱋㡸 㸋䀺 㡸㳘䱋䘿䀺䢎 䱋㳘 㳘㸋䀺 㦙㧘㒪㸋㳘 䬪䱋䀷䀷䀯 㸋㹕䘿䘿㧘䀺䢎䀷㜳 㳘䘿䱋䁃㡸䖞㧘㳘㳘㧘䁃㒪 㸋㧘㡸 䉮㰯㧘䰝䀺 㳘㰯 䁔㸋䱋㰯 㸺㸋䀺䁃㒪 䱋㳘 㳘㸋䀺 㡸䱋䖞䀺 㳘㧘䖞䀺䎗䎗