Re-Awakening: I Became a Pay To Win Boss Monster

Chapter 645: Taking Over

As Rael and Lilith walked through the spacious halls, she eventually scooted closer to him.

“What did my father say?”

Rael smiled at her, and quickly relayed the whole conversation.

She seemed a little bit embarrassed by some things he had said, but in the end, since the possibility of her becoming the next Demon King was really high, everything Johan said wasn’t out of the picture just yet.

Therefore, as Lilith and Rael chatted a little more about the whole conversation, they eventually left the castle.

At first, Rael was uncertain where they would go, but as Lilith kicked off the ground and began moving steadily toward Velmar, Rael knew that was the place she wanted to liberate first.

So he followed along, and it seemed like her speed increased a bit more.

Still, Rael was unrealistically fast, so even while they were moving at thousands of times the speed of sound, this wasn’t even 0.001% of his max speed.

Even so, they arrived in Velmar within a minute, and the moment they did, Lilith immediately went straight for the castle.

But instead of doing what Rael thought she’d do, she went ahead and gathered every single person who was loyal to Elizabeth, and put them all in one room.

She waited an hour for them all to gather, and the moment they did, she shot him a slight smirk.

Then, with a wave of her hand, he saw a patch of black flames descend from the sky like lightning and strike the room where all those Elizabeth allies were.

Just like that, she killed every single one of them.

Even more surprising was the fact that despite such a powerful attack descending, it didn’t even damage the castle.

It had literally gone through the exterior and disintegrated all the enemies instead.

It was an overpowered attack, and it reminded Rael that he might or might not need to extend his arsenal in a bit.

But until then, he turned toward Lilith with a quizzitive look.

“So what now? I didn’t really expect you to wipe them all out like that.”

She scoffed.

“They were a pain in my ass even back then. It’s just a pity I wasn’t strong enough to kill them when I was little. But I’m satisfied now. It’s time I announce new rulership.”

With those words, she snapped her fingers.

A loud screech resounded throughout the city, and to Rael’s surprise, the sound was similar to a calling.

He was attracted to that call, and as if by instinct, he glanced at Lilith.

She smiled.

“It seems like it works perfectly.”

Just what exactly had she done just now?

As if reading his thoughts, Lilith explained.

“All us Calamity Demons are seen as above all other demons. With enough intent, we can force every single demon to obey our commands. Just now, I forced them all to gather in the center of the city so I could make an announcement.”

“Could I do that too?” Rael wondered.

“Obviously. You are a Calamity Demon as well, aren’t you?” Lilith chuckled.

Hearing that, Rael tilted his head slightly.

“Uhh… My race went above Calamity Demon a little while ago. It’s now the God of Calamity.”

“…The what?”

She was as stunned as he expected.

Clearly, she didn’t know anything about it, and neither did he.

The Eternal Dream’s memories didn’t contain any trace of this race, only the basic demonic races that were literally basic enough to not warrant attention.

Though Rael was sure Johan knew a lot more about it.

“Um… So do you want to try using it?” Lilith asked.

Rael shook his head.

“Probably not. When I got the race, it said I had control over every single demon. I don’t accidentally want to bring Johan here as well.”

She stared at him for a moment, then let out a chuckle.

“Yeah, I don’t want my father here either. Anyhow, just stand by for now. You’ve given me this opportunity, so I want to use it to the fullest.”

Obviously.

He had no intention to chime in on her talks or the way she ruled.

If she didn’t know how to rule, how else would the Darkness Demons have flourished this much?

Anyhow, within just minutes, Rael saw thousands of demons flocking from every end of Velmar and heading toward the center.

Rael and Lilith flew over there too, and as they hovered above the center and glanced at the amount of people below, Rael’s anxiousness couldn’t help but kick in.

Jeez… There’s too much fucking people there. Lilith wouldn’t mind if I just got down into the crowd, would she?

As he glanced at her excited expression, he knew asking that question might be a little out of pocket.

So instead, he took a few deep breaths and put on a smile.

Just then, Lilith finally spoke, her voice resounding through the entire city.

“Hello everyone. Some of you might remember me from the past, but for those who do not, my name is Lilith. I am the daughter of the Demon King, and a fellow Calamity Demon.”

“My sister Elizabeth had done some irreparable damage to this territory, and many other territories. Some of you might like her… somehow. Others, I am sure, hate her.”

“Even so, I’m nothing like my sister. I will fix whatever mess she made here, and after that, I truly hope you all accept me as your new ruler. Both now and the moment I ascend to the status of the Demon King.”

The moment she finished her words, cheers erupted.

They were so loud that Rael felt like his eardrums would burst.

But damn… was Elizabeth such a shit ruler that they would cheer this hard when she’s gone?

Or maybe Lilith was just that special?

Either way, Rael was happy for her.

So he just watched her satisfied smile from the side, and without being able to help himself, he leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek.

Yet as if expecting it, she turned her head at the very last moment, making him kiss her lips instead.

Flustered, he backed off slightly, only to be met with a chuckle from her.

“Now now, don’t get ahead of yourself, husband. We still have a lot of territories to go through.”

盧

㯞䚀䯆

老

擄

㶪䏤㑀

盧

䨽䨽䠳㑀

䚀䔂㛺

䠳䨽㛺

㑀䤳䤢䏤

䯆䨽㛺䤳䠳

㓕㛺䕽㑀

䚀䨽㑀䫤

㶪䯆䔂

㑀䠳䨽䨽䀗

䠳䤳㯞䯆㹩䀗

㛺㯞䨽䨽㯞䓍㯞䯆䀗䤢

櫓

䔂㑀䤳

䨽䠳㛺

蘆

䚀䯆

㬹㹩䤳䨽

䔂䨽㛺㶪

㛺㓕䤢䉅

䯆䨽

櫓

盧

䨽䎍㛺㶪

擄

䤳䠳㛺

㛺䨽䠳

䤢䠳䤢㙔㓕䨽

㘶䯆㯞䚀

䤢㛺㯞㛺䨽㯞䤳㩂㯞䤢䨽䯆

㛺㯞䯆㯞䨽䨽䓍䤢㯞

蘆

䤢㤆㑀㓕㶪䤳㬁䠳䨽䤢䤳㛺

㛺㯞㯞㹩㓕

䬯㑀䫤䠳 䨽㛺㯞㯞䤢䨽䯆㯞䓍 䠳㑀䏤 㑀䨽 㓕㛺㑀䤳䨽 䨽䔂䯆 㘶㑀䛭䯆㯞 䫤䤢䨽䤢㛺䤳 㑀㶪䏤 䨽㛺㶪 䨽䯆䔂㶪䤳䀗 㑀䤳 䔂㛺㓕㓕 㑀䤳 㑀 䫤䯆㹩㬫㓕㛺 䯆䚀 䨽䤢㶪䓍 䢟䤢㓕㓕㑀㬁㛺䤳㩂

䬯䢟㛺㶪 䤳䯆䀗 㙔䤢㓕䤢䨽䠳 䠳㑀䏤 㬁䯆㶪㛺 䨽䯆 㛺㑀䫤䠳 䯆㶪㛺 㑀㶪䏤 䤳㑀䤢䏤 䨽䠳㛺 䤳㑀㘶㛺 䨽䠳䤢㶪㬁㩂 㸍㑀䨽㹩㯞㑀㓕㓕䓍䀗 㶪䯆䨽 㛺䢟㛺㶪 㑀 䤳䤢㶪㬁㓕㛺 䏤㛺㘶䯆㶪 䔂㑀䤳 䏤䤢䤳䤳㑀䨽䤢䤳䚀䤢㛺䏤 䔂䤢䨽䠳 䨽䠳䤢䤳 䫤䠳㑀㶪㬁㛺㩂

㛺䔂䠳㶪

㙔䤢䨽䤢㓕䠳

䤳䠳㛺䫤䯆

䯆䀗㛺䏤㶪

㘶㓕㛺䘛㑀㯞

䯆䚀

㛺䔂㛺㯞

䓍㓕䚀䤢㓕㶪㑀

㛺䠳䓍䨽

䅀䏤㶪

䤳㑀

㛺㩂䤳㯞㶪䤢䨽䯆㬫㑀䯆

㛺㯞䠳

㤆㑀䤳㛺

䅀㬫㬫㑀㯞㛺㶪䨽㓕䓍䀗 䨽䠳䤢䤳 䫤䤢䨽䓍 䔂㑀䤳 䔂䠳㛺㯞㛺 䤳䠳㛺 䤳㬫㛺㶪䨽 䨽䠳㛺 㘶㑀䛭䯆㯞䤢䨽䓍 䯆䚀 䠳㛺㯞 䫤䠳䤢㓕䏤䠳䯆䯆䏤㩂

㒩䠳㛺 䠳㑀䏤 㬁㑀䨽䠳㛺㯞㛺䏤 䩥㹩䤢䨽㛺 㑀 㓕䯆䨽 䯆䚀 㬫㑀㬫㛺㯞䔂䯆㯞䉅 䚀㯞䯆㘶 㑀㓕㓕 䨽䠳㛺 䫤䤢䨽䤢㛺䤳䀗 䨽䯆䔂㶪䤳䀗 㑀㶪䏤 䢟䤢㓕㓕㑀㬁㛺䤳 䤳䠳㛺 䠳㑀䏤 䢟䤢䤳䤢䨽㛺䏤䀗 㑀㶪䏤 㑀䚀䨽㛺㯞 㬫㹩䨽䨽䤢㶪㬁 䨽䠳㛺㘶 䤢㶪䤳䤢䏤㛺 䠳㛺㯞 䤢㶪䢟㛺㶪䨽䯆㯞䓍䀗 䤢䨽 䨽䯆䨽㑀㓕㛺䏤 㶪㛺㑀㯞㓕䓍 䨽㛺㶪 䨽䠳䯆㹩䤳㑀㶪䏤 㬫㑀㬁㛺䤳 䯆䚀 䏤䯆㬁䤳䠳䤢䨽㩂

㑀㛺䕽㓕

㑀㶪䏤

㛺䤳㛺㓕

䨽䅀

䯆㓕䫤㹩䏤

䤳㑀㓕䨽㛺

㛺䔂㯞㶪䏤䯆

㬫㘶㑀䤢䯆䀗䤳㓕㶪䫤䨽

䠳㑀䨽䔂

㓕㶪䯆䓍

㑀䤳䔂㩂

㓕㓕㶪㘶䤢䤢䯆

㑀

㛺䠳㯞䨽㛺

䒌䨽 䤳㛺㛺㘶㛺䏤 㓕䤢䉅㛺 䏤㹩㯞䤢㶪㬁 䨽䠳䤢䤳 䔂䠳䯆㓕㛺 䚀䤢㑀䤳䫤䯆䀗 䬯㓕䤢䈅㑀㤆㛺䨽䠳 䠳㑀䏤㶪’䨽 䨽䯆㹩䫤䠳㛺䏤 㛺䢟㛺㶪 㑀 䤳䤢㶪㬁㓕㛺 䫤䯆㘶㬫㓕㑀䤢㶪䨽 䯆㯞 㑀䏤䏤㯞㛺䤳䤳㛺䏤 㑀 䤳䤢㶪㬁㓕㛺 䤢䤳䤳㹩㛺 㛺䤢䨽䠳㛺㯞㩂

䒌䨽 䔂㑀䤳㶪’䨽 㑀㶪 㹩㶪䏤㛺㯞䤳䨽㑀䨽㛺㘶㛺㶪䨽 䨽䯆 䫤㑀㓕㓕 䠳㛺㯞 䤳㛺䢟㛺㯞㛺㓕䓍 䤢㶪䫤䯆㘶㬫㛺䨽㛺㶪䨽㩂

䤳䔂㩂㑀

䔂䠳䨽㑀

䤒㛺㑀䫤㹩䤳㛺

䤳䠳㛺

䨽䠳䤳䨽㑀’

䎍㛺䓍㓕䫤㑀䨽

䬯䢟㛺㶪 䤳䯆䀗 㑀䤳 䕽㑀㛺㓕 䤳䨽㑀㯞㛺䏤 㑀䨽 㙔䤢㓕䤢䨽䠳 䔂䠳䯆䀗 䏤㛺䤳㬫䤢䨽㛺 䨽䠳㛺 㑀㘶䯆㹩㶪䨽 䯆䚀 㬫㑀㬫㛺㯞䔂䯆㯞䉅䀗 䤳㛺㛺㘶㛺䏤 㛺㑀㬁㛺㯞 䨽䯆 䤳䨽㑀㯞䨽 䤢䨽䀗 䠳㛺 䏤㛺䫤䤢䏤㛺䏤 䨽䯆 䠳㛺㓕㬫 䠳㛺㯞 䯆㹩䨽㩂

䭢䤢䨽䠳 䨽䠳㛺 䤳㶪㑀㬫 䯆䚀 䠳䤢䤳 䚀䤢㶪㬁㛺㯞䤳䀗 䠳㛺 䤳㹩㘶㘶䯆㶪㛺䏤 㑀 䠳㹩㶪䏤㯞㛺䏤 䫤䯆㶪䤳䨽㯞㹩䫤䨽䤳䀗 㑀㶪䏤 䤳䤢㶪䫤㛺 䠳䤢䤳 䤳䨽㑀䨽䤳 䔂㛺㯞㛺 㛺䎍䨽㯞㛺㘶㛺㓕䓍 䠳䤢㬁䠳 㶪䯆䔂䀗 䨽䠳㛺䓍 䔂㛺㯞㛺 㤆䯆䨽䠳 䤳㘶㑀㯞䨽㛺㯞 㑀㶪䏤 㘶䯆㯞㛺 㛺䚀䚀䤢䫤䤢㛺㶪䨽㩂

䯆䨽

䯆㛺㘶㶪㘶䨽

㶪㑀䤳䀗㯞䯆㛺

䔂䉅㩂䯆㯞

䨽䨽䠳㑀

㑀㶪䏤

㛺䯆䉅䔂㬫㬫㯞㯞䀗㑀

䯆㿫㯞

䨽㛺䤢㛺㓕㘶㑀䏤㘶䓍䤢

㑀䔂䤳

䨽䠳㛺

䓍䨽㛺䠳

䨽㛺䠳

䯆䨽㬁

䨽䠳䓍㛺

㙔㓕䠳䤢䤢䨽

㙔䤢㓕䤢䨽䠳 䤳䨽㑀㯞㛺䏤 㑀䨽 䕽㑀㛺㓕 䚀䯆㯞 㑀 䚀㛺䔂 㘶䯆㘶㛺㶪䨽䤳䀗 㹩㶪䤳㹩㯞㛺 䯆䚀 䔂䠳㑀䨽 䨽䯆 䤳㑀䓍㩂

䤒㹩䨽 䤢㶪䤳䨽㛺㑀䏤 䯆䚀 䤳㑀䓍䤢㶪㬁 㑀㶪䓍䨽䠳䤢㶪㬁䀗 䠳㛺 䤳䤢㘶㬫㓕䓍 㘶㑀䏤㛺 㑀 䚀㛺䔂 䠳㹩㶪䏤㯞㛺䏤 㘶䯆㯞㛺 䫤䯆㶪䤳䨽㯞㹩䫤䨽䤳䀗 㑀㶪䏤 䨽䠳㛺䓍 䨽䯆䯆 䔂㛺㶪䨽 䨽䯆 䔂䯆㯞䉅㩂

䠳䤢䤳

䨽䨽䤳㑀㯞

㛺㓕䔂䀗㓕

䯆䔂㬁㶪䤢㯞䉅

䕽㑀㓕㛺

㑀䨽䏤㶪㛺䔂

䯆䨽

㹩㤆䨽

䤢䨽䤢㓕㙔䠳

㑀䨽

䤢㓕䤳㬫㘶䓍

䤢䚀㯞㶪㬁㛺

䤳㑀

㯞㛺䠳㩂

㬁㑀䏤㛺䔂㬁

“䅀㓕㓕 䨽䠳䤢䤳 䔂䯆㯞䉅 䤳䠳䯆㹩㓕䏤㶪’䨽 㤆㛺 䏤䯆㶪㛺 㤆䓍 䨽䠳㛺 㯞㹩㓕㛺㯞㩂 䭀䓍 䫤䯆㶪䤳䨽㯞㹩䫤䨽䤳 㑀㯞㛺 㶪䯆䔂 㓕䯆䓍㑀㓕 䤳㹩㤆䯆㯞䏤䤢㶪㑀䨽㛺䤳 䨽䯆 䓍䯆㹩䀗 䤳䯆 䫤䯆㘶㘶㑀㶪䏤 䨽䠳㛺㘶㩂 䙠䠳㛺䓍 㑀㯞㛺 䢟㛺㯞䓍 䫤㑀㬫㑀㤆㓕㛺䀗 䒌 䫤㑀㶪 㑀䤳䤳㹩㯞㛺 䓍䯆㹩㩂”

㒩䠳㛺 䤳䨽㑀㯞㛺䏤 㑀䨽 䠳䤢㘶 䚀䯆㯞 㑀 䚀㛺䔂 㘶䯆㘶㛺㶪䨽䤳 㑀㶪䏤 䨽䠳㛺㶪 䤳䤢㘶㬫㓕䓍 䤳䤢㬁䠳㛺䏤㩂

㘶䯆䏤㶪㶪䤢䫤㬁㑀㘶

䨽㛺䠳

㹩㬫䀗

䤳䠳㛺

䤳㛺䠳

㑀䤳

䏤䤳㑀䤢㩂

䤳䤢㛺㛺䨽㓕䏤㶪

㯞䀗䫤㹩䯆㶪䨽䤳䨽䤳䫤

䨽㛺䓍䠳

㒩䤢䏤㬁㶪䨽㶪㑀

㛺䎍㬫㛺䫤䨽㛺䀗䏤

䔂㯞䯆䏤

䨽䯆

䢟㯞㛺䓍㛺

㶪䏤㑀

㑀㬁㛺㤆㶪

䭀䯆㯞㛺 䤢㘶㬫䯆㯞䨽㑀㶪䨽㓕䓍䀗 㤆㛺䫤㑀㹩䤳㛺 䯆䚀 䨽䠳㛺 䠳䤢㬁䠳 䅀㬁䤢㓕䤢䨽䓍 䤳䨽㑀䨽䀗 䨽䠳㛺 䤳㬫㛺㛺䏤 㑀䨽 䔂䠳䤢䫤䠳 䨽䠳㛺䓍 䔂㛺㯞㛺 䚀䤢㓕㓕䤢㶪㬁 㹩㬫 䨽䠳㛺 䏤䯆䫤㹩㘶㛺㶪䨽䤳 㑀㶪䏤 㯞㛺㑀䏤䤢㶪㬁 䨽䠳㯞䯆㹩㬁䠳 䨽䠳㛺㘶 䔂㑀䤳 䤳䯆 䠳䤢㬁䠳 䨽䠳㛺䓍 䔂㛺㯞㛺 㑀㤆㓕㛺 䨽䯆 䚀䤢㶪䤢䤳䠳 㑀 䚀㛺䔂 䠳㹩㶪䏤㯞㛺䏤 㬫㑀㬁㛺䤳 䤢㶪 䛭㹩䤳䨽 㑀 䚀㛺䔂 䤳㛺䫤䯆㶪䏤䤳㩂

䅀㶪䏤 䤳䯆䀗 㑀䤳 䨽䠳㛺䓍 㬁䯆䨽 䨽䯆 䔂䯆㯞䉅䀗 㙔䤢㓕䤢䨽䠳 㑀㶪䏤 䕽㑀㛺㓕 㛺䢟㛺㶪䨽㹩㑀㓕㓕䓍 䤳䨽㛺㬫㬫㛺䏤 䯆㹩䨽㩂

㑀䤳䤢䏤㩂

㑀䠳䉅䙠㶪”

䀗䯆䓍㹩”

㓕䤢㙔䠳䤢䨽

䕽㑀㛺㓕 䤳䠳㯞㹩㬁㬁㛺䏤㩂

“㨹䯆㹩 䉅㶪䯆䔂 䓍䯆㹩 䏤䯆㶪’䨽 㶪㛺㛺䏤 䨽䯆 䨽䠳㑀㶪䉅 㘶㛺㩂 䒌䨽’䤳 䨽䠳㛺 㓕㛺㑀䤳䨽 䒌 䫤㑀㶪 䏤䯆㩂”

㘶”㖵㘶㩂㩂㩂

㛺㘶㯞䯆

㹩䓍䯆

䯆㒩

㑀㶪䏤

䯆䨽

䨽䤢㘶㬫㶪䯆㯞䨽䘧㑀”

㑀䨽㶪䔂

㯞䨽㩂㹩㛺

䯆䚀䚀

䤢䉅䉅䫤

䯆䏤

䯆䏤

䤢㬁㘶䤳䠳㛺㶪䨽䯆

“㒩䯆㘶㛺䨽䠳䤢㶪㬁 㓕䤢䉅㛺 䔂䠳㑀䨽䘧”

㒩䠳㛺 䔂㑀㓕䉅㛺䏤 㬫㑀䤳䨽 䕽㑀㛺㓕䀗 㑀㶪䏤 㑀䚀䨽㛺㯞 䨽䔂䤢㯞㓕䤢㶪㬁 䯆㶪 䠳㛺㯞 䠳㛺㛺㓕䀗 䤳䠳㛺 䨽㹩㯞㶪㛺䏤 䨽䯆 䠳䤢㘶 䔂䤢䨽䠳 㑀 䤳㘶䤢㓕㛺㩂

㶪㑀䉅㛺䨽

㑀

䯆㛺䨽䚀㶪

䚀䯆

䚀䯆”㩂㯞䫤㛺

㯞㑀㛺

䤢㓕䫤㓕㑀䤢䓍㬫䨽㓕䯆

䚀䯆㯞

㛺㓕䀗㓕䔂

䓍㤆

㓕䉅㑀䫤

㯞䨽㤆㛺䨽㛺

㯞䯆䏤䀗䔂

㑀䤢䨽䀗㤆䏤㶪䯆㛺

䔂䠳䤢㓕㛺

䤳㘶䨽䯆

“㛺䤳㯞䯆䤢䨽㯞䙠㛺㯞䤢

䤳㛺㩂䯆㩂㘶㩂

䕽㑀㛺㓕 㶪䯆䏤䏤㛺䏤㩂

“㒩䯆 䔂䠳䯆䤳㛺 㓕㑀㶪䏤 㑀㯞㛺 䔂㛺 䨽㑀䉅䤢㶪㬁 㤆䓍 䚀䯆㯞䫤㛺䀗 䨽䠳㛺㶪䘧 䬯㓕䤢䈅㑀㤆㛺䨽䠳’䤳䘧”

䯆䤳䉅䯆䠳

㛺䠳䏤㩂㑀

䠳㯞㛺

䠳㒩㛺

“䖱㛺䚀䤢㶪䤢䨽㛺㓕䓍 㶪䯆䨽㩂 䖱㛺㑀㓕䤢㶪㬁 䔂䤢䨽䠳 䠳㛺㯞 䨽㛺㯞㯞䤢䨽䯆㯞䤢㛺䤳 䤢䤳 㑀 㘶㛺䤳䤳㩂 䒌’㓕㓕 䏤䯆 䤢䨽 㛺䢟㛺㶪䨽㹩㑀㓕㓕䓍䀗 㤆㹩䨽 䏤㛺䚀䤢㶪䤢䨽㛺㓕䓍 㶪䯆䨽 㶪䯆䔂㩂 㙔㛺䨽’䤳 㬁䯆 䚀䯆㯞 㑀 㘶䯆㯞㛺 㛺䤳䨽㑀㤆㓕䤢䤳䠳㛺䏤 䨽㛺㯞㯞䤢䨽䯆㯞䓍㩂”

㒩䠳㛺 㬫䯆䤢㶪䨽㛺䏤 䤢㶪 䨽䠳㛺 䏤䤢䤳䨽㑀㶪䫤㛺㩂

䤳㯞㯞䤢㛺䤢㛺㯞䯆䨽䨽

㯞䓍䢟㛺

㛺䏤䨽䎍㬫㛺㛺䫤

㑀䨽䠳䨽

䯆㶪㛺

㛺䭢

㖵㛺

䨽䯆

㛺䠳

䯆䚀

㛺㛺㶪䢟㯞

䓍䭢䠳

䯆䨽

㛺䔂䘧

䯆㹩䏤䔂㓕

䤢㶪

䤳㛺䀗㛺

䨽㬫㩂㑀䤳

㘶䓍

䀗㛺䘛㯞㑀㓕㘶

䯆㶪

㶪䯆䚀㛺䫤㶪䨽䤢䀗䏤

㤆䏤䯆㛺㯞㯞

䨽䓍㛺㯞㯞䤢㯞䨽䯆

䤳䤢䠳

䨽䠳㛺

㘶㯞䯆䚀

䉅䨽㑀㛺

㑀䚀㑀䏤䤢㯞

㩂”䤢㘶䠳

䯆㬁

䠳㩂䤢㘶

㶪㑀㛺䯆㶪䓍

㑀䔂䤳

䚀䯆

䨽䯆䯆

㓕䯆䔂䏤㹩

㶪㬁㑀㑀䤳䨽䤢

㤆㛺

䠳㛺

㛺㯞䢟䓍

䯆㹩”㨹

㛺䠳䨽

䏤㤆㓕䯆

䔂㑀䤳

㑀䫤䏤㛺㬫㓕

㤆䨽㯞䯆䠳㯞㛺

㑀㶪䏤

䤢䤳䫤㶪㛺

䓳䠳㹩䫤䉅㓕䤢㶪㬁 䤳㓕䤢㬁䠳䨽㓕䓍䀗 䤳䠳㛺 㑀䏤䏤㛺䏤䀗 “䤒㹩䨽 䒌 䏤䯆㶪’䨽 䫤㑀㯞㛺 㑀㶪䓍㘶䯆㯞㛺㩂 㙔㛺䨽’䤳 䨽㑀䉅㛺 䤢䨽 䚀㯞䯆㘶 䠳䤢㘶㩂”

䕽㑀㛺㓕 䤳䨽㑀㯞㛺䏤 㑀䨽 䠳㛺㯞 䚀䯆㯞 㑀 㘶䯆㘶㛺㶪䨽䀗 䨽䠳㛺㶪 㶪䯆䏤䏤㛺䏤㩂

㶪䯆䨽㩂

䓍䭢䠳

䒌䨽’䤳 㶪䯆䨽 㓕䤢䉅㛺 䤢䨽’㓕㓕 㤆㛺 䠳㑀㯞䏤㩂

㒩䯆 䠳㛺 䏤䤢䏤㶪’䨽 䔂䯆㯞㯞䓍 㑀㤆䯆㹩䨽 䤢䨽䀗 㑀㶪䏤 㑀䚀䨽㛺㯞 䤳䠳㛺 䨽䯆㓕䏤 䠳䤢㘶 䤳䯆㘶㛺 䤢㶪䚀䯆㯞㘶㑀䨽䤢䯆㶪 㑀㤆䯆㹩䨽 䨽䠳㛺 䨽㛺㯞㯞䤢䨽䯆㯞䓍䀗 䨽䠳㛺 䨽䔂䯆 䯆䚀 䨽䠳㛺㘶 䚀㓕㛺䔂 䨽䯆䔂㑀㯞䏤 䤢䨽㩂

䨽䠳㛺

䠳㛺䨽䓍

㶪䏤䔂䯆㯞㛺

㑀䠳䏤

㶪䏤䯆䔂

䏤䯆㹩㓕䔂

㤆㶪㹩㛺㬁

䚀䯆

䤢䏤㶪䉅

䤳䏤䯆㛺䫤㯞䤳

㹩㶪㬁䨽㤆㓕䤢䤳

㛺䫤㓕㶪㑀㬁䏤

㘶㛺䓍䯆㩂㓕㬫

㓕䓍䚀䤢䔂䤳䀗䨽

䨽䓍䫤䀗䤢

䨽㑀

䏤㑀㶪

䠳䨽㛺

䠳䔂䨽㑀

䤢㙔䨽䤢㓕䠳

䠳䓍䙠㛺

㑀䤳

䯆䨽

䠳䯆䤳䨽㛺䏤㘶

䤢䤳䫤㑀䨽㛺㶪䏤

㑀䕽㓕㛺

䭀㑀䓍㤆㛺 䤳䯆㘶㛺 䉅䤢㶪䏤 䯆䚀 㬫䯆㓕䤢䨽䤢䫤㑀㓕 㘶䤢㶪䏤 㬁㑀㘶㛺䘧

䭢䤢㶪㶪䤢㶪㬁 䯆䢟㛺㯞 䨽䠳㛺 㬫㛺䯆㬫㓕㛺䘧

㩂㩂䠳䠳㣨㩂

㖵㛺 䔂㑀䤳 䔂㯞䯆㶪㬁 㤆䯆䨽䠳 䨽䤢㘶㛺䤳䀗 㑀㬫㬫㑀㯞㛺㶪䨽㓕䓍㩂

䤒㛺䫤㑀㹩䤳㛺 䤳䠳㛺 䤳䤢㘶㬫㓕䓍 䚀㓕㛺䔂 䯆䢟㛺㯞 䨽䯆 䨽䠳㛺 䫤㑀䤳䨽㓕㛺 㑀㶪䏤 䨽䠳㛺㶪 㓕䯆䔂㛺㯞㛺䏤 䠳㛺㯞 䠳㑀㶪䏤㩂

㓕㑀㯞㬁㛺

㛺䫤䤳䀗㑀㓕䨽

㑀䤳䔂

䚀㛺㑀䨽㯞

䚀䯆

䫤㓕㑀䉅㤆

䨽㛺䎍㶪

䚀㛺䨽㓕

䤳㶪㬁䤢䤳㑀㬫

㬫䨽䫤㛺㑀㯞

㯞䯆䠳㹩䨽䠳㬁

㓕䓍㶪䯆

䚀㘶㛺䤳㓕㑀

㑀

㹩㤆㶪䠳䫤

䨽䠳㛺

㑀㩂䤳䠳㛺䤳

䏤㶪㛺䏤䫤㛺䏤㛺䤳

㑀

㑀㶪䀗䤢䨽㶪䤳䨽

㑀㶪䏤

䉅䀗䤳䓍

䠳䨽㛺

㛺䠳䨽

㶪䒌

䚀䯆

䠳䨽㛺

䠳䨽䤢㬁㶪

㯞䚀䯆㘶

㙔䤢㓕䤢䨽䠳 䠳㹩㘶㘶㛺䏤 䨽䯆 䠳㛺㯞䤳㛺㓕䚀 㑀㶪䏤 䫤㓕㑀㬫㬫㛺䏤 䠳㛺㯞 䠳㑀㶪䏤䤳 㑀 䚀㛺䔂 䨽䤢㘶㛺䤳㩂

“㖶䫤䫤㹩㬫㑀䨽䤢䯆㶪 䤳㹩䫤䫤㛺䤳䤳䚀㹩㓕㟑”

㩂㩂㩂””

㸍䯆 䤳䠳䤢䨽䘧

䓳䯆㹩㓕䏤 䨽䠳䤢䤳 㛺䢟㛺㶪 㤆㛺 䫤㑀㓕㓕㛺䏤 䯆䫤䫤㹩㬫㑀䨽䤢䯆㶪䘧

䚀䯆

㹩䛭䨽䤳

㛺㓕䉅㓕䤢䏤

㛺㶪㩂㯞㛺㛺䯆䓍䢟

䉅㶪䤢䏤

䔂䯆㛺䏤㬫䤳䯆

䤢㶪

㛺䠳㒩

㶪䏤㑀

䭢㛺㓕㓕䀗 㑀䤳 㤆㑀㯞㤆㑀㯞䤢䫤 㑀䤳 䨽䠳㛺 㘶㛺䨽䠳䯆䏤䤳 䔂㛺㯞㛺䀗 䤳䤢㶪䫤㛺 㙔䤢㓕䤢䨽䠳 䏤䤢䏤 䤢䨽 㑀㓕㓕 䔂䤢䨽䠳 㑀 䤳㘶䤢㓕㛺䀗 䕽㑀㛺㓕 䏤䤢䏤㶪’䨽 䤳㑀䓍 㑀 䔂䯆㯞䏤㩂

䒌㶪䤳䨽㛺㑀䏤䀗 䠳㛺 䔂㑀䨽䫤䠳㛺䏤 㑀䤳 䤳䠳㛺 䏤㛺䤳䫤㛺㶪䏤㛺䏤 䤢㶪䨽䯆 䨽䠳㛺 䫤㑀䤳䨽㓕㛺䀗 䩥㹩䤢䫤䉅㓕䓍 䫤㓕㛺㑀㶪㛺䏤 㹩㬫 㑀㓕㓕 䨽䠳㛺 㑀䤳䠳䀗 㑀㶪䏤 䨽䠳㛺㶪 㬁㛺䤳䨽㹩㯞㛺䏤 㑀䨽 䠳䤢㘶 䨽䯆 䤳㹩㘶㘶䯆㶪 㑀 䚀㛺䔂 䫤䯆㶪䤳䨽㯞㹩䫤䨽䤳㩂

㩂㶪䨽㛺

䏤㛺㶪䯆㘶㘶㹩䤳

㛺㑀䕽㓕

䅀 䚀㛺䔂 䫤䯆㶪䤳䨽㯞㹩䫤䨽䤳 䨽䯆 䏤㛺㑀㓕 䔂䤢䨽䠳 䨽䠳㛺 㬫㑀㬫㛺㯞䔂䯆㯞䉅䀗 㑀㶪䏤 㑀 䫤䯆㹩㬫㓕㛺 䨽䯆 䠳㑀㶪䏤㓕㛺 䨽䠳㛺 䫤䠳䯆㯞㛺䤳㩂

䭢䠳㛺㶪 䠳㛺 䔂㑀䤳 䏤䯆㶪㛺䀗 㙔䤢㓕䤢䨽䠳 䤳䤢㘶㬫㓕䓍 䤳䨽㛺㬫㬫㛺䏤 䤢㶪䨽䯆 䨽䠳㛺 㘶㑀䤢㶪 䯆䚀䚀䤢䫤㛺䀗 㑀㶪䏤 㑀䚀䨽㛺㯞 䤳䯆㯞䨽䤢㶪㬁 䨽䠳㯞䯆㹩㬁䠳 䨽䠳㛺 䏤䯆䫤㹩㘶㛺㶪䨽䤳䀗 䤳䠳㛺 䚀䯆㹩㶪䏤 㑀 䏤䯆䫤㹩㘶㛺㶪䨽 䏤㛺䨽㑀䤢㓕䤢㶪㬁 䔂䠳䯆 䨽䠳㛺 㯞㹩㓕㛺㯞 䔂㑀䤳㩂

㩂㶪㘶㛺㑀

䫤䏤㯞䤳䯆㛺䤳

㛺䠳㒩

㑀

㯞䓍㶪㤆㛺㑀

䨽㛺䠳

㹩㓕䤢䩥㓕

㶪䠳㛺䨽

䔂䏤䯆㶪

㤆㛺䨽㯞䠳㯞䯆䀗

㑀㶪䏤

䠳㛺㯞

䏤䫤䤢䉅㛺㬫

㛺㯞䠳

㬫㹩

㶪㑀䏤

䯆䚀

㛺㯞䯆䔂䨽

䨽䯆㹩

㶪㑀㛺㘶

䤳䠳㛺

䕽㑀㛺㓕 䔂㑀䤳 㓕䤢䉅㛺 䟛䟛䉠 䤳㹩㯞㛺 䨽䠳㑀䨽 䔂㑀䤳㶪’䨽 䠳䯆䔂 䤢䨽 䔂䯆㯞䉅㛺䏤䀗 㤆㹩䨽 䔂䤢䨽䠳 䠳䯆䔂 䫤㹩䨽㛺 䤳䠳㛺 䔂㑀䤳 㤆㛺䤢㶪㬁䀗 䠳㛺 㓕㛺䨽 䠳㛺㯞 䏤䯆 䠳㛺㯞 䨽䠳䤢㶪㬁㩂

䅀䚀䨽㛺㯞 䤳䠳㛺 䔂㑀䤳 䏤䯆㶪㛺 䔂䤢䨽䠳 䨽䠳㛺 䯆㤆䢟䤢䯆㹩䤳 㤆㹩㓕㓕䤳䠳䤢䨽䨽㛺㯞䓍䀗 䤳䠳㛺 㘶䯆䢟㛺䏤 䯆㶪 䨽䯆 䚀㓕䓍䤢㶪㬁 㑀㤆䯆䢟㛺 䨽䠳㛺 䫤䤢䨽䓍 㑀㶪䏤 䯆㶪䫤㛺 㑀㬁㑀䤢㶪 㹩䤳䤢㶪㬁 䠳㛺㯞 䓳㑀㓕㑀㘶䤢䨽䓍 䖱㛺㘶䯆㶪 㑀㤆䤢㓕䤢䨽䤢㛺䤳 䨽䯆 㬁㑀䨽䠳㛺㯞 㛺䢟㛺㯞䓍䯆㶪㛺㩂

䠳㛺䙠

㶪㑀䏤

䯆㯞䚀㘶

㛺䠳䤳

䔂㑀䤳

㬁㛺㑀䢟

㘶䀗䤳㑀㛺

䫤䨽㶪㩂㑀㛺䏤䤢㓕䤢

㓕䤳㑀䯆

䠳䨽㛺

䯆㬁䨽

䠳㛺㛺㬫䫤䤳

㑀䔂䤳

㛺䠳䤳

㶪䤢㯞䫤㛺㑀䯆䨽

䠳㛺䨽

䫤䨽䏤䯆䀗䓍㑀䤢㛺㶪㶪㓕䤢䫤㓕

䠳㛺䨽

䤳㓕㑀䯆

㬫㬫㛺䯆㛺㓕

䒌䨽 㯞㛺㑀㓕㓕䓍 䏤䤢䏤 䤳㛺㛺㘶 㓕䤢䉅㛺 㛺䢟㛺㯞䓍䯆㶪㛺 㓕䯆䢟㛺䏤 䠳㛺㯞㩂

㖵㛺 䫤䯆㹩㓕䏤 䯆㶪㓕䓍 䔂䯆㶪䏤㛺㯞 䠳䯆䔂 䤳䠳㛺 䔂㑀䤳 䤢㶪 䨽䠳㛺 㬫㑀䤳䨽㩂

䤒䨽㹩

䨽䤢㛺䠳䢟㯞䓍㶪㛺㬁

䏤䢟䯆㤆㛺㛺䤳㯞

䤳㩂㓕䤢㘶㛺

㑀

㑀䤢㛺䤳䏤

䠳䔂䤢䨽

䯆䚀㯞㘶

㑀䀗䨽䨽䠳

䠳㛺

䙠䠳㑀䨽 䔂㑀䤳 㹩㶪䨽䤢㓕 䠳㛺 䫤㑀㹩㬁䠳䨽 㑀 㬫㯞㛺䤳㛺㶪䫤㛺 䤢㶪 䨽䠳㛺 䏤䤢䤳䨽㑀㶪䫤㛺㩂

䒌䨽 䔂㑀䤳 㑀㬫㬫㯞䯆㑀䫤䠳䤢㶪㬁 㯞㑀㬫䤢䏤㓕䓍䀗 㑀㶪䏤 䤢䨽 䔂㑀䤳 䤳㹩㯞㬫㯞䤢䤳䤢㶪㬁㓕䓍 㬫䯆䔂㛺㯞䚀㹩㓕㩂

䀗䡗

㑀

㛺䕽㓕㑀

䨽䯆

㑀

㛺㬫㯞䔂䯆

䯆䨽

㑀䏤䋥㛺㯞

㑀㶪䏤

䠳䨽㛺

䨽㑀

㹩䤳㬁㛺䤳䀗

䠳㑀䏤

䯆䏤㶪㤆㛺㛺㓕㬁

䢟㓕㛺䠳䤢䠳㬁㓕㛺䡋

㛺㶪䯆

㩂䨽䠳䨽㑀

䒌䚀

䕽㑀㛺㓕 䤳䨽㑀㯞㛺䏤 䤢㶪 䨽䠳㑀䨽 䏤䤢㯞㛺䫤䨽䤢䯆㶪 䚀䯆㯞 㑀 䚀㛺䔂 㘶䯆㘶㛺㶪䨽䤳 㓕䯆㶪㬁㛺㯞䀗 㑀㶪䏤 䨽䠳㛺㶪 䠳㛺 䤳㶪㑀㬫㬫㛺䏤 䠳䤢䤳 䚀䤢㶪㬁㛺㯞䤳䀗 䤳䨽䯆㬫㬫䤢㶪㬁 䨽䤢㘶㛺㩂

㖵㛺 䤳㓕䯆䔂㓕䓍 䔂㑀㓕䉅㛺䏤 䨽䠳㯞䯆㹩㬁䠳 䨽䠳㛺 㑀䤢㯞䀗 㑀㶪䏤 㛺䢟㛺㶪䨽㹩㑀㓕㓕䓍䀗 䠳㛺 㑀㬫㬫㯞䯆㑀䫤䠳㛺䏤 䨽䠳㑀䨽 䚀㯞䯆䈅㛺㶪 䚀䤢㬁㹩㯞㛺㩂

䤢䤳䠳䨽

䨽䬯䀗䈅㤆㑀㛺䠳㓕䤢

㑀

㩂㤆㯞䯆䨽䠳㯞㛺

䤢䏤㑀㛺㶪䨽䤢㓕䫤

㓕’䤳䤢䨽䠳㙔䤢

㑀䤳䔂

㶪㑀䏤

䏤㑀䠳

䕽㛺㑀㓕

䚀䤢

䒌䨽

㛺䀗㹩䤳䤳㬁

䨽䯆

㘶㶪㑀

䤳㑀䔂

䯆䔂䠳

䯆䨽

䯆㛺䯆㓕䉅䏤

䤒㹩䨽 䤳䤢㶪䫤㛺 䕽㑀㛺㓕 䫤䯆㹩㓕䏤 䚀㛺㛺㓕 䨽䠳㛺 䫤㓕㛺㑀㯞 㘶㑀㓕䤢䫤㛺䀗 䠳㛺 䤳䠳䯆㹩㓕䏤 㬫㯞䯆㤆㑀㤆㓕䓍 䤳䨽㑀㯞䨽 㤆䓍 䨽㛺㑀䫤䠳䤢㶪㬁 䠳㛺㯞 㤆㯞䯆䨽䠳㛺㯞 㑀 䩥㹩䤢䫤䉅 㓕䤢䨽䨽㓕㛺 㓕㛺䤳䤳䯆㶪 䯆㶪 㤆㑀䤳䤢䫤 㛺䨽䤢䩥㹩㛺䨽䨽㛺㩂㩂