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Chapter 485: Chapter 485: Seizing Fragments and Entering Seclusion for Cultivation
Chapter 485: Chapter 485: Seizing Fragments and Entering Seclusion for Cultivation
"Elsa, I didn't expect you to break through to nine stars," the girls surrounded her, their faces full of admiration.
They had been following John for a while now, and their cultivation had advanced quite quickly, but none of them had yet reached the nine-star mark.
Elsa smiled and replied, "It's just an increase in cultivation; my strength still doesn't match Sini's or the others'."
She was being honest. Sini and the others' strength couldn't be judged solely by their cultivation level.
"Alright, we can catch up later," John interrupted them, then asked, "Elsa, did you manage to escape the Church of Light?"
"No, I'm here to report something important to the master," Elsa answered, her eyes fixed on him. Her beautiful eyes blinked, and there was a faint glimmer of tears.
It had been a long time since she had seen John. Though she knew he was fine due to their life-sharing bond, Realm of Chaos was full of dangers, and she was always on edge, worrying about him.
She continued, "Master, there are two things. First, Creator God has set his sights on the Initial World. He sent Anixegon to capture you and Sini. It seems only the two of you can open the passage to the Initial World."
John nodded. This news didn't come as a surprise to him.
Fortunately, Creator God couldn't descend into Realm of Chaos, so he was safe for now.
"What's the second thing?" he asked.
Elsa spoke again, "The second matter concerns Anixegon. After his failure to take Dark City, he forced Celestial Vault to re-cultivate the Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique to help him refine a city. Also, more than a million Black Magicians who had joined Celestial Vault were slaughtered. He sent us to continue hunting powerful beings above the seven-star level, including magical beasts, to collect their bodies."
"They actually want to use the Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique again!" Nine Phoenix gritted her teeth, her face full of shock.
Celestial Vault's brutal methods had already instilled fear in them.
Now it seemed that Anixegon was just as vicious.
Chaos Emperor spoke, "John, we need to find a way to stop this. If Anixegon succeeds, we're all dead."
John nodded in agreement, though he remembered what Merciless Emperor had said—Light City was protected by the Holy Light Judgment Array, which they could not breach.
He turned to Elsa and asked, "Do you know anything about the Holy Light Judgment Array in Light City?"
"The Holy Light Judgment Array?" She looked confused, shaking her head. "Master, what is that?"
"It's a powerful formation that we can't break," John said helplessly.
But now that Anixegon was forcing Celestial Vault to refine a new city, they had no choice but to stop it, even if they didn't have a clear plan. They had to take the risk.
If Anixegon succeeded, it would be the end of them all.
John decided to first seize the known fragments of The Heaven God Tablet to strengthen his cultivation. Once his strength increased, he would take action against Light City.
Celestial Vault's use of the Ten Thousand Souls Bloodthirst Sovereign Technique to refine a city couldn't possibly succeed so quickly.@@novelbin@@
He continued, "Elsa, you should stay as well. I still can't trust Anixegon completely."
Elsa was touched, and a little tempted, but she shook her head, "Master, my identity hasn't been exposed yet, so I can still help you by delivering messages. Also, the Holy Light Judgment Array is indeed powerful, but there might be a weakness within the city. If that's the case, I could still assist you."
"No, that's too dangerous," John decisively rejected her. Once Elsa's identity was exposed, Solondz wouldn't spare her.
"Don't worry, master, I know my limits," she replied firmly. "I can sense that Anixegon heavily relies on us nine-star Church of Light members. I won't be in danger."
Seeing that John was about to argue further, she added, "Master, I still have the life-sharing bond with you. I won't take unnecessary risks. If I sense anything wrong, I'll escape immediately."
Seeing her determined attitude, John sighed helplessly and finally agreed.
Elsa felt reluctant, but she knew she couldn't reveal herself. She greeted Sini and the others before leaving without hesitation.
"We should go too, and seize the The Heaven God Tablet fragments," John said. Time was of the essence, and he needed to increase his strength as much as possible.
…
John and the others continued to search for The Heaven God Tablet fragments.
This time, with him taking charge, things went much more smoothly.
Under the terrifying pressure of Dark City, those Emperor-level cultivators had no choice but to submit and obediently hand over the fragments.
However, none of them were willing to join John. They only promised that they would act against the Church of Light.
It was clear that these individuals still had reservations—they were afraid to offend John, but they also didn't dare provoke the Church of Light.
John didn't press them too hard and simply took the fragments.
In one week, he found seventeen more fragments of The Heaven God Tablet.
Including those that had fallen into Realm of Chaos, he now had fifty-one fragments, nearly half of the total.
At least fifty more fragments had fallen into the Void.
But the Nine-Headed Lion was guarding that area, and John didn't dare provoke it for now.
He decided to refine and absorb the current fragments of The Heaven God Tablet to enhance his strength and deal with the Church of Light.
Once his power increased and he reached the Emperor realm, he would eliminate the Nine-Headed Lion and escape from there.
He turned to the others and said, "I need to enter seclusion to cultivate. You should do your best to stop the Church of Light from killing any strong individuals, but make sure to prioritize your own safety. If there's any danger, contact me immediately."
Nine Phoenix nodded and said, "Don't worry, John. With us here, we won't let anything happen to those around you."
She, along with Chaos and Heavenly King, were all Emperor-level experts. As long as Anixegon didn't intervene personally, they could handle any of the Church of Light's forces.
John didn't say anything more. His mind stirred as he entered World-in-Hand and took out a pile of The Heaven God Tablet fragments. A powerful wave of The Heaven's law energy rippled as he began to refine and absorb them.
He had already confirmed that the God-Devouring Curse on them had disappeared, so there was no danger involved.
…
John entered his seclusion.
The Realm of Chaos was already in a state of utter turmoil.
A large number of Church of Light members and nine-star Black Magicians had arrived, searching and slaughtering all those above the seven-star level.
Even magical beasts weren't spared.
Many nine-star experts had already fallen.
Nine Phoenix had reached out to other Emperor-level cultivators, urging them to protect the others.
But those guys were all hiding like turtles, offering no help at all.
With the The Heaven God Tablet shattered and the power of laws dissipated in the Realm of Chaos, everyone could only rely on their own energy to survive.
If they joined the battles, their energy consumption would be severe, and without replenishment, they would surely die.
Some even went so far as to kill other strong individuals to absorb their power and increase their cultivation.
Among them was a mid-stage one-star Emperor. Fortunately, the True Dragon Emperor intervened and killed him, saving Nine Phoenix and the others.
At this moment, they had just defeated a Church of Light squad—over a hundred of them, all nine-star cultivators.
The group took a short rest.
Their success in finding these groups was thanks to Elsa's information.
Heavenly King directly collected the corpses into World-in-Hand, refining and absorbing them. He spoke, "In the past few days, the Church of Light has been very active. Including the magical beasts, I fear nearly a million strong individuals have fallen. At this rate, it won't be long before they can refine a new city."
The group's expressions were heavy.
Chaos Emperor nodded, saying, "I wonder how much John has improved in his cultivation."
John was their only hope.
The atmosphere grew tense, and Nine Phoenix decided to change the subject. She looked at Sini and Tracy, surprised. "You two are still cultivating?"
During this time, their cultivation hadn't advanced at all, but their strength had increased considerably.
Sini had already broken through to the nine-star level, while Tracy had reached the late-eight-star stage. Given their progress, it wouldn't be long before Tracy also reached nine stars.
The two women had been with them all this time, and Nine Phoenix hadn't seen them engage in any kind of cultivation. She was curious—could the fragments of The Heaven God Tablet still increase one's strength?
The others also looked at them with curiosity.
Tracy only smiled without saying much. It was her secret—though she trusted the group, she didn't want to reveal it.
Sini thought for a moment before speaking. "It has to do with talent."
Both of them had copied John's Plunder talent. By killing enemies, they could plunder their attributes, unaffected by the laws of The Heaven. The speed of their improvement was far faster than normal cultivation.
The group was a bit disappointed but didn't ask further.
If it were another method of cultivation, they might be able to try it, but since it was a talent, there was nothing they could do.
"Well, John has come out of seclusion." At that moment, Sini received a message from John and quickly spoke.
"Really?" Nine Phoenix asked, a hint of joy in her voice as she let out a relieved sigh.
These past few days, she had been under a lot of pressure, worried that Anixegon might have already refined a new city. If that happened, they would all be doomed.
With John out of seclusion, it was time to strike against the Church of Light.
Sini nodded, stood up, and said, "Let's go, back to World-in-Hand."
As she spoke, she tore open a crack in space and led the group back to John's World-in-Hand.
...
World-in-Hand.
"Mid-level nine-star?" John checked his cultivation and was greatly disappointed.
He had refined over fifty The Heaven God Tablet fragments, and both the power of laws and World-in-Hand had seen significant improvements. His four primary attributes had each increased by fifty million points.
But his cultivation had only risen to the mid-nine-star level, far from what he had hoped for.
Given the number of The Heaven God Tablet fragments, he had expected to at least reach the late-nine-star level, if not the peak of nine stars.
Yet now, he had just broken through to mid-nine-star.
"Kid, be content. What ordinary cultivator has such terrifying speed of improvement?" Gaka's voice echoed from within The Tree of Life.
John didn't respond.
At this moment, several figures flashed, and Sini and the others appeared.
"John, how much have you improved?" Chaos Emperor asked impatiently.
John didn't say much and simply revealed his aura.
"Mid-nine-star?" The group sensed his cultivation and couldn't help but frown.
Clearly, they hadn't expected that, after refining and absorbing so many The Heaven God Tablet fragments, John's cultivation had only risen to the mid-nine-star level.
Nine Phoenix Emperor spoke, "John, we can't delay any longer. During your seclusion, the Church of Light has been very active. They've killed a large number of seven-star and above experts, as well as magical beasts. I suspect that it won't be long before Celestial Vault is able to refine a new city."
John nodded and said calmly, "In that case, let's make our move."
㗯䡦 䧗㶒䇚䡈㱨䌧㛳㶒 䐗䃱䉍䉍㱨㱨㻷㱨㻷䏮 㟏㒪㱨䣗 㶆㛳䃱㻍㻷 䃱㶒㻷㛳䃱㑿㟏㱨㻷㻍䣗 㻷䇚㱨䓶
㮃㒪䇚䐗 㶆䳤䐗 㟏㒪㱨䇚㤒 㛳㶒㻍䣗 䉍㒪䳤㶒䉍㱨䓶
䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 䡦䃱㤒㤒㛳㶆㱨㻷 㒪㱨㤒 㑿㤒㛳㶆䐗䏮 㻍㛳㛳䲖䇚㶒䌧 㟏㤒㛳䃱㑿㻍㱨㻷䏮 䳤㶒㻷 㤒㱨㻎㻍䇚㱨㻷䏮 "㗯 䉍㛳㶒㟏䳤䉍㟏㱨㻷 䳤 䡦㱨㶆 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䔕㻍㱨㹍㱨㻍 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䐗 䇚㶒 䳤㻷㹍䳤㶒䉍㱨䏮 㑿䃱㟏 㛳㶒㻍䣗 㮃㤒䃱㱨 䭱㤒䳤䌧㛳㶒 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 䳤㶒㻷 䳤 䡦㱨㶆 㛳㟏㒪㱨㤒䐗 㤒㱨䐗㻎㛳㶒㻷㱨㻷䓶 㮃㒪㱨 㤒㱨䐗㟏 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䔕㻍㱨㹍㱨㻍 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䐗 㒪䳤㹍㱨 㒪䇚㻷㻷㱨㶒 㟏㒪㱨䖯䐗㱨㻍㹍㱨䐗 䳤㶒㻷 䐗䳤䇚㻷 㟏㒪㱨䣗 㶆㛳㶒'㟏 䌧㱨㟏 䇚㶒㹍㛳㻍㹍㱨㻷䓶"
㮃㒪㱨䐗㱨 䌧䃱䣗䐗 㶆㱨㤒㱨 䐗䉍䳤㤒㱨㻷 㛳䡦䡦 㑿䣗 䧗㶒䇚䡈㱨䌧㛳㶒䏮 㱨䐗㻎㱨䉍䇚䳤㻍㻍䣗 䳤䡦㟏㱨㤒 㟏㒪㱨 㑿䳤㟏㟏㻍㱨 㶆䇚㟏㒪 㑴㛳䇚㻷䏮 㶆㒪㱨㤒㱨 㟏㒪㱨䣗 㶒㱨䳤㤒㻍䣗 㻍㛳䐗㟏 㟏㒪㱨䇚㤒 㻍䇚㹍㱨䐗䓶
"㼂䣗 㟏㒪㱨 㶆䳤䣗䏮 㶆㒪䳤㟏 䳤㑿㛳䃱㟏 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒㪔 㒡㒪㱨 䐗㒪㛳䃱㻍㻷 㒪㱨㻍㻎 䃱䐗䏮" 䬔㒪䳤㛳䐗 䐗䳤䇚㻷䏮 㤒㱨䉍䳤㻍㻍䇚㶒䌧 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 䳤㶒㻷 䐗㻎㱨䳤䲖䇚㶒䌧 䃱㻎 㴹䃱䇚䉍䲖㻍䣗䓶
㒡㒪㱨 㶆䳤䐗 䳤 㟏㶆㛳䔕䐗㟏䳤㤒 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䔕㻍㱨㹍㱨㻍 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䇚䖯䖯㱨㶒䐗㱨 㻎㛳㶆㱨㤒䏮 䳤㶒㻷 㶆䇚㟏㒪 㒪㱨㤒 㒪㱨㻍㻎䏮 㟏㒪㱨䣗 㶆㛳䃱㻍㻷 㒪䳤㹍㱨 䳤 㑿㱨㟏㟏㱨㤒 䉍㒪䳤㶒䉍㱨䓶
㽵㛳㶆㱨㹍㱨㤒䏮 䇚䡦 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 㒪㱨㻍㻎㱨㻷 㟏㒪㱨䖯䏮 㟏㒪㱨䣗 㶆㛳䃱㻍㻷 䇚㶒㻷㱨㱨㻷 㒪䳤㹍㱨 䳤 㒪䇚䌧㒪㱨㤒 䉍㒪䳤㶒䉍㱨 㛳䡦 䐗䃱䉍䉍㱨䐗䐗䓶
䧗䡦㟏㱨㤒 䳤 䖯㛳䖯㱨㶒㟏 㛳䡦 㒪㱨䐗䇚㟏䳤㟏䇚㛳㶒䏮 㒪㱨 㻷㱨䉍䇚㻷㱨㻷 㟏㛳 䇚㶒㹍䇚㟏㱨 㒪㱨㤒䓶
㽵㱨 㻷䇚㻷㶒'㟏 䲖㶒㛳㶆 㶆㒪㱨㤒㱨 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 㻍䇚㹍㱨㻷䓶
䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 㶒㛳㻷㻷㱨㻷 䳤㶒㻷 䐗䳤䇚㻷䏮 "䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 䇚䐗 㶒㛳㟏 㮃㒪㱨 㿒㹍㱨㤒䐗㱨㱨㤒䏮 䳤㶒㻷 䐗㒪㱨 㻷㛳㱨䐗㶒'㟏 㒪䳤㹍㱨 䳤 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷䓶 㒡㒪㱨 㤒㱨䐗䇚㻷㱨䐗 䇚㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㑴䳤㻍㻍㱨䣗 㛳䡦 㒡㱨㹍㱨㤒㱨㻷 㼊䖯㛳㟏䇚㛳㶒䐗䏮 䳤 㻎㻍䳤䉍㱨 㶆㒪㱨㤒㱨 䡦㱨㶆 㻷䳤㤒㱨 㟏㛳 㻷䇚䐗㟏䃱㤒㑿 㒪㱨㤒䓶"
"㜷㱨㟏'䐗 䌧㛳䏮" 㒪㱨 㻷㱨䉍䇚㻷㱨㻷䓶 㽵㱨 㶆㛳䃱㻍㻷 䌧㛳 㟏㒪㱨㤒㱨 䇚㶒 㻎㱨㤒䐗㛳㶒 㟏㛳 䇚㶒㹍䇚㟏㱨 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䓶
㮃㒪㱨 䌧㤒㛳䃱㻎 䐗㻎㻍䇚㟏 䃱㻎䓶 䬔㒪䳤㛳䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 䳤㶒㻷 㽵㱨䳤㹍㱨㶒㻍䣗 䋙䇚㶒䌧 䉍㛳㶒㟏䳤䉍㟏㱨㻷 㟏㒪㱨 㛳㟏㒪㱨㤒 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䔕㻍㱨㹍㱨㻍 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䐗䓶
㮃㒪㱨 㑴䳤㻍㻍㱨䣗 㛳䡦 㒡㱨㹍㱨㤒㱨㻷 㼊䖯㛳㟏䇚㛳㶒䐗 㶆䳤䐗 㒪䇚㻷㻷㱨㶒 䇚㶒 䳤 㤒㱨䖯㛳㟏㱨 㻍㛳䉍䳤㟏䇚㛳㶒 䳤㟏 㟏㒪㱨 㱨㻷䌧㱨 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 㽲㱨䳤㻍䖯 㛳䡦 䬔㒪䳤㛳䐗䓶 㮃㒪㱨 㱨㶒㹍䇚㤒㛳㶒䖯㱨㶒㟏 㶆䳤䐗 㒪䳤㤒䐗㒪䏮 䖯䳤䲖䇚㶒䌧 䇚㟏 㶒㱨䳤㤒㻍䣗 䇚䖯㻎㛳䐗䐗䇚㑿㻍㱨 㟏㛳 䐗䃱㤒㹍䇚㹍㱨䏮 䳤㶒㻷 䇚㟏 㶆䳤䐗 㤒䳤㤒㱨㻍䣗 㹍䇚䐗䇚㟏㱨㻷 㑿䣗 䳤㶒䣗㛳㶒㱨䓶
䑔㛳㶆 㟏㒪䳤㟏 㟏㒪㱨 㽵㱨䳤㹍㱨㶒 㝩㛳㻷 㮃䳤㑿㻍㱨㟏 㒪䳤㻷 䐗㒪䳤㟏㟏㱨㤒㱨㻷 䳤㶒㻷 㟏㒪㱨 㻍䳤㶆䐗 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 㽲㱨䳤㻍䖯 㛳䡦 䬔㒪䳤㛳䐗 㶆㱨㤒㱨 䌧㛳㶒㱨䏮 㟏㒪㱨 㱨㶒㹍䇚㤒㛳㶒䖯㱨㶒㟏 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 㽲㱨䳤㻍䖯 㛳䡦 䬔㒪䳤㛳䐗 㒪䳤㻷 㶆㛳㤒䐗㱨㶒㱨㻷 㱨㹍㱨㶒 䡦䃱㤒㟏㒪㱨㤒䓶 㗯㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㛳䃱㟏㱨㤒 㤒㱨䌧䇚㛳㶒䐗䏮 㱨㹍㱨㶒 㒡㱨㹍㱨㶒䔕㒡㟏䳤㤒 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䐗 䉍㛳䃱㻍㻷 㶒㛳 㻍㛳㶒䌧㱨㤒 䳤㻷䳤㻎㟏䓶
㮃㒪㱨 䌧㤒㛳䃱㻎 㤒㛳㻷㱨 㛳㶒 䧗㹍䇚䐗' 㑿䳤䉍䲖䏮 㶆䇚㟏㒪 㟏㒪㱨 㒪㛳㶆㻍䇚㶒䌧 㶆䇚㶒㻷 䳤㤒㛳䃱㶒㻷 㟏㒪㱨䖯䓶 㼊㹍㱨㤒䣗㶆㒪㱨㤒㱨 㟏㒪㱨䣗 㻍㛳㛳䲖㱨㻷䏮 㟏㒪㱨 㻍䳤㶒㻷䐗䉍䳤㻎㱨 㶆䳤䐗 㻷㱨䐗㛳㻍䳤㟏㱨—㶆䇚㻍㟏㱨㻷 㹍㱨䌧㱨㟏䳤㟏䇚㛳㶒䏮 䡦䳤㻷䇚㶒䌧 㹍䇚㟏䳤㻍䇚㟏䣗䏮 㱨㶒㻷㻍㱨䐗䐗 䣗㱨㻍㻍㛳㶆 䐗䳤㶒㻷䏮 䳤㶒㻷 㑿䳤㤒㤒㱨㶒 㻍䳤㶒㻷䐗 䳤䐗 䡦䳤㤒 䳤䐗 㟏㒪㱨 㱨䣗㱨 䉍㛳䃱㻍㻷 䐗㱨㱨䓶 㗯㟏 㶆䳤䐗 䳤 䐗䉍㱨㶒㱨 㛳䡦 䉍㛳䖯㻎㻍㱨㟏㱨 㻷㱨䐗㛳㻍䳤㟏䇚㛳㶒䓶
㮃㒪䇚䐗 㶆䳤䐗 䳤㻍㻍 㻷䃱㱨 㟏㛳 㟏㒪㱨 䐗㒪䳤㟏㟏㱨㤒䇚㶒䌧 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 㽵㱨䳤㹍㱨㶒 㝩㛳㻷 㮃䳤㑿㻍㱨㟏 䳤㶒㻷 㟏㒪㱨 㻍㛳䐗䐗 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 㻎㛳㶆㱨㤒 㛳䡦 㻍䳤㶆䐗䓶
"㽵䖯䖯㪔" 䴬㛳㒪㶒 㶆䳤䐗 䖯㛳䖯㱨㶒㟏䳤㤒䇚㻍䣗 䐗㟏䃱㶒㶒㱨㻷䏮 䳤䐗 㒪㱨'㻷 㛳㹍㱨㤒㻍㛳㛳䲖㱨㻷 㟏㒪䇚䐗 㻎㛳䇚㶒㟏䓶
䧗㟏 㟏㒪䳤㟏 䖯㛳䖯㱨㶒㟏䏮 㟏㒪㱨 䐗䉍㱨㶒㱨 䇚㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㽲㱨䳤㻍䖯 㛳䡦 䬔㒪䳤㛳䐗 䇚㶒㻷㱨㱨㻷 䐗㱨㱨䖯㱨㻷 㻍䇚䲖㱨 㟏㒪㱨 㻎㤒㱨䉍䃱㤒䐗㛳㤒 㟏㛳 㟏㒪㱨 䳤㻎㻎㱨䳤㤒䳤㶒䉍㱨 㛳䡦 䳤 㽵㱨䳤㤒㟏 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 䬔㛳㶒㟏䇚㶒㱨㶒㟏䓶
䴬㛳㒪㶒 䡦䃱㤒㤒㛳㶆㱨㻷 㒪䇚䐗 㑿㤒㛳㶆䐗 䳤㶒㻷 䳤䐗䲖㱨㻷䏮 "㗯䡦 㟏㒪䇚䐗 䉍㛳㶒㟏䇚㶒䃱㱨䐗䏮 㶆㒪䳤㟏 㶆䇚㻍㻍 㑿㱨䉍㛳䖯㱨 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 㽲㱨䳤㻍䖯 㛳䡦 䬔㒪䳤㛳䐗㪔"
䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 㻍㛳㛳䲖㱨㻷 䳤㤒㛳䃱㶒㻷 䳤㟏 㟏㒪㱨 㻷㱨䐗㛳㻍䳤㟏㱨 䐗䃱㤒㤒㛳䃱㶒㻷䇚㶒䌧䐗䏮 㒪㱨㤒 㟏㛳㶒㱨 㟏䇚㶒䌧㱨㻷 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䐗䳤㻷㶒㱨䐗䐗䓶 "䧗㻍㻍 㻍䇚䡦㱨 㶆䇚㻍㻍 㹍䳤㶒䇚䐗㒪䏮 㻍㱨䳤㹍䇚㶒䌧 㶒㛳㟏㒪䇚㶒䌧 㑿䃱㟏 䳤 㻷㱨䳤㻷 㶆䳤䐗㟏㱨㻍䳤㶒㻷䓶"
䴬㛳㒪㶒 㻷䇚㻷㶒'㟏 䐗䳤䣗 䖯䃱䉍㒪 䖯㛳㤒㱨䓶 㽵䇚䐗 㤒㱨䐗㛳㻍㹍㱨 㟏㛳 㻍㱨䳤㹍㱨 㟏㒪䇚䐗 㻎㻍䳤䉍㱨 䌧㤒㱨㶆 㱨㹍㱨㶒 䐗㟏㤒㛳㶒䌧㱨㤒䓶
䓶䓶䓶
"㗯㟏'䐗 䯦䃱䐗㟏 䳤㒪㱨䳤㻷䏮" 䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 䐗䳤䇚㻷䏮 㻎㛳䇚㶒㟏䇚㶒䌧 㟏㛳㶆䳤㤒㻷 㟏㒪㱨 䡦㤒㛳㶒㟏䓶
䧗㒪㱨䳤㻷䏮 䳤 㶆㛳㤒㻍㻷 㛳䡦 䇚䉍㱨 䳤㶒㻷 䐗㶒㛳㶆 䐗㟏㤒㱨㟏䉍㒪㱨㻷 㛳䃱㟏䏮 㶆䇚㟏㒪 㟏㛳㶆㱨㤒䇚㶒䌧 䇚䉍㱨 㻎䇚㻍㻍䳤㤒䐗 䳤㶒㻷 䌧㻍䇚䐗㟏㱨㶒䇚㶒䌧 䉍㛳㻍㻷 㻍䇚䌧㒪㟏䏮 䡦䇚㻍㻍㱨㻷 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䳤 䖯䃱㤒㻷㱨㤒㛳䃱䐗 䳤䃱㤒䳤䓶
㗯㟏 㶆䳤䐗 䳤䉍㟏䃱䳤㻍㻍䣗 䳤 䐗㶆㛳㤒㻷䐗䖯䳤㶒䐗㒪䇚㻎 㻷㛳䖯䳤䇚㶒䓶 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒'䐗 䉍㛳䖯㻎㤒㱨㒪㱨㶒䐗䇚㛳㶒 㛳䡦 㟏㒪㱨 䐗㶆㛳㤒㻷 㻎䳤㟏㒪 㶆䳤䐗 䡦䳤㤒 㑿㱨䣗㛳㶒㻷 㒪䇚䐗 㛳㶆㶒䓶
"䍥䳤䐗㟏㱨㤒䏮 㗯'䖯 䳤䡦㤒䳤䇚㻷 㗯 㶆㛳㶒'㟏 㑿㱨 䳤㑿㻍㱨 㟏㛳 㒪䳤㶒㻷㻍㱨 䇚㟏䏮" 䧗㹍䇚䐗 䐗䳤䇚㻷 㒪㱨㻍㻎㻍㱨䐗䐗㻍䣗䏮 䌧䳤㙝䇚㶒䌧 䳤㟏 㟏㒪㱨 䉍㒪䇚㻍㻍䇚㶒䌧 䇚䉍㱨 䳤㶒㻷 䐗㶒㛳㶆 㶆㛳㤒㻍㻷 䳤㒪㱨䳤㻷䓶
㮃㒪䇚䐗 䐗㶆㛳㤒㻷 㻷㛳䖯䳤䇚㶒 㶆䳤䐗 䇚㶒㻷㱨㱨㻷 㟏㱨㤒㤒䇚䡦䣗䇚㶒䌧䓶 㼊㹍㱨㶒 䑔䇚㶒㱨䔕㒡㟏䳤㤒 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䐗 㶆㛳䃱㻍㻷㶒'㟏 㻷䳤㤒㱨 㟏㛳 䐗㟏㱨㻎 䇚㶒 㻍䇚䌧㒪㟏㻍䣗䓶
䘿㛳㤒㟏䃱㶒䳤㟏㱨㻍䣗䏮 㟏㒪㱨䇚㤒 䌧㤒㛳䃱㻎 㒪䳤㻷 䐗㻎㱨䉍䇚䳤㻍 䐗㟏㤒㱨㶒䌧㟏㒪 䳤㶒㻷 䉍㛳䃱㻍㻷 㱨㶒㻷䃱㤒㱨 䇚㟏䓶
㼂䃱㙝㙝㣖
㮃㒪㱨 䐗㶆㛳㤒㻷 䇚㶒㟏㱨㶒㟏 㒪䃱䖯䖯㱨㻷䏮 䳤㶒㻷 㟏㒪㱨 㻎䇚㱨㤒䉍䇚㶒䌧 䉍㛳㻍㻷 㤒䃱䐗㒪㱨㻷 䇚㶒䓶 㮃㒪㱨 䡦㻍䳤䐗㒪䇚㶒䌧 䉍㛳㻍㻷 㻍䇚䌧㒪㟏 㶆㒪䇚䐗㟏㻍㱨㻷䏮 㱨㶒㹍㱨㻍㛳㻎䇚㶒䌧 㟏㒪㱨 㱨㶒㟏䇚㤒㱨 䇚䉍䣗 㶆㛳㤒㻍㻷䓶
䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 㶆䳤䐗 䳤㶒 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䔕㻍㱨㹍㱨㻍 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䏮 䐗㛳 㟏㒪㱨䐗㱨 䐗㶆㛳㤒㻷 㻍䇚䌧㒪㟏䐗 䉍㛳䃱㻍㻷㶒'㟏 㟏㒪㤒㱨䳤㟏㱨㶒 㒪㱨㤒䓶
㮃㤒䳤䉍䣗 䉍㤒㛳䐗䐗㱨㻷 㒪㱨㤒 䳤㤒䖯䐗 䇚㶒 䡦㤒㛳㶒㟏 㛳䡦 㒪㱨㤒 䉍㒪㱨䐗㟏䏮 㤒䃱㑿㑿䇚㶒䌧 㒪㱨㤒 䳤㤒䖯䐗 䡦㛳㤒 㶆䳤㤒䖯㟏㒪䓶 㒡㒪㱨 䳤䐗䲖㱨㻷䏮 "㒡䇚䐗㟏㱨㤒 䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈䏮 䳤㤒㱨 䣗㛳䃱 䐗䃱㤒㱨 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 㻍䇚㹍㱨䐗 㒪㱨㤒㱨㪔 㮃㒪䇚䐗 㱨㶒㹍䇚㤒㛳㶒䖯㱨㶒㟏 䇚䐗 㟏㛳㛳 㒪䳤㤒䐗㒪㣖"
䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 䐗䖯䇚㻍㱨㻷 䐗㻍䇚䌧㒪㟏㻍䣗 䳤㶒㻷 䐗䳤䇚㻷䏮 "㢎㛳䃱 㒪䳤㹍㱨 㟏㛳 㻎䳤䐗䐗 㟏㒪㤒㛳䃱䌧㒪 㟏㒪䇚䐗 䇚䉍䣗 㶆㛳㤒㻍㻷 㟏㛳 㤒㱨䳤䉍㒪 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒'䐗 㻷㶆㱨㻍㻍䇚㶒䌧䓶"
㮃㒪㱨 䌧㤒㛳䃱㻎 㶆䳤䐗 㻎䃱㙝㙝㻍㱨㻷䏮 㻎䃱䐗㒪䇚㶒䌧 䡦㛳㤒㶆䳤㤒㻷 㟏㒪㤒㛳䃱䌧㒪 㟏㒪㱨 䐗㶒㛳㶆䐗㟏㛳㤒䖯䏮 㟏㒪㱨 䡦㻍䳤䐗㒪䇚㶒䌧 䐗㶆㛳㤒㻷 㻍䇚䌧㒪㟏䐗 㶆㒪䇚㙝㙝䇚㶒䌧 䳤㤒㛳䃱㶒㻷 㟏㒪㱨䖯䓶
㿒㶒 㑿㛳㟏㒪 䐗䇚㻷㱨䐗䏮 㟏㛳㶆㱨㤒䇚㶒䌧 䖯㛳䃱㶒㟏䳤䇚㶒䐗 㤒㛳䐗㱨䏮 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䳤 㻷㱨㱨㻎 䉍䳤㶒䣗㛳㶒 䇚㶒 㟏㒪㱨 䖯䇚㻷㻷㻍㱨䓶 㽵㱨㤒㱨䏮 䐗㻎㤒䇚㶒䌧 㶆䳤䐗 䇚㶒 䡦䃱㻍㻍 㑿㻍㛳㛳䖯䏮 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䌧㤒䳤䐗䐗㱨䐗 䌧㤒㛳㶆䇚㶒䌧 䳤㶒㻷 㑿䇚㤒㻷䐗 䉍㒪䇚㤒㻎䇚㶒䌧䓶 䧗 䐗㟏㤒㱨䳤䖯 䉍䳤䐗䉍䳤㻷㱨㻷 㻷㛳㶆㶒 㟏㒪㱨 䖯㛳䃱㶒㟏䳤䇚㶒䏮 䡦㻍㛳㶆䇚㶒䌧 䌧㱨㶒㟏㻍䣗 㟏㒪㤒㛳䃱䌧㒪 㟏㒪㱨 㱨㶒㟏䇚㤒㱨 䉍䳤㶒䣗㛳㶒䏮 㑿㤒䇚㶒䌧䇚㶒䌧 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䇚㟏 䳤㶒 䳤㑿䃱㶒㻷䳤㶒䉍㱨 㛳䡦 㻍䇚䡦㱨䓶
㒡䇚㶒䇚 㶆䳤䐗 䳤䐗㟏㛳㶒䇚䐗㒪㱨㻷 䳤㶒㻷 䳤䐗䲖㱨㻷䏮 "㼂䃱㟏 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 㻷㛳㱨䐗㶒'㟏 㒪䳤㹍㱨 䳤 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷䏮 㤒䇚䌧㒪㟏㪔 㞐㒪䣗 㻷㛳㱨䐗 㟏㒪䇚䐗 㻎㻍䳤䉍㱨 䐗㱨㱨䖯 䃱㶒䳤䡦䡦㱨䉍㟏㱨㻷㪔"
䴬㛳㒪㶒 䉍䃱㤒䇚㛳䃱䐗㻍䣗 㻍㛳㛳䲖㱨㻷 䳤㤒㛳䃱㶒㻷䏮 㑿䃱㟏 䐗㛳㛳㶒䏮 㒪㱨 㶒㛳㟏䇚䉍㱨㻷 䐗㛳䖯㱨㟏㒪䇚㶒䌧䓶
㮃㒪㱨㤒㱨 㶆䳤䐗 䳤 䐗㻎㱨䉍䇚䳤㻍 䲖䇚㶒㻷 㛳䡦 㻎㛳㶆㱨㤒 㒪㱨㤒㱨䏮 㛳㶒㱨 㟏㒪䳤㟏 㻷䇚㻷㶒'㟏 㑿㱨㻍㛳㶒䌧 㟏㛳 㟏㒪㱨 㻍䳤㶆䐗 㛳䡦 㮃㒪㱨 㽵㱨䳤㹍㱨㶒䓶 㗯㟏 䐗㱨㱨䖯㱨㻷 㟏㛳 㑿㱨 㤒㱨㻍䳤㟏㱨㻷 㟏㛳 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒'䐗 䉍䃱㻍㟏䇚㹍䳤㟏䇚㛳㶒 㛳䡦 㮃㒪㱨 䑭䳤㟏㒪 㛳䡦 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗㶒㱨䐗䐗䓶
䓶䓶䓶
䭱㱨㱨㻎 㶆䇚㟏㒪䇚㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㹍䳤㻍㻍㱨䣗 䐗㟏㛳㛳㻷 䳤 䐗䇚䖯㻎㻍㱨 㶆㛳㛳㻷㱨㶒 㒪㛳䃱䐗㱨䓶
㿒㟏㒪㱨㤒 㟏㒪䳤㶒 㟏㒪䳤㟏䏮 㟏㒪㱨㤒㱨 㶆䳤䐗 㶒㛳㟏㒪䇚㶒䌧 㱨㻍䐗㱨䓶
䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 㶆䳤䐗 䐗㱨䳤㟏㱨㻷 䉍㤒㛳䐗䐗䔕㻍㱨䌧䌧㱨㻷 㛳㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㑿㱨㻷䏮 䇚㶒 䳤 䖯㱨㻷䇚㟏䳤㟏䇚㹍㱨 䐗㟏䳤㟏㱨䓶
㽵㱨㤒 㱨䣗㱨䐗 㶆㱨㤒㱨 㟏䇚䌧㒪㟏㻍䣗 䐗㒪䃱㟏䏮 㒪㱨㤒 㑿㤒㛳㶆 䡦䃱㤒㤒㛳㶆㱨㻷䓶 㗯㶒 㒪㱨㤒 䖯䇚㶒㻷䏮 㱨㹍㱨㤒䣗㟏㒪䇚㶒䌧 㟏㒪䳤㟏 㒪䳤㻷 㒪䳤㻎㻎㱨㶒㱨㻷 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䴬㛳㒪㶒 䇚㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷 䲖㱨㻎㟏 㤒㱨䐗䃱㤒䡦䳤䉍䇚㶒䌧䓶
㒡㒪㱨 㟏㤒䇚㱨㻷 㟏㛳 䡦㛳㤒䌧㱨㟏䏮 㑿䃱㟏 㟏㒪㛳䐗㱨 䇚䖯䳤䌧㱨䐗 䐗㱨㱨䖯㱨㻷 㟏㛳 㑿㱨 䇚䖯㻎㤒䇚㶒㟏㱨㻷 㻷㱨㱨㻎 䇚㶒 㒪㱨㤒 䐗㛳䃱㻍䓶 㮃㒪㱨 䖯㛳㤒㱨 䐗㒪㱨 㟏㤒䇚㱨㻷 㟏㛳 䡦㛳㤒䌧㱨㟏䏮 㟏㒪㱨 䖯㛳㤒㱨 㻷㱨㱨㻎㻍䣗 㟏㒪㱨 䖯㱨䖯㛳㤒䇚㱨䐗 䐗㟏䃱䉍䲖䓶
"䑭㛳㛳䡦䓶䓶䓶" 㒡䃱㻷㻷㱨㶒㻍䣗䏮 䐗㒪㱨 䉍㛳䃱䌧㒪㱨㻷 䃱㻎 䳤 䖯㛳䃱㟏㒪䡦䃱㻍 㛳䡦 㑿㻍㛳㛳㻷䓶 㽵㱨㤒 䳤䃱㤒䳤 㑿㱨䉍䳤䖯㱨 䉍㒪䳤㛳㟏䇚䉍䏮 㒪㱨㤒 䡦䳤䉍㱨 㻎䳤㻍㱨䓶 㒡㒪㱨 㶒㱨䳤㤒㻍䣗 㻍㛳䐗㟏 䉍㛳㶒㟏㤒㛳㻍 㛳䡦 㒪㱨㤒 䖯䇚㶒㻷 䳤㶒㻷 䡦㱨㻍㻍 䇚㶒㟏㛳 䖯䳤㻷㶒㱨䐗䐗䓶
"䭱䳤䖯㶒 䇚㟏䏮 㶆㒪䣗 䇚䐗 㟏㒪䇚䐗 㒪䳤㻎㻎㱨㶒䇚㶒䌧㪔" 䧗 㒪䇚㶒㟏 㛳䡦 㻎䳤㶒䇚䉍 䡦㻍䳤䐗㒪㱨㻷 䇚㶒 㒪㱨㤒 㱨䣗㱨䐗䓶
㮃㒪㱨㤒㱨 㶆㱨㤒㱨 㛳㶒㻍䣗 㟏㶆㛳 㶆䳤䣗䐗 㟏㛳 㤒㱨䐗㛳㻍㹍㱨 㟏㒪䇚䐗 䐗䇚㟏䃱䳤㟏䇚㛳㶒㴭 䲖䇚㻍㻍 䴬㛳㒪㶒 㛳㤒 䐗㱨䳤㻍 䳤㶆䳤䣗 䳤㻍㻍 䖯㱨䖯㛳㤒䇚㱨䐗 㛳䡦 㒪䇚䖯䓶
"㽵䖯䖯㪔" 㽵㱨㤒 㑿㤒㛳㶆 䡦䃱㤒㤒㛳㶆㱨㻷䏮 䐗㱨㶒䐗䇚㶒䌧 䐗㛳䖯㱨㟏㒪䇚㶒䌧䓶 㒡㒪㱨 䉍㛳㻍㻷㻍䣗 䖯䃱㤒䖯䃱㤒㱨㻷䏮 "㞐㒪䣗 䇚䐗 㒪㱨 㒪㱨㤒㱨㪔"
䧗㻍㟏㒪㛳䃱䌧㒪 㟏㒪㱨 㑴䳤㻍㻍㱨䣗 㛳䡦 㒡㱨㹍㱨㤒㱨㻷 㼊䖯㛳㟏䇚㛳㶒䐗 㶆䳤䐗 㶒㛳㟏 㒪㱨㤒 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷䏮 㱨㹍㱨㤒䣗㟏㒪䇚㶒䌧 䇚㶒䐗䇚㻷㱨 䇚㟏 㶆䳤䐗 䐗㟏䇚㻍㻍 䃱㶒㻷㱨㤒 㒪㱨㤒 䉍㛳㶒㟏㤒㛳㻍䓶
㽵㱨㤒 㒪㱨䳤㤒㟏㑿㱨䳤㟏 㴹䃱䇚䉍䲖㱨㶒㱨㻷 䐗㻍䇚䌧㒪㟏㻍䣗䓶 㮃㒪㱨 䉍䳤㻍䖯 䐗㒪㱨 㒪䳤㻷 䯦䃱䐗㟏 䖯䳤㶒䳤䌧㱨㻷 㟏㛳 㤒㱨䐗㟏㛳㤒㱨 㶆䳤䐗 㶒㛳㶆 㻷䇚䐗㤒䃱㻎㟏㱨㻷䏮 䳤㶒㻷 㟏㒪㱨 㱨㹍㱨㶒㟏䐗 㟏㒪䳤㟏 㒪䳤㻷 㒪䳤㻎㻎㱨㶒㱨㻷 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䴬㛳㒪㶒 䇚㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷 㤒㱨䐗䃱㤒䡦䳤䉍㱨㻷 䇚㶒 㒪㱨㤒 䖯䇚㶒㻷䓶
"䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䏮 㗯 㒪䳤㹍㱨 䐗㛳䖯㱨㟏㒪䇚㶒䌧 㟏㛳 䳤䐗䲖 㛳䡦 䣗㛳䃱䏮" 䉍䳤䖯㱨 䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈'䐗 㹍㛳䇚䉍㱨 䡦㤒㛳䖯 㛳䃱㟏䐗䇚㻷㱨 㟏㒪㱨 㶆㛳㛳㻷㱨㶒 㒪㛳䃱䐗㱨䓶
䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 㟏㛳㛳䲖 䳤 䡦㱨㶆 㻷㱨㱨㻎 㑿㤒㱨䳤㟏㒪䐗䏮 䉍㛳㻍㻷 䲖䇚㻍㻍䇚㶒䌧 䇚㶒㟏㱨㶒㟏 㤒䳤㻷䇚䳤㟏䇚㶒䌧 䡦㤒㛳䖯 㒪㱨㤒 㑿㛳㻷䣗 䳤䐗 䐗㒪㱨 䐗䃱㻎㻎㤒㱨䐗䐗㱨㻷 㒪㱨㤒 䇚㶒㶒㱨㤒 㟏䃱㤒䖯㛳䇚㻍䓶 㒡㒪㱨 㤒㱨䌧䳤䇚㶒㱨㻷 㒪㱨㤒 䃱䐗䃱䳤㻍 䉍㛳㻍㻷 㻷㱨䖯㱨䳤㶒㛳㤒 䳤㶒㻷 㛳㻎㱨㶒㱨㻷 㟏㒪㱨 㻷㛳㛳㤒䏮 㶆䳤㻍䲖䇚㶒䌧 㛳䃱㟏 䐗㻍㛳㶆㻍䣗䓶
㽵㱨㤒 㱨䣗㱨䐗 䇚䖯䖯㱨㻷䇚䳤㟏㱨㻍䣗 䡦㱨㻍㻍 㛳㶒 䴬㛳㒪㶒䏮 䳤㻍㛳㶒䌧 㶆䇚㟏㒪 㟏㒪㱨 㛳㟏㒪㱨㤒 㶆㛳䖯㱨㶒 㑿䣗 㒪䇚䐗 䐗䇚㻷㱨䓶 㽵㱨㤒 㱨䡈㻎㤒㱨䐗䐗䇚㛳㶒 䌧㤒㱨㶆 㱨㹍㱨㶒 䉍㛳㻍㻷㱨㤒䏮 䳤㶒㻷 䐗㒪㱨 䐗㻎㛳䲖㱨 䇚㶒 䳤 䡦㤒㛳䐗㟏䣗 㟏㛳㶒㱨䏮 "㞐㒪䳤㟏 䇚䐗 䇚㟏㪔"
䴬㛳㒪㶒 䡦㱨㻍㟏 䐗㛳䖯㱨㶆㒪䳤㟏 䌧䃱䇚㻍㟏䣗 䳤㶒㻷 䇚㶒㟏㱨㶒㟏䇚㛳㶒䳤㻍㻍䣗 䳤㹍㛳䇚㻷㱨㻷 㒪㱨㤒 䌧䳤㙝㱨䓶
䑔䇚㶒㱨 䑭㒪㛳㱨㶒䇚䡈 㴹䃱䇚䉍䲖㻍䣗 䐗㻎㛳䲖㱨 䃱㻎䏮 "䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䏮 䧗㶒䇚䡈㱨䌧㛳㶒 㒪䳤䐗 䳤㻍㻍䇚㱨㻷 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䬔㱨㻍㱨䐗㟏䇚䳤㻍 㑴䳤䃱㻍㟏 䳤㶒㻷 䇚䐗 䳤㟏㟏㱨䖯㻎㟏䇚㶒䌧 㟏㛳 䡦䃱䐗㱨 㟏㒪㱨 䐗㒪䳤㟏㟏㱨㤒㱨㻷 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷 㛳䡦 㿒㹍㱨㤒㻍㛳㤒㻷䏮 䃱䐗䇚㶒䌧 㟏㒪㱨 㮃㱨㶒 㮃㒪㛳䃱䐗䳤㶒㻷 㒡㛳䃱㻍䐗 㼂㻍㛳㛳㻷㟏㒪䇚㤒䐗㟏 㒡㛳㹍㱨㤒㱨䇚䌧㶒 㮃㱨䉍㒪㶒䇚㴹䃱㱨 㟏㛳 䐗㻍䳤䃱䌧㒪㟏㱨㤒 㻍䇚㹍䇚㶒䌧 㑿㱨䇚㶒䌧䐗䓶 㮃㒪㱨䣗 㻎㻍䳤㶒 㟏㛳 㤒㱨䡦䇚㶒㱨 䳤 㶒㱨㶆 䉍䇚㟏䣗䓶 㞐㱨 㻷㛳㶒'㟏 㒪䳤㹍㱨 㟏㒪㱨 䐗㟏㤒㱨㶒䌧㟏㒪 㟏㛳 䐗㟏㛳㻎 㟏㒪㱨䖯 䳤㶒㻷 䳤㤒㱨 㒪㛳㻎䇚㶒䌧 䡦㛳㤒 䣗㛳䃱㤒 䳤䐗䐗䇚䐗㟏䳤㶒䉍㱨䓶"
䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 䡦㤒㛳㶆㶒㱨㻷䏮 㒪㱨㤒 㱨䡈㻎㤒㱨䐗䐗䇚㛳㶒 䐗㱨㤒䇚㛳䃱䐗䓶 㒡㒪㱨 䳤䐗䲖㱨㻷䏮 "㞐㒪㱨㶒 㻷㛳 㟏㒪㱨䣗 㻎㻍䳤㶒 㟏㛳 䖯䳤䲖㱨 㟏㒪㱨䇚㤒 䖯㛳㹍㱨㪔"
"㽵䖯㻎㒪䏮 㻷㛳 㟏㒪㛳䐗㱨 䉍㛳㶆䳤㤒㻷㻍䣗䏮 䐗㱨㻍䡦䔕㻎㤒㱨䐗㱨㤒㹍䇚㶒䌧 䡦㛳㛳㻍䐗 㱨㹍㱨㶒 䳤䌧㤒㱨㱨 㟏㛳 㟏㒪䇚䐗㪔" 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 䐗䉍㛳䡦䡦㱨㻷 䉍㛳㻍㻷㻍䣗䏮 㒪䳤㹍䇚㶒䌧 䳤㻍㤒㱨䳤㻷䣗 䐗㱨㱨㶒 㟏㒪㤒㛳䃱䌧㒪 㟏㒪㱨䇚㤒 㤒㱨㻍䃱䉍㟏䳤㶒䉍㱨䓶
"㢎㛳䃱'㤒㱨 䇚㶒䯦䃱㤒㱨㻷㪔" 䴬㛳㒪㶒 䐗䃱㻷㻷㱨㶒㻍䣗 䐗㻎㛳䲖㱨 䃱㻎 䡦㤒㛳䖯 㟏㒪㱨 䐗䇚㻷㱨䓶
㒡㒪㱨 㟏㤒㱨䖯㑿㻍㱨㻷 䐗㻍䇚䌧㒪㟏㻍䣗䏮 䉍䳤䐗㟏䇚㶒䌧 䳤 䉍㛳㻍㻷 䌧㻍䳤㶒䉍㱨 䳤㟏 䴬㛳㒪㶒 㑿㱨䡦㛳㤒㱨 䐗䳤䣗䇚㶒䌧䏮 "䑔㛳㶒㱨 㛳䡦 䣗㛳䃱㤒 㑿䃱䐗䇚㶒㱨䐗䐗䓶"
㞐䇚㟏㒪 㟏㒪䳤㟏䏮 䐗㒪㱨 㶆䳤㹍㱨㻷 㒪㱨㤒 䳤㤒䖯䏮 㟏㱨䳤㤒䇚㶒䌧 㛳㻎㱨㶒 䳤 䐗㻎䳤㟏䇚䳤㻍 㤒䇚䡦㟏䓶 㽵㱨㤒 䉍㻍㱨䳤㤒䏮 䉍㛳㻍㻷 㹍㛳䇚䉍㱨 㱨䉍㒪㛳㱨㻷㴭 "䧗㻍㻍 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䔕㻍㱨㹍㱨㻍 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䐗 䳤㶒㻷 㒡㱨㹍㱨㶒䔕㒡㟏䳤㤒 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䐗䏮 䣗㛳䃱 㒪䳤㹍㱨 㟏㒪㤒㱨㱨 㻷䳤䣗䐗 㟏㛳 䌧䳤㟏㒪㱨㤒 䳤㟏 㟏㒪㱨 㱨㶒㟏㤒䳤㶒䉍㱨 㛳䡦 㿒㹍㱨㤒㻍㛳㤒㻷'䐗 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷 䳤㶒㻷 䳤㟏㟏䳤䉍䲖 㜷䇚䌧㒪㟏 䬔䇚㟏䣗䓶 䧗㶒䣗㛳㶒㱨 㶆㒪㛳 㻷㛳㱨䐗㶒'㟏 䐗㒪㛳㶆 䃱㻎 㶆䇚㻍㻍 㻷䇚㱨㣖"
㒡㒪㱨 㶆䳤䐗 㟏㤒䃱㻍䣗 㱨㶒㤒䳤䌧㱨㻷䓶 㽵㱨㤒 䡦䳤䇚㻍䃱㤒㱨 㟏㛳 䐗㱨㹍㱨㤒 㒪㱨㤒 㱨䖯㛳㟏䇚㛳㶒䳤㻍 㟏䇚㱨䐗 㒪䳤㻷 㻍㱨䡦㟏 㒪㱨㤒 㶆䇚㟏㒪 䳤 㻷㱨㱨㻎 䐗㱨㶒䐗㱨 㛳䡦 䡦㤒䃱䐗㟏㤒䳤㟏䇚㛳㶒䏮 䳤㶒㻷 㱨㶒㻷㻍㱨䐗䐗 䳤㶒䌧㱨㤒 㒪䳤㻷 㶒㛳㶆㒪㱨㤒㱨 㟏㛳 䌧㛳䓶
㮃㒪㱨㶒䏮 䐗㒪㱨 㟏䃱㤒㶒㱨㻷 㒪㱨㤒 䌧䳤㙝㱨 㑿䳤䉍䲖 㟏㛳 㟏㒪㱨 䌧㤒㛳䃱㻎 䳤㶒㻷 䐗㻎㛳䲖㱨 䉍䳤㻍䖯㻍䣗䏮 "㜷㱨㟏'䐗 䌧㛳䓶 㽵㱨䳤㻷 㟏㛳 㟏㒪㱨 㱨㶒㟏㤒䳤㶒䉍㱨 㛳䡦 㿒㹍㱨㤒㻍㛳㤒㻷'䐗 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷䓶 䑔㛳 䖯䳤㟏㟏㱨㤒 㒪㛳㶆 䖯䳤㶒䣗 㻎㱨㛳㻎㻍㱨 䳤㤒㤒䇚㹍㱨 䇚㶒 㟏㒪㤒㱨㱨 㻷䳤䣗䐗䏮 㶆㱨 䳤䉍㟏 䇚䖯䖯㱨㻷䇚䳤㟏㱨㻍䣗䓶"
䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒 㤒㱨䖯䳤䇚㶒㱨㻷 䐗䇚㻍㱨㶒㟏䏮 䐗㟏䇚㻍㻍 㒪䳤㹍䇚㶒䌧 㶒㛳 䡦䳤䇚㟏㒪 䇚㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㛳㟏㒪㱨㤒 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒䔕㻍㱨㹍㱨㻍 㱨䡈㻎㱨㤒㟏䐗䓶
㮃㒪㱨 䌧㤒㛳䃱㻎 㻍㱨䡦㟏 㟏㒪㱨 䇚䉍䣗 㻍䳤㶒㻷䐗䉍䳤㻎㱨䏮 䡦㻍䣗䇚㶒䌧 䐗㟏㤒䳤䇚䌧㒪㟏 㟏㛳㶆䳤㤒㻷 㟏㒪㱨 㱨㶒㟏㤒䳤㶒䉍㱨 㛳䡦 㿒㹍㱨㤒㻍㛳㤒㻷'䐗 䡦㛳㤒䖯㱨㤒 㞐㛳㤒㻍㻷䔕䇚㶒䔕㽵䳤㶒㻷䓶
㽵㱨 䡦㱨㻍㟏 䐗㛳䖯㱨㶆㒪䳤㟏 䌧䃱䇚㻍㟏䣗 䳤㶒㻷 㴹䃱䇚䉍䲖㻍䣗 㤒㱨㻎㻍䇚㱨㻷䏮 "㒡㟏㛳㻎 䖯䳤䲖䇚㶒䌧 㟏㒪䇚㶒䌧䐗 䃱㻎䓶"
"㮃䉍㒪䏮 䣗㛳䃱 㻷䳤㤒㱨 㻷㛳 䇚㟏 㑿䃱㟏 㶒㛳㟏 䳤㻷䖯䇚㟏 䇚㟏㪔" 㒡䇚㶒䇚 䐗㒪㛳㟏 㒪䇚䖯 䳤 䌧㻍䳤㶒䉍㱨䏮 䇚䖯䖯㱨㻷䇚䳤㟏㱨㻍䣗 㶒㛳㟏䇚䉍䇚㶒䌧 㟏㒪㱨 㟏㱨㶒䐗䇚㛳㶒 㑿㱨㟏㶆㱨㱨㶒 㟏㒪㱨 㟏㶆㛳䓶
㽵㱨㤒 㶆㛳㤒㻷䐗 㑿㱨䉍䳤䖯㱨 䖯㛳㤒㱨 䳤㶒㻷 䖯㛳㤒㱨 㛳䃱㟏㤒䳤䌧㱨㛳䃱䐗 䳤䐗 䐗㒪㱨 䐗㟏䳤㤒㟏㱨㻷 㟏㛳 㛳䡦䡦㱨㤒 䐗㟏㤒䳤㟏㱨䌧䇚㱨䐗 䡦㛳㤒 䴬㛳㒪㶒䏮 㶒㛳㟏 㤒㱨䳤㻍䇚㙝䇚㶒䌧 㟏㒪㱨 䇚䉍䣗 䌧䳤㙝㱨 㟏㒪䳤㟏 䐗㶆㱨㻎㟏 㛳㹍㱨㤒 㟏㒪㱨䖯䓶
㮃㒪㱨䇚㤒 㴹䃱䇚㱨㟏 䉍㛳㶒㹍㱨㤒䐗䳤㟏䇚㛳㶒 㻷䇚㻷㶒'㟏 㱨䐗䉍䳤㻎㱨 䍥㱨㤒䉍䇚㻍㱨䐗䐗 㼊䖯㻎㱨㤒㛳㤒'䐗 䐗㒪䳤㤒㻎 㻎㱨㤒䉍㱨㻎㟏䇚㛳㶒䓶䓶
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