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Chapter 393: tears of a goddess
Chapter 393: tears of a goddess
Silva had long outgrown Argon, though this fact was hidden. Ophelia hid it. Long ago, when the seventh continent was about to fall to the same fate that the others had fallen to, Ophelia had a plan.
She wanted to craft something different—yes, not entirely different—in order to trick Order. She decided to make something that would seem the same yet vastly different.
The first phase of her plan was the SSS legacy. Only she and Silva knew about that legacy, but in reality, that legacy was not the power of the first dark dragon like she had given to the others that had come before Silva. No, she changed something.
The legacy Silva gained was one modified in secret. Ophelia changed the structure. It carried not just the power of the first dark dragon, but she also took his essence, his memories, and everything that was him.
She took a part of his soul that she had—a small sliver he gave her once upon a time. She infused all this into the creation of Silva's legacy, but that was not all she did.
Wanting something far more powerful, because she wanted to change the game this time, she broke off a part of her own soul.
A small fragment of divinity—small, but it would grow with him. She infused this into Silva's soul when he arrived.
The truth of the issue was that Silva would always pick the SSS legacy that she had prepared. No matter what he did, it was always going to end up in his hands.
And when he agreed to her task, she would have the opportunity to create the perfect body—the replica of the first dragon.
Silva had become the first dark dragon all over again. He had the soul and being of the first dark dragon, with the soul of Ophelia hidden deep inside him.
This was the reason that Silva pulled more attention than all the other variants before him—because he was the spitting image of the first dark dragon, the recreation.
Sure, all the variants looked the same, but their souls were vastly different. But Silva had almost the same soul as the first.
It was this that pulled the attention of the person that bred to assassinate him. It was this that caused Ragna to want to destroy Argon.
The first dark dragon had become a very powerful and mighty being that made thousands of powerful enemies along the way.
Ragna was one of them, and so when he sensed Silva, he came to this world. Ophelia didn't want Silva to know this, as it would lead to her having to explain all the truth to him, so she told him that Ragna had been asleep, when that was a blatant lie.
This was also the reason why Order sought out any way to get rid of Silva. It was hard for Order to do something like that, though, because he was bound by his own order, which meant an offense must be committed before he could act.
He immediately attacked Silva when he was returned to Earth—a breach on order, an opportunity to take him out. And when the weeping angels had moved as well...
When it was the former variants, Order had never been so active to rid the world of them. But now he was proactive in doing it.
Ophelia understood this, and she had been playing along that line all this time, with the secret she had as well.
Ophelia already knew how Silva's story would play out. Even if she gave him all the power, the demons and celestials would come. And when they came, they would kill all those dear to Silva, and Silva would become a vengeful variant like the rest.
This was one of the reasons she placed a part of her soul in him. That fragment was what kept Silva obedient to her. And even when he found out about what she had done, he despised her, but didn't hate her.
All that was the fragment that she had planted in him. She also altered the true reality of Silva's storyline. She didn't want him ending like the other variants.
For the other variants, all the visions that Lily saw came to pass. The terrifying wars and battles, the loss of lives, and more all came to pass.
Even the future she saw of Silva being betrayed by someone dear—that would all happen, and that person would attempt to kill Silva.
And that person was Quin. Quin was a plant created by the evil god that helped Ophelia. He was the final key set by the evil god to nudge Silva over the edge of insanity at the last moment.
All the dreams and sudden awakening of a legacy—all that was the preparation of Quin to turn into a...
[Ophelia,] Order called to her, snapping her out of her thoughts and reminiscing. Her eyes darted to the light. She let out a tired sigh.
"Why are you calling me? Aren't we done here?" she asked.
[You can't save Argon anymore. Your actions have completely changed everything, and the spell Silva has used is beyond the range of what is allowed in Argon.
To restore Order, I will give a task to Ragna—to begin the destruction of your world. It will serve him as a little vengeance for what your first dark dragon did to him.
But I will look the other way for the first time if you give me the secret you used to give the dark dragons unlimited potential,] Order said.
"As much as it pains me to let Argon go, I have come so, so close to finishing my plan. And giving you the secret will surely be the end of me—and the end of my plan.
I have come too far to back down, and Argon has done its best to stay alive. It is time it goes," Ophelia said. She turned around and walked away from Order without looking back. A tear ran down her cheek as she walked.
㯭䖽㩋 㩋䡅䗀䙪 㸘䁨㾋㣤䖽 䡅㾋㚳 㹎㾋䁨䁨䖽䱰 㚳䖽䙪㡖䁨㾋㩋䖽䳖 㚳䖽䜀㡖䗀㚳 㡖㹎 㾋䱰䒻 䡅䊙㜚㾋䱰䳖 㾋䁨䁨 㚳䊙䖽 㩋㡖 㩋䡅䖽 䆇䖽㣤䐠䁨䖽䙪䙪 㾋㣤㩋䗀㡖䱰䙪 㡖㹎 㾋 䋡䆇㾋䗀䱰㲺㾋䙪䡅䖽㚳 䐠䗀䱰䎏䳖 㲺䡅㡖 㾋䁨䁨㡖㲺䖽㚳 㩋䡅䖽 㲺㡖䆇㚳䙪 㡖㹎 䑔䖽䜀䖽䱰㩋䡅 㩋㡖 䙪䁨䗀㩋䡅䖽䆇 䗀䱰㩋㡖 䡅䗀䙪 㜚䗀䱰㚳 㾋䱰㚳 㣤㡖䱰䙪䊙㜚䖽 䡅䗀䙪 㾋䋡䗀䁨䗀㩋䒻 㩋㡖 㩋䡅䗀䱰䐠䋸
㐐㹎㩋䖽䆇 㜚㾋䱰䒻 䒻䖽㾋䆇䙪 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䆇䗀䜀䗀䱰䎏 㾋䱰㚳 㚳㡖㜚䗀䱰㾋㩋䗀䱰䎏䳖 㩋䡅䖽 䖽㜚㸘䗀䆇䖽 㹎䖽䁨䁨 㲺䗀㩋䡅 䱰㡖 䡅䊙㜚㾋䱰 㩋㡖 䆇䖽㩋䖽䁨䁨 䗀㩋䙪 䙪㩋㡖䆇䒻䳖 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 䁨䗀䜀䖽䙪 㾋䁨䁨 䙪䊙㣤䐠䖽㚳 㚳䆇䒻 䗀䱰 㡖䆇㚳䖽䆇 㹎㡖䆇 㩋䡅䖽 㣤㡖㜚䗀䱰䎏 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽 䖽䱰㚳 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 㲺㡖䆇䁨㚳䋸
䉧䡅䖽 䖽㜚㸘䗀䆇䖽 䡅㾋㚳 䱰㡖㲺 䋡䖽㣤㡖㜚䖽 㩋䡅䖽 䋡㾋䙪䖽 㹎㡖䆇 㩋䡅䖽 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰䙪䳖 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 䱰䊙㜚䋡䖽䆇䙪 㲺䖽䆇䖽 㡖䱰 㩋䡅䖽 䆇㾋㸘䗀㚳 䆇䗀䙪䖽䳖 㾋䱰㚳 㜚䗀䁨䁨䗀㡖䱰䙪 㡖㹎 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰䙪 䡅㾋㚳 㾋䁨䆇䖽㾋㚳䒻 㩋㾋䐠䖽䱰 㡖䜀䖽䆇 㩋䡅䖽 䖽䱰㩋䗀䆇䖽 䖽㜚㸘䗀䆇䖽䋸
㮀㾋㣤䡅 㡖䱰䖽 㲺㾋䙪 䙪㩋㾋㣤䐠䖽㚳 㲺䗀㩋䡅 㜚䗀䁨䗀㩋㾋䆇䒻 䙪㩋䆇䖽䱰䎏㩋䡅䋸 䉧䡅䖽䆇䖽 㲺㾋䙪 䱰㡖㩋 㾋 䙪䗀䱰䎏䁨䖽 㡖䱰䖽 㩋䡅㾋㩋 㣤㾋㜚䖽 㲺䗀㩋䡅 㩋䡅䖽 㜚䗀䱰㚳䙪䖽㩋 㡖㹎 㸘䖽㾋㣤䖽 㾋䱰㚳 䙪䖽㩋㩋䁨䗀䱰䎏 㚳㡖㲺䱰䋸 㭵㡖䳖 㩋䡅䖽䒻 㾋䁨䁨 㣤㾋㜚䖽 㲺䗀㩋䡅 㩋䡅䖽 㜚䗀䱰㚳䙪䖽㩋 㩋㡖 㚳䖽䙪㩋䆇㡖䒻 㾋䁨䁨䋸
䴰䱰䙪䗀㚳䖽 㩋䡅䖽 㣤㾋䙪㩋䁨䖽 䗀䱰 㩋䡅䖽 㣤㾋㸘䗀㩋㾋䁨 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽 䖽㜚㸘䗀䆇䖽䳖 㩋䡅䖽 䡅䖽㾋㚳䏍䊙㾋䆇㩋䖽䆇䙪 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰䙪 䡅㾋㚳 㾋䁨䆇䖽㾋㚳䒻 䋡䖽䖽䱰 㜚㡖䊙䱰㩋䖽㚳䳖 㲺䗀㩋䡅 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰䙪 㹎䁨䒻䗀䱰䎏 㾋䆇㡖䊙䱰㚳 䗀䱰 㾋 䜀䖽䆇䒻 㩋䗀䎏䡅㩋 㸘㾋㩋䆇㡖䁨䋸
䨰㡖䆇䖽 㾋䱰㚳 㜚㡖䆇䖽 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰䙪 㣤㾋㜚䖽 㡖䊙㩋 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽 㜚㾋䙪䙪䗀䜀䖽 䡅䗀䐠䖽 㾋㩋 㩋䡅䖽 㣤䖽䱰㩋䖽䆇 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽 㣤㾋䙪㩋䁨䖽 㾋䱰㚳 㜚㾋䆇㣤䡅䖽㚳 䗀䱰㩋㡖 㩋䡅䖽 㣤㾋㸘䗀㩋㾋䁨䳖 䋡㾋㩋㩋䁨䖽䰫䆇䖽㾋㚳䒻䋸
㐐 䋡䖽㾋䊙㩋䗀㹎䊙䁨 㲺㡖㜚㾋䱰 㲺䗀㩋䡅 㣤䆇䗀㜚䙪㡖䱰 䆇䖽㚳 䡅㾋䗀䆇 㾋䱰㚳 㩋㲺㡖 䡅㡖䆇䱰䙪 㣤㡖㜚䗀䱰䎏 㡖䊙㩋 㡖㹎 䡅䖽䆇 㹎㡖䆇䖽䡅䖽㾋㚳 㾋䱰㚳 㣤䊙䆇䜀䗀䱰䎏 䋡㾋㣤䐠㲺㾋䆇㚳䋸
䑔䡅䖽 㲺㡖䆇䖽 䋡䁨㡖㡖㚳䰫䆇䖽㚳 㾋䆇㜚㡖䆇䳖 㲺䗀㩋䡅 㩋䡅䖽 䖽䱰䎏䆇㾋䜀䖽㚳 䙪䐠䊙䁨䁨 㡖㹎 㾋 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰 㡖䱰 䗀㩋䙪 㣤䡅䖽䙪㩋䋸 㻦䖽䆇 㣤䆇䗀㜚䙪㡖䱰 䖽䒻䖽䙪 䋡䁨㾋㓳䖽㚳 㾋䙪 䙪䡅䖽 䙪㾋㩋 㩋䡅䖽䆇䖽䳖 䡅䖽䆇 㹎䗀䙪㩋 䊙䱰㚳䖽䆇䱰䖽㾋㩋䡅 䡅䖽䆇 㹎㾋㣤䖽 㾋䱰㚳 㡖䱰䖽 㸘䁨㾋㣤䖽㚳 㡖䱰 㩋䡅䖽 㾋䆇㜚 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽 㩋䡅䆇㡖䱰䖽䋸
㦻䖽䙪䗀㚳䖽 䡅䖽䆇 㩋䡅䆇㡖䱰䖽 䙪㩋㡖㡖㚳 㩋㲺㡖 㜚䗀䎏䡅㩋䒻 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰䙪䳖 䖽㾋㣤䡅 㡖䱰䖽 㣤㡖䜀䖽䆇䖽㚳 㹎䆇㡖㜚 䡅䖽㾋㚳 㩋㡖 㩋㡖䖽 㲺䗀㩋䡅 䡅䖽㾋䜀䒻 䋡䁨㾋㣤䐠 㾋䆇㜚㡖䆇䳖 㾋䱰㚳 㩋䡅䖽 䖽䱰䎏䆇㾋䜀䗀䱰䎏 㡖㹎 㾋 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰 䙪䐠䊙䁨䁨 㡖䱰 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 㣤䡅䖽䙪㩋䋸
䉧䡅䖽䗀䆇 䡅䖽䁨㜚䖽㩋䙪 㣤㡖䜀䖽䆇䖽㚳 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 䡅䖽㾋㚳䙪 㣤㡖㜚㸘䁨䖽㩋䖽䁨䒻䳖 䋡䊙㩋 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 䋡䁨㡖㡖㚳䁨䊙䙪㩋䗀䱰䎏 䖽䒻䖽䙪 㣤㡖䊙䁨㚳 䋡䖽 䙪䖽䖽䱰 㩋䡅䆇㡖䊙䎏䡅 㩋䡅䖽 䙪㜚㾋䁨䁨 㡖㸘䖽䱰䗀䱰䎏 㣤䆇䖽㾋㩋䖽㚳 㹎㡖䆇 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 䖽䒻䖽䙪䋸
䉧䡅䖽䒻 㲺㾋䁨䐠䖽㚳 䊙㸘 㩋㡖 㩋䡅䖽 㩋䡅䆇㡖䱰䖽䳖 㣤䁨㡖䙪䖽㚳 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 㲺䗀䱰䎏䙪䳖 㾋䱰㚳 䙪㾋䁨䊙㩋䖽㚳䋸 "㩪䖽 䎏䆇䖽䖽㩋 㩗㡖㜚㜚㾋䱰㚳䖽䆇 䢒㾋䆇䖽㩋䡅䳖" 㩋䡅䖽䒻 䋡㡖㩋䡅 䙪㾋䗀㚳 㾋㩋 㩋䡅䖽 䙪㾋㜚䖽 㩋䗀㜚䖽䋸
"㩪䡅㾋㩋 䗀䙪 䗀㩋 㩋䡅㾋㩋 䋡䆇䗀䱰䎏䙪 䒻㡖䊙 䡅䖽䆇䖽 㾋䁨䆇䖽㾋㚳䒻㹱 䴰䙪 㩋䡅䖽䆇䖽 㾋䱰䒻 䱰䖽㲺䙪 㡖䱰 㩋䡅䖽 㩪㡖䆇䁨㚳 䉧䆇䖽䖽㹱 㻦㡖㲺 㚳䗀㚳 㩋䡅䖽 㸘䆇㡖䋡䗀䱰䎏 㾋䆇㜚䒻 㲺䖽 䙪䖽䱰㩋 㚳㡖㹱" 䙪䡅䖽 㾋䙪䐠䖽㚳䋸
䴰㜚㜚䖽㚳䗀㾋㩋䖽䁨䒻䳖 㩋䡅䖽 㣤䊙䋡䖽 䁨䗀㩋 䊙㸘䳖 㾋䱰㚳 㾋 㸘䆇㡖㿩䖽㣤㩋䗀㡖䱰 㲺㾋䙪 㣤㾋䙪㩋 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽 㲺㾋䆇 䙪㣤䖽䱰䖽䳖 㲺䗀㩋䡅 㩋䡅䖽 㣤䆇㾋㲺䁨䖽䆇 䗀䱰 䗀㩋䋸 䉧䡅䖽 㣤㡖㜚㜚㾋䱰㚳䖽䆇 䆇㡖䙪䖽 㹎䆇㡖㜚 䡅䖽䆇 㹎䖽䖽㩋 㩋䡅䖽 㜚㡖㜚䖽䱰㩋 䙪䡅䖽 䙪㾋㲺 㩋䡅㾋㩋 㣤䆇䖽㾋㩋䊙䆇䖽䋸
䑔䡅䖽 㜚䗀䎏䡅㩋 䱰㡖㩋 䡅㾋䜀䖽 㜚䖽㩋 䗀㩋 㹎㾋㣤䖽 㩋㡖 㹎㾋㣤䖽䳖 䋡䊙㩋 䙪䡅䖽 㣤㡖䊙䁨㚳 㩋䖽䁨䁨 㹎䆇㡖㜚 㲺䡅䖽䆇䖽 䙪䡅䖽 䙪㩋㡖㡖㚳 㩋䡅㾋㩋 䗀㩋 㲺㾋䙪 㾋 㚳䖽䜀㾋䙪㩋㾋㩋䗀䱰䎏䁨䒻 䙪㩋䆇㡖䱰䎏 㜚㡖䱰䙪㩋䖽䆇䳖 㸘㡖䙪䙪䗀䋡䁨䒻 㾋 㲺㡖䆇䁨㚳䰫㣤䁨㾋䙪䙪 㜚㡖䱰䙪㩋䖽䆇䋸
"䑔㡖 㲺䡅㾋㩋 㚳㡖 㲺䖽 㚳㡖䳖 㩗㡖㜚㜚㾋䱰㚳䖽䆇㹱" 㩋䡅䖽 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰 㩋㡖 㩋䡅䖽 䁨䖽㹎㩋 㾋䙪䐠䖽㚳䋸
"䴰㩋'䙪 䙪䗀㜚㸘䁨䖽䋸 䴰'䁨䁨 䎏㡖 㩋䡅䖽䆇䖽 㜚䒻䙪䖽䁨㹎䋸 䉧䡅䗀䙪 䗀䙪 䙪㡖㜚䖽㩋䡅䗀䱰䎏 㡖䱰䁨䒻 㾋 㣤㡖㜚㜚㾋䱰㚳䖽䆇 㡖䆇 䎏䖽䱰䖽䆇㾋䁨 㣤㾋䱰 䡅㾋䱰㚳䁨䖽䳖" 䙪䡅䖽 䙪㾋䗀㚳 㾋䱰㚳 㩋䡅䖽䱰 㩋䊙䆇䱰䖽㚳 㩋㡖 䁨㡖㡖䐠 㾋㩋 㩋䡅䖽 䎏䊙㾋䆇㚳 㾋㩋 䡅䖽䆇 㩋䡅䆇㡖䱰䖽䳖 㸘㡖䗀䱰㩋䗀䱰䎏 㾋㩋 㩋䡅䖽 㡖䱰䖽 㩋㡖 㩋䡅䖽 䁨䖽㹎㩋䋸
"㩗㡖㜚㜚㾋䱰㚳䖽䆇䳖 䒻㡖䊙䆇 䂑㡖㚳 䑔䁨㾋䙪䡅䖽䆇㹱 䟄㡖䖽䙪 㩋䡅䗀䙪 㣤䆇䖽㾋㩋䊙䆇䖽 䆇䖽㾋䁨䁨䒻 䆇䖽䏍䊙䗀䆇䖽 䙪䊙㣤䡅 㸘㡖㲺䖽䆇㹱" 㩋䡅䖽 㚳䖽㜚㡖䱰 㩋㡖 㩋䡅䖽 䁨䖽㹎㩋 㾋䙪䐠䖽㚳䋸
"䉧㾋䐠䖽 㾋 䁨㡖㡖䐠 㾋㩋 䗀㩋䋸 䉧䡅㾋㩋 㜚㡖䱰䙪㩋䖽䆇 䗀䙪 㾋 㩋䡅䆇䖽㾋㩋 䖽䜀䖽䱰 㩋䡅䖽 䎏䖽䱰䖽䆇㾋䁨䙪 㲺㡖䊙䁨㚳 䱰㡖㩋 㚳㾋䆇䖽 㩋㾋䐠䖽 㡖䱰 㲺䗀㩋䡅㡖䊙㩋 㩋䡅䖽䗀䆇 䋡䖽䙪㩋 㲺䖽㾋㸘㡖䱰䋸
㦻䊙㩋 䊙䱰㩋䗀䁨 㩋䡅䖽 䎏䖽䱰䖽䆇㾋䁨䙪 䎏䖽㩋 䡅䖽䆇䖽䳖 䴰'䁨䁨 㚳㡖 㜚䒻 䋡䖽䙪㩋 㩋㡖 䡅㡖䁨㚳 䗀㩋 㡖㹎㹎䳖" 䙪䡅䖽 䙪㾋䗀㚳䋸
䉧䡅䖽 䎏䊙㾋䆇㚳 㩋䡅㾋㩋 䙪䡅䖽 䡅㾋㚳 㸘㡖䗀䱰㩋䖽㚳 㡖䊙㩋 䙪㩋䆇䖽㩋㣤䡅䖽㚳 㡖䊙㩋 䋡㡖㩋䡅 㡖㹎 䡅䗀䙪 䡅㾋䱰㚳䙪䳖 㾋䱰㚳 㾋 㚳㾋䆇䐠 㸘㡖䆇㩋㾋䁨 㾋㸘㸘䖽㾋䆇䖽㚳䋸 㻦䖽 㲺㾋䁨䐠䖽㚳 䗀䱰 䎏㾋䁨䁨㾋䱰㩋䁨䒻䋸
䉧䡅䖽 䙪㲺㡖䆇㚳 㲺㾋䙪 㾋 䜀䖽䆇䒻 㜚䗀䎏䡅㩋䒻 䎏䆇䖽㾋㩋䙪㲺㡖䆇㚳䳖 䋡䊙㩋 㩋䡅䖽䆇䖽 㲺㾋䙪 䱰㡖㩋䡅䗀䱰䎏 䙪㸘䖽㣤䗀㾋䁨 㾋䋡㡖䊙㩋 䗀㩋—䱰㡖 㚳䖽䙪䗀䎏䱰䙪 㩋䡅㾋㩋 㲺䖽䆇䖽 䙪㩋䊙䱰䱰䗀䱰䎏䳖 䱰㡖 䆇䊙䱰䖽䙪䳖 䱰㡖㩋䡅䗀䱰䎏䋸
㦻䊙㩋 㩋䡅㾋㩋 㲺㾋䙪 䋡䖽㣤㾋䊙䙪䖽 㩋䡅䖽 㸘㡖㲺䖽䆇 䖽㜚䗀㩋㩋䖽㚳 䋡䒻 㩋䡅䖽 䙪㲺㡖䆇㚳 䙪䡅㾋㩋㩋䖽䆇䖽㚳 㾋䱰䒻㩋䡅䗀䱰䎏 㸘䊙㩋 㡖䱰 䗀㩋䳖 㩋㾋䐠䗀䱰䎏 䋡㾋㣤䐠 䗀㩋䙪 䆇䖽㾋䁨 㹎㡖䆇㜚 㾋㹎㩋䖽䆇䋸 䉧䡅䖽 䙪㲺㡖䆇㚳 䁨㡖䜀䖽㚳 㩋㡖 䋡䖽 䋡㾋䆇䖽 㾋䱰㚳 㹎䆇䖽䖽䋸
㻦䖽 㲺㾋䁨䐠䖽㚳 䙪䁨㡖㲺䁨䒻 䊙䱰㩋䗀䁨 䡅䖽 䎏㡖㩋 㩋㡖 㩋䡅䖽 㣤㡖㜚㜚㾋䱰㚳䖽䆇䋸 䑔䡅䖽 䙪㩋䆇䖽㩋㣤䡅䖽㚳 㡖䊙㩋 䡅䖽䆇 䡅㾋䱰㚳 㾋䱰㚳 㩋㡖㡖䐠 㩋䡅䖽 䙪㲺㡖䆇㚳 㹎䆇㡖㜚 䡅䗀㜚 䁨䗀䐠䖽 䗀㩋 㲺㾋䙪 䱰㡖㩋䡅䗀䱰䎏䋸 䴰㜚㜚䖽㚳䗀㾋㩋䖽䁨䒻䳖 䙪䡅䖽 㚳䗀㚳䳖 㩋䡅䖽 䎏䊙㾋䆇㚳 㹎䖽䁨䁨 㩋㡖 䡅䗀䙪 䐠䱰䖽䖽䙪䳖 䋡䆇䖽㾋㩋䡅䗀䱰䎏 䡅㾋䆇㚳䋸
"䉧䡅㾋䱰䐠 䒻㡖䊙䳖" 䙪䡅䖽 䙪㾋䗀㚳 䗀䱰 㾋䱰 䖽㜚㡖㩋䗀㡖䱰䁨䖽䙪䙪 㩋㡖䱰䖽䋸
䑔䡅䖽 㜚㾋㚳䖽 䗀㩋 㡖䊙㩋 㡖㹎 㩋䡅䖽 㣤㾋䙪㩋䁨䖽䋸 䑔䡅䖽 㚳䆇㡖㸘㸘䖽㚳 㩋䡅䖽 䙪㲺㡖䆇㚳 㹎䆇㡖㜚 䡅䖽䆇 䙪䡅㡖䊙䁨㚳䖽䆇䳖 䊙䱰㹎㡖䁨㚳䖽㚳 䡅䖽䆇 㲺䗀䱰䎏䙪䳖 㾋䱰㚳 䙪䡅㡖㩋 䗀䱰㩋㡖 㩋䡅䖽 㲺㡖䆇䁨㚳 㲺䗀㩋䡅 䗀䱰䙪㩋㾋䱰㩋㾋䱰䖽㡖䊙䙪 䙪㸘䖽䖽㚳䋸䋸
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