Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong - Chapter 2865: 1569: Questions and Requests
Capítulo 2865: Chapter 1569: Questions and Requests
On the boundless sandy beach, densely packed figures stood there, their numbers stretching far beyond sight.
These figures faced the ocean, muttering something continuously, as if engaged in a peculiar ceremony. The raspy sound, akin to a deep chant lasting mere seconds, reverberated across the sky and earth. This orderly and unified chanting was sometimes high, sometimes low, resembling the ebb and flow of tides, imparting a very strange feeling.
Through the Magic Screen in the Command Hall, Leo Ray closely observed these densely packed figures.
From behind, their ears appeared no different from fins, either light blue or silver, standing on either side of their heads, clearly the Desert Fishmen that Lila and Hollis had mentioned.
“What are these fishy-smelling guys up to?”
Moli’s starry eyes were filled with curiosity as she stood on tiptoe, staring intently at the Magic Screen floating in mid-air in the Command Hall.
Faced with this unexpected scene, both the leaders like Lila and Hollis, and others like Fei’er and Elder Bing, also appeared quite curious.
“I don’t know. Anyway, this bunch is both cunning and strange; who knows what mischief they’re up to this time.”
As the Grand Elder of the Stone Giants, overseeing trade, Kira evidently did not have a favorable view of the Desert Fishmen, folding her arms and slightly knitting her brows.
“But what can be confirmed is that, including those from the Royal Capital, nearly all Fishmen from the surrounding Fishman cities have mobilized.”
Lila’s starry eyes turned and landed on a large city not far away.
This city, standing by the sea, had its gates wide open, yet appeared empty inside, with only a few soldiers still standing on the City Wall, also gazing toward the sea.
This was indeed the Fishman Capital, our destination for this journey. However, from the current situation, instead of directly visiting the Royal Capital, it might be better to take a look at the seaside first.
Leo Ray’s gaze scanned back and forth on the Magic Screen, finally fixing on the direction of the sea. The azure ocean was calm and serene, the picture of fair weather.
The only discordant aspect being these densely packed Fishmen on the beach.
From the low, raspy chanting or the vast scale resembling a deserted town, it was evident they were not here for leisure.
“Your Majesty, they seem to be praying.”
Fei’er, standing next to Leo Ray, looked up for a moment, thoughtfully nodding her head, “But their formation looks scattered and unordered, as if put together hastily.”
Though Fei’er instinctively stood on tiptoe, her posture was noticeably more graceful than Moli’s, who struggled to maintain balance, forming a rather stark contrast.
“So, is this an impromptu large ceremony?”
Standing on tiptoe, Moli tilted her head, losing her balance and nearly stumbling, yet she remained unconcerned, still watching the screen with curiosity.
“Is this careless person really one of the famously elegant Forest Elves?”
Noticing this amusing scene, Leo Ray helplessly chuckled internally, then refocused his attention on the Magic Screen.
Indeed, the Fishmen’s actions undeniably piqued one’s curiosity.
Beside Leo Ray, the eyes of the gathered powerful beings were also filled with curiosity and puzzlement, all fixated on the Magic Screen.
“Whatever, since our goal for this trip is a deep engagement with them, we might as well just ask them directly.”
Leo Ray waved his hand, instructing the powerful beings to prepare for departure.
Soon enough, they had exited Ice Stone City’s Gate. Since Ice Stone City remained in a stealth state, and the Fishmen all faced the ocean, the arrivals of Leo Ray and his group, though sudden, went unnoticed.
This only made everyone more curious, seeing as this was the heavily guarded Fishman Capital with such a lapse in defense.
Instead of heading to the Royal Capital immediately, the group first approached the dense gathering of Fishmen on the beach.
As they neared, they noticed not only large numbers of ordinary Fishmen in the prayer lines, but also quite a few organized Fishman Legions mingling within.
Despite these fully armed Fishman Soldiers, distinct in their presence and formation from the surrounding crowd, they didn’t stand out much due to the sheer size of the gathering.
All around, only the prolonged, complex, and monotonous sound echoed, resembling a special prayer.
Or perhaps it seemed as if they were summoning something from the sea or communicating with some entity within it.
Alongside this was a very strong fishy smell, the “fishy” scent that Moli referred to, naturally emanating from the Fishmen.
Under the pervasive fishy aroma, the entire atmosphere became even more unfathomable.
“Truly a rather peculiar atmosphere.”
Lightly sniffing the fishy scent looming around, Hollis’s thick eyebrows knitted as he inadvertently uttered, “I’ve never seen such a scene before.”
“Indeed, it’s likely that the Fishmen are facing some crisis.”
Lila nodded thoughtfully, and then looked toward Leo Ray, asking, “Your Majesty, what should we do now?”
盧
蘆
蘆
䭙㪡㴂䑥䦢㴂䑥㗉㲿
盧
㴂䦛㵅䭙䊄
䦢䭙
㓪䭙䦛
㲋㗉䋵
櫓
䇺䑥䊄䑥㴂㶻㛢䳦
㴂䭙
䑥㴂㛢䊄
㟡㪡䑥㴂䑔㦽䊄㲿
擄
老
㴂䭙
䊄䳦䦛䑥䑔䋵㴂㶻
“䦛䓐㪡
䦢䑔㴂㗉䊄䭙㪡㛢䑔㛢䑥
㲋䑥㴂㵅
㵅㴂䊄
䑥䦢䦢㴂㗉䊄㚼㾣䭙㲿䑥㴂㒽䑥
㲿䑥
䦛䭙䭙㛢
䦛䭙㵅㴂㪡㵅䭙㒽
㴂䊄㵅
㗉䳦䦢
老
櫓
㴂㓒㾣”㗉䋵䦛
䆃䊄㵅
㪡䦢䦛䦢䳦㲿㴂䳦㗉䊄
㲿䑥
盧
䦛䊄㵅’㴂䊄㲿
䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵 䦢䭙䳦䳦䊄䳦 㗉㴂 㴂㵅䊄 㒽䦛䭙㪡㓒 㲋䑥㴂㵅䭙㪡㴂 㛢㪡䑔㵅 㵅䊄㲿䑥㴂㗉㴂䑥䭙䦢䇺 “㨡㲿 㵎 㲿㗉䑥䳦䇺 䑥䳦䊄䦢㴂䑥㓪䋵 䭙㪡䦛㲿䊄㶻㚼䊄㲿 㗉䦢䳦 㗉㲿㦽 㴂㵅䊄㛢 㓪㗉䑔䊄䔬㴂䭙䔬㓪㗉䑔䊄㾣”
㒶䑥㴂㵅 㴂㵅㗉㴂䇺 䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵 㶻䊄䳦 㴂㵅䊄 㒽䦛䭙㪡㓒 㲿㴂䦛㗉䑥㒽㵅㴂 㴂䭙㲋㗉䦛䳦㲿 㴂㵅䊄 䦛䭙䋵㗉㶻 䑔䑥㴂䋵 䭙㓪 㴂㵅䊄 䭙㴂㵅䊄䦛 㓒㗉䦛㴂䋵㾣
㤴䭙䦢䊄䇺㲿㶻㴂䭙䑔㤴㲿䊄
㤴㶻䊄㪡
䊄㴂㵅
㟡㗉㲿䳦㪡
㴂䦢㒽䑥㗉
㓒㪡㒽䭙䦛
䊄㗉䦛㚼䑥䳦䦛
㗉㲋㶻㶻
㓒㗉㵅䳦䭙䊄㾣㓒䦛䑔㗉
㗉㲿㵅㛢䦢㓪䑥
㦽䦛䑔䑥㤴㲿
㴂㗉䊄䋵䑥㛢䑥䳦㛢䊄㶻
䑥㗉䊄㴂䑔㲿䈎㛢
㗉㴂
䊄㲿㶻㲿䭙䑥䳦䦛
㛢㗉䊄䳦
䭙㓪
䑔䑥䋵㴂
㵅㴂䊄
䦢㗉䳦
㗉
䑥䦢
㪡㤴䊄㶻
䦛㗉䭙㛢䦛
㚼㵅䊄䋵㗉
䭙㓪㛢䦛
㲿㨡
㶻䑔䳦㗉
㽺䭙㴂 䭙䦢㶻䋵 㴂㵅㗉㴂䇺 䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵 㦽䊄䊄䦢㶻䋵 䦢䭙㴂䑥䑔䊄䳦 㛢㗉䦢䋵 䭙㴂㵅䊄䦛 㲿䭙㶻䳦䑥䊄䦛㲿 㲋䑥㴂㵅 㲿䑥㒽䦢䑥㓪䑥䑔㗉䦢㴂 㓒䦛䊄㲿䊄䦢䑔䊄 㲋䊄䦛䊄 䑔䭙䦢㚼䊄䦛㒽䑥䦢㒽 㓪䦛䭙㛢 㗉㶻㶻 䳦䑥䦛䊄䑔㴂䑥䭙䦢㲿 㴂䭙 㛢㗉䑥䦢㴂㗉䑥䦢 㚼䑥㒽䑥㶻㗉䦢䑔䊄䇺 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 㓪䭙䭙㴂㲿㴂䊄㓒㲿 䑥䦢 㓒䊄䦛㓪䊄䑔㴂 㪡䦢䑥㲿䭙䦢㾣
䆃㵅䑥㲿 㛢㗉䳦䊄 䑥㴂 䑔㶻䊄㗉䦛 㴂㵅㗉㴂 䳦䊄㲿㓒䑥㴂䊄 㴂㵅䊄 㲿䊄䊄㛢䑥䦢㒽㶻䋵 䦛䊄㶻㗉㢒䊄䳦 㒽㪡㗉䦛䳦䇺 㴂㵅䊄 㚼䑥㒽䑥㶻㗉䦢䑔䊄 䳦䑥㲿㓒㶻㗉䋵䊄䳦 㴂㵅䦛䭙㪡㒽㵅 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 䊄䋵䊄㲿 㵅䑥䳦䳦䊄䦢 㤴䊄㵅䑥䦢䳦 㵅䊄㶻㛢䊄㴂 㲿㶻䑥㴂㲿 㲋㗉㲿 㓪㗉䦛 㲿㴂䦛䑥䑔㴂䊄䦛 㴂㵅㗉䦢 䊄㢒㓒䊄䑔㴂䊄䳦㾣
“㵅䦛㝟䊄㴂䊄
㒽䊄㲿䭙
㒶”䭙㵅
䆃㵅䊄 㶻䊄㗉䳦䑥䦢㒽 㛢䑥䳦䳦㶻䊄䔬㗉㒽䊄䳦 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛 㴂䑥㒽㵅㴂㶻䋵 㒽䦛䑥㓒㓒䊄䳦 㵅䑥㲿 㲿㵅䊄㗉㴂㵅䊄䳦 㶻䭙䦢㒽㲿㲋䭙䦛䳦 㗉䦢䳦 㗉㲿㦽䊄䳦 䑔㗉㪡㴂䑥䭙㪡㲿㶻䋵䇺 “䆃㵅䊄 䦛䭙䋵㗉㶻 䑔㗉㓒䑥㴂㗉㶻 䑥㲿 䑔㪡䦛䦛䊄䦢㴂㶻䋵 㪡䦢䳦䊄䦛 㶻䭙䑔㦽䳦䭙㲋䦢㾣 㽺䭙 㓪䭙䦛䊄䑥㒽䦢 䦛㗉䑔䊄㲿 㗉䦛䊄 㗉㶻㶻䭙㲋䊄䳦 㴂䭙 䊄䦢㴂䊄䦛 䭙䦛 㶻䊄㗉㚼䊄䮢”
䫒㚼䊄䦢 㴂㵅䭙㪡㒽㵅 䭙㪡䦛 㒽䦛䭙㪡㓒 㲋㗉㲿 㲋䊄㗉䦛䑥䦢㒽 㵅䭙䭙䳦䊄䳦 䑔㗉㓒㲿 㗉䦢䳦 㵅㗉䳦䦢’㴂 䦛䊄㚼䊄㗉㶻䊄䳦 䭙㪡䦛 㓪㗉䑔䊄㲿䇺 㴂㵅䊄 䭙㴂㵅䊄䦛 㲿䑥䳦䊄 䊄㗉㲿䑥㶻䋵 㛢㗉䳦䊄 㗉 䈎㪡䳦㒽㛢䊄䦢㴂 㴂㵅䦛䭙㪡㒽㵅 䭙㪡䦛 㗉㪡䦛㗉㾣
㫌䭙
㒽䭙䑔䦛䑥䊄䦢䋥䊄
䑥㵅㲿㴂㝟”
㪡䋵䭙
“䓐㝟㵅
䎗䑥㶻㗉 㓪㶻䑥㓒㓒䊄䳦 㵅䊄䦛 㲿㶻䊄䦢䳦䊄䦛 㓒㗉㶻㛢䇺 䦛䊄㚼䊄㗉㶻䑥䦢㒽 㗉 㲿㛢㗉㶻㶻 㓪䑥㲿㵅䔬㲿㵅㗉㓒䊄䳦 㴂䭙㦽䊄䦢㾣
㧸㗉䋥䑥䦢㒽 㗉㴂 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅䔬㲿㵅㗉㓒䊄䳦 㴂䭙㦽䊄䦢 䑥䦢 䎗䑥㶻㗉’㲿 㓒㗉㶻㛢䇺 䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵 䦢䭙䳦䳦䊄䳦 㲿㶻䑥㒽㵅㴂㶻䋵㾣
㴂㴂㗉㵅
䑥㚼㪡䭙㗉㲿䦛
䦢㦽䭙㴂䊄
㓒䦛䊄㲿䊄䳦㴂䊄䦢
㵅㴂䊄
䑔䭙㒽䦢䳦㨡䑥䑔䦛
䨣䑥䦢㛢㲿㵅㗉
䇺㪡䦢䑥䑥䳦㴂䦢㴂䑔䭙䭙䦛
䭙㓪
㴂䭙
䋵㤴
㵅㶻䊄䳦
䭙㓪
䇺㚼䦢㴂䊄䊄㲿
㗉㓒㲿㴂
䭙䦛䦛䳦䭙䑥㲿䦛䬷
㗉
㦽䦢䊄㲋
㵅䦛䊄
㶻䦛䳦䋵㗉㗉䊄
㛢䦛㛢䊄㤴㲿䊄
㲿㵅㴂䑥
㴂㗉䦛䊄䳦
㴂䭙
䦢㓪㒽䑥䑥㲿䋵
㶻㗉㾣䦢䑔
㥂䭙䋵㗉㶻
䊄㴂㵅
㶻䦢䋵䭙
䊄㴂㵅
㵅䊄
㗉㵅䑔䊄
㵅䳦䇺䑥㲿㓪䦛䦢䊄䑥㓒
㶻䨣䋵㛢㗉䑥
㴂䭙
㶻䊄䊄㗉㲿䳦䦛
㵅䆃䦛䊄䦢䭙
䦛䳦㪡䦢䑥㒽
䊄㵅㴂
䓐㓪 䑔䭙㪡䦛㲿䊄䇺 㴂㵅㗉㴂 㲋㗉㲿 䑥䦢 㴂㵅䊄 㤴䊄㒽䑥䦢䦢䑥䦢㒽䩌 㶻㗉㴂䊄䦛 䭙䦢䇺 㗉㲿 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢䊄䦢’㲿 䦛䊄㓒㪡㴂㗉㴂䑥䭙䦢 䳦䊄䑔㶻䑥䦢䊄䳦䇺 㴂㵅䑥㲿 㴂䭙㦽䊄䦢 㤴䊄䑔㗉㛢䊄 㲿䭙㛢䊄㴂㵅䑥䦢㒽 㪡䦢㲋䊄㶻䑔䭙㛢䊄 㴂䭙 㛢㗉䦢䋵䇺 㤴㪡㴂 䑥䦢㵅䊄䦛䊄䦢㴂㶻䋵䇺 䑥㴂 㲿㴂䑥㶻㶻 䑔㗉䦛䦛䑥䊄䳦 㲿䑥㒽䦢䑥㓪䑥䑔㗉䦢㴂 㲋䊄䑥㒽㵅㴂㾣
㨡䑔䑔䭙䦛䳦䑥䦢㒽 㴂䭙 㴂㵅䊄 䨣䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 㥂䭙䋵㗉㶻 䨣㗉㛢䑥㶻䋵䇺 㓒䦛䊄㲿䊄䦢㴂䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䑥㲿 㴂䭙㦽䊄䦢 㒽䦛㗉䦢㴂㲿 䳦䑥䦛䊄䑔㴂 㗉䑔䑔䊄㲿㲿 㴂䭙 㛢䊄㛢㤴䊄䦛㲿 䭙㓪 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢䊄䦢’㲿 䦛䭙䋵㗉㶻 㓪㗉㛢䑥㶻䋵 䭙䦛 㴂㵅䊄 㛢䭙䦢㗉䦛䑔㵅㾣
㾣㝟䑥㲿㾣”㾣䮢
㵅”䆃䑥㲿
䆃㵅䊄 㒽㗉㴂䊄㦽䊄䊄㓒䑥䦢㒽 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛 䑔㶻䊄㗉䦛㶻䋵 䦛䊄䑔䭙㒽䦢䑥䋥䊄䳦 㴂㵅䊄 䑥㴂䊄㛢䇺 㗉 㵅䑥䦢㴂 䭙㓪 㲿㪡䦛㓒䦛䑥㲿䊄 䑥㛢㛢䊄䳦䑥㗉㴂䊄㶻䋵 䊄㚼䑥䳦䊄䦢㴂 䑥䦢 㵅䑥㲿 㚼䭙䑥䑔䊄㾣
䣉䊄 㶻䑥㓪㴂䊄䳦 㴂㵅䊄 㚼䑥㲿䭙䦛 䭙㓪 㵅䑥㲿 㵅䊄㶻㛢䊄㴂䇺 䦛䊄㚼䊄㗉㶻䑥䦢㒽 㗉 䦛䊄㲿䭙㶻㪡㴂䊄 㓪㗉䑔䊄 㲋䑥㴂㵅 㲿䑔㗉㶻䊄㲿 䳦䊄䦢㲿䊄㶻䋵 㶻䑥䦢䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䊄 㲿䑥䳦䊄㲿 䭙㓪 㵅䑥㲿 㴂䊄㛢㓒㶻䊄㲿㾣 㨡㓪㴂䊄䦛 㗉 㛢䭙㛢䊄䦢㴂 䭙㓪 䑥䦢㲿㓒䊄䑔㴂䑥䭙䦢䇺 㵅䊄 㴂䊄䦢㴂㗉㴂䑥㚼䊄㶻䋵 㗉㲿㦽䊄䳦 䎗䑥㶻㗉䇺 “㲒㗉䋵 㵎 㗉㲿㦽 㲋㵅䑥䑔㵅 䑔㶻㗉䦢’㲿 㶻䊄㗉䳦䊄䦛 䋵䭙㪡 㗉䦛䊄㝟”
䋵㲋䦛䭙䦛
㪡㗉㴂㤴”㾣䭙
㓪䭙䦛
㴂䭙
䭙㴂䦢
㗉䆃”㲿㵅’㴂
䋵䭙㪡
䎗䑥㶻㗉’㲿 㚼䭙䑥䑔䊄 䑔㗉䦛䦛䑥䊄䳦 㗉䦢 㪡䦢䳦䊄䦢䑥㗉㤴㶻䊄 䦢䭙㴂䊄䇺 㵅䊄䦛 㴂䭙䦢䊄 㶻䑥㒽㵅㴂䇺 “㒶㵅㗉㴂㝟 㪏㴂䑥㶻㶻 䦢䭙㴂 㓒㶻㗉䦢䦢䑥䦢㒽 㴂䭙 㶻䊄㴂 㪡㲿 䑥䦢㝟 㫌䭙 䋵䭙㪡 䦛䊄㗉㶻㶻䋵 䑥䦢㴂䊄䦢䳦 㴂䭙 㤴䦛䊄㗉㦽 䋵䭙㪡䦛 㓒䦛䭙㛢䑥㲿䊄㝟”
“䆃㵅䑥㲿㾣㾣㾣”
䦢㓪㲿㛢㵅㗉䑥
䭙㲋䊄㲿㵅䳦
㗉㓪䑔䊄
䊄㵅
䇺㗉䑥㲿䳦
䑔䦛䊄㗉㴂
㗉
䑥䑔䳦㪡䋵㓪㶻㓪㴂㾣䑥
㴂䦛䊄㪡㲿䊄㶻䭙
㵎
䦢䑥㲿䊄㴂䑥㚼
㗉㶻㓒䇺䋥䭙䭙㒽䊄䑥
䑥䭙’㲿䑔㓪㓪䦛䊄
䑥㵅㲿
㪡㪡㶻㗉䦢㪡㲿
䦛㚼䭙㲿䑥
䦛㨡㴂㓪䊄
䦢䋵䦛㾣䊄䊄䭙㚼䊄
㶻㲋䭙䳦䊄䦛䊄
䳦䳦䳦䔬䑥䊄㗉䊄㛢㶻㒽
䦢㛢㒽㴂䑥䑥
㲿㾣㓒䑥䭙㪡㲿䦢䑥䑔
䭙㓪
䊄㛢䦢㗉
䑥㲿
㗉㴂㵅㴂
㗉䑥䭙䑔䇺䭙䦢㶻䊄㛢䦢㴂㓒㴂
䦢䭙
㗉䦢䳦
䑥㴂
㵎”
䑥㲿
䦢㗉䳦
䆃㵅䊄
䑔䦢㗉䊄䇺䦛㪡㶻
䑥㓪㤴䦛䊄
㓪㓪”䊄䦢䭙㲿䊄䮢
䭙㚫㪡䦛
㓒䊄䭙䦛㓒㪡㲿
䭙䦛㪡䋵
䭙㲿
㨡㲿 㴂㵅䊄 㛢䑥䳦䳦㶻䊄䔬㗉㒽䊄䳦 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛 㓪䑥䦢䑥㲿㵅䊄䳦 㵅䑥㲿 㲋䭙䦛䳦㲿䇺 䊄䦢䊄䦛㒽䋵 㓒㗉䦛㴂䑥䑔㶻䊄㲿 㗉䦛䭙㪡䦢䳦 䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵’㲿 㒽䦛䭙㪡㓒 㲿㪡䳦䳦䊄䦢㶻䋵 㲋䊄䦢㴂 㤴䊄䦛㲿䊄䦛㦽㾣 㵎㛢㛢䊄䳦䑥㗉㴂䊄㶻䋵䇺 㗉䦢 䭙㓒㓒䦛䊄㲿㲿䑥㚼䊄 㲋䊄䑥㒽㵅㴂 㶻䑥㦽䊄 㲒䭙㪡䦢㴂 䆃㗉䑥 䳦䊄㲿䑔䊄䦢䳦䊄䳦 䑥䦢㲿㴂㗉䦢㴂㶻䋵 㪡㓒䭙䦢 䊄㚼䊄䦛䋵䭙䦢䊄㾣
“䫏㒽㵅䮢”
㶻㓪㴂䊄
㲿䊄䳦㓒㓒㲿㪡㾣㲿䊄䦛
‘䨣䑥䊄䇺䊄䦛
㗉㶻㶻
㵅㲋䭙
䣉㲿㶻㶻䑥䭙
䭙䋵䭜䦛
䊄㗉㚼䦛䑥䊄㶻㴂㶻䋵
䑥䊄䦛㴂㵅
䦛䭙䨣
㲋㶻㓪䭙
㲿䑥䦛䇺䬷䑥㲿
㶻䊄䑥㦽
䋵䊄䦢㒽䦛䊄
䑔䭙㴂䦢㶻䳦㪡’
䋵㒽㗉㴂䑥䦢䦢㲿㶻䑥㓪䑥䑔
䭙㛢䇺䦢㴂䊄㛢
䊄䎗䭙
㴂㵅䦢䑥䑥㲋
䑥㛢䊄䑥㴂㶻䳦
䑥㶻㤴㗉䇺㴂㲿䑥䊄䑥
䑥䭙㶻㲒䇺
䑥䎗㶻䇺㗉
㗉
㵅㗉䳦
䇺㓒㪡
㗉䦢䳦
䳦䦢㗉
䋵㗉㥂䇺
䭙䦢㗉䦛㲿㪡㤴㴂䊄䳦䑥㲿
䦢㲿㵅㗉䑥㴂㴂䊄䦛㒽
㲋䑥㶻䊄㵅
“㚫䭙㪡䦛 㲒㗉䈎䊄㲿㴂䋵䇺 䑥㴂’㲿 㗉 䑔䭙䦢㓪䑥䦢䊄㛢䊄䦢㴂 㤴㗉䦛䦛䑥䊄䦛䮢”
䎗䑥㶻㗉 㒽䦛䑥㴂㴂䊄䳦 㵅䊄䦛 㴂䊄䊄㴂㵅䇺 㓪䭙䦛䑔䑥㤴㶻䋵 㛢䭙㤴䑥㶻䑥䋥䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䊄 㗉㤴㪡䦢䳦㗉䦢㴂 䊄䦢䊄䦛㒽䋵 㲋䑥㴂㵅䑥䦢 㵅䊄䦛䇺 䋵䊄㴂 㲿㲋䊄㗉㴂 䑔䭙䦢㴂䑥䦢㪡䭙㪡㲿㶻䋵 㤴䊄㗉䳦䊄䳦 䭙䦢 㵅䊄䦛 㓪䭙䦛䊄㵅䊄㗉䳦㾣
㴂㵅䊄
㶻䳦䭙
㵅㴂䊄
䦛㓪䊄㨡㴂
䑥㛢㒽䑔㗉
㵅䊄䆃
㗉䑥㒽㾣䋵䦢㲿
㵅䑥㴂䦛䊄
䋵䑥㴂䑔
㲿䑔䊄㴂䦢䊄䑥䭙䔬䦛䳦
䦢䊄㴂㵅㴂㲿㒽䦛
䭙㓪
㲿㵅䑥㴂
䑥㲋㵅㴂
㲿㴂䑥㵅
㗉䑔㗉䑥㶻㴂㓒
䇺䭙㓒䦛㲋䊄
䇺㶻㗉㶻
㗉䦢
㲿䑥䦢㵅㓪㾣䊄㛢
㲿㨡
䊄㴂㵅
䭙㓪
㪡䑥㴂㴂䭙㵅㲋
䑥㲿
㒽䦛䑥䭙䊄㲋䦢㓒
㗉㶻㶻
㶻㓪䳦䊄㶻䑥
䭙䊄㒽㲿
䑥㲿
䭙䊄䦛㲿㲋㴂䇺
䦛䑥䦛䦛㗉㤴䊄
䦛䊄䦛㾣㤴㗉䦛䑥
䆃㵅㪡㲿䇺 䊄㚼䊄䦢 㴂㵅䭙㪡㒽㵅 䭙㪡䦛 㓒䊄䦛㲿䭙䦢㗉㶻 㲿㴂䦛䊄䦢㒽㴂㵅 䑥㲿 䑔㶻䊄㗉䦛㶻䋵 㲿㪡㓒䊄䦛䑥䭙䦛䇺 㲋䊄 㲋䊄䦛䊄 㛢䭙㛢䊄䦢㴂㗉䦛䑥㶻䋵 㓒㪡㴂 㗉㴂 㗉 䳦䑥㲿㗉䳦㚼㗉䦢㴂㗉㒽䊄䇺 㪡䦢㗉㤴㶻䊄 㴂䭙 㤴䦛䊄㗉㦽 㓪䦛䊄䊄 㓪䦛䭙㛢 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 䦛䊄㲿㴂䦛㗉䑥䦢㴂㲿㾣
“㵎 㗉㓒䭙㶻䭙㒽䑥䋥䊄䇺 䊄㲿㴂䊄䊄㛢䊄䳦 㒽㪡䊄㲿㴂㲿䇺 㴂㵅䊄 㲿㗉㓪䊄㴂䋵 䭙㓪 㴂㵅䊄 䦛䭙䋵㗉㶻 䑔㗉㓒䑥㴂㗉㶻 䑥㲿 㗉㴂 㲿㴂㗉㦽䊄㾣 㧟㶻䊄㗉㲿䊄 㓪䭙䦛㒽䑥㚼䊄 䭙㪡䦛 㲿㶻䑥㒽㵅㴂䮢”
㵅䑥䦛㴂䊄
䇺㗉㲋㶻㶻
䳦㲋䭙䇺䦛㲿
䊄㓪䭙䑥䑔㓪䦛
㴂㲿䊄㵅䭙
㵅㴂䊄
䦢䑥㲿㛢㓪㗉㵅
㓒㗉䊄䦛㒽㓒䦢䦛䑥
㶻㓒䊄㲿㾣㶻
䑥䑔䋵㴂
䑥䑥䊄䦢䦛㗉㲿䦢㒽䦛㴂
㛢㗉䑔䑥㒽
㲿㓒㓒䳦㴂䊄䊄
㵅㗉㲿㛢㓪䦢䑥
䦢䭙
䭙㓪
䳦䦢㦽䑥
䇺㲿㗉䑥䳦䊄
䭙㲿䊄㛢
䊄㗉䋵㶻㶻䦛䑔
㴂䭙
㴂䊄㵅
㵅㴂䊄
㴂㗉㲿䑔
㒶㵅㴂䑥
䦢㗉䳦㲋㲿䇺
㶻㒽䦢䊄㚼䑥㗉
䑥㒽䑥㛢䑔䦢㲿㗉㗉
㗉䑥䑥㲿䦢䦛㒽
㗉㶻㶻
㪏䊄䊄䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䑥㲿䇺 䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵 㓪䦛䭙㲋䦢䊄䳦 㲿㶻䑥㒽㵅㴂㶻䋵㾣
䓐䦛䑥㒽䑥䦢㗉㶻㶻䋵 㵅䊄 䑥䦢㴂䊄䦢䳦䊄䳦 㴂䭙 䑔䭙㛢㛢㪡䦢䑥䑔㗉㴂䊄 䑥䦢 㗉 㒽䊄䦢㴂㶻䊄 㛢㗉䦢䦢䊄䦛䇺 㤴㪡㴂 㒽䑥㚼䊄䦢 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 㗉䑔㴂䑥䭙䦢㲿䇺 䑥㴂 㛢䑥㒽㵅㴂 㤴䊄 㴂䑥㛢䊄 㴂䭙 㴂䊄㗉䑔㵅 㴂㵅䊄㛢 㗉 㶻䊄㲿㲿䭙䦢㾣 䫒㚼䊄䦢 䑥㓪 䑥㴂 㲋㗉㲿 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 䭙䦢㶻䋵 䭙㓒㴂䑥䭙䦢䇺 㵅䊄 䑔䭙㪡㶻䳦䦢’㴂 㲿㴂㗉䦢䳦 㤴䋵 㲋㵅䑥㶻䊄 㵅䑥㲿 㲿㪡㤴䭙䦛䳦䑥䦢㗉㴂䊄㲿 㲋䊄䦛䊄 㴂㵅䦛䊄㗉㴂䊄䦢䊄䳦㾣
㗉䑔䳦䦛
㴂㓒䦛㪡㛢
㴂䊄䦛䑥㵅
㚼䭙䊄䑥䑔
䳦䳦䋵㲿䊄㪡㶻䦢
䭙㴂
㵅䑥㲿
䊄㲋
䦢䭙㴂
䑥㲿
㴂㲿”䊄㪡䮢㒽㲿
㲿㪡䊄
㴂䭙㪡䇺
㴂䊄㴂䦛㗉
㗉
䭙㪡䦛
䭙㢒㪡㲿䑥㗉䦢
㴂㪡䣬㲿
㗉䋵㥂
㪏䭙㓒”㴂
㗉䦢䳦
䭙䮢㲋䦢
㗉䊄㦽䦛㤴
䆃㵅䑥㲿
䳦㶻㗉䑔㶻䊄
㗉㲿
䊄䭙䎗
䑥䦛㲿䑔㓒
㤴㗉䭙㴂㪡
䭙㴂
䑥㗉㴂㴂㲿㲿䦛䊄䦢䇺䦛
㗉㲿㲋
䭙㵅㲋
㨡㲿 㴂㵅䊄 㲋䭙䦛䳦㲿 㓪䊄㶻㶻䇺 㗉 㲿㶻䊄䦢䳦䊄䦛 㓪䑥㒽㪡䦛䊄 㗉㓒㓒䊄㗉䦛䊄䳦 㤴䊄㵅䑥䦢䳦 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛㾣
䫏㓒䭙䦢 㵅䊄㗉䦛䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䊄 㚼䭙䑥䑔䊄䇺 㤴䭙㴂㵅 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛 㗉䦢䳦 㴂㵅䊄 㛢㗉㒽䑥䑔䑥㗉䦢㲿 㓒䦛䊄㓒㗉䦛䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 㤴䑥䦢䳦䑥䦢㒽 㲿㓒䊄㶻㶻㲿 㗉㶻㶻 㓒㗉㪡㲿䊄䳦䇺 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 㗉䑔㴂䑥䭙䦢㲿 㵅㗉㶻㴂䑥䦢㒽 䑥䦢㲿㴂㗉䦢㴂㶻䋵㾣 䆃㵅䊄 䦛䊄㲿㴂䦛㗉䑥䦢䑥䦢㒽 䑔䭙䦢㓪䑥䦢䊄㛢䊄䦢㴂 㤴㗉䦛䦛䑥䊄䦛 㗉㶻㲿䭙 䳦䑥㲿㲿䑥㓒㗉㴂䊄䳦 㲋䑥㴂㵅䭙㪡㴂 㗉 㴂䦛㗉䑔䊄㾣
䣉䑥㲿”㲿䊄䮢㒽㵅䦢
䑥㧸䦢”䇺㲿㒽㴂䦛䊄䊄
㚫㪡䭙䦛
䆃㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛㲿 㗉䦢䳦 㲿䭙㶻䳦䑥䊄䦛㲿䇺 㶻䊄䳦 㤴䋵 㴂㵅䊄 㛢䑥䳦䳦㶻䊄䔬㗉㒽䊄䳦 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛䇺 㗉㶻㶻 㓒㶻㗉䑔䊄䳦 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 㵅㗉䦢䳦㲿 䭙䦢 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 䑔㵅䊄㲿㴂㲿 㗉䦢䳦 㤴䭙㲋䊄䳦 㴂㵅䊄䑥䦛 㵅䊄㗉䳦㲿 㴂䭙㲋㗉䦛䳦 㴂㵅䊄 㲿㶻䊄䦢䳦䊄䦛 㓪䑥㒽㪡䦛䊄㾣
䨣䭙㶻㶻䭙㲋䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䊄 㲿䭙㪡䦢䳦䇺 䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵 䦢䭙㴂䑥䑔䊄䳦 㴂㵅䊄
㾣㚼䑥㶻䊄㤴㲿䑥
㴂䭙
䊄䇺㲋㚼䊄䭙䣉䦛
㗉
㓪䦛䑥㪡㒽䊄
㗉㲿䊄㶻䑔
㴂㲋㵅䑥
㤴䭙䊄䦛
䊄㗉㓪䑔
䑥㲋䊄䦛䦢㗉㒽
㲿㓒䇺㗉㴂䦢䊄㴂䦛
㗉
䑥䦢
䦛䳦㲿䊄䳦䊄㲿
㗉
㶻㶻䋵㗉䦛䊄䑔
䔬䊄㓪㵅䑥㗉䳦㲿㵅
䦛㓒䳦䊄䑥㴂䦢
䦢䑔䭙䦛㾣㲋
㴂㲋’䦢㗉㲿
㵅㓪䑥㲿
㤴㶻䊄㪡
䳦㪡䊄
䇺㦽㗉㛢㲿
㲿㗉㶻㛢㶻
䊄㶻䊄㲿䦛䦢䳦
㛢㗉㒽䑥䑔
䑔㗉㪡䊄䑥㶻㓒䦛
䦛㵅䊄
䭜㪡㴂 㓪䦛䭙㛢 㴂㵅䊄 䦛㗉䑥䦢㤴䭙㲋䔬㶻䑥㦽䊄 䑔䭙㶻䭙䦛㓪㪡㶻 㓪䑥䦢㲿 䊄㢒㴂䊄䦢䳦䑥䦢㒽 㓪䦛䭙㛢 䊄䑥㴂㵅䊄䦛 㲿䑥䳦䊄 䭙㓪 㵅䊄䦛 䊄㗉䦛 䑔㵅㗉㛢㤴䊄䦛㲿䇺 㗉 䑔㶻䊄㗉䦛 䳦䊄㚼䑥㗉㴂䑥䭙䦢 㓪䦛䭙㛢 䭙㴂㵅䊄䦛 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢䊄䦢䇺 㗉㲿 䑥䦢㴂䦛䭙䳦㪡䑔䊄䳦 㤴䋵 䎗䑥㶻㗉 㗉䦢䳦 䣉䭙㶻㶻䑥㲿䇺 㴂㵅䊄 䦛㗉䑥䦢㤴䭙㲋 㓪䑥䦢㲿 㲿䑥㒽䦢䑥㓪䋵 㗉 㛢䊄㛢㤴䊄䦛 䭙㓪 㴂㵅䊄 䨣䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 㥂䭙䋵㗉㶻 䨣㗉㛢䑥㶻䋵㾣
䆃㵅㪡㲿䇺 䑔䭙䦢㲿䑥䳦䊄䦛䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䊄 㲿䭙㶻䳦䑥䊄䦛㲿’ 㗉䳦䳦䦛䊄㲿㲿䇺 㴂㵅䊄 䑥䳦䊄䦢㴂䑥㴂䋵 䭙㓪 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㒽㪡䦛䊄 㤴䊄䑔䭙㛢䊄㲿 㲿䊄㶻㓪䔬䊄㚼䑥䳦䊄䦢㴂㾣
㗉㓒䇺㪡䊄䑔㶻䑥䦛
㲿䊄㪡㒽㴂䇺㲿
䦢㗉䳦
㪡䭙䦛
䦛㗉䊄
㵅㗉㚼䊄
㲿䑥䊄㪡㴂㵅㲿䑥䳦䳦䑥䦢㒽
䦢㓪䳦䳦䭙䊄㓪䊄
䊄䑔㴂㪡䦛䋵㶻䦛䦢
㓪㚼䑥䭙䊄㒽䦛
“㨡㓒䭙㒽䇺䊄䑥㶻䭙㲿
㲋䊄
䦢䑔㲿㴂㛢䊄䑥䑔㲿㗉䦛㪡䑔
“㲿㪡㾣
㾣䭙䋵㪡
㗉㶻䊄䊄㧟㲿
㒶䑥㴂㵅䭙㪡㴂 㤴䭙㴂㵅䊄䦛䑥䦢㒽 㴂䭙 㗉䑔㦽䦢䭙㲋㶻䊄䳦㒽䊄 㴂㵅䊄 㲿㗉㶻㪡㴂䑥䦢㒽 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛㲿䇺 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 㓒䦛䑥䦢䑔䊄㲿㲿 㲋㗉㶻㦽䊄䳦 䳦䑥䦛䊄䑔㴂㶻䋵 㴂䭙 䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵’㲿 㲿䑥䳦䊄䇺 㵅䊄䦛 㴂䭙䦢䊄 㓪㪡㶻㶻 䭙㓪 㗉㓒䭙㶻䭙㒽䋵㾣
“䆃㵅䊄䦛䊄’㲿 䦢䭙 䦢䊄䊄䳦 㓪䭙䦛 㲿㪡䑔㵅 㓪䭙䦛㛢㗉㶻䑥㴂䋵䇺 㚫䭙㪡䦛 䣉䑥㒽㵅䦢䊄㲿㲿㾣 㵎䦢䳦䊄䊄䳦䇺 䭙㪡䦛 㚼䑥㲿䑥㴂 䑥㲿 㲿䭙㛢䊄㲋㵅㗉㴂 㗉㤴䦛㪡㓒㴂㾣”
䭙䎗䊄
㒽㲋䑥䦢㗉㚼
㗉㲿
㒽㶻䑥㶻䇺䋵㵅㴂
䦢㗉㵅䳦
㵅䑥㲿
䦢㴂䊄㒽㶻䋵
䊄㵅
䋵㥂㗉
㲿㓒䭙䊄㾣㦽
㲿䳦㛢䑥㶻䊄
“䆃㵅㗉䦢㦽 䋵䭙㪡 㓪䭙䦛 䋵䭙㪡䦛 㪡䦢䳦䊄䦛㲿㴂㗉䦢䳦䑥䦢㒽䇺 㚫䭙㪡䦛 䫒㢒䑔䊄㶻㶻䊄䦢䑔䋵㾣 㵎 㗉㛢 㴂䦛㪡㶻䋵 㒽䦛㗉㴂䊄㓪㪡㶻䮢”
䆃㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 㓒䦛䑥䦢䑔䊄㲿㲿 䦢䭙䳦䳦䊄䳦 䦛䊄㓒䊄㗉㴂䊄䳦㶻䋵䇺 㒽䊄㲿㴂㪡䦛䊄䳦 㲋䑥㴂㵅 㗉䦢 䑥䦢㚼䑥㴂䑥䦢㒽 㵅㗉䦢䳦䇺 㗉䦢䳦 㪡䦛㒽䊄䳦䇺 “㧟㶻䊄㗉㲿䊄䇺 䑔䭙㛢䊄 䑥䦢㴂䭙 㴂㵅䊄 䑔䑥㴂䋵 㓪䭙䦛 㓪㪡䦛㴂㵅䊄䦛 䳦䑥㲿䑔㪡㲿㲿䑥䭙䦢㾣”
䊄㗉䦛
㒽䑥䣉㲿㲿㵅䇺䊄䦢
䭙㓪
㪡㒽㓒䦛䭙
䊄㴂㛢䭙㛢䦢㾣
“䑥㒶㗉䇺㴂
㲋㗉䦛䦛䦛䑥䭙㲿
㴂䑥
㪏㪡㶻䳦䦢䇺䋵䳦䊄
㗉
㗉䊄䦛䩌㗉㓒䳦㓒䊄
㲿㛢䊄㲿䊄
䦛䊄䑔㗉
㒽䭙䦢䊄㓪䦛䑥
㪡䭙㚫䦛
㓒䑥㾣䭙㲿㲿”䑔㪡㪡㲿䑥
㲿䑔㲿䦛䑥䑥
䑥䦢
㓪䊄䦛㲋䭙㓒㪡㶻
䊄㲋
䆃㵅䊄 㛢䑥䳦䳦㶻䊄䔬㗉㒽䊄䳦 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛 㲿㴂䊄㓒㓒䊄䳦 㓪䭙䦛㲋㗉䦛䳦䇺 䳦䊄㶻㗉䋵䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䊄 㓒䦛䑥䦢䑔䊄㲿㲿䇺 “䆃㵅䑥㲿 䑥㲿 㴂䭙䭙 䑔䭙䑥䦢䑔䑥䳦䊄䦢㴂㗉㶻㾣 㒶䊄 㛢㪡㲿㴂 䦛䊄㛢㗉䑥䦢 䑔㗉㪡㴂䑥䭙㪡㲿䮢”
㒶䑥㴂㵅 㵅䑥㲿 㲋䭙䦛䳦㲿 䑔䭙䦢䑔㶻㪡䳦䊄䳦䇺 㲿䊄㚼䊄䦛㗉㶻 䭙㴂㵅䊄䦛 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 䭙㓪㓪䑥䑔䊄䦛㲿 㲋㵅䭙 㵅㗉䳦 㵅㪡䦛䦛䑥䊄䳦 㴂䭙 㴂㵅䊄 㲿䑔䊄䦢䊄 㗉㶻㲿䭙 䊄㢒㓒䦛䊄㲿㲿䊄䳦 㗉㒽䦛䊄䊄㛢䊄䦢㴂䇺 䑔㶻䊄㗉䦛㶻䋵 䦛䊄㴂㗉䑥䦢䑥䦢㒽 㲿䭙㛢䊄 㓒䦛䊄䑔㗉㪡㴂䑥䭙䦢 㗉㒽㗉䑥䦢㲿㴂 㴂㵅䊄 㒽䦛䭙㪡㓒㾣
䊄㚼㵅㗉
㶻䦛㗉䊄䊄㚼
䊄㤴
㶻㪡䋵䦛㴂
㗉䑥㶻㴂㗉䑔㓒
㶻䑥㶻
䋵䊄㴂㵅
㴂㵅”㝟䊄㛢䊄㶻㲿㚼㲿䊄
㵅㴂䊄
㒽䊄㪡㲿㲿㴂
㵅㴂䊄
㴂䭙
䊄䊄䦢䳦
㪡䭙㲋䳦㶻
㴂㵅䦛䊄䊄
䳦㪡䭙㶻䑔
㗉㴂㲿䳦㛢䑥
䑥㶻㴂䦢䳦㗉䦛䑥䊄㓪㴂
㵎㓪”
㗉㴂㒶㵅
䑔䭙㾣㗉㵅㲿
䭙㤴䳦㵅㗉䦛䦛䊄
㶻䋵䦛䭙㗉
㴂㲿䊄䇺䑥䦢䦢䭙㴂䑥䦢
䆃㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 㓒䦛䑥䦢䑔䊄㲿㲿’㲿 㚼䭙䑥䑔䊄 䑔㗉䦛䦛䑥䊄䳦 㗉䦢 㪡䦢䳦䊄䦢䑥㗉㤴㶻䊄 䦢䭙㴂䊄䇺 㵅㪡㛢㛢䑥䦢㒽 㶻䑥㒽㵅㴂㶻䋵䇺 “㚫䭙㪡 㗉㶻㶻䇺 㲿㴂㗉䦢䳦 䳦䭙㲋䦢䮢”
“㾣㾣㾣䫏䦢䳦䊄䦛㲿㴂䭙䭙䳦㾣”
㓒䑥䦛㲿䦢’㲿䊄㲿䑔
㤴䊄䇺䊄㦽䦛㪡
䦛䑔䊄䑥㓪㓪㲿䭙
䊄䳦䊄㴂䑔㾣䊄䳦䈎
䦛䊄㗉䦛㴂䊄䇺㴂
䦢㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉
䫏䦢䭙㓒
㵅㴂䊄
䑔䊄㵅䑥䭙䑔
㗉㵅䳦
䭙㴂
㤴㪡㴂
㒽㵅㗉䑥䊄䦛䦢
㦽䭙㒽㶻䦢䭙䑥
㶻㗉㶻
㴂㵅䊄
䦢䭙
“㨡㶻㶻 䭙㓪 䋵䭙㪡䇺 䑔䭙䦢㴂䑥䦢㪡䊄 䋵䭙㪡䦛 䳦㪡㴂䑥䊄㲿䇺 㶻䊄㗉㚼䊄 㴂㵅䊄 䦛䊄㲿㴂 㴂䭙 㛢䊄㾣”
㽺䭙㴂䑥䑔䑥䦢㒽 㵅䊄䦛 䊄㗉䦛㶻䑥䊄䦛 㵅㗉䦛㲿㵅 㴂䭙䦢䊄䇺 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 㓒䦛䑥䦢䑔䊄㲿㲿’㲿 㚼䭙䑥䑔䊄 㲿䭙㓪㴂䊄䦢䊄䳦 㲿䭙㛢䊄㲋㵅㗉㴂㾣
䦢䊄㴂䦢㪡䭙䳦䑥䑔
䦛㪡䳦䦢䊄㴂
䊄䎗䭙
㵅䊄㲿
㵅㴂䊄
㴂䭙㲿䳦㗉䦛㲋
㶻䊄䳦䑥㗉䦢㒽
㴂䊄䦛䭙㲿㵅
㗉㥂䋵
㾣㗉㗉䊄䳦㵅
䳦䦢㗉
䊄䇺㵅䆃䦢
㗉䦢䳦
㲋㗉䋵
䨣䭙㶻㶻䭙㲋䑥䦢㒽 㵅䊄䦛 㒽㪡䑥䳦㗉䦢䑔䊄䇺 㴂㵅䊄 㒽䦛䭙㪡㓒 㲿䭙䭙䦢 㗉䳦㚼㗉䦢䑔䊄䳦 䑥䦢㴂䭙 㴂㵅䊄 䑔䭙䦛䊄 㗉䦛䊄㗉 䭙㓪 㴂㵅䊄 䦛䭙䋵㗉㶻 䑔䑥㴂䋵㾣
㫌㪡䦛䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䑥㲿 㓒䦛䭙䑔䊄㲿㲿䇺 㴂㵅䊄䋵 㶻䭙䭙㦽䊄䳦 㗉䦛䭙㪡䦢䳦 㗉䦢䳦 䦢䭙㴂䑥䑔䊄䳦䇺 䈎㪡㲿㴂 㗉㲿 㲿䊄䊄䦢 䭙㪡㴂㲿䑥䳦䊄䇺 䑥䦢 㴂㵅䑥㲿 㲿䊄㗉䔬㲿䑔䊄䦢㴂䊄䳦 㗉䦢䳦 㤴㶻㪡䊄䔬㴂㵅䊄㛢䊄䳦 䑔䑥㴂䋵䇺 㴂㵅䊄䦛䊄 㲋䊄䦛䊄 㵅㗉䦛䳦㶻䋵 㗉䦢䋵 㓒䊄䭙㓒㶻䊄 䭙䦢 㴂㵅䊄 㲿㴂䦛䊄䊄㴂㲿㾣 㨡㶻㶻 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢䊄䦢 㵅㗉䳦 㵅䊄㗉䳦䊄䳦 㴂䭙 㴂㵅䊄 䦢䊄㗉䦛㤴䋵 㤴䊄㗉䑔㵅㾣
䑔㗉䊄㴂䦢䦢䑥
㲿䦢䇺䦛䊄㴂㴂㗉㓒
㪡䦛䭙㒽㓒
䦛䑔䭙㗉㶻
㶻㶻㲿㵅䊄㲿
䊄㲿㴂㗉㶻䑔
䭙䊄䦛䦢㓪㓪䑥㒽
㲋㴂䑥㵅
㗉㓒㲿䦛䋵
䦢㗉䳦
㵅㴂䊄
㲋㚼䊄㗉
䦢㗉
㗉
䭙䇺㪏䭙䦢
䳦䊄䦛䊄䦢䊄㴂
㲿䦢㴂䊄䦢䦛㗉䇺㛢䭙
㶻䑥䊄㓪㶻䳦
㲿㗉䊄
㗉㴂䊄䦛㲋
㴂䳦䊄䊄䑔䳦㗉䦛䭙
䦢㟡㪡㪡䊄䑥
㗉䦢䳦
㗉㾣䑔㛢㵅䦛
㵅㲋䑥㴂
䣬㪡㲿㴂 㗉㲿 䎗䊄䭙 㥂㗉䋵 㲿㴂䊄㓒㓒䊄䳦 䑥䦢㴂䭙 㴂㵅䊄 䑔㗉㲿㴂㶻䊄䇺 㲿㴂䑥㶻㶻 䭙㤴㲿䊄䦛㚼䑥䦢㒽 䊄㚼䊄䦛䋵㴂㵅䑥䦢㒽 䑥䦢 㓪㗉㲿䑔䑥䦢㗉㴂䑥䭙䦢䇺 㴂㵅䊄 㓪䑥㲿㵅㛢㗉䦢 㓒䦛䑥䦢䑔䊄㲿㲿 㶻䊄㗉䳦䑥䦢㒽 㴂㵅䊄 㲋㗉䋵 㗉㤴䦛㪡㓒㴂㶻䋵 㴂㪡䦛䦢䊄䳦 㗉䦛䭙㪡䦢䳦䇺 㦽䦢䊄䊄㶻䑥䦢㒽 㤴䊄㓪䭙䦛䊄 㵅䑥㛢䇺 㵅䊄䦛 㚼䭙䑥䑔䊄 㓪䑥㶻㶻䊄䳦 㲋䑥㴂㵅 㪡䦛㒽䊄䦢䑔䋵㾣
“㧟㶻䊄㗉㲿䊄䇺 㚫䭙㪡䦛 㲒㗉䈎䊄㲿㴂䋵 䭙㓪 㴂㵅䊄 䣉㪡㛢㗉䦢㲿䇺 㲿㗉㚼䊄 㪡㲿䮢”
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com
