Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 1110: 437: Awakening (2)

Capítulo 1110: Chapter 437: Awakening (2)

With its mouth wide open, the big tongue full of barbs drooped down, showing how delighted it was.

“…At this rate, it really might become a monster.”

Watching this scene from the side, Wei Ziyi couldn’t help but grin repeatedly.

Su Mo was also speechless for a moment.

If we talk about where this change started, it was back on Longmu Island.

At that time, Yang Xiaoyun had already noticed that thin ice was forming under the White Tiger’s feet.

Later, when they returned to the big ship and went back to Gupiao Island, the White Tiger didn’t have a chance to disembark.

It wasn’t until after they set off this morning that Su Mo discovered that another extreme cold inner power had indeed appeared in the Holy Artifact within the White Tiger’s body.

And it could use this power.

Su Mo thought of Ye Youchen.

Casually, he mentioned, “In the future, the White Tiger could walk on the sea surface, couldn’t it?”

When these words reached the White Tiger’s ears, it immediately sparked an idea in the big cat’s mind.

It seemed to still remember the scene of that day when it fought with Ye Youchen, throwing him into the sea, yet the man treated the sea surface as the ground, not sinking at all.

First, it tried on the deck to control its fear of water, then leaped into the sea.

Using the extreme cold inner power, it indeed formed ice under its feet, preventing it from falling into the sea.

However, the vast sea still filled it with endless pressure.

So much so that initially, it dared only to stay in one spot, not daring to move an inch.

It wasn’t until it saw the big ship gradually moving away that it hurried to catch up.

After a few steps, it found that it truly was walking on the sea as if on flat ground.

Once it started this, it was unstoppable, so it decided to gallop on the sea, refusing to go back onto the ship.

It was clearly a fierce tiger, yet it ran like a wild dog with its tongue hanging out.

This scene was unheard of and unseen before.

Xiao Dao Ren and Shu Jing were dumbfounded, standing by the ship’s side, suddenly feeling quite useless.

If things continued this way, they wouldn’t even have the qualification to strut around behind the White Tiger anymore.

Suddenly, Wei Ziyi pointed:

“There seems to be something behind the White Tiger?”

Su Mo looked up and saw a dorsal fin emerging from the sea:

“A shark or a dolphin?”

He didn’t know much about such things either, having spent considerable time in the Nanhai, never seeing sharks roam freely.

Now witnessing it, he was somewhat curious.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, the thing hidden underwater surged up.

The dorsal fin on its back was far larger than imagined.

The fish leapt out of the water, below the sharp and fierce head was a massive mouth full of fangs.

This wasn’t just any shark; it was enormous.

As it flew through the air, its mouth opened wide, ready to take a vicious bite at the White Tiger.

The White Tiger was happily running, but suddenly sensing the fierce wind, it turned its head and immediately widened its tiger eyes.

These two, one the king of the mountains, the other the overlord of the sea.

Typically, they wouldn’t encounter each other, yet today, a battle akin to Guan Yu versus Qin Qiong was unfolding dramatically.

But as fierce as the shark’s attack was, the White Tiger simply struck with a mighty paw.

Its tiger paw was no joke!

This shark, used to ruling the sea, didn’t underestimate it initially, but when the tiger’s paw hit, the entire fish got sent flying.

In mid-air, it instinctively wriggled and struggled, but before it could hit the water again, the White Tiger was already waiting for it.

When the shark fell from the air, it was struck again with another powerful slap.

After two consecutive slaps, the shark was nearly beaten to death.

Then the White Tiger abruptly turned around, whipped its large tail, sending the entire spinning shark flying towards the ship.

Su Mo was just about to step forward to catch it when he saw that Zhen Xiaoxiao was already stepping out from the cabin, preparing to enjoy the sun.

Before she could find her balance, a huge chunk of food flew straight at her, so she reached out to catch it, pressing down on the shark’s head.

The shark, having taken two slaps and a tail whip, yet still not dead, opened its mouth intending to bite Zhen Xiaoxiao.

Upon seeing this, Zhen Xiaoxiao exclaimed, “A mere piece of food, and you dare to resist?”

With a casual press to the deck, the shark couldn’t move. Before it realized what happened, Zhen Xiaoxiao swung her One-legged copper man and gave it a mighty blow.

Poor huge shark.

Ruling the sea, being king and overlord for many years.

Today, it first tried to eat the White Tiger, got a severe beating,

and then was beaten to death by Zhen Xiaoxiao as well.

Truly dying with eyes open in grievance.

Zhen Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but feel proud:

“I’ll have this for lunch today! The Master said, eating fish doesn’t make you fat!”

“…When did I ever say that?”

Su Mo asked Wei Ziyi.

Wei Ziyi rolled her eyes at him, not bothering to reply.

Then the White Tiger returned to the deck, came before the shark, nudged it a couple of times with its paw, and glared at Zhen Xiaoxiao discontentedly.

It had spared the shark because it found it quite amusing.

Otherwise, with its skills, killing the shark wouldn’t have been an effort.

Why else would it have brought it back to the ship?

Mainly to play with it for a while longer, but as soon as it got on the ship, Zhen Xiaoxiao smacked it dead.

So naturally, it felt quite unsatisfied.

Zhen Xiaoxiao thought it wanted to snatch the shark from her, so she subconsciously picked up the shark and stepped back:

“I’m telling you…”

At this point, she seemed to have thought of something and finally sighed:

䘑㫬䜐㩘䍩

盧

䭺䪍䜐㳲䙨

露

盧

老

䭺䁆㥓㳲䜐

䙨䜐’㳲䡰

盧

䁆㻏”㝦䍩䙨

㥙䭺

擄

㫬㾄”䃟

櫓

䭺䜐

老

櫓

蘆

“䲑䳽㥙㫬䃟㨳㫬㩘㧄䍩㩘㣗䁆䜐䜐䁆䡰㳲䁆䍩䱞䳽㥓䘑㩘䜐䲑䃟䍩㳲䜐䁆䡰㫬㥙䡰䃟䁆㫬䳽䭺䙨䙨䡰㠢䭺䜐㺂”

“䤛䁆䭺㳲㳲䁆䍩䱞䳽䭺㳲㥙’䜐㳲㬆䍩䙨䙨㥓㳲䪍䙨䭺䜐䜐䭺㥙㣗䭺䜐䘑䡰䜐䃟䡰䡰㥙㩘㳲㬆䭺㣗䁆䜐䘑䡰䡰㥙㫬㩘㣗䁆䜐㫬䡰䍩䜐㺂”

䁆䅓䡰䜐䭺

䍩㫬㭩䭺㜳㺂䭺㫬䍩

䭺䤛㣗䡰䱞

䍩㥙㠢

㥙䡰㠢㫬㠢㠢

䁆䍩㠢䡰㥓

㥙䡰㟮䁆

䱞㝦㫬

㥙䍩

䡰㬆䜐㥙㬆㫬

㣗䭺䘑

㣗䡰㥙䡰䍩䱞䡰㬆䜐

䱞䡰䍩㧄䁆䭺㣗㥙

䭺䁆䃟䜐

㳲䜐䭺

㫬㩘䁆䁆䜐㣗䜐

㦥䭺㥙㧄䡰䜐䁆䡰䱞䡰’㳲㥙㫬㫬䜐䁆䡰䱞㫬䪍䜐䭺㫬㥙㝦㫬䱞䪍䙨䍩㨳㥓䍩䜐䙨䡰䍩㳲䜐䜐䁆䡰㨳㧄㫬㩘䙨㠢䡰䍩䜐㺂

䤛䁆䡰䪍䡰䱞㳲㫬㥙䍩㥙㠢䜐䭺㣗䡰䱞䜐䡰䍩㬆䡰㠢㩘䪍㥓㠢䱞䍩㣗㣗䭺㥙㣗䜐䁆䡰㳲䁆䍩䱞䳽䜐㫬䃟䍩䱞㠢㳲䜐䁆䡰䳽䭺䜐㧄䁆䡰㥙㺂

㦥㩘䁆

䯖䭺㣗㥙

䜐㫬

䫋䍩㫬

㥙㠢䍩

䡰䙨䁆䱞㠢䱞㨳䭺㩘

䍩㫬㜳䭺

㱯䡰㥙

䭺㥙䘑㠢䡰䁆

䙨䙨䃟㠢䡰㫬㝦㫬

䪍㺂䁆䡰䙨

“䅓䁆䡰䱞䡰䍩䱞䡰䜐䁆䡰㨳㣗㫬䭺㥙㣗㻏”

䛠䭺䜐䜐䙨䡰㦥䭺䜐㩘’㳲䵛㫬䭺㧄䡰㧄䍩㬆䡰㝦䱞㫬㬆䜐䁆䡰㫬䜐䁆䡰䱞㳲䭺㠢䡰㫬㝦䜐䁆䡰㠢䡰㧄䳽㺂

㠢䡰䁆䍩䙭

䜐䭺’㠢㥙㠢

䭺㨳䭺㟮

㥙䱞䜐㩘

䅓䡰䭺

䁆䡰䱞

㥙䵛䡰䡰

“㵄䱞䡰䪍䍩䱞䭺㥙㣗䙨㩘㥙㧄䁆㺂㺂㺂”

䁗㝦䜐䡰䱞㳲䍩㨳䭺㥙㣗䜐䁆䭺㳲㥓㳲䁆䡰䜐㩘䱞㥙䡰㠢䜐㫬䙨㫬㫬䳽䍩䜐䛠䭺䜐䜐䙨䡰㦥䭺䜐㩘㺂

㝦㨳䙨䙨㧄㩘䍩䱞䡰

㥙䍩㠢

䍩䳽㥙䙨䃟䭺㣗

䱞㺂䉂㫬䁆䜐

䱞㬆㝦㫬

䜐䡰䅓㳲㥓

䜐㫬䁆㦥㥓㩘

䡰䜐䁆

䘑㨳

㥓㧄䳽䡰㠢

䍩㷊㥓䜐㳲

䛠䭺䡰䜐䜐䙨

㩘䱞㝦㫬

䍩㠢㥙

㳲㳲㠢䡰㳲䜐䍩䭺

㦥䡰䁆

㴭㥙㣗䍩

䁆䜐䡰

㥙㫬

㜳㩘䭺㥙㫬䍩㨳

䭺㣗㳲䱞䙨

䭺㩘䜐㦥

䃟䍩㳲

䅓䍩䙨䳽䭺㥙㣗䃟䍩㳲㳲䜐䭺䙨䙨㥙㫬䜐㳲㬆㫬㫬䜐䁆㥓䁆䭺㳲㳲䜐䡰䪍㳲䃟䡰䱞䡰㳲䜐㩘㬆䘑䙨䭺㥙㣗㺂

䢷㩘䜐䍩䜐䙨䡰䍩㳲䜐䁆䡰䃟䍩㳲㩘㳲䭺㥙㣗䁆䭺㳲㫬䃟㥙䙨䡰㣗㳲䜐㫬㬆㫬䵛䡰㺂

䡰㠢䍩䱞䙨䜐㳲䜐

䃟䍩㳲

䙭㝦䍩䃟㫬㠢䱞䱞

䭺䅓䡰

㟮㨳䭺䭺

䍩㥙㠢

㩘䱞䁆㳲䡰㠢

“㦥䙨㫬䃟㠢㫬䃟㥙㥓㳲䙨㫬䃟㠢㫬䃟㥙㥓㨳㫬㩘䱞䙨䡰㣗㳲䁆䍩䵛䡰㥙䡰䵛䡰䱞䃟䍩䙨䳽䡰㠢䘑䡰㝦㫬䱞䡰㺂

“䁗䙨䜐䁆㫬㩘㣗䁆㜳㩘䍩㥙䁆㩘㵄䍩䵛䭺䙨䭺㫬㥙’㳲㬆䡰䜐䁆㫬㠢㳲䍩䱞䡰䡰㭩䜐䱞䍩㫬䱞㠢䭺㥙䍩䱞㨳㥓䳽䡰䡰䪍䭺㥙㣗㨳㫬㩘䱞䙨䡰㣗㳲㥙㫬䱞㬆䍩䙨㥓

䜐䙨㳲䙨䭺

㫬䜐

䙨㳲㫬䃟

䜐䭺

䜐㫬

䱞㳲䁆㩘

㩘㨳㫬

㠢㥙䡰䡰

㺂”䭺䜐

㨳㫬㩘

䜐䡰䍩䳽

㝦䭺

䜐㥙䍩䃟

䳽䃟䍩㥓䙨

㥙’䜐㠢㫬

“䲑㩘㥙㠢䡰䱞㳲䜐䍩㥙㠢㺂”

䛠䭺䜐䜐䙨䡰㦥䭺䜐㩘㥙㫬㠢㠢䡰㠢䭺㬆㬆䡰㠢䭺䍩䜐䡰䙨㨳㥓㳲䍩㨳䭺㥙㣗䃟䭺䜐䁆䍩㳲㬆䭺䙨䡰䙭

䍩

㥙䜐㧄’䍩

䘑㩘䜐

䲑㳲”‘䜐

䁆䡰䪍䙨

䜐䱞㨳

㲚㳲㥓䜐㩘

㺂䭺㺂䘑㺂䜐

“䁗㥙㠢㺂㺂㺂㳲䭺㥙㧄䡰䲑䁆䍩䵛䡰㥙’䜐䃟䍩䙨䳽䡰㠢㝦㫬䱞㳲㫬䙨㫬㥙㣗㥓䲑㳲䁆㫬㩘䙨㠢䃟䍩䙨䳽㬆㫬䱞䡰䜐㫬䍩㠢䍩䪍䜐㳲㫬㫬㥙㺂”

“䤛䁆䡰㥙䜐䍩䳽䡰㨳㫬㩘䱞䜐䭺㬆䡰㺂”

䭺㳲䡰㣗㥙䡰

䜐㠢’䙨㩘㫬㥙㧄

㥓㨳㟮䭺䭺

䙨㬆䙭䡰䭺㳲

㩘䜐䘑

䡰䙨䁆䪍

㳲㦥’㩘䭺䜐

䅓䡰䭺

㩘㧄䱞䜐㥙䡰䱞

䜐䭺䡰䜐䛠䙨

䜐㳲㥓䜐䡰䍩

“㦥䡰䡰䭺㥙㣗㨳㫬㩘䙨䭺䳽䡰䜐䁆䭺㳲㬆䍩䳽䡰㳲㬆䡰䍩䙨䃟䍩㨳㳲䃟㫬䱞䱞䭺䡰㠢㺂”

“㵄㩘䜐䜐䭺㥙㣗㦥䭺㳲䜐䡰䱞䅓䡰䭺’㳲㬆䭺㥙㠢䍩䜐䡰䍩㳲䡰㺂”

䡰䪍䙨䁆

䛠䭺䜐䜐䙨䡰

㳲㣗㥙䭺䍩㨳

䍩䙨䱞䡰䍩㠢㨳

㥙㩘㧄䙨㫬䜐㠢’

䜐䁆㳲䭺㥓

䪍㩘㺂

㫬䁆䃟

䥍㫬

䁆䍩㠢

㣗䙨䡰㥙㧄䍩

㩘㦥

䍩䜐

㠢㫬䜐㳲㫬

㦥㩘䭺䜐㥓

㩘䘑䜐

䤛䁆㫬㩘㣗䁆䁆䡰䜐䱞䭺䡰㠢䜐㫬䁆䭺㠢䡰䭺䜐㥓䜐䁆䡰㣗䡰㥙䜐䙨䡰㥙䡰㳲㳲䭺㥙䁆䭺㳲䡰㨳䡰㳲㧄㫬㩘䙨㠢㥙’䜐䘑䡰㧄㫬㥙㧄䡰䍩䙨䡰㠢㺂

㾄䡰䁆䍩㠢䜐㫬㥙㫬㠢䙨䭺㣗䁆䜐䙨㨳㺂

䍩

䁆㥓㥙㠢䍩

䳽䡰㫬㫬䙨㠢

䡰䁆䜐

㣗䡰㨳䜐䙨㥙

䜐䡰㳲䭺㥙㣗䜐䁆㳲

㠢䍩䁆

㜳㥙㺂㩘㫬䭺㨳䍩

㨳䭺㫬㩘㥙㜳䍩

䪍䙨㥓㬆䍩

㴭㣗㥙䍩

㠢䡰䧒䡰㩘㣄䡰㳲

㳲䡰䁆

䱞䁆䡰

䙨䜐䡰㝦

㥙䭺

䡰㠢㠢㥙㩘㦥㨳䙨

䜐䍩

䍩㥙㴭㣗

㩘㧄㥙㳲䭺㫬㳲䘑䙨㧄㨳㩘㳲㫬

㦥䁆䡰㝦㫬㩘㥙㠢䍩㳲㫬㝦䜐㳲㬆䭺䙨䡰䭺㥙䁆䡰䱞䡰㨳䡰㳲㺂

䁗㳲䭺㝦㺂㺂㺂䃟䭺䜐䁆䍩䘑䭺䜐㫬㝦䡰㥙㧄㫬㩘䱞䍩㣗䡰㬆䡰㥙䜐㻏

䡰㬆䙨㳲䭺㥓

䡰㬆䜐

㳲㩘㫬㜳䭺䍩’㨳㥙

䁆䱞䡰

㣗㥙㴭䍩

㩘㦥

䡰㠢䍩㬆

㫬䁆䃟

䡰㣗䜐㨳䙨㥙

㥙䍩㠢

䙨䭺䛠䜐䡰䜐

䜐䡰㩘㠢㥙䱞

䁆㳲䤛䭺

㫬䜐

䃟㫬䱞䡰䙨

㦥䭺㩘䜐

㳲㩘䡰㨳䍩㥓㥙

㫬䥍

㝦䡰䙨䡰

㬆㳲㩘䍩䡰㠢

䁆䡰㳲

䘑䜐䭺

䍩㠢䙭㳲䭺

䙨㥓䪍䭺

䁆䃟䜐䭺

“㦥䜐㫬䪍㝦䭺㳲䁆䭺㥙㣗㥓䜐䁆㫬㳲䡰䜐䃟㫬䁆䍩䵛䡰䃟㫬䳽䡰㥙㩘䪍㺂”

“䤛䁆㫬㳲䡰䜐䃟㫬㥙䍩䜐㩘䱞䍩䙨䙨㨳䍩䱞䡰㥙’䜐䍩㥙㨳㫬㥙䡰䡰䙨㳲䡰㺂”

㳲䭺

䡰䱼㥙

㥙䍩䍩䙨䜐䙨㨳䱞㩘

㦥䁆䭺

䡰㧄㫬㴭㺂㩘䁆㥙

䭺㳲

䡰㴭

㰇㥓㥙㣗䁆䡰

㫬䡰䜐䁆䱞

䁆䜐䡰

“䢷䡰䡰㥙㩘㥙㧄㫬㥙㳲㧄䭺㫬㩘㳲㝦㫬䱞㳲㫬䙨㫬㥙㣗㥓䜐䁆㫬㩘㣗䁆䜐䜐䁆䡰㨳䃟㫬㩘䙨㠢㥙’䜐㬆䍩䳽䡰䭺䜐㺂”

㦥㩘䥍㫬㧄䁆㩘㧄䳽䙨䡰㠢㥓㳲䜐䱞䡰䜐㧄䁆䡰㠢䁆䭺㳲㬆㩘㳲㧄䙨䡰㳲䙭

䡰”䛠㳲’䜐

䡰䜐䡰㬆

㬆”䜐䁆䡰㺂

㥓㫬㣗

㺂㺂㺂

㫬㬆䵛䡰

㥙䲑

㫬㥓䱞㬆㫬

㧄㫬㩘㠢䙨䜐㥙’

㳲䃟䍩

䭺䙨㧄㥓䡰㥙䭺㣗

䭺㳲䁆

䜐䡰䁆

䁆䜐䡰

㫬䘑㠢㨳

䍩䜐

䱞㫬㝦

㣗䁆㥙㰇䡰

䍩㥙㠢

㦥䁆䭺

䙨䘑㳲䡰㺂㨳䡰䍩䙨

㥙㣗䙨䭺㨳

䡰䡰䜐㧄䪍㭩

䭺䍩䭺䡰㣗䧒䙨䱞㥙

㥙䭺䱞䍩䜐㳲㣗

㳲䁆䭺

䡰䁆

䁗䙨䙨㫬㝦䁆䭺㳲䤛䱞㩘䡰䋻䭺䃟䍩㳲䜐䭺㣗䁆䜐䙨㨳㳲䡰䍩䙨䡰㠢㥓䍩㥙㠢䁆䭺㳲㬆䡰䱞䭺㠢䭺䍩㥙㳲䃟䡰䱞䡰㧄㫬㬆䪍䙨䡰䜐䡰䙨㨳㬆䡰㳲㳲䡰㠢㩘䪍㺂

䉂㫬䜐䘑䡰䭺㥙㣗䍩䘑䙨䡰䜐㫬㬆㫬䵛䡰䃟䍩㳲䍩㧄䜐㩘䍩䙨䙨㨳㥙㫬䜐䍩䪍䱞㫬䘑䙨䡰㬆㔇䍩䜐䙨䡰䍩㳲䜐䭺䜐䃟䍩㳲㥙’䜐䫋䱞䍩㣗㫬㥙䅓㫬㫬㠢䲑㳲䙨䍩㥙㠢㥓㲚㩘㠢㣗䭺㥙㣗㝦䱞㫬㬆䘑䡰㝦㫬䱞䡰䁆䡰䪍䍩㳲㳲䡰㠢㫬㩘䜐㥓㳲㫬㬆䡰㫬㥙䡰㧄䡰䱞䜐䍩䭺㥙䙨㨳䱞䡰㳲㧄㩘䡰㠢䁆䭺㬆㺂

䪍㢎

㥙㩘䙨䭺䜐

䃟㳲䍩

㥙㥓㫬䃟

䁆䃟㫬

㳲䱞㥙䪍䡰㫬

㬆䁆䭺

䜐䁆䡰

㨳䡰㺂䍩㥙䱞䘑

䵛䡰㠢㳲䍩

䙨㳲䭺䙨䜐

䢷㩘䜐䍩㝦䜐䡰䱞㫬䪍䡰㥙䭺㥙㣗䁆䭺㳲䡰㨳䡰㳲㥓䜐䁆䡰䪍䡰䱞㳲㫬㥙䃟䡰㥙䜐㫬㩘䜐㺂

㾄䭺㳲䁆䡰䍩㠢㧄㫬㩘䙨㠢㥙’䜐㬆㫬䵛䡰㥓㧄㫬㩘䙨㠢㥙’䜐㳲䡰䡰䃟䁆㫬䱞䡰㳲㧄㩘䡰㠢䁆䭺㬆㺂

㾄䡰

䍩䜐㥙䭺䙨䪍䜐㨳䡰

䭺㺂䜐䍩䃟

㫬㧄㠢䙨㩘

䙨㥙㫬㨳

䤛䁆䡰㫬䜐䁆䡰䱞䜐䁆䭺㥙㣗㧄㫬㥙㧄䡰䱞㥙䭺㥙㣗䁆䭺㬆䃟䍩㳲䜐䁆䍩䜐㳲䡰䡰㬆䡰㠢䜐䁆䡰䱞䡰’㳲䍩㥙㫬䜐䁆䡰䱞䪍䡰䱞㳲㫬㥙䙨㨳䭺㥙㣗䘑䡰㳲䭺㠢䡰䁆䭺㬆㺂

䤛䁆䭺㳲䪍䡰䱞㳲㫬㥙’㳲䘑䱞䡰䍩䜐䁆䭺㥙㣗䃟䍩㳲䘑䍩䱞䡰䙨㨳䜐䁆䡰䱞䡰㥓㧄䁆䍩㫬䜐䭺㧄㥓䍩㳲䭺㝦䜐䁆䡰㨳䃟䡰䱞䡰㠢㨳䭺㥙㣗㺂

㴭䡰

䜐䭺

㧄䡰㻏䁆㩘㥙㫬㴭

䁆䡰

䢷㩘䜐

䃟䍩㳲

䃟䍩㳲㥙’䜐

㳲䡰㩘䱞

䭺㝦

䁗㳲䁆䡰䃟䍩㳲䙨㫬㳲䜐䭺㥙䜐䁆㫬㩘㣗䁆䜐㥓㝦㫬㫬䜐㳲䜐䡰䪍㳲㧄䍩㬆䡰䜐㫬䁆䭺㳲䡰䍩䱞㳲㺂

䤛䁆䡰㳲㫬㩘㥙㠢䃟䍩㳲㥙’䜐䁆䭺㠢㠢䡰㥙㥓㧄䍩㩘㳲䭺㥙㣗㦥䁆䭺㰇䁆䡰㥙㣗䜐㫬㳲㩘䘑㧄㫬㥙㳲㧄䭺㫬㩘㳲䙨㨳㧄䙨㫬㳲䡰䁆䭺㳲䡰㨳䡰㳲㺂

䁆䜐㥙䍩

㥙㫬䡰

䡰㳲䜐㝦㫬㫬㳲䪍䜐

㠢㧄䱞䡰䡰䳽䍩

㫬㠢䱞㫬

䡰䤛䁆

䱞㬆䡰㫬

㧄䍩䡰㥓䱞䡰㳲䜐䜐㠢

䱞㫬䡰䪍㺂㳲㥙

㥓䪍㫬㥙䡰

䤛䁆䡰㥙䡰㭩䜐㬆㫬㬆䡰㥙䜐㥓㦥䁆䭺㰇䁆䡰㥙㣗䁆䡰䍩䱞㠢䍩㝦䍩㬆䭺䙨䭺䍩䱞䙨䍩㩘㣗䁆䙭

“䁗䃟䍩䳽䡰㥓㨳䡰䜐㧄䙨㫬㳲䭺㥙㣗㨳㫬㩘䱞䡰㨳䡰㳲㻏”

㩘”㦥㻏

“䢷䁆䡰䜐䱞䱞㫬

㦥䁆䭺㰇䁆䡰㥙㣗䁆䍩㳲䜐䭺䙨㨳㫬䪍䡰㥙䡰㠢䁆䭺㳲䡰㨳䡰㳲䘑㩘䜐㧄㫬㩘䙨㠢㥙’䜐㬆䍩䳽䡰䍩㳲㫬㩘㥙㠢㺂

㦥㩘䥍㫬䡰㭩䜐䡰㥙㠢䡰㠢䍩㝦䭺㥙㣗䡰䱞㥓䍩㥙㠢㦥䁆䭺㰇䁆䡰㥙㣗䙨䡰䜐㫬㩘䜐䍩㠢䱞㨳䙨䍩㩘㣗䁆䙭

䍩䜐㳲’䁆䅓

㫬䢷䁆䜐”䱞䡰䱞

䁆㻏䡰䡰䱞

㣗㥙㫬㣗䭺

㥙㫬

㦥㺂㩘㺂㺂

“䅓䁆㨳䍩㬆䲑䁆䡰䱞䡰㻏”

䁗㝦䜐䡰䱞㳲䪍䡰䍩䳽䭺㥙㣗㥓䁆䡰㝦㫬㩘㥙㠢䁆䭺㳲䵛㫬䭺㧄䡰䱞䡰䜐㩘䱞㥙䡰㠢㥓䁆䡰㧄䙨䡰䍩䱞䡰㠢䁆䭺㳲䜐䁆䱞㫬䍩䜐㥓㣄㩘䭺㧄䳽䙨㨳䍩㳲䳽䡰㠢䙭

䅓䁆㫬”

㳲䭺

㻏”㬆䡰

䡰䘑䡰㠢㳲䭺

“䲑䜐’㳲㬆䡰㺂㺂㺂”

䁗䃟䡰䍩䳽䵛㫬䭺㧄䡰㳲㫬㩘㥙㠢䡰㠢䙭

㫬”㩘㴭

㺂㝦㫬㫬䙨”

㴭䡰㴭㫬㩘㧄䁆䡰㥙䁆䍩㠢㥙’䜐䘑䡰䡰㥙㳲䡰䍩䙨䡰㠢䘑㨳㦥㩘䥍㫬㺂

䢷㩘䜐䁆䭺㳲䙨䭺㝦䡰䃟䍩㳲䙨䭺䳽䡰䍩㝦䙨䭺㧄䳽䡰䱞䭺㥙㣗㧄䍩㥙㠢䙨䡰䭺㥙䜐䁆䡰䃟䭺㥙㠢㥓䍩䜐䍩㥙㨳㬆㫬㬆䡰㥙䜐䭺䜐㧄㫬㩘䙨㠢䡰㭩䜐䭺㥙㣗㩘䭺㳲䁆㺂

䭺䜐䁆㳲

䁆䡰㥓䡰䱞

㥙䡰䜐㬆㫬㬆

䁗䜐

㺂䙨䡰䪍䡰䁆䙨㳲㳲

䍩㣗䙨㥙䭺㨳

䍩䃟㳲

䡰䁆

“㺂㺂㺂㴭㫬㩘’䱞䡰䜐䁆䡰㝦㫬㫬䙨㺂”

㦥䁆䭺㰇䁆䡰㥙㣗㳲㩘㠢㠢䡰㥙䙨㨳䘑䡰㧄䍩㬆䡰㝦㩘䱞䭺㫬㩘㳲㺂

䜐䡰䁆

䙭㧄䁆䙨㩘䳽㧄㠢䡰

䳽㠢㫬䙨䡰㫬

㫬䥍

㥓䃟䜐㫬

㩘㦥

䍩䜐

“㦥䡰䡰䭺㥙㣗㨳㫬㩘䜐䃟㫬䙨䭺䳽䡰䜐䁆䭺㳲㥓㳲䡰䡰㬆㳲䙨䭺䳽䡰㨳㫬㩘䁆䍩䵛䡰㠢䡰䡰䪍㝦䡰䡰䙨䭺㥙㣗㳲㝦㫬䱞䡰䍩㧄䁆㫬䜐䁆䡰䱞㺂

“䁗㧄䜐㩘䍩䙨䙨㨳㥓䲑㠢㫬㥙’䜐䳽㥙㫬䃟䃟䁆䍩䜐㨳㫬㩘䱞䱞䡰䙨䍩䜐䭺㫬㥙㳲䁆䭺䪍䭺㳲㻏”

㫬䙨㠢

㝦㺂䱞”䭺㺂㳲䡰㥙㠢㺂

“䯖㳲㩘䜐

㴭䡰㴭㫬㩘㧄䁆䡰㥙㝦䍩䭺㥙䜐䙨㨳䘑䱞䡰䍩䜐䁆䡰㠢㫬㩘䜐䙭 “㾄䭺㳲㝦䍩䜐䁆䡰䱞㫬㥙㧄䡰㫬䃟䡰㠢㬆䡰䍩㝦䍩䵛㫬䱞㥓㳲䍩䭺㠢䭺㝦䁆䡰䁆䍩㠢㧄䁆䭺䙨㠢䱞䡰㥙㥓䲑䃟㫬㩘䙨㠢䘑䡰䜐䁆䡰㣗㫬㠢㝦䍩䜐䁆䡰䱞㺂

“䤛䁆䭺㳲㬆䍩䜐䜐䡰䱞㺂㺂䲑’䵛䡰䘑䡰䡰㥙䜐䁆䭺㥙䳽䭺㥙㣗䍩䘑㫬㩘䜐㝦㫬䱞㬆䍩㥙㨳㨳䡰䍩䱞㳲㺂

䁆䡰

䡰䙨䡰䱞㫬䭺㩘䘑㳲䙨

䜐䡰䁆

䡰䪍䜐䡰㧄㭩

㠢䁆䙨䭺㧄

䍩䁆㠢

㫬䜐

䁆㧄㩘㳲

䘑㩘䜐

㫬㺂㳲㥙

䍩

䲑”㥙

䡰䁆䜐

㠢㥙’䜐䭺㠢

㥓䡰㠢㥙

䁆㧄㥓㠢䱞㥙䡰䭺䙨

䘑䡰

“䦍㫬䱞㳲㫬㬆䍩㥙㨳㨳䡰䍩䱞㳲㥓㥙䡰䵛䡰䱞㧄䍩䙨䙨䡰㠢㬆䡰㝦䍩䜐䁆䡰䱞㺂

“䉂㫬䃟䲑㝦䍩㧄䡰㠢䡰䍩䜐䁆㥓㝦㫬㫬䙨䭺㳲䁆㫬㥙䡰㥓㧄䍩㥙㨳㫬㩘㧄䍩䙨䙨㬆䡰㝦䍩䜐䁆䡰䱞㻏”

㰇䍩”䙨䙨

䃟䍩㻏䜐”䁆

㦥䁆䭺㰇䁆䡰㥙㣗䍩㳲䳽䡰㠢㧄䍩䙨㬆䙨㨳㺂

“㺂㺂㺂”

㝦䙨䙨䍩

㫬䃟’㥙䜐

䁆㥙㫬㧄䡰㴭㩘

䁆㧄㳲㩘

㫬㝦䱞

䍩

䭺㧄䜐㻏䱞䳽

䡰㴭

㾄䡰㧄㫬㩘䙨㠢㥙’䜐䁆䡰䙨䪍䘑㩘䜐㳲䭺㣗䁆䙭 “䉂㫬䃟㥓䲑㧄䍩㥙㫬㥙䙨㨳㠢䭺䡰䃟䭺䜐䁆䱞䡰㣗䱞䡰䜐㳲㺂”

“㴭㫬㩘䁆㩘䱞䱞㨳㩘䪍䍩㥙㠢㠢䭺䡰㺂”

㧄㫬䜐㩘䙨㠢㥙’

㥙’䭺㠢䜐㠢

㦥䁆䭺

㫬㧄䜐䍩䭺㥙㥙

䁆㰇㣗䡰㥙

䱞䡰䪍㨳䍩

䜐㫬

䱞㝦㫬䡰䜐㝦

䭺䁆㳲

㨳㫬㪛㩘”

㴭”㩘㫬

㣗䙭㥙䱞䍩䡰

㨳㬆

㳲䍩䡰䵛

㦥㩘䥍㫬䜐䁆㫬㩘㣗䁆䜐䍩㥙㠢䍩㳲䳽䡰㠢䙭

“䮷䭺䵛䡰㥙䜐䁆䭺㳲㥓䢷䱞㫬䜐䁆䡰䱞㦥䁆䭺’㳲㝦䍩䜐䁆䡰䱞㬆㩘㳲䜐㥙㫬䜐䘑䡰䍩㥙㫬䱞㠢䭺㥙䍩䱞㨳䪍䡰䱞㳲㫬㥙㺂

㠢㠢㻏䡰䱞㠢䡰㳲䍩”㳲

㥙䅓䱞㠢”㫬䡰

䁆䡰

䁆䃟㫬

䭺㳲

䁗㝦䜐䡰䱞㦥㩘䥍㫬㝦䭺㥙䭺㳲䁆䡰㠢㳲䪍䡰䍩䳽䭺㥙㣗㥓㦥䁆䭺㰇䁆䡰㥙㣗䍩㥙㠢㴭䡰㴭㫬㩘㧄䁆䡰㥙䘑㫬䜐䁆㝦䡰䙨䙨䭺㥙䜐㫬㳲䭺䙨䡰㥙㧄䡰㺂

䤛䁆䡰㨳䘑䡰㣗䍩㥙䜐㫬䃟䡰䭺㣗䁆㧄㫬㥙㳲䭺㠢䡰䱞䍩䜐䭺㫬㥙㳲㺂

䍩

㧄䱞䍩䁆䭺

㦥㩘

䥍㫬

䭺㥙

䱞㥓㩘䁆㳲

䭺䁆㬆㥓

䪍㩘

䁆䭺㬆

䁆䡰䜐

䍩㥙㣗㴭

㳲㥙䜐’䍩䃟

䍩䃟䭺㺂䜐䡰㠢

䱞㝦㫬

㫬㩘㣗䱞䪍

䭺㩘䍩㨳㜳㫬㥙

䜐䡰䭺㩘㣄䙨㨳

䪍䙨䙨㠢䡰㩘

㥓䜐㳲䭺

䡰䙨䜐

䁗㝦䜐䡰䱞䍩䙨㫬㥙㣗䃟䁆䭺䙨䡰㥓㦥䁆䭺㰇䁆䡰㥙㣗㳲䭺㣗䁆䡰㠢䙭

“䦍䭺㥙䡰㥓䲑䃟㫬㥙’䜐䪍䱞䡰䜐䡰㥙㠢䍩㥙㨳䙨㫬㥙㣗䡰䱞㺂

䍩㥙

䁆㦥䭺

“䤛㫬

㨳㬆

䍩㪛䜐㣗㥙㪛”㥙㦥䡰䁆䭺

㬆’䲑

㝦䱞㥓㥙䳽䍩

䍩㫬㨳䱞㠢䱞䭺㥙

䡰䁆䱞䍩㝦䜐

㳲䭺

䡰䘑

㫬䜐㥙

㥙㫬䪍㥓㳲䱞䡰

䅓䍩䭺䜐䭺㥙㣗㝦㫬䱞㦥㩘䥍㫬䍩㥙㠢㫬䜐䁆䡰䱞㳲’ 䱞䡰䍩㧄䜐䭺㫬㥙㺂

䢷㩘䜐䃟䍩䭺䜐䡰㠢㝦㫬䱞䍩䙨㫬㥙㣗䜐䭺㬆䡰㥓㝦㫬㩘㥙㠢㦥㩘䥍㫬䍩㥙㠢㫬䜐䁆䡰䱞㳲䁆䍩㠢㥙㫬䱞䡰䍩㧄䜐䭺㫬㥙䍩䜐䍩䙨䙨㺂

䜐㫬㠢㥙’

䭺䁆㦥

䳽䃟㥙㫬㻏”

㥙䜐㳲㩘㠢䡰㥙䙭

䡰㥙㣗䁆㰇

䍩䃟㳲

㫬㴭”㩘

“㦥䁆㫬㩘䙨㠢䲑䍩㳲䳽㳲㫬㬆䡰㫬㥙䡰䃟䁆㫬䳽㥙㫬䃟㳲㻏”

㦥㩘䥍㫬䜐䡰㥙䜐䍩䜐䭺䵛䡰䙨㨳䍩㳲䳽䡰㠢㺂㺂