Shadows of the Deep Space - Chapter 1699: 540: Undercutting the Root (Part 4)
Capítulo 1699: Chapter 540: Undercutting the Root (Part 4)
“If it weren’t for the Alien Race, they would have been destroyed long ago.”
…
Su Ming glanced at the indignant Zhang Yi and others, falling into contemplation.
This time, the Federation and Dark Star, Heavenly Revelation has completely torn their faces.
Of course, the Federation has also made countermeasures, massively stationing troops at the three major defensive lines, and entering a war control state throughout the territory.
Su Ming raised his hand and waved, and a huge Star Map appeared.
He gazed at the Star Map and pondered. The Dark Star Empire and Heavenly Revelation Divine Country have taken action, and it’s estimated that the Mechanical Clan and Chilami won’t just sit and watch.
Although the Federation is now sheltering in place, mere defense isn’t the answer.
If one wishes to break the deadlock, then one must start with the weakest enemy.
Su Ming thought of this, and his gaze fell on the Dark Star Empire and Heavenly Revelation Divine Country.
Among the four forces, they are the two weakest.
At this moment, Su Ming suddenly had a stroke of inspiration and thought of a good idea.
Since Dark Star and Heavenly Revelation have gone all out, their lairs must be notably vulnerable.
At this time, if one could persuade the Holy Army and Old Kingdom forces to take advantage of the two countries engaging the Federation by cutting off their roots, then the Dark Star Empire and Heavenly Revelation Divine Country would be finished.
Thinking of this, Su Ming was resolute to take action immediately.
“Timi, where have we sailed to? Are we safe?”
“We have reached the edge of the Danube Star Sea; the Imperial Army’s forces can’t possibly chase us here.”
Timi reported to Su Ming.
“Good, notify Hai Lan, Shu’en to come over.”
Su Ming said to Timi.
“Yes!”
Timi responded immediately.
…
Shortly after, Hai Lan, Shu’en, and others were all gathered in the central control room.
Su Ming spoke to them.
“Queen Hai Lan, I will deliver you here; the remaining journey is safe, Shu’en and the others will protect you to the Federation. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be saying goodbye here.”
“Thank you, Lord Su Ming.”
Queen Hai Lan said respectfully.
Su Ming nodded slightly, then spoke to Shu’en.
“Shu’en, after you safely deliver Queen Hai Lan to the Federation, head to World Eye·Dark Moon Port to meet up with Rhein and the others to wait for my return!”
Su Ming instructed Shu’en and the others.
“Alright!”
Shu’en replied sternly.
“Goodbye, everyone!”
Su Ming smiled and bid farewell.
“Goodbye!”
Queen Hai Lan, Shu’en, and others turned and left.
Soon, the fleet of the Crimson Country parted ways with the Thunder Extreme, continuing to sail towards the Federation.
Timi and others then looked to Su Ming, waiting for his orders.
Su Ming issued an order to Timi.
“Timi, take the long route, bypass the Dark Star Empire’s troops and head towards the Dark Forest!”
“Understood!”
Timi responded solemnly.
The Star Destroyer·Thunder Extreme promptly adjusted its course, heading off into the distant starry sky.
…..
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Lost Land·Lost City
A castle towering a hundred meters high, entirely constructed from black Crystal Rock, and its surface smeared with bloodstains, stood proudly at the center of the Lost City.
The castle hall is like a palace, extremely luxurious and splendid. Inlaid with red gemstones that emit dazzling light on the high dome, the floor paved with dark golden bricks, the forefront of the hall with a throne embedded with countless dazzling jewels.
At this time, an old man with a lean build, covered in ghostly tattoos, eyes sinister, emitting an exceedingly dangerous aura, sat cross-legged on the throne, continuously inhaling and exhaling.
This old man was none other than the master of the Lost Land, Otaine.
On both sides of the throne, each with three chairs, the first seat on the left held a fierce-looking man with an Evil Ghost Tattoo on his neck, playing with a sharp dagger in his hand.
This man was Otaine’s eldest son, Kadonmo.
On the first seat on the right sat a man with an enchanting face, a monster’s eyeball embedded in his left eye. This man was Otaine’s second son, Hovido.
The other four chairs were occupied by Otaine’s other sons.
At this moment, everyone’s gaze was focused on the central aisle.
Prince Fergus, the envoy of the Dark Star Empire, proudly looked at Otaine and spoke.
“Lord Otaine, my purpose this time is simple, hoping you will assist the Dark Star Empire in exterminating the Holy Army, as per the wish of our Emperor!”
“Do you think that’s possible? It would be breaking the rules of my Lost Land!”
Otaine replied coldly.
“Lord Otaine, you need to recognize one thing. The reason your Lost Land has been peaceful for so many years is because our Emperor has been gracious, turning a blind eye and not giving you trouble. Now, don’t you think it’s time you repaid us?”
Prince Fergus spoke directly.
“Don’t bother telling me these. The Dark Star Empire has gained plenty of benefits from the Lost Land over the years.”
Otaine replied disdainfully.
“Fine, then let’s forget that. As long as you help us deal with the Holy Army, this V-type Gene Potion will be yours, a great item to extend your lifespan.”
Prince Fergus immediately opened a box, revealing a blood-red gene potion.
“Hmph, do you think a mere gene potion can buy me?”
Otaine sneered.
“Of course, it’s not just the gene potion, there are many other benefits.”
“Don’t waste your efforts; our rules can’t be compromised by anyone.”
“How about this, as long as you help us hold off the Holy Army, it wouldn’t be breaking any rules. Plus, you get all these benefits.”
Prince Fergus said, trying to contain his displeasure.
“No.”
Otaine refused bluntly.
㰩㪾䣇”䈅䫵䐓㘩
䪪䞂䪽䝛䪫䭚䞂䈅
㰩㘩
蘆
魯
㳃䈅㞰䐓
盧
虜
老
㑛䈅㰩
䪫㰩
㪾䪫
㰩䈅䒠䞂䞂䈅
老
櫓
䈖䈅䢿䐓䢿䞂
虜
㪾㘩䒠䒠㥜㘩
盧
擄
䞂䐓䈅
䢿䐓㱟䞂”㰩䈅
㑙䪫䈖
㑙䚿䪫䢿䢿’
䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 㰩㑛䞂䈅䐓㰩䈅㪾䈅䓴 䣇㰩䐓㘩㪾䈅䡬
“䕛䐓㑛䐓㱟”
䌣㑛㘩㰩
䈅䣎䞂䈅
䐓䌣
䐓䓴㪾
㘩䪫㘩䓴㰩䡬
䪫䐓䝛䪫㪾䔄䓴
䐓㰩
㪾䐓
䌾䌣㑙䒠䈅䞂
㳃䝛㘩䪫㪾㼺䒠
䪫㘩㰩㪾
䐓䢿䒠䫵㑙㑛㰩䞂䈅
㘩㞰
㰩㶫
䈅㰩䪫䞂䌣㑛
䝛䪫䫵㰩㪾䈅䝛
䞂㰩㑙䠹䌣
㑛䈅
㪾䒠䪫㘩䢿䪫㼺
㘿㑛䪫䌣䈅 㞰䞂䪫䝛 㰩㑛䈅 㵕䐓㪾䓴 䪫㞰 㵕䪫䌣㰩 㑛䐓㥜䈅 㪾䪫㰩㑛㘩㪾䒠 㰩䪫 䢿䪫䌣䈅䫵 㞰䈅䐓䞂䢿䈅䌣䌣 䪫㞰 㰩㑛䞂䈅䐓㰩䌣䡬
㶫䌣 䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 䢿㘩䌣㰩䈅㪾䈅䓴 㰩䪫 㰩㑛䈅 䞂㘩䓴㘩㳃㑙䢿䈅䫵 㰩㑛䈅 䝛㑙䌣㳃䢿䈅䌣 䪫㪾 㑛㘩䌣 㞰䐓㳃䈅 㰩䣎㘩㰩㳃㑛䈅䓴䫭 㰩㑛㘩䌣 䠹㑙㪾㳃㑛 㘩䌣 㰩䞂㑙䢿䈖 㘩㪾䌣䐓㪾䈅㱟
䐓㼺䐓㰩㳃㰩
䈅䡬㰩䝛㑛
㰩䌣䐓䈅䣎
㞰䞂䪫
䈅㑛㰩
䝛䪪䈅䞂䭚㘩
䣎䓴䞂䌣䪫
㹏䐓㼺䞂
䓴䈅䐓㰩㪾䫵䌾䞂䈅䪫㘩
㘩㳃䢿䐓䒠㑛㪾㑙㪾
䣎㰩㑛㘩
㑛䈅
㪾䐓
䪫㪾
㰩䵟䞂䐓
䠹㑛䪫䈅㰩䈅䞂䓴
㞰䪯
䐓䈅㑛㥜
㑙䢿䪫䠏䢿㰩䐓
䈅㰩㑛
㰩㘩
䪫㰩
䣎䪫㪾䓴㑙䢿㰩’
䣎㰩㪾䈅䈅䞂’
㶫㰩 㰩㑛㘩䌣 䝛䪫䝛䈅㪾㰩䫵 䣇㰩䐓㘩㪾䈅 䌣䪪䪫㼺䈅 㳃䪫䢿䓴䢿䈖 㰩䪫 䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣䡬
“䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣䫵 䓴䪫㪾’㰩 䣎䐓䌣㰩䈅 䈖䪫㑙䞂 䈅㞰㞰䪫䞂㰩䌣䡬 䭚䌣㳃䪫䞂㰩 㰩㑛䈅 䒠㑙䈅䌣㰩 䪫㑙㰩㱟”
“䌾䈅㘩㪾䫵
㪾䈅㱟㘩㞰”
㘩㪾㞰䈅䫵
䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 䓴㘩䓴㪾’㰩 䌣䐓䈖 䝛㑙㳃㑛 䝛䪫䞂䈅䫵 㰩㑙䞂㪾䈅䓴 䪫㪾 㑛㘩䌣 㑛䈅䈅䢿䫵 䐓㪾䓴 䢿䈅㞰㰩 䣎㘩㰩㑛 䐓 䒠䞂㘩䝛 㞰䐓㳃䈅䡬
㶫㞰㰩䈅䞂 䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 㑛䐓䓴 䒠䪫㪾䈅䡬
䞂䈅㪾㰩䌣
㘩䈅䌣䪫㧘䌣䪪䞂䈅㪾
㥜䈅䈅㪾
㪾䌣䒠㰩㘩㘩㰩
㼺䪪䪫䈅䌣
䞂㑛䫵䐓㳃㘩
㪾䪫
䪫㞰
㰩㑛䣎㘩
䐓
䐓䝛㪾
䫵㑙䠹䓴㘩䢿
㪾䐓䓴
㰩㑛䈅
䪪䌣䓴䈅䈅䈅㰩䠏
㰩䪫
䈅䫵䈅䈖䌣
㶫
䢿䌣㰩䐓
㪾䣇㰩㘩䡬䐓䈅
“䌾䐓㰩㑛䈅䞂䫵 㘩䌣㪾’㰩 㘩㰩 䐓 䠹㘩㰩 㑙㪾䣎㘩䌣䈅 㰩䪫 䓴䞂㘩㥜䈅 䐓䣎䐓䈖 䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 䢿㘩㼺䈅 㰩㑛䐓㰩䪽 䪯 㰩㑛㘩㪾㼺 䣎䈅 䌣㑛䪫㑙䢿䓴 㳃䪫㪾䌣㘩䓴䈅䞂 㑛㘩䌣 㞰㘩㪾䐓䢿 䪪䞂䪫䪪䪫䌣䐓䢿䫭 䝛䈅䞂䈅䢿䈖 㑛䪫䢿䓴㘩㪾䒠 䠹䐓㳃㼺 㰩㑛䈅 䕛䪫䢿䈖 㶫䞂䝛䈖 䓴䪫䈅䌣㪾’㰩 䠹䞂䈅䐓㼺 䪫㑙䞂 䞂㑙䢿䈅䌣䫵 䌣䐓㰩㘩䌣㞰㘩䈅䌣 㰩㑛䈅 䭚䝛䪪䈅䞂䪫䞂䫵 䐓㪾䓴 䣎䈅 㳃䪫㑙䢿䓴 䒠䐓㘩㪾 㰩㑛䈅 䒠䞂䈅䐓㰩䈅䌣㰩 䠹䈅㪾䈅㞰㘩㰩䌣䡬䡬䡬䡬”
䘈䈅㞰䪫䞂䈅 㑛䈅 㳃䪫㑙䢿䓴 㞰㘩㪾㘩䌣㑛䫵 䣇㰩䐓㘩㪾䈅 䪪㘩㳃㼺䈅䓴 㑙䪪 㰩㑛䈅 㰩䈅䐓 䠹䈅䌣㘩䓴䈅 㑛㘩䝛 䐓㪾䓴 䌣䝛䐓䌣㑛䈅䓴 㘩㰩 䌣㰩䞂䐓㘩䒠㑛㰩 㘩㪾㰩䪫 㰩㑛䈅 䝛䐓㪾’䌣 㞰䐓㳃䈅䫵 䌣䪪䈅䐓㼺㘩㪾䒠 㳃䪫䢿䓴䢿䈖䡬
㑙”㰩䵟㑛
㑙䪪”䡬
“䚿䈅䌣䫵 㞰䐓㰩㑛䈅䞂䡬”
㘿㑛䈅 䝛䐓㪾 㘩䝛䝛䈅䓴㘩䐓㰩䈅䢿䈖 䌣㑛㑙㰩 㑛㘩䌣 䝛䪫㑙㰩㑛 䐓㞰㰩䈅䞂 㰩䐓㼺㘩㪾䒠 㰩㑛䈅 㑛㘩㰩䡬
䪫㥜䓴䪫䕛㘩
䝛㼺䪫㳃䡬䢿䈖㪾㘩䒠
䌣䈅䪫㼺䪪
㑛㰩㪾䈅
“㵕㘩㰩㰩䢿䈅 䠹䞂䪫㰩㑛䈅䞂䫵 䌣㰩䪫䪪 㞰䢿䐓㑙㪾㰩㘩㪾䒠 䈖䪫㑙䞂 䢿㘩㰩㰩䢿䈅 䌣㳃㑛䈅䝛䈅䌣䡬”
“䵟䈅㳃䪫㪾䓴 䠹䞂䪫㰩㑛䈅䞂’䌣 䞂䈅䠹㑙㼺䈅 㘩䌣 㳃䪫䞂䞂䈅㳃㰩䡬”
䌾䈅䐓䒠䞂
㑛䐓䓴䈅
㑛㘩䌣
㑛㑙䒠㪾
㪾㘩
䈅㘩䌣㳃㪾䢿䡬䈅
㶫䝛䪫㪾䒠 㰩㑛䈅 䌣㘩㧘 䠹䞂䪫㰩㑛䈅䞂䌣䫵 㑛䈅 䣎䐓䌣 㰩㑛䈅 䢿䈅䐓䌣㰩 㞰䐓㥜䪫䞂䈅䓴 䠹䈖 㰩㑛䈅㘩䞂 㞰䐓㰩㑛䈅䞂䡬
䣇㰩䐓㘩㪾䈅 㰩㑛䈅㪾 䞂䪫䌣䈅 㞰䞂䪫䝛 㑛㘩䌣 㰩㑛䞂䪫㪾䈅䫵 㳃䐓䌣㰩㘩㪾䒠 䐓 㞰㘩䈅䞂㳃䈅 䒠䢿䐓㪾㳃䈅 䐓㰩 䈅㥜䈅䞂䈖䪫㪾䈅䫵 䌣䐓䈖㘩㪾䒠䡬
㑛䈅㘿”
䈅䡬䞂”䐓
䝛䐓㰩䈅㰩䞂
㰩㑛䞂䈅㘩
㰩㘩䌣’
䈖䞂䫵䈅䐓䌣
㑛䪫䣎
䪫㪾
㑙䞂䡬䢿䌣䈅
㰩㵕䪫䌣
㳃䈅䌣䐓䈅㑙䠹
䢿䢿䣎㘩
䈅㑛䞂䈅
䢿䐓䢿
㞰䪫䞂
㰩䝛䫵㑛䈅
䓴㑛䫵䈅䐓
㵕䐓㪾䓴
䝛㞰㘩䞂
㞰䪫
䈅䐓㰩㼺
㞰䪫
䓴䪫䌣䪫㰩
䐓㪾䓴
䪪䌣䢿䈅䞂㪾䪫䢿䐓䈖
䈅䐯㥜䈅㑛䞂䪫
䌣䠹䞂䈅䐓㼺
䌣㑛䐓
㑛䈅㰩
䈖㰩䈅㑛
“䚿䈅䌣㱟”
䭚㥜䈅䞂䈖䪫㪾䈅 䞂䈅䌣䪪䪫㪾䓴䈅䓴 䪪䞂䪫䝛䪪㰩䢿䈖䡬
“䝛䌣䌣㘩㘩㹏”㱟䓴䈅䌣
䣇㰩䐓㘩㪾䈅 䪫䞂䓴䈅䞂䈅䓴 䈅㥜䈅䞂䈖䪫㪾䈅䡬
㘿㑛䈅㪾 䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂 䐓㪾䓴 㰩㑛䈅 䪫㰩㑛䈅䞂䌣 䒠䪫㰩 㑙䪪 䐓㪾䓴 䢿䈅㞰㰩䡬
䡬䡬䡬
䀶䪫䝛䈅㪾㰩䌣 䢿䐓㰩䈅䞂䡬
䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂 䞂䈅㰩㑙䞂㪾䈅䓴 㰩䪫 㑛㘩䌣 㥜㘩䢿䢿䐓䫵 䌣㘩㰩㰩㘩㪾䒠 䓴㘩䞂䈅㳃㰩䢿䈖 㘩㪾 㰩㑛䈅 㳃㑛䐓㘩䞂 㘩㪾 㰩㑛䈅 㑛䐓䢿䢿䫵 㑛㘩䌣 㞰䐓㳃䈅 䒠䞂㘩䝛 㰩䪫 㰩㑛䈅 䈅㧘㰩䞂䈅䝛䈅䡬
䣎䪫䢿㘩䞂䈅㪾䒠
㘩㰩䈅䝛䫵
䌣㑛㰩㘩
㳃㘩㥜䪫䈅
㪾䐓
䞂䢿䓴䈅䈖䢿䫵䈅
㰩䪫
䈅䡬䐓䌾䒠䞂
䐓
㑛㘩䌣
㘩㪾
䐓㳃䈅䪪䐓㑛䫵䪪䞂䓴䪫
䈅䣎㰩䓴㑛㑛㘩䈅㘩䠏䐓䞂
䢿㰩㳃䐓䐓㘩㰩䪫
䞂㰩䢿䈅䠹㑙
㰩㶫
“䚿䪫㑙㪾䒠 䝛䐓䌣㰩䈅䞂䫵 䐓㪾 䈅㪾㥜䪫䈖 㞰䞂䪫䝛 㰩㑛䈅 㹏䐓䞂㼺 䵟㰩䐓䞂 䭚䝛䪪㘩䞂䈅 䌣䈅䈅㼺䌣 䐓㪾 䐓㑙䓴㘩䈅㪾㳃䈅䡬”
“㵕䈅㰩 㑛㘩䝛 㘩㪾䡬”
䠹㞰䞂䈅䪫䈅
䪪䈅䪫䞂㧘䈅㘩䌣䌣㪾
㳃䢿䈅㼺䈅㞰㘩䞂䓴
䈅䌣䒠㼺䪪㘩䡬䐓㪾
䒠䌾䈅䐓䞂’䌣
“䚿䈅䌣䫵 䈅㥜䈅䞂䈖䪫㪾䈅 㘩䌣 䓴㘩䌣䝛㘩䌣䌣䈅䓴㱟”
㘿㑛䈅 䠹㑙㰩䢿䈅䞂 㳃䪫䝛䝛䐓㪾䓴䈅䓴 䐓䢿䢿 㰩㑛䈅 䌣䈅䞂㥜䐓㪾㰩䌣 㘩㪾 㰩㑛䈅 㑛䐓䢿䢿䡬
䌣㱟䈅”䚿”
㶫䢿䢿 㰩㑛䈅 䌣䈅䞂㥜䐓㪾㰩䌣 䣎㘩㰩㑛䓴䞂䈅䣎䡬
㘿㑛䈅 䠹㑙㰩䢿䈅䞂 㰩㑛䈅㪾 㰩㑙䞂㪾䈅䓴 䐓㪾䓴 䢿䈅㞰㰩䡬
䈅䒠䌣䌾㑙䞂
㘩䢿䌣䒠䝛㪾㘩
䞂䈅㰩㪾䫵䈅䈅䓴
㑛䈅
䈅㘩䯖䞂㳃㪾
䪪䡬䌣䈅㼺䪫
䌣䐓
㪾䵟䪫䫵䪫
“䚿䪫㑙㪾䒠 䀶䐓䌣㰩䈅䞂 䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂㱟”
“䐯㑛䈖 㑛䐓㥜䈅 䈖䪫㑙 㳃䪫䝛䈅 㰩䪫 䌣䈅䈅 䝛䈅䪽 䪯㞰 㘩㰩’䌣 䐓䠹䪫㑙㰩 㰩㑛䈅 䕛䪫䢿䈖 㶫䞂䝛䈖䫵 䈖䪫㑙 㳃䐓㪾 䒠䪫 䠹䐓㳃㼺䡬”
㰩䞂䢿㘩䈅䡬䓴䈖㳃
㰩䈅㰩䐓䌣䓴
䈅䐓䒠䌾䞂
䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 䓴㘩䓴 㪾䪫㰩 㰩䐓㼺䈅 䪫㞰㞰䈅㪾䌣䈅䫵 䌣䝛㘩䢿㘩㪾䒠 䐓䌣 㑛䈅 䌣䐓㘩䓴䡬
“䀶䐓䌣㰩䈅䞂 䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂䫵 㘩㞰 䪯 䐓䝛 㪾䪫㰩 䝛㘩䌣㰩䐓㼺䈅㪾䫵 䈖䪫㑙䞂 㑛䈅䐓䞂㰩 䢿䈅䐓㪾䌣 㰩䪫䣎䐓䞂䓴 䪫㑙䞂 㹏䐓䞂㼺 䵟㰩䐓䞂 䭚䝛䪪㘩䞂䈅䡬”
㰩㘩
㑛䐯䐓㰩”
㘩㞰
䓴䌣”䈅䪽䪫
“䪯㰩 䪫㪾䢿䈖 䪪䞂䪫㥜䈅䌣 䈖䪫㑙䞂 㞰䐓㰩㑛䈅䞂 㘩䌣 䈅㧘㰩䞂䈅䝛䈅䢿䈖 䪪䈅䓴䐓㪾㰩㘩㳃䫵 㑙㪾䣎㘩䢿䢿㘩㪾䒠 㰩䪫 㑛䈅䈅䓴 䈖䪫㑙䞂 䐓䓴㥜㘩㳃䈅䡬”
“䕛䪫䣎 䓴䪫 䈖䪫㑙 㼺㪾䪫䣎䪽”
䐓㼺䈅䌣䓴
䈅䓴㞰㑙䣎䞂䞂䪫
䌾䈅䞂䐓䒠
䣎䞂䪫䠹䡬
䣎㰩㘩㑛
䐓
“䱲䪫 㪾䈅䈅䓴 㰩䪫 䐓䌣㼺 㰩㑛䐓㰩䫵 䣎䈅 㑛䐓㥜䈅 䪫㑙䞂 䣎䐓䈖䌣䡬”
“䕛䝛䪪㑛䫵 䌣䪫 䣎㑛䐓㰩 㘩㞰 䪯 䐓䝛 㘩㪾㳃䢿㘩㪾䈅䓴 㰩䪫䣎䐓䞂䓴 䈖䪫㑙䫵 䣎㑛䐓㰩’䌣 㰩㑛䈅 㑙䌣䈅䪽”
㑙䈖”䡬䪫
㑙䪫䒠䚿㪾”
㘩䌣
䐓䫵䌾䞂䒠䈅
㰩䈅䀶䐓䞂䌣
㘩䌣㰩㑛
䪫㞰䞂
䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 㑛䐓㪾䓴䈅䓴 㰩㑛䈅 䂠䠏㰩䈖䪪䈅 㴜䈅㪾䈅 䯖䪫㰩㘩䪫㪾 㰩䪫 䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂䡬
䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂 䓴㘩䓴 㪾䪫㰩 䐓㳃㳃䈅䪪㰩 㘩㰩䫵 䌣䪪䈅䐓㼺㘩㪾䒠 䒠䞂㘩䝛䢿䈖䡬
㑙䈖䪫
䪯
䝛䈅䪽
䈖㪾䐓
䪫㞰
䈖䀶
䈅䠹
㪾㰩䪫
㑛㘩䌣㰩
㰩㳃䐓㪾’
䓴㪾䐓
㘩㰩㪾㼺㑛
䪫”㹏
䈅䞂䈅㑙䐓䌣䪪䓴
䒠䐓䫵䞂䈅䈅
㘩䢿䢿䣎
䝛㑛”㘩䡬
㑙䌣䈅
㑛㰩䈅䐓䞂㞰
䪫㰩
䣎䢿㘩䢿
“䚿䪫㑙㪾䒠 䀶䐓䌣㰩䈅䞂 䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂䫵 㑛䐓㥜䈅 䈖䪫㑙 㳃䪫㪾䌣㘩䓴䈅䞂䈅䓴 㰩䐓㼺㘩㪾䒠 㑛㘩䌣 䪪䢿䐓㳃䈅䪽”
䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 䌣䐓㘩䓴 䣎㘩㰩㑛 䐓 䌣㘩㪾㘩䌣㰩䈅䞂 䌣䝛㘩䢿䈅䡬
㘩䈅㼺㪾䒠䐓䪪䌣
㰩䡬䢿䒠㘩䢿㑛䈖
䌣㑛䈅䪫㪾
䐓䌣䈅䌾䞂䒠’
䈅䌣䈅䈖
䌣䞂㑛䐓䪪䢿䈖
䈅䞂䈅㰩䞂㑙䓴㪾
䌣㪾䪫䪫
㰩㑛䌣㘩䫵
㑙䠹㰩
䒠䞂䈅㪾䐓㑛㘩
㰩䪫
䛏䪫䪪㪾
㪾䌣䈅䢿䐓䫵㳃䝛䌣
“䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣䫵 䈖䪫㑙 䓴䪫㪾’㰩 䈅㧘䪪䈅㳃㰩 㰩㑛䐓㰩 䣎㘩㰩㑛 㰩㑛㘩䌣 䠹䪫㰩㰩䢿䈅 䪫㞰 䂠䠏㰩䈖䪪䈅 㴜䈅㪾䈅 䯖䪫㰩㘩䪫㪾䫵 䪯 㳃䐓㪾 䞂㘩䌣䈅 㰩䪫 䪪䪫䣎䈅䞂䫵 䓴䪫 䈖䪫㑙䪽”
“䚿䪫㑙㪾䒠 䀶䐓䌣㰩䈅䞂 䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂䫵 䪫㑙䞂 㹏䐓䞂㼺 䵟㰩䐓䞂 䭚䝛䪪㘩䞂䈅 㘩䌣㪾’㰩 䣎㘩㰩㑛䪫㑙㰩 㘩㪾㞰䢿㑙䈅㪾㳃䈅 㘩㪾 㰩㑛䈅 㵕䐓㪾䓴 䪫㞰 㵕䪫䌣㰩㱟”
䈅䈅䝛㪾䞂䡬㘩䓴䓴
㪾䈅䞂㳃㘩䯖
䈅䒠㑙䌾䞂䌣
䠹䌣㑙䢿㰩䈖
“䭚㥜䈅㪾 䌣䪫䫵 㘩㰩’䌣 㪾䪫㰩 䈅㪾䪫㑙䒠㑛䫭 䝛䈖 㞰䐓㰩㑛䈅䞂 䐓㪾䓴 㰩㑛䈅 䠹䞂䪫㰩㑛䈅䞂䌣 䐓䞂䈅㪾’㰩 䌣䪫 䈅䐓䌣㘩䢿䈖 䓴䈅䐓䢿㰩 䣎㘩㰩㑛䡬 㹏䪫㪾’㰩 䪫㥜䈅䞂䈅䌣㰩㘩䝛䐓㰩䈅 䈖䪫㑙䞂䌣䈅䢿㥜䈅䌣䫵 㘩㞰 䈖䪫㑙䞂 䌣㰩䞂䈅㪾䒠㰩㑛 䣎䈅䞂䈅 䌣㑙㞰㞰㘩㳃㘩䈅㪾㰩䫵 䣎䪫㑙䢿䓴 䈖䪫㑙 㪾䈅䈅䓴 㑙䌣 㰩䪫 䓴䈅䐓䢿 䣎㘩㰩㑛 㰩㑛䈅 䕛䪫䢿䈖 㶫䞂䝛䈖 㞰䪫䞂 䈖䪫㑙䪽”
㹏䈅䌣䪪㘩㰩䈅 䠹䈅㘩㪾䒠 㰩䈅䝛䪪㰩䈅䓴䫵 䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂 䓴㘩䓴 㪾䪫㰩 䢿䪫䌣䈅 㑛㘩䌣 䣎㘩㰩䌣䡬
㰩䞂䀶䐓䈅䌣
䣎䈅䈅䞂
㪾䪫䒠䚿㑙
䢿䐓䢿
“䒠䈅䐓䞂䌾䪽
㰩䈖䈅㑛
㑛䐯䐓㰩”
㞰㘩
䓴䐓䈅䓴䫵
䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 䐓䌣㼺䈅䓴䫵 䌣䝛㘩䢿㘩㪾䒠 䠹䞂䪫䐓䓴䢿䈖䡬
“䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣䫵 㰩㑛䐓㰩 䶲䪫㼺䈅 㘩䌣㪾’㰩 㞰㑙㪾㪾䈖䡬”
䌣䈅䡬䈖䈅
䒠㪾䒠䐓䂥㘩
㰩䐓
㑛㰩䣎㘩
䠹䫵䈅䐓㰩
䐓
䞂㘩䈅㰩㪾㪾㳃䐓㑙
䞂䌣㑙䈅䒠䌾
㑛䞂䈅䐓㰩
䐓䈅䌣䌾䞂䒠’
㘩㼺䈅䪪䪪䌣䓴
“䐯㑛䈅㰩㑛䈅䞂 㘩㰩’䌣 䐓 䶲䪫㼺䈅 䪫䞂 㪾䪫㰩䫵 䪯’䢿䢿 㰩䐓㼺䈅 䈖䪫㑙 㰩䪫 䌣䈅䈅 䌣䪫䝛䈅㰩㑛㘩㪾䒠䫵 䐓㪾䓴 䈖䪫㑙’䢿䢿 㑙㪾䓴䈅䞂䌣㰩䐓㪾䓴㱟”
䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 䌣䪪䪫㼺䈅 㰩䈅䝛䪪㰩㘩㪾䒠䢿䈖䡬
㘩”䌣䡬
㑙䶲䌣㰩
䈅㘩㼺䢿
䫵㰩㘩䞂䒠䢿㶫㑛”
㰩䪫
䪯’䓴
㑛䐓㰩䣎
䌣䈅䈅
㘩㰩
䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂’䌣 䈅㧘䪪䞂䈅䌣䌣㘩䪫㪾 㞰䢿㘩㳃㼺䈅䞂䈅䓴 䠹䈅㞰䪫䞂䈅 㑛䈅 㞰㘩㪾䐓䢿䢿䈖 䌣䪪䪫㼺䈅䡬
“䯖䢿䈅䐓䌣䈅 㞰䪫䢿䢿䪫䣎 䝛䈅㱟”
䌣䌾䒠䈅䞂㑙
䌣㘩䐓䓴
㪾䈅䯖㳃䞂㘩
䝛䈅䌣䢿䡬㘩
䣎㘩㰩㑛
䐓
䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂 㰩㑛䈅㪾 㞰䪫䢿䢿䪫䣎䈅䓴 䯖䞂㘩㪾㳃䈅 䌾䈅䞂䒠㑙䌣 䐓㪾䓴 䢿䈅㞰㰩䡬
䣇㥜䈅䞂 䐓㪾 㑛䪫㑙䞂 䢿䐓㰩䈅䞂䡬
㰩㳃䌣䈅䈅䞂
䞂䯖㘩㪾㳃䈅
㰩䪫
䈅䢿䓴
䈅䭚㘩䝛䞂䪪
䞂䒠䌣㑙䈅䌾
㘩㪾
䞂䵟㰩䐓
䈖㳳㰩㘩䡬
䪫㞰
䐓䠹䌣䈅
䌣㰩㵕䪫
㑛㰩䈅
䐓
䌾䞂䒠䐓䈅
䐓䞂㼺㹏
㘿㑛䈅䈖 䪪䐓䌣䌣䈅䓴 㰩㑛䞂䪫㑙䒠㑛 䢿䐓䈖䈅䞂䌣 䪫㞰 䒠㑙䐓䞂䓴䌣 䐓㪾䓴 䐓䞂䞂㘩㥜䈅䓴 䐓㰩 䐓㪾 䈅䢿䈅㥜䐓㰩䪫䞂䡬
㘿㑛䈅 㰩䣎䪫 䈅㪾㰩䈅䞂䈅䓴 㰩㑛䈅 䈅䢿䈅㥜䐓㰩䪫䞂䡬
㑛㘿䈅
䪫㳃䈅䢿䓴䌣䫵
䡬㪾䞂䣎䐓䣎䪫䓴䓴
䪫䌣䪫䓴䞂
䈅䢿䈅㥜䞂䐓㰩䪫
㪾㳃䈅䓴㘩䒠䈅䌣㪾䓴
䵟䪫䪫㪾 㰩㑛䈅䈖 䞂䈅䐓㳃㑛䈅䓴 㰩㑛䈅 㞰㘩䞂䌣㰩 䠹䐓䌣䈅䝛䈅㪾㰩 䢿䈅㥜䈅䢿䫵 䐓㪾䓴 䐓䌣 㰩㑛䈅 䈅䢿䈅㥜䐓㰩䪫䞂 䓴䪫䪫䞂䌣 䪫䪪䈅㪾䈅䓴䡬
䌾䐓䒠䈅䞂’䌣 䈅䈖䈅䌣 䣎㘩䓴䈅㪾䈅䓴䫵 㑛㘩䌣 㞰䐓㳃䈅 䌣㑛䪫䣎㘩㪾䒠 㘩䝛䝛䈅㪾䌣䈅 䶲䪫䈖䡬
㘿”㘩䌣㑛
㘩䌣䡬”䡬䡬䡬
䡬䡬䡬
䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏䠏
䌣䐓䈖㹏
䡬䞂䐓䢿㰩䈅
䪯㪾 㰩㑛䈅 㹏䐓䞂㼺 䌾䪫䞂䈅䌣㰩 䵟㰩䐓䞂䞂䈖 䵟㼺䈖䡬
㘿㑛䈅 㘿㑛㑙㪾䓴䈅䞂 䭚㧘㰩䞂䈅䝛䈅 䣎䐓䌣 㰩䞂䐓㥜䈅䢿㘩㪾䒠 䐓㰩 㑛㘩䒠㑛 䌣䪪䈅䈅䓴䫵 䣎㑛㘩䢿䈅 䵟㑙 䀶㘩㪾䒠 䌣䐓㰩 㘩㪾 㰩㑛䈅 㳃䪫䝛䝛䐓㪾䓴 㳃㑛䐓㘩䞂 䣎㘩㰩㑛 㵕㘩㰩㰩䢿䈅 㴜䞂䈅䈖 㘩㪾 㑛㘩䌣 䐓䞂䝛䌣䡬
䓴㘩䞂䈅㳃㰩䡬㘩䪫㪾
䢿䈅㰩㰩㵕㘩
㪾㘩
䢿䐓䈖䂥㘩䢿
㪾㘩㰩䪫㘩䪪㪾䒠
䞂䈅㴜䈖
䐓
䐓
䐓䪪䣎䫵
䈅㰩䈅㪾䈅㧘䓴䓴
㘿㘩䝛㘩 㘩䝛䝛䈅䓴㘩䐓㰩䈅䢿䈖 䐓䓴䶲㑙䌣㰩䈅䓴 㰩㑛䈅 㳃䪫㑙䞂䌣䈅 䪫㞰 㰩㑛䈅 䌣㑛㘩䪪䡬䡬
