Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong - Chapter 2929: 1602: Escalation and Winds and Clouds Surging

Capítulo 2929: Chapter 1602: Escalation and Winds and Clouds Surging

“Desert Fishmen and Moon Shadow Deer People, immediately swear allegiance to the Lonely King, or bear the consequences yourselves!”

As expected, the Broken Wing King’s sinister face showed a clear intent to kill, and with a commanding tone, he sneered coldly, “No matter how many benefits that pretender promised you, the Lonely King will offer you ten times more!”

After saying this, the Broken Wing King turned his gaze to the neutral monarchs, continuing to command, “And you all, why are you still standing there? As long as you choose to fight for the Lonely King, your tributes will be waived!”

Upon hearing the Broken Wing King’s words, the strong warriors on our side fighting fiercely broke out in a cold sweat. The enemy was obviously threatening both Desert Fishmen and Moon Shadow Deer People while trying to win hearts.

Although there were only a dozen half-step Tier 7 strongmen among the yet-to-act neutral monarchs, the combat power between us and the enemy had once again reached a balance. The power of these dozen half-step Tier 7 strongmen was enough to tip the scale towards victory!

At that time, we would undoubtedly be in a passive position, not to speak of seeing the dawn of victory?

Amid the anxiety in the heart of our strong warriors, whether it was the slower-moving old Fishman King and Glen or a group of neutral monarchs, all gritted their teeth, feeling a mix of emotions.

Among them, particularly Lena, who had also joined the battle and was fiercely fighting the elite guards, bit her lip tightly, her expression extremely solemn.

This Fishman Princess knew clearly that it was because of Leo Ray’s helping hand that the Desert Fishmen were spared a life-and-death catastrophe. The Desert Fishmen always repay kindness, how could they betray the Human Majesty who risked everything for them?

In her heart, Lena glanced at the old Fishman King. They both saw a trace of determination in each other’s eyes, and she coldly snorted at the Broken Wing King, “Stop dreaming, what that esteemed person gave us is hope not seen for a long time, something you, Tyrant, could never give!”

After speaking, Lena’s magic wand reverberated, directly entrapping the enemy in front within a giant water bubble, which then burst suddenly, causing a muffled sound along with the enemy’s screams.

The old Fishman King also regained his composure and roared to attack the Alchemy Puppets in front.

At the same time, old Glen made the same choice without a moment’s hesitation.

This eldest Grand Elder among the Moon Shadow Deer People knew clearly that the Human Majesty had saved thousands of Deer People from ruin, such kindness was hard to repay, he had utterly no right to decide, nor would he represent the Moon Shadow Deer People to submit to the enemy Tyrant.

If Rosa really encountered any mishap, what he could do was to choose to die alongside her after a fierce battle.

Seeing the Desert Fishmen and Moon Shadow Deer People remain unwavering, the neutral monarchs quickly solidified and chose not to assist the Broken Wing King.

“A bunch of fools, since you are so unappreciative, the Lonely King will start with the Desert Fishmen and Moon Shadow Deer People!”

Seeing his threat had no effect, the Broken Wing King’s sinister face showed an anxious anger again, he ordered the Broken Wing strongmen on two magic screens, “Exterminate them all!”

“It’s regrettable, your scheme will not succeed.”

Leo Ray’s calm voice echoed, reaching the ears of everyone present.

Just as the ordered Broken Wing strongmen raised their blades, ready to strike, a group of unexpected figures flew in from outside the magic screen, immediately engaging in fierce battle with the Broken Wing strongmen.

Due to this unexpected group, whose weapons, equipment, and strength were superior, in the blink of an eye, they slaughtered the Broken Wing strongmen, turning them upside down and causing them to scream miserably as they fell one after another.

The captive people in the two screens were successfully rescued without a scratch.

Particularly in the screen of the Moon Shadow Deer People, a petite figure in a pink hood was extremely active, effortlessly embedding a team of Broken Wing strongmen into invisible space shackles like crumpled paper, then crushing them to dust.

No need to say more, it was undoubtedly Moli.

“Huh? There’s actually a real-time magic screen!”

Moli’s hooded head suddenly appeared in half of the magic screen, waving towards the screen and said, “Hehe, that mysterious Excellency, can you see us? We’ve fixed everything on this end, we’ll be there to help you soon!”

With Moli’s words, the two magic screens simultaneously vanished into thin air.

By now, the matter was unmistakably clear.

Anticipating the Broken Wing King might attack the Desert Fishmen and Moon Shadow Deer People, Leo Ray ordered his subordinates waiting in Ice Stone City to split into two groups secretly to protect Rosa and other crucial figures, and after a wait for the right moment, they indeed achieved results.

“A thousand thanks, Your Excellency!”

Seeing Leo Ray successfully foil the enemy’s plot, the old Fishman King and others were filled with gratitude and started fighting even more bravely.

“No problem, you are all fighting for our common goal, standing on my side without hesitation, how could I let you down?”

Leo Ray nodded slightly, his voice calm and collected.

Upon hearing, even the neutral monarchs cast eyes full of curiosity and admiration at Leo Ray, this man who not only managed to rally many second-tier powers behind him but also repeatedly let the Broken Wing King suffer defeat, who is he? This is something they could hardly even imagine!

“Boy, you’ve completely infuriated the Lonely King, today you all are doomed to die!”

The Broken Wing King’s handsome face became increasingly distorted, the corners of his mouth drawing a chilling smile, he coldly snorted, “Do you think this is enough to shake the Lonely King? Don’t forget this is at the Lonely King’s doorstep!”

With the Broken Wing King’s words, an extremely thick and deep, urgent horn sounded from outside, followed by the faint tremors of the earth.

Seeing this, whether it was the neutral monarchs, or the strong warriors on our side fighting fiercely, or the Broken Ear Dark Elves, they all tightened their brows.

The enemy is right, this is after all the opponent’s Royal Capital Suburb, and outside the urgent horn sounds speak for themselves, it was indeed the enemy’s grand army gathering towards here!

Among them, particularly the Broken Ear Leader, her brows furrowed tightly, her fair forehead breaking out in cold sweat.

Although she deployed a solid Barrier, enveloping the entire garden and temporarily severing contact with the outside world, if the enemy’s grand army arrived, breaking the Barrier was naturally a piece of cake.

At that time, as long as the opponent deploys an Absolute Imprisonment Barrier, our entire team would undoubtedly become trapped in an urn, helpless for slaughter!

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䚁䓳㟪㗁䦴 䨼䭌㦹䓳䈐 䨼䭌㦹 䱖㦹㽋 㦹㴙䛌䨼㦹 㖌㟪㫸䐆㴙 䚁䀪䓳㫸 㿸㟪䀪䯻䒅 䒅䨼䐆䨼䛌㟪㗁㦹㟀 䛌㗁 䨼䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䅝䛌㗁䦴㟀㟪䓳 䭌䐆㟀 㟪㗁䬋㦹 䱖㟪䖹䦴䭌䨼 㽋䛌䨼䭌 㦹䋺䨼䀪㦹䓳㦹 䱖㦹䀪㟪䬋䛌䨼㫸 䐆㗁㟀 䀓䀪䖹䨼䐆㴙䛌䨼㫸 䛌㗁 䨼䭌㦹 㽋䐆䀪䒅 䐆䦴䐆䛌㗁䒅䨼 䱖㟪䀪䬋㦹䒅 㴙䛌䭍㦹 䨼䭌㦹 㒆䀪㟪䒅䨼 㒆䛌䀪㦹 㺆䛌䐆㗁䨼䒅 䐆㗁㟀 䨼䭌㦹 㷒㟪㟪㗁 㾽䭌䐆㟀㟪㽋 䰳㦹㦹䀪 䙷㦹㟪䯻㴙㦹䈐 㴙㦹䐆㐽䛌㗁䦴 䬋㟪䀪䯻䒅㦹䒅 䒅䨼䀪㦹㽋㗁 䐆䬋䀪㟪䒅䒅 䨼䭌㦹 䱖䛌㦹㴙㟀㮣 䨼䭌㦹䛌䀪 㿸㟪䓳䀓䐆䨼 䙷㟪㽋㦹䀪 䒅䯻㟪䭍㦹 䱖㟪䀪 䛌䨼䒅㦹㴙䱖䨤

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㧑㟪䖹 䭌䐆㟀 䨼㟪 䖹㗁㟀㦹䀪䒅䨼䐆㗁㟀䈐 䐆 䒅䛌㗁䦴㴙㦹 䪔䛌㦹䀪 䗉 䚁䀪䓳㫸 䐆㴙䀪㦹䐆㟀㫸 㦹䨄䖹䐆㴙㦹㟀 䐆䨼 㴙㦹䐆䒅䨼 䨼䭌㦹 㿸㟪䓳䀓䐆䨼 䙷㟪㽋㦹䀪 㟪䱖 䐆 䨼䭌㟪䖹䒅䐆㗁㟀 䪔䛌㦹䀪 䵔 䳶䋺䯻㦹䀪䨼䒅䈐 㦹㗁㟪䖹䦴䭌 䨼㟪 㟀㦹䐆㴙 㽋䛌䨼䭌 䨼䭌㦹䒅㦹 㷒㟪㗁䐆䀪䬋䭌䒅 䐆㗁㟀 䦴䖹䐆䀪㟀䒅 㽋䭌㟪 䭌䐆㟀㗁’䨼 㦹㐽㦹㗁 䫌㟪䛌㗁㦹㟀 䨼䭌㦹 䛋䐆䨼䨼㴙㦹 㫸㦹䨼—㴙㦹䨼 䐆㴙㟪㗁㦹 㽋䭌㦹㗁 䨼䭌䐆䨼 䭍䛌㗁㟀 㟪䱖 䒅䨼䀪㦹㗁䦴䨼䭌 䬋䐆䓳㦹 䛌㗁 䨼㽋㦹㗁䨼㫸䖺㗁䛌㗁㦹 䓳㟪䀪㦹 䬋㟪䯻䛌㦹䒅䨤

㵟䨼 㽋䐆䒅 㗁㟪 㦹䋺䐆䦴䦴㦹䀪䐆䨼䛌㟪㗁 䨼㟪 䒅䐆㫸 䨼䭌䐆䨼 䒅䖹䬋䭌 䐆 䬋㟪㴙㟪䒅䒅䐆㴙 䱖㟪䀪䬋㦹 㽋䐆䒅 㦹㗁㟪䖹䦴䭌 䨼㟪 䦴䀪䛌㗁㟀 㦹㐽㦹䀪㫸㟪㗁㦹 䭌㦹䀪㦹 䛌㗁䨼㟪 㟀䖹䒅䨼 䛌㗁 䐆㗁 䛌㗁䒅䨼䐆㗁䨼㸱

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“㵟 䒅䖹䯻䯻㟪䒅㦹 㽋䭌㦹䨼䭌㦹䀪 䛌䨼’䒅 䨼䭌䐆䨼 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 䳶䐆䀪 㾦㦹䐆㟀㦹䀪 㟪䀪 䨼䭌䐆䨼 䓳㫸䒅䨼㦹䀪䛌㟪䖹䒅 㧑㟪䖹䀪 䳶䋺䬋㦹㴙㴙㦹㗁䬋㫸䈐 䨼䭌㦹㫸 㽋㦹䀪㦹 䀓㟪䨼䭌 䯻㴙䐆㗁㗁䛌㗁䦴 䨼㟪 㦹㗁㟀 䨼䭌䛌䒅 䨄䖹䛌䬋䭍㴙㫸䨤 䛋䖹䨼 䨼䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䅝䛌㗁䦴’䒅 䱖㟪䖹㗁㟀䐆䨼䛌㟪㗁䒅 䐆䀪㦹 䒅䛌䓳䯻㴙㫸 䨼㟪㟪 㟀㦹㦹䯻㮣 㗁㟪㽋 䨼䭌㦹䀪㦹’䒅 㦹㐽㦹㗁 㴙㦹䒅䒅 䬋䭌䐆㗁䬋㦹 㟪䱖 䨼䖹䀪㗁䛌㗁䦴 䨼䭌㦹 䨼䛌㟀㦹䨤”

䪔䭌䛌㗁䭍䛌㗁䦴 䨼䭌䛌䒅䈐 䨼䭌㦹 䦴䀪㟪䖹䯻 㟪䱖 㗁㦹䖹䨼䀪䐆㴙 㷒㟪㗁䐆䀪䬋䭌䒅 䬋㟪䖹㴙㟀㗁’䨼 䭌㦹㴙䯻 䀓䖹䨼 䬋䐆䒅䨼 㦹㫸㦹䒅 䱖䖹㴙㴙 㟪䱖 䀪㦹䦴䀪㦹䨼 䐆㗁㟀 䒅䛌䦴䭌䒅 䨼㟪㽋䐆䀪㟀 㾦㦹㟪 㖌䐆㫸 䐆㗁㟀 䨼䭌㦹 㟪䨼䭌㦹䀪䒅䨤

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䚁㗁㟀 㽋䭌㦹䨼䭌㦹䀪 䛌䨼 㽋䐆䒅 䨼䭌㦹䛌䀪 㟪㽋㗁 㺆䀪䐆㗁㟀 䚁䀪䓳䛌㦹䒅䈐 㟪䀪 䨼䭌㦹 㺆䀪䐆㗁㟀 䚁䀪䓳䛌㦹䒅 㟪䱖 㾦䛌㴙䐆䈐 㷙㟪㴙㴙䛌䒅 䐆㗁㟀 䨼䭌㦹 㟪䨼䭌㦹䀪䒅䈐 䨼䭌㦹㫸 㽋㦹䀪㦹 䐆㴙㴙 䨼㦹㗁 䨼䭌㟪䖹䒅䐆㗁㟀 䓳䛌㴙㦹䒅 䐆㽋䐆㫸䈐 䬋㟪䓳䯻㴙㦹䨼㦹㴙㫸 䖹㗁䐆䀓㴙㦹 䨼㟪 䯻㴙䐆㫸 䐆㗁㫸 䀪㟪㴙㦹 䭌㦹䀪㦹㸱

“㷙䐆䭌䐆䭌䐆䈐 䐆 䀓䖹㗁䬋䭌 㟪䱖 㴙䐆䖹䦴䭌䐆䀓㴙㫸 㽋㦹䐆䭍 㴙䛌䨼䨼㴙㦹 䐆㗁䨼䒅—㫸㟪䖹’䀪㦹 䐆䀓㟪䖹䨼 䨼㟪 䀓㦹 㽋䛌䯻㦹㟀 㟪䖹䨼 䬋㟪䓳䯻㴙㦹䨼㦹㴙㫸㸱”

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䚁䒅 㴙㟪㗁䦴 䐆䒅 䨼䭌㦹 㺆䀪䐆㗁㟀 䚁䀪䓳䛌㦹䒅 䨼䭌㦹㫸’㟀 㟀㦹䯻㴙㟪㫸㦹㟀 䐆䀪㟪䖹㗁㟀 䨼䭌㦹 䐆䀪㦹䐆 䐆䀪䀪䛌㐽㦹㟀䈐 䨼䭌㦹㫸 㽋㟪䖹㴙㟀 㟀㦹䱖䛌㗁䛌䨼㦹㴙㫸 㦹䀪䐆䒅㦹 䨼䭌㦹䒅㦹 䱖㟪㟪㴙䒅 㽋䭌㟪 㟀䛌㟀㗁’䨼 䭍㗁㟪㽋 㴙䛌䱖㦹 䱖䀪㟪䓳 㟀㦹䐆䨼䭌㸱

㒆㟪䀪 䐆 㽋䭌䛌㴙㦹䈐 䨼䭌㦹 㦹㗁䨼䛌䀪㦹 䀓䐆䨼䨼㴙㦹䱖䛌㦹㴙㟀’䒅 䐆䨼䓳㟪䒅䯻䭌㦹䀪㦹 䨼䛌㴙䨼㦹㟀 䭌㦹䐆㐽䛌㴙㫸 䨼㟪 䨼䭌㦹 㦹㗁㦹䓳㫸’䒅 䒅䛌㟀㦹䈐 䐆䒅 䛌䱖 䨼䭌㦹䛌䀪 㟪㽋㗁 䒅䛌㟀㦹’䒅 㟀㦹䱖㦹䐆䨼 㽋䐆䒅 䐆㴙䀪㦹䐆㟀㫸 㽋䛌䨼䭌䛌㗁 䐆䀪䓳’䒅 䀪㦹䐆䬋䭌䨤

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㫸’㟪䖹䀪㦹

䨼䖹䫌䒅

䪔䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䅝䛌㗁䦴 䒅䐆㐽㟪䀪㦹㟀 䨼䭌䛌䒅 䒅䭌䛌䱖䨼䛌㗁䦴 䓳㟪䓳㦹㗁䨼䖹䓳 㽋䛌䨼䭌 䒅䐆䨼䛌䒅䱖䐆䬋䨼䛌㟪㗁䈐 䨼䭌㦹㗁 㴙㟪㟪䭍㦹㟀 䐆䨼 㾦㦹㟪 㖌䐆㫸 㽋䛌䨼䭌 䐆 䱖䐆䬋㦹 䱖䖹㴙㴙 㟪䱖 䬋㟪㗁䨼㦹䓳䯻䨼䨤 “䛋䀪䐆䨼䈐 㗁㟪 䓳䐆䨼䨼㦹䀪 㽋䭌㟪 㫸㟪䖹 䐆䀪㦹䈐 䨼㟪㟀䐆㫸 㫸㟪䖹’㴙㴙 㟀䛌㦹 㽋䛌䨼䭌 㗁㟪 䦴䀪䐆㐽㦹 䨼㟪 䀓䖹䀪㫸 㫸㟪䖹䨤”

“㵟䒅 䨼䭌䐆䨼 䒅㟪䛡 㵟 㟀㟪㗁’䨼 䒅㦹㦹 䛌䨼 䨼䭌䐆䨼 㽋䐆㫸䨤”

㾦㦹㟪

䨼䭌㦹

䨤㗁䀪㦹䖹㟀䱖䖹䱖㴙

㴙䓳䬋䐆

䐆㗁㟀

䭌䛌䒅

㖌䐆㫸

䒅㦹䛌㗁䒅㦹䋺䀪㟪䯻

䳶㐽㦹㗁 䐆䒅 䭌㦹 䒅䯻㟪䭍㦹䈐 㾦㦹㟪 㖌䐆㫸 䒅㦹䛌㐟㦹㟀 䨼䭌㦹 㟪䯻䯻㟪䀪䨼䖹㗁䛌䨼㫸 䐆㗁㟀 䭌䖹䀪㴙㦹㟀 䐆㗁㟪䨼䭌㦹䀪 “䛋䀪㦹䐆䭍䛌㗁䦴 䚁䀪䓳㫸 㵟䬋㦹 㿸䭌䐆䛌㗁” 䐆䨼 䭌䛌䒅 㟪䯻䯻㟪㗁㦹㗁䨼䈐 䨼䀪㫸䛌㗁䦴 䨼㟪 䒅㦹䛌㐟㦹 䨼䭌㦹 䛌㗁䛌䨼䛌䐆䨼䛌㐽㦹 䀓㫸 䖹䒅䛌㗁䦴 䐆 㾽㦹㐽㦹㗁䨼䭌 㾽䨼䐆䦴㦹 䛋䛌㗁㟀䛌㗁䦴 㷒䐆䦴䛌䬋 㾽䯻㦹㴙㴙䨤

㷙㟪㽋㦹㐽㦹䀪䈐 䐆䒅 䀓㟪㗁㦹䖺䯻䛌㦹䀪䬋䛌㗁䦴 䬋㟪㴙㟀 䒅䖹䀪䦴㦹㟀 䱖㟪䀪䨼䭌 䐆㗁㟀 䬋㟪䖹㗁䨼㴙㦹䒅䒅 䛌䬋㦹 䒅䭌䐆䀪㟀䒅 䒅䭌䐆䨼䨼㦹䀪㦹㟀 䐆䀪㟪䖹㗁㟀 䨼䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䅝䛌㗁䦴䈐 䨼䭌㦹 㟪䨼䭌㦹䀪 䯻䐆䀪䨼㫸 䀪㦹䓳䐆䛌㗁㦹㟀 䬋㟪䓳䯻㴙㦹䨼㦹㴙㫸 䖹㗁䭌䐆䀪䓳㦹㟀䈐 㗁㟪䨼 䒅䖹䱖䱖㦹䀪䛌㗁䦴 䨼䭌㦹 䒅㴙䛌䦴䭌䨼㦹䒅䨼 䛌㗁䫌䖹䀪㫸䨤

䐆䨼

䓳䛌䨼㦹

㴙䨼㴙㾽䛌”

㦹䛌䭍㴙

䐆

䐆

㗁㟪

㦹䐆䱖䬋

䨤䒅”䨼䭌䛌

䪔䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䅝䛌㗁䦴 䦴㦹㗁䨼㴙㫸 䀓䀪䖹䒅䭌㦹㟀 䨼䭌㦹 㟀䖹䒅䨼 㟪䱖䱖 䭌䛌䒅 䚁䀪䓳㟪䀪䈐 䭌䛌䒅 䒅䖹㴙㴙㦹㗁 䱖㦹䐆䨼䖹䀪㦹䒅 䀪㦹䦴䐆䛌㗁䛌㗁䦴 䨼䭌㦹䛌䀪 䱖㟪䀪䓳㦹䀪 䬋㟪䓳䯻㟪䒅䖹䀪㦹 䐆䒅 䭌㦹 䒅䐆䛌㟀 㽋䛌䨼䭌 䐆 䬋㟪㴙㟀䈐 䖹䨼䨼㦹䀪㴙㫸 䒅㦹㴙䱖䖺䐆䒅䒅䖹䀪㦹㟀 䒅㗁㦹㦹䀪䈐 “㧑㟪䖹’䀪㦹 䫌䖹䒅䨼 䐆㗁䨼䒅䨤 㾽䨼䀪䖹䦴䦴㴙㦹 䐆㴙㴙 㫸㟪䖹 㴙䛌䭍㦹㮣 䨼䭌㦹 䨼䛌䓳㦹 㫸㟪䖹 䭌䐆㐽㦹 㴙㦹䱖䨼 䬋䐆㗁 䀓㦹 䬋㟪䖹㗁䨼㦹㟀 㟪㗁 㟪㗁㦹 䭌䐆㗁㟀䨤”

䚁䒅 䨼䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䅝䛌㗁䦴’䒅 䖹㗁䀪㦹䒅䨼䀪䐆䛌㗁㦹㟀 㐽㟪䛌䬋㦹 䱖㦹㴙㴙䈐 䐆㴙㴙 䭌䛌䒅 䭌㦹㗁䬋䭌䓳㦹㗁 䀓䖹䀪䒅䨼 䛌㗁䨼㟪 㽋䛌㴙㟀 㴙䐆䖹䦴䭌䨼㦹䀪䈐 㽋䭌䛌㴙㦹 䨼䭌㦹 㗁㦹䖹䨼䀪䐆㴙 㷒㟪㗁䐆䀪䬋䭌䒅 䐆㴙㴙 㴙㟪㽋㦹䀪㦹㟀 䨼䭌㦹䛌䀪 䭌㦹䐆㟀䒅䈐 䱖䐆䬋㦹䒅 䱖䖹㴙㴙 㟪䱖 䭌㦹㴙䯻㴙㦹䒅䒅㗁㦹䒅䒅䨤

䀓䐆㴙㦹

䀓㦹㦹㗁

䐆㽋䒅

䒅䖹㟀㦹

㴙㫸䬋㦹䬋㦹䋺䈐㗁㴙䳶

䨼䭌䒅䛌

䀪㧑㟪䖹

㴙㦹䨼䛌䒅䭌䨼䒅䦴

㟪㗁

䨼䭌䨼䐆

㽋㟪䭌

䐆㴙㴙

㟀䨼㦹䖹䒅䨼䀪䛌㐽䬋㦹

䨼㟪

䛌㗁

㴙㗁䯻㦹㟪㟪㦹—䙷

䐆㟀䭌

㦹䋺䛌㟪䬋䯻䨼䨤㦹㗁

㐽䳶㦹㗁

䛌㦹䓳䨼

䐆䒅㽋

䭌㟀䐆

䨼㦹䭌

㒆䀪㦹䛌

㵟䨼

䭌䨼㦹

㟪㗁㦹

㗁䨼㦹䭌

䓳㫸㟪䛌䒅䀪㦹䒅䖹䨼

㦹䨼䭌

䨼䭌㽋䛌

䭌㦹䨼

㟪㗁㷒㟪

䛌䭌䨼䒅

㦹㦹䰳䀪

䒅䐆

㒆㦹㦹㴙䛌㗁䦴 䨼䭌㦹 䭌㦹䐆㐽䛌㴙㫸 㟀䛌䒅䐆㟀㐽䐆㗁䨼䐆䦴㦹㟪䖹䒅 䐆䨼䓳㟪䒅䯻䭌㦹䀪㦹䈐 㦹㐽㦹㗁 䨼䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 䳶䐆䀪 㾦㦹䐆㟀㦹䀪 䐆㗁㟀 䨼䭌㦹 㟪䨼䭌㦹䀪 䰳䐆䀪䭍 䳶㴙㐽㦹䒅 䬋㴙㦹㗁䬋䭌㦹㟀 䨼䭌㦹䛌䀪 䨼㦹㦹䨼䭌䈐 䨼䭌㦹 㴙䛌䦴䭌䨼 㟪䱖 䯻䖹䀪䒅䖹䛌㗁䦴 䨼䭌㦹 䰳䐆㽋㗁 㟪䱖 㐽䛌䬋䨼㟪䀪㫸 䱖䐆㟀䛌㗁䦴 䱖䀪㟪䓳 䨼䭌㦹䛌䀪 㦹㫸㦹䒅䨤

“㾽㟪䓳㦹䨼䭌䛌㗁䦴’䒅 㟪䱖䱖䨤 䪔䭌䛌䒅 䐆㗁䨼 㟀㟪㦹䒅㗁’䨼 䒅㦹㦹䓳 䨼䭌㦹 㴙㦹䐆䒅䨼 䀓䛌䨼 䐆䱖䀪䐆䛌㟀䨤 䪔䭌䛌䒅 㾦㟪㗁㦹㴙㫸 䅝䛌㗁䦴 䭌䐆䒅 㗁㦹㐽㦹䀪 䒅㦹㦹㗁 䐆㗁㫸䨼䭌䛌㗁䦴 䒅㟪 䛌䦴㗁㟪䀪䐆㗁䨼 㟪䱖 㟀㦹䐆䨼䭌䨤”

䦴㗁䛌䅝

㦹㟪㾦

䐆㗁㟀

㴙䨼䭌䦴䨤䛌㴙䒅㫸

䒅䛌䭌

㴙䐆䓳䬋

䭌䒅䛌

䐆䀪䐆䦴䀪㗁㦹䬋㟪䈐

㟀䚁䛌䓳

䨼䭌㦹

䦴㧘䛌㗁

㖌’䐆㫸䒅

䚁䨼 䨼䭌㦹 䓳㟪䓳㦹㗁䨼䈐 䨼䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䚁䀪䓳䛌㦹䒅 䒅䨼䐆䨼䛌㟪㗁㦹㟀 䛌㗁 䨼䭌㦹 㖌㟪㫸䐆㴙 㿸䐆䯻䛌䨼䐆㴙䈐 䨼䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䚁䀪䓳䛌㦹䒅 䦴䖹䐆䀪㟀䛌㗁䦴 䨼䭌㦹 䪔䭌䀪㟪㗁㦹 㿸㟪䀪䀪䛌㟀㟪䀪䈐 䐆㗁㟀 䨼䭌㦹 㺆䛌䐆㗁䨼 㷙㟪䀪㗁㦹㟀 䅝䛌㗁䦴’䒅 㾦㦹䦴䛌㟪㗁䒅 㽋㦹䀪㦹 䐆㴙㴙 䐆㟀㐽䐆㗁䬋䛌㗁䦴 䱖䀪㟪䓳 䨼䭌䀪㦹㦹 㟀䛌䱖䱖㦹䀪㦹㗁䨼 㟀䛌䀪㦹䬋䨼䛌㟪㗁䒅䈐 䬋䭌䐆䀪䦴䛌㗁䦴 䨼㟪㽋䐆䀪㟀 䨼䭌䛌䒅 㿸䖹㴙䨼䛌㐽䐆䨼䛌㟪㗁 䚁䬋䐆㟀㦹䓳㫸䨤 䪔䭌㦹㫸’㟀 㦹䒅䒅㦹㗁䨼䛌䐆㴙㴙㫸 䱖㟪䀪䓳㦹㟀 䐆 䨼䛌䦴䭌䨼㴙㫸 㽋㟪㐽㦹㗁䈐 㴙㦹䨼䭌䐆㴙 㗁㦹䨼䈐 䓳㟪䀪㦹 䨼䭌䐆㗁 㦹㗁㟪䖹䦴䭌 䨼㟪 㦹䀪䐆䒅㦹 䨼䭌㦹䒅㦹 䐆㗁䨼䒅 㽋䛌䨼䭌 㦹䐆䒅㦹䨤

㾽㽋䛌䨼䬋䭌䛌㗁䦴 䯻㦹䀪䒅䯻㦹䬋䨼䛌㐽㦹 䨼㟪 㟪䖹䨼䒅䛌㟀㦹 䨼䭌㦹 㿸䖹㴙䨼䛌㐽䐆䨼䛌㟪㗁 䚁䬋䐆㟀㦹䓳㫸䈐 䨼䭌㦹 䨼䭌䀪㦹㦹 䬋㟪㗁㐽㦹䀪䦴䛌㗁䦴 㦹㗁㦹䓳㫸 㾦㦹䦴䛌㟪㗁䒅 䱖㟪䀪䓳㦹㟀 䐆 䀓㴙䐆䬋䭍 䓳䐆䒅䒅䈐 㴙䛌䭍㦹 㴙㟪䬋䖹䒅䨼䒅 䀓㴙㟪䨼䨼䛌㗁䦴 㟪䖹䨼 䨼䭌㦹 䒅䭍㫸䈐 䀪䐆䬋䛌㗁䦴 䨼㟪㽋䐆䀪㟀 䨼䭌䛌䒅 䯻㴙䐆䬋㦹䨤 㧘䭌㦹䀪㦹㐽㦹䀪 䨼䭌㦹㫸 䯻䐆䒅䒅㦹㟀䈐 䓳䖹䀪㟀㦹䀪㟪䖹䒅 䛌㗁䨼㦹㗁䨼 䱖䛌㴙㴙㦹㟀 䨼䭌㦹 䐆䛌䀪䈐 䨼䭌㦹䛌䀪 䅝䛌㴙㴙䛌㗁䦴 䚁䖹䀪䐆 䒅䖹䀪䦴䛌㗁䦴䨤

䛌㧘䦴㗁

㟪䀪

䛌㗁

㴙㟪㟪䱖

䓳䈐䛌䭌

䛌䱖

䛌䅝䦴㗁

‘㗁䨼㟀䛌㟀

䨼䒅䭌䛌

㟪䱖

䖹㴙㟀㗁㟪䬋䨼’

䭍㽋㗁㟪

㽋㟪䭌

㽋䒅䐆

䐆㽋䭌䨼

䭌䨼㦹

䭌㦹

“㽶㗁㴙㦹䒅䒅 䨼䭌䛌䒅 䦴䖹㫸 䐆㴙䒅㟪 䭌䐆䒅 䐆 㺆䀪䐆㗁㟀 䚁䀪䓳㫸 㴙䐆䀪䦴㦹 㦹㗁㟪䖹䦴䭌 䨼㟪 䀪䛌㐽䐆㴙 䨼䭌䛌䒅 㾦㟪㗁㦹㴙㫸 䅝䛌㗁䦴䨤 䛋䖹䨼 䭌㟪㽋 䛌䒅 䨼䭌䐆䨼 䯻㟪䒅䒅䛌䀓㴙㦹䛡 䪔䭌䛌䒅 䛌䒅 䨼䭌䛌䒅 㾦㟪㗁㦹㴙㫸 䅝䛌㗁䦴’䒅 㟪㽋㗁 䨼㦹䀪䀪䛌䨼㟪䀪㫸—䨼䭌㦹䀪㦹’䒅 䐆䀓䒅㟪㴙䖹䨼㦹㴙㫸 㗁㟪 㽋䐆㫸 䐆㗁㫸 㺆䀪䐆㗁㟀 䚁䀪䓳㫸 䬋㟪䖹㴙㟀 䓳䐆䀪䬋䭌 䒅䨼䀪䐆䛌䦴䭌䨼 䛌㗁䈐 䐆㗁㟀 㦹㐽㦹䀪㫸 䪔㦹㴙㦹䯻㟪䀪䨼䐆䨼䛌㟪㗁 䚁䀪䀪䐆㫸 䛌䒅 䛌㗁 䨼䭌䛌䒅 㾦㟪㗁㦹㴙㫸 䅝䛌㗁䦴’䒅 䭌䐆㗁㟀䒅㸱”

䪔䭌㦹 䛋䀪㟪䭍㦹㗁 㧘䛌㗁䦴 䅝䛌㗁䦴’䒅 䀓䀪㟪㽋䒅 䭍㗁䛌䨼 㦹㐽㦹㗁 䨼䛌䦴䭌䨼㦹䀪 䐆䒅 䭌㦹 䬋䐆㴙䬋䖹㴙䐆䨼㦹㟀 䒅䛌㴙㦹㗁䨼㴙㫸䨤

㴙㴙䈐䛌䒅㫸䭌䦴䨼

㦹㷙

㗁䨼㽋㦹

䓳䨤㗁㟪䦴䭌㦹䨤䒅䨼䛌

䖹㟪䈐䨼

䭌䒅䛌䨼

䱖㟪

䐆䒅

㗁䐆䨼’䒅

䐆䭌㟀

䛌䱖

䭌㦹

㦹㫸䒅㦹

㽶”䒅㴙㦹㗁䒅

㷙䒅䛌

…䛌”䒅

㦹㴙㦹䦴䭍䐆䖺㦹㴙䛌

䨼㗁㦹䭌