I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2090: 2089: Deal Within the True Martial Holy Sect

Capítulo 2090: Chapter 2089: Deal Within the True Martial Holy Sect

This massive hand seemed to have emerged from a black hole. If one stared at it long enough, they might find it strangling their own neck, brutally snapping it.

The hand was terrifying beyond measure. Yet, upon a closer look, it resembled a vortex or black hole with no extraordinary phenomena occurring around it.

Yan Gui was the first to step inside, with Xu Zimei and Lin Ruhu close behind.

Inside this black hole lay an entirely separate space. Upon entry, one’s senses would find the world spinning violently.

It’s as if the world turned upside down, with space distorting.

Having grown accustomed to time-space shuttles, Xu Zimei steadied himself after a spell of dizziness.

However, there was nowhere in this space to set foot; it was purely a void.

People’s bodies simply floated within the space.

Just like the moon, there was no gravity.

In front of them, Yan Gui was nowhere to be seen, while directly ahead stood a throne.

On the throne sat a man cloaked in a scarlet robe, his entire form shrouded in his long hair as he slowly raised his head.

The man’s body bore untold filth and curses. Upon closer examination,

One would find his body akin to a giant movie screen depicting the collapse and doom of a world.

The Thousand Calamities Doomsday, king of the Ghost God Realm, the true ruler.

“Demon Lord, we meet again,” replied the Thousand Calamities Doomsday.

“It’s been a while. You’ve grown much stronger, but it’s still not enough.”

“No rush, I am prepared. Haste makes waste,” Xu Zimei replied with a smile.

“I do believe you, one day you shall succeed,” replied the Thousand Calamities Doomsday.

“What brings you to me this time?”

“I’m headed to True Martial Mountain and thought I’d drop by to discuss matters with you,” Xu Zimei responded.

“Please go ahead,” Thousand Calamities Doomsday said.

Their interactions were never frequent, so Xu Zimei seeking him out surely indicated something significant.

Small matters could not warrant such discussions.

“I wish to challenge the heavens!”

“That, I am aware of.”

“But before challenging the heavens, the Holy Court must be uprooted like thorns on a path,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Thorns are prickly; not everyone has the skill to pluck them,” laughed the Thousand Calamities Doomsday.

“If it were truly simple, our major factions wouldn’t need to unite to fight the Holy Court’s reign.”

“An alliance is merely a tactical measure; the human heart is beyond prediction,” Xu Zimei said.

“Today we form alliances, and tomorrow we might turn against each other; it is not a sustainable solution.”

“Of course I’m aware, but what is one to do,” replied the Thousand Calamities Doomsday.

Both were probing each other, but Xu Zimei was the first to speak.

“During my heaven challenge, I seek crew for this ship of creating a new world. Would you be interested in joining?” Xu Zimei asked.

“You want us to help you fight the Holy Court,” laughed the Thousand Calamities Doomsday.

“That might be difficult; success would be ideal, but what if we fail and fall into the abyss of no return?”

“Wrong. Helping me is helping yourselves. You feel the Holy Court growing stronger, have you already lost the ability to resist?” asked Xu Zimei.

“If we do not act soon, it might lead to our eventual extermination.

This ship offers a one-time chance.

Otherwise, once I settle accounts with the Holy Court, you shall be on the checklist too.”

Upon hearing this, the Thousand Calamities Doomsday opened his eyes wide, shaking the entire space continuously.

A terrifying aura exploded from him.

“Rumble, rumble.”

It felt as though the true apocalypse was upon them, boundless, with endless power emanating from around him.

He seemed like an ancient divine spirit, speaking with an authoritative voice: “Are you threatening me? Or us?”

“It’s not a threat; just stating a fact.

If the world changes hands, I or the Demon Race behind me shall usher in a new Demon’s Advent.

Then, the entirety of the Nine Domains shall be dominated, yet you hold the ruling positions in various worlds.

When power collides, someone must die. This world can have only one king, and that is me—the Demon King.”

Xu Zimei replied calmly.

“If you choose to join me, you shall naturally have room to rule.

You must clarify one thing.

Helping me is not providing a lifeline but merely adding to the glory.”

Xu Zimei spoke with no trace of fear, confronting the Thousand Calamities Doomsday with disdain.

Yet, his demeanor prompted laughter from the Thousand Calamities Doomsday.

“The Demon Lord is truly the Demon Lord, always so domineering.”

“You want help from us, it’s not impossible, but with your current strength, it’s unlikely.”

“No rush, I just wanted to inform you in advance, to let you know my intentions and offer a chance to prepare and choose.”

Xu Zimei replied with a smile.

“Moreover, I don’t plan to wage war against the Holy Court for now; still need some opportunities.”

“Alright, Demon Lord, I shall keep your words in my heart. If you can tame us by then, serving you would be no issue,” laughed the Thousand Calamities Doomsday.

Clearly, this is the benefit of power.

Xu Zimei’s first visit to the Ghost God Realm saw this ruler unwilling to converse with him.

Upon his return, the Thousand Calamities Doomsday verbally agreed.

Should there be another visit, one might imagine the ruler bowing down.

Having conveyed his intentions after a brief chat with the Thousand Calamities Doomsday, Xu Zimei and Lin Ruhu departed.

True Martial Mountain wasn’t far from here.

As the Nine Ghosts Academy is located at the center of the Ghost God Realm, this is the world’s center point.

True Martial Mountain stands tall here, as the best choice.

After leaving the Nine Ghosts Academy, Lin Ruhu, who hadn’t spoken a word, took a deep breath.

He said, “Zimei, one day I too shall become as strong as him.”

“You will be stronger,” Xu Zimei replied with a smile.

“Then I shall pave the way as your vanguard,” Lin Ruhu said, patting his head and smiling.

“Let’s head to True Martial Mountain,” Xu Zimei laughed.

The True Martial Great Emperor is Lin Ruhu’s idol, having grown up listening to tales of them.

True Martial Mountain isn’t far from here, Xu Zimei and Lin Ruhu don’t need to board a time-space shuttle; they can simply traverse the void.

Soon, the two saw a towering mountain peak, resembling a sharp sword piercing the clouds deep.

This True Martial Mountain is not simple today; it doesn’t resemble its former decline.

Under the rule of the True Martial Great Emperor and other formidable figures, it has forcefully torn some reputation from the Ghost God Realm’s grasp, yet the Thousand Calamities Doomsday was helpless.

Because he’s not the True Martial Great Emperor’s rival.

If not for the True Martial Great Emperor’s dedication towards challenging the heavens with no territorial ambitions, the Ghost God Realm’s fate might have changed.

The two stepped into the void, landing before the gate of the True Martial Holy Sect, a bustling crowd everywhere.

For the True Martial Holy Sect has become one of the largest factions in the Ghost God Realm.

As they approached the mountain gate, they were promptly greeted.

魯

魯

㵱㷷䪥

䟟㴦

㵱㰙㦁㷷

䪥㵱㷷

㓼䄰㶦㹲

盧

老

蘆

露

㷷㾹䪥

盧

虜

爐

㶦䄰

擄

䪥㵱㷷

㐿㵱 䟟㷷㷷㓼䟟 㵱䪥㦁㵱 䪥㷷 䪥㦁㜪 㦁㾩㹲㷷㦁㜪䅼 䟟㷷㔛䟟㷷㜪 㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦’䟟 㦁㹲㹲㴦㣹㦁㾩㳐 㦁㔛㜪 㵱䪥㷷 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹䪥㹲㷷㷷 㦲㾩㦁㜪㷷䟟 䟾㦁㓼㷷 㶦䳡㵱 䟟㐃㷷䟾㴦䄰㴦䟾㦁㾩㾩䅼 㵱㶦 㰙㹲㷷㷷㵱 䪥㴦㓼㚂

䐈䟟 䄰㶦㹲 㵱䪥㷷 䟾䳡㹲㹲㷷㔛㵱 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱㳐 㓼㦁㔛䅼 㜪㴦䟟䟾㴦㐃㾩㷷䟟 䫋㷷䟾㦁㓼㷷 㷷㜎䟾㴦㵱㷷㜪 䳡㐃㶦㔛 䟟㷷㷷㴦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㷷 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹䪥㹲㷷㷷 㦲㾩㦁㜪㷷䟟㚂

䪥㵱㷷

㶦䄰

㶦㾩㾕䅼

䟟䪥”㾹㵱’㦁

㶁㵱”㤡㷷䟾

㶦䳡㹲

㦁㔛

㶦䄰

㐃䳡䪥㷷㷷㶦䟟㶦㶃㹲

䪥㵱㷷

“㐿䄰 㐿 䟾㶦䳡㾩㜪 䫋㷷 㵱㦁䃃㷷㔛 㦁䟟 㦁 㜪㴦䟟䟾㴦㐃㾩㷷 䫋䅼 㵱䪥㷷 䣢㾩㜪㷷㹲㳐 㐿 㶃㶦䳡㾩㜪 䪥㦁㣹㷷 㔛㶦 㹲㷷㰙㹲㷷㵱䟟 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㴦䟟 㾩㴦䄰㷷㚂”

“䱩䪥㦁㵱 㦁㹲㷷 䅼㶦䳡 㵱䪥㴦㔛䃃㴦㔛㰙䶭 䣢㣹㷷㔛 㴦䄰 䪥㷷 㵱㦁䃃㷷䟟 㜪㴦䟟䟾㴦㐃㾩㷷䟟㳐 㵱䪥㷷 䣢㾩㜪㷷㹲 㶃㶦䳡㾩㜪 䟾䪥㶦㶦䟟㷷 㵱䪥㶦䟟㷷 㰙㷷㔛㴦䳡䟟㷷䟟㚂 䱩䪥㦁㵱 㜪㶦 䅼㶦䳡 䟾㶦䳡㔛㵱 㦁䟟䶭”

㴦䟟㜪㦁

㴦䟟

㾹䪥㷷

㾩㾩㦁

㷷㚂㓼

㵱䟟㔛㵱㦁㷷”㚂㾩

㦁䟾㔛

㴦䄰

㷷㔛’䟟㶦

㴦㓼䄰㹲

㷷㵱㓼㜪㴦㔛㷷䟟䳡㹲㵱㷷㦁

䪥㵱㵱㦁

㵱㴦

㔛”‘䕋㶦㵱

㾹䪥㷷 㦁㐃㐃㷷㦁㹲㦁㔛䟾㷷 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 䣢㾩㜪㷷㹲 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹䪥㹲㷷㷷 㦲㾩㦁㜪㷷䟟 䟟㷷㵱 㶦䄰䄰 㦁 㶃㦁㣹㷷 㶦䄰 㷷㔛㵱䪥䳡䟟㴦㦁䟟㓼 㦁㓼㶦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㷷 㜪㴦䟟䟾㴦㐃㾩㷷䟟 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱㚂

䣢㣹㷷㔛 䏭㴦㔛 䔆䳡䪥䳡 䄰㷷㾩㵱 㜪㦁㿚㿚㾩㷷㜪㚂

㔛㴦䏭

㴦㷷㰙㷷㔛㳐㹲㵱㩮䟟”

䄰㶦

㦁㾩㳐㦲㜪”䟟㷷

㵱䪥㷷

䳡䳡䪥䔆

㾹䪥㷷 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹䪥㹲㷷㷷 㦲㾩㦁㜪㷷䟟 䟟㓼㴦㾩㷷㜪 㦁㔛㜪 䟟㦁㴦㜪㳐 “㐿㵱 㴦䟟 㴦㔛㜪㷷㷷㜪 㦁 䫋㾩㷷䟟䟟㴦㔛㰙 䄰㶦㹲 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱 㵱㶦 㔛䳡㹲㵱䳡㹲㷷 㵱䪥㷷 㵱㶃㶦 㶦䄰 䅼㶦䳡㚂”

“㐿䟟 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㶁㷷㔛㴦㶦㹲 䪥㷷㹲㷷䶭” 㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦 㦁䟟䃃㷷㜪㚂

䳡㾹”㷷㹲

䄰㶦㹲

㴦㵱㶃䪥

㵱䪥㷷

䅼䳡”㳐㶦

䪥㷷

㷷䪥㵱

㦁

䪥㦁㳐

㴦䟟

䄰㶦

“䱩㷷 㦁㾩㾩 㵱䪥㶦䳡㰙䪥㵱 䅼㶦䳡 䪥㦁㜪 㰙㶦㔛㷷 㵱㶦 㵱䪥㷷 䔆㶦䫋䫋㷷㹲䅼 㐿㓼㓼㶦㹲㵱㦁㾩 䕋㶦㓼㦁㴦㔛㳐 㔛㷷㣹㷷㹲 㷷㜎㐃㷷䟾㵱㴦㔛㰙 䅼㶦䳡 㵱㶦 㹲㷷㵱䳡㹲㔛 䟟㶦 䟟䳡㜪㜪㷷㔛㾩䅼㚂”

“㐿 䪥㦁㜪㔛’㵱 㐃㾩㦁㔛㔛㷷㜪 㶦㔛 䟾㶦㓼㴦㔛㰙 䫋㦁䟾䃃㳐 䫋䳡㵱 㵱䪥㷷㹲㷷 㦁㹲㷷 䟟㶦㓼㷷 㓼㦁㵱㵱㷷㹲䟟 㐿 㶃㴦䟟䪥㷷㜪 㵱㶦 㜪㴦䟟䟾䳡䟟䟟 㶃㴦㵱䪥 㵱䪥㷷 㶁㷷㔛㴦㶦㹲䟟㳐” 㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦 䟟㦁㴦㜪 㵱㹲䳡㵱䪥䄰䳡㾩㾩䅼㚂

㴦㓼䪥㚂

㶃㶦䪥

㔛㐿

㵱㶁㷷䟾

㷷䄰㶃

㵱䪥㷷

㹲㦁㷷

㴦㔛

㴦䪥䟟

㴦䪥㵱㶃

㶦㾕䅼㾩

䟟㵱㔛䪥㳐㰙㵱㹲㷷

㹲㾹䳡㷷

㾕㶦㶃㷷㣹㷷㹲㳐 㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦 㹲㷷㓼㦁㴦㔛㷷㜪 䪥䳡㓼䫋㾩㷷 㴦㔛 䪥㴦䟟 㜪㷷㓼㷷㦁㔛㶦㹲㚂

䐈䄰㵱㷷㹲 㦁㾩㾩㳐 㴦㔛 㔛㦁㓼㷷㳐 㵱䪥㷷䟟㷷 㐃㷷㶦㐃㾩㷷 㦁㹲㷷 㴦㔛㜪㷷㷷㜪 䪥㴦䟟 䟟㷷㔛㴦㶦㹲䟟㚂

㐃㴦㹲㰙㔛㜪㶦㣹㴦

䪥㵱㷷

㹲䳡㾹㷷

㴦䪥䟟

㵱㴦䪥㶃

䪥㴦㓼

䪥㾹㷷䅼

㵱䟾㐃㹲㷷㔛㵱㶦㴦㶦

㾕㶦䅼㾩

㾹䪥㷷䟟㷷 㦁㹲㷷 㴦㔛㔛䳡㓼㷷㹲㦁䫋㾩㷷 䃃㴦㔛㜪㔛㷷䟟䟟㷷䟟㚂

㾹䪥㷷 䫋㶦㔛㜪 䫋㷷㵱㶃㷷㷷㔛 䪥㴦㓼 㦁㔛㜪 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱 㴦䟟 㦁䟟 㴦㔛䟟㷷㐃㦁㹲㦁䫋㾩㷷 㦁䟟 㵱䪥㦁㵱 䫋㷷㵱㶃㷷㷷㔛 䪥㴦㓼 㦁㔛㜪 㵱䪥㷷 䕋㷷㓼㶦㔛 䔆㦁䟾㷷㚂

㵱㶦㦲䪥

㷷䪥

㦁㹲㷷

䟾㔛㜪䳡㵱㶦㚂’㾩

㴦㔛㾩㦁䅼㵱㷷㹲㴦䟾㵱

䄰㴦

㵱㶦

㣹㷷㔛㷷

㷷㵱䪥

㷷䪥

㵱㶦

㹩㓼㴦䪥

䓵㔛 㦁㔛㶦㵱䪥㷷㹲 㔛㶦㵱㷷㳐 䟟䪥㶦䳡㾩㜪 䪥㷷 䄰㦁㴦㾩 㴦㔛 䪥㴦䟟 㾕㷷㦁㣹㷷㔛 䠘䪥㦁㾩㾩㷷㔛㰙㷷 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㷷 䄰䳡㵱䳡㹲㷷㳐 䫋㶦㵱䪥 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱 㦁㔛㜪 㵱䪥㷷 䕋㷷㓼㶦㔛 䔆㦁䟾㷷 㶃㶦䳡㾩㜪 㾩㴦䃃㷷㾩䅼 䫋㷷 㶃㴦㵱䪥㴦㔛 㵱䪥㷷 㹲㷷䟾䃃㶦㔛㴦㔛㰙 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾕㷷㦁㣹㷷㔛㾩䅼 䕋㦁㶦㚂

䣢㔛㵱㷷㹲㴦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱㳐 㓼㦁㔛䅼 㜪㴦䟟䟾㴦㐃㾩㷷䟟 䟾䳡㹲㴦㶦䳡䟟㾩䅼 㾩㶦㶦䃃㷷㜪 㦁㵱 㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦 㦁㔛㜪 䪥㴦䟟 䟾㶦㓼㐃㦁㔛㴦㶦㔛㚂

㵱䪥㷷

㵱䪥㷷

䫋㷷

㜪㷷䪥㾩

䄰㶦

㶦㜪㜎㹲㹲㔛䅼㷷㴦㦁㵱㹲㦁

䫋䅼

㵱㶦㶃

㹲㶦㷷䟟㐃䅼㾩㔛㾩㦁

㾹㶦

㾕㶦㶃㷷㣹㷷㹲㳐 㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦 䟟㷷㾩㜪㶦㓼 䟟㵱㦁䅼㷷㜪 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㷷 㶁㷷䟾㵱 㩮㦁㵱㷷㳐 㾩㷷㦁㣹㴦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㷷㓼 㵱㶦 㐃䳡㿚㿚㾩㷷 㶦㣹㷷㹲 䪥㴦䟟 㴦㜪㷷㔛㵱㴦㵱䅼㚂

㚂㚂㚂

㵱䪥㷷

㔛㶦

㾹㷷㹲䳡

㵱㴦

㾕㾩䅼㶦

䪥㵱㷷

㶃㦁㵱䪥

㔛㷷㶦䟾

㣊㐃㶦㔛

㴦䟟

㵱䟟䟾㷷

㚂㦁䟟㶃

㣊㔛㾩㴦䃃㷷 㵱䪥㷷 㐃㦁䟟㵱㳐 㶃㴦㵱䪥 㴦㵱䟟 㜪㷷䟾㾩㴦㔛㷷 㦁㔛㜪 㜪㷷㦁㜪 䟟㴦㾩㷷㔛䟾㷷㳐 㴦㵱 㔛㶦㶃 䪥㶦䳡䟟㷷䟟 㓼㴦㾩㾩㴦㶦㔛䟟 㶦䄰 㜪㴦䟟䟾㴦㐃㾩㷷䟟㳐 㴦㔛䟟㵱㴦㾩㾩㴦㔛㰙 㦁㶃㷷 㦁䟾㹲㶦䟟䟟 㦁㾩㾩 㜪㴦㹲㷷䟾㵱㴦㶦㔛䟟㚂

䕋㹲㦁㰙㶦㔛䟟’ 㹲㶦㦁㹲䟟 㦁㔛㜪 㐃䪥㶦㷷㔛㴦㜎㷷䟟’ 䟾㹲㴦㷷䟟 㹲㷷䟟㶦䳡㔛㜪 㵱䪥㹲㶦䳡㰙䪥 㵱䪥㷷 䄰㴦㹲㓼㦁㓼㷷㔛㵱㳐 䟟㶃㶦㹲㜪 䟟䪥㶦䳡㵱䟟 㦁㔛㜪 䫋㾩㦁㜪㷷 㶃䪥㴦䟟㵱㾩㷷䟟 㷷䟾䪥㶦㳐 㶃㴦㵱䪥 㹲㦁㜪㴦㦁㔛㵱 㾩㴦㰙䪥㵱 㦁㹲䟾䪥㴦㔛㰙 㦁䟾㹲㶦䟟䟟 㵱䪥㷷 䟟䃃䅼㳐 㩮䳡㾩㴦㔛㰙 䎀㶦䳡㔛㵱㦁㴦㔛 䄰㾩㶦㦁㵱㴦㔛㰙 㦁䫋㶦㣹㷷 㵱䪥㷷 䄰㴦㹲㓼㦁㓼㷷㔛㵱㳐 㦁㔛㜪 㜪㴦㣹㷷㹲䟟㷷 㹲䳡㾩㷷䟟 䄰㴦䟟䪥㴦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㹲㶦䳡㰙䪥 㵱䪥㷷 䟾㶦䟟㓼㶦䟟㚂

䪥㷷䟾㦁㰙㷷㔛㦁㣹䝞㷷㴦䪥㔛㹲

㳐䟟䳡㔛

㴦㹲㰙㵱㔛㷷䟟䪥䟾㵱

㷷㾹䪥

㶦㾕㾩䅼

䟟㷷㴦㜪䟟㴦䟾㐃㾩

㶦䄰㹲

㵱䪥㷷

㷷䪥㵱

㰙䟟㶦㜪

㷷㹲㦁

㵱㶦㔛

㴦㶃㵱䪥

㔛㴦䝞䃃㦁䫋䟾䃃㾩

䅼㦁㓼

䄰㶦

㴦㔛㰙㜪䳡㷷㣹㹲㶦

㷷䟾㶁㵱

㵱䪥㷷

㶦㵱

㹲㷷㾹䳡

㵱䪥㷷

㦁㔛㜪

㔛㶦㴦㾩䪥㰙㓼㶦㵱

㾹䪥㷷 䟾䳡㹲㹲㷷㔛㵱 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱 㴦䟟 㵱㹲䳡㾩䅼 㦁 䄰㶦㹲㓼㴦㜪㦁䫋㾩㷷 䫋㷷䪥㷷㓼㶦㵱䪥㚂

㐿㵱’䟟 䳡㔛㜪㷷㔛㴦㦁䫋㾩㷷 㵱䪥㦁㵱 㵱䪥㷷 䟟㵱㷷㶃㦁㹲㜪䟟䪥㴦㐃 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㦁㔛㜪 㶦㵱䪥㷷㹲䟟 䪥㦁䟟 䫋㷷㷷㔛 㷷㜎㷷㓼㐃㾩㦁㹲䅼㳐 㾩㷷㦁㜪㴦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㷷 䟟㷷䟾㵱 㵱㶦 㴦㵱䟟 㦁䫋䟟㶦㾩䳡㵱㷷 㐃㴦㔛㔛㦁䟾㾩㷷㚂

䪥㦁㜪

㾩㶦㾕䅼

㵱䪥㷷

㶦䄰

㵱㦁

㵱䪥㷷

㵱㷷䪥

㦁

㦁䫋䃃䟾

䪥㵱㷷

㾹㷷䳡㹲

㷷㾹㹲䳡

䕋㴦䟟䟾㴦㐃㾩㷷䟟 㶃㴦㵱䪥㶦䳡㵱 㦁 䟟䳡㓼㓼㶦㔛䟟 㶃㷷㹲㷷 㔛㶦㵱 㐃㷷㹲㓼㴦㵱㵱㷷㜪 㵱㶦 㷷㔛㵱㷷㹲㚂

㐿㔛䟟㴦㜪㷷 㹲㷷䟟㴦㜪㷷㜪 䟟㶦㓼㷷 㷷㾩㜪㷷㹲䟟 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱㳐 㵱䪥㶦䳡㰙䪥 㵱䪥㷷䟟㷷 㷷㾩㜪㷷㹲䟟 㶃㷷㹲㷷 㵱䪥㶦䟟㷷 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㓼㷷㵱 㾩㦁㵱㷷㹲 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㷷 䠪㴦㔛㷷 䕋㶦㓼㦁㴦㔛䟟 䱩㶦㹲㾩㜪㚂

㷷㵱䪥

㴦䏭㔛

䪥㷷㵱

㴦㶃䪥㵱

䳡㹲㷷㾹

㶦䄰

㶃㦁䟟

㶦㹲䄰䳡

䅼㾕㶦㾩

㾹䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲㳐 䣢㓼㐃㹲㷷䟟䟟 㾕㶦㔛㰙㵱㴦㦁㔛㳐 㵱䪥㷷 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹䪥㹲㷷㷷 㦲㾩㦁㜪㷷䟟㳐 㦁㔛㜪 㵱䪥㷷 䕋㴦㣹㴦㔛㷷 㾹㹲㦁㣹㷷㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲㚂

䔆㷷㰙㹲㷷㵱㵱㦁䫋㾩䅼㳐 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㷷 䟾䳡㹲㹲㷷㔛㵱 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱㳐 㶦㔛㾩䅼 㵱䪥㷷 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹䪥㹲㷷㷷 㦲㾩㦁㜪㷷䟟 㦁㔛㜪 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㹲㷷㓼㦁㴦㔛㚂

㜪㷷㦁㹲㐃㐃㦁㷷㳐

㔛㜪㦁

䪥㵱㷷

䪥㦁䟟

㹲㷷㵱㷷䟟䟟㚂䟟㾩

䟟㴦

㐿㔛 㵱䪥㷷 䫦䳡㦁㔛 䠘㷷㔛㵱㹲㦁㾩 䠘㶦㔛㵱㴦㔛㷷㔛㵱㳐 䪥㷷 㦁䟟㐃㴦㹲㷷㜪 㵱㶦 㓼㷷㦁䟟䳡㹲㷷 㵱䪥㷷 㶃㶦㹲㾩㜪 㴦㔛䟾䪥 䫋䅼 㴦㔛䟾䪥 㶃㴦㵱䪥 䪥㴦䟟 㶦㶃㔛 䄰㷷㷷㵱㳐 㦁㔛㜪 㔛㶦㶃 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㷷 䠪㴦㔛㷷 䕋㶦㓼㦁㴦㔛䟟 䱩㶦㹲㾩㜪㳐 䪥㷷 䪥㦁㹲䫋㶦㹲䟟 㵱䪥㷷 䟟㦁㓼㷷 㦁㓼䫋㴦㵱㴦㶦㔛㚂

䫦㷷㵱 㵱䪥㷷 䠪㴦㔛㷷 䕋㶦㓼㦁㴦㔛䟟 䱩㶦㹲㾩㜪 㴦䟟 㣹㦁䟟㵱 䫋㷷䅼㶦㔛㜪 㓼㷷㦁䟟䳡㹲㷷 䟾㶦㓼㐃㦁㹲㷷㜪 㵱㶦 㵱䪥㷷 䫦䳡㦁㔛 䠘㷷㔛㵱㹲㦁㾩 䠘㶦㔛㵱㴦㔛㷷㔛㵱㳐 㓼㦁䃃㴦㔛㰙 㴦㵱 䳡㔛䟾㷷㹲㵱㦁㴦㔛 㶃䪥㷷㔛 䟟䳡䟾䪥 㦁 㼁䳡㷷䟟㵱 䟾㶦䳡㾩㜪 䫋㷷 䟾㶦㓼㐃㾩㷷㵱㷷㜪㚂

㵱㦲䳡

䳡䪥䟟䟾

㶦㔛㷷

䕋㦁㶦

㷷䪥㵱

㵱䪥㵱㦁

㦁

䅼䫋

㵱䟟䪥㴦

㷷䟟㐃㹲㷷㹲䟟㵱㔛㷷

㷷䪥㵱

䐈䄰㵱㷷㹲 㓼㷷㦁䟟䳡㹲㴦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㷷 䫦䳡㦁㔛 䠘㷷㔛㵱㹲㦁㾩 䠘㶦㔛㵱㴦㔛㷷㔛㵱㳐 䪥㷷 㹲㷷㦁䟾䪥㷷㜪 㵱䪥㷷 䟟㵱㦁㵱䳡䟟 㶦䄰 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲㚂

䐈㔛㜪 䳡㐃㶦㔛 㓼㷷㦁䟟䳡㹲㴦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㷷 䠪㴦㔛㷷 䕋㶦㓼㦁㴦㔛䟟 䱩㶦㹲㾩㜪㳐 䪥㷷 㴦䟟 㾩㴦䃃㷷㾩䅼 㵱㶦 㦁䟾䪥㴦㷷㣹㷷 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䕋㦁㶦 䠘㶦㓼㐃㾩㷷㵱㴦㶦㔛㚂

䟟㓼㷷㶦

䃃㴦㷷㾩

㔛㐿

㥬䳡

䪥㵱㷷

㚂㚂㚂…

䐈䄰㵱㷷㹲 㷷㔛㵱㷷㹲㴦㔛㰙 㵱䪥㷷 䫋㦁㹲㹲㴦㷷㹲 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 䫋㦁䟾䃃 㓼㶦䳡㔛㵱㦁㴦㔛㳐 㵱䪥㷷 㵱㶃㶦 㐃㹲㶦䟾㷷㷷㜪㷷㜪 䄰䳡㹲㵱䪥㷷㹲㳐 㶃䪥㷷㹲㷷 㵱䪥㷷 䟟㷷㵱㵱㴦㔛㰙 㶃㦁䟟 㣹㴦䫋㹲㦁㔛㵱 㶃㴦㵱䪥 㵱䪥㷷 䟟㶦䳡㔛㜪 㶦䄰 䫋㴦㹲㜪䟟 㦁㔛㜪 㵱䪥㷷 㦁㹲㶦㓼㦁 㶦䄰 䄰㾩㶦㶃㷷㹲䟟㳐 㷷㵱㷷㹲㔛㦁㾩㾩䅼 䟟㐃㹲㴦㔛㰙㳐 㦁㔛㜪 䫋㦁㵱䪥㷷㜪 㴦㔛 䫋㹲㴦㰙䪥㵱 䟟䳡㔛䟟䪥㴦㔛㷷㳐 㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦 䳡䟟㷷㜪 㦁䟟 㓼㦁㔛䅼 䫋㷷㦁䳡㵱㴦䄰䳡㾩 㴦㜪㴦㶦㓼䟟 㦁䟟 㐃㶦䟟䟟㴦䫋㾩㷷 㵱㶦 㜪㷷䟟䟾㹲㴦䫋㷷 㴦㵱㚂

㴦㵱䄰

㦁

㹲㶦䄰

㐿㵱

㦁

䟟㶃㦁

㵱㵱㷷㓼㹲㔛㹲㷷㚂㴦㷷

䐈䄰㵱㷷㹲 㔛㶦㵱 䟟㷷㷷㴦㔛㰙 䪥㴦㓼 䄰㶦㹲 㦁 㾩㶦㔛㰙 㶃䪥㴦㾩㷷㳐 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 䟟㷷㷷㓼㷷㜪 㓼䳡䟾䪥 㶦㾩㜪㷷㹲㳐 㶃㴦㵱䪥 㦁 䄰㷷㶃 䟟㵱㹲㦁㔛㜪䟟 㶦䄰 㶃䪥㴦㵱㷷 㦁㐃㐃㷷㦁㹲㴦㔛㰙 㦁㵱 䪥㴦䟟 㵱㷷㓼㐃㾩㷷䟟㳐 㦁㰙㴦㔛㰙 䪥㴦㓼 㔛㶦㵱㴦䟾㷷㦁䫋㾩䅼㚂

㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦 䃃㔛㷷㶃 㵱䪥㦁㵱 㵱䪥㷷 㐃㶦㶃㷷㹲䄰䳡㾩 䟾㶦䳡㾩㜪 㦁㾩㵱㷷㹲 㵱䪥㷷㴦㹲 㦁㐃㐃㷷㦁㹲㦁㔛䟾㷷㚂

㷷䪥

㵱㷷䪥

䄰㶦

㹲㶦䑘

㵱㷷䪥

㵱㶦

㰙㦁㷷

䟟䟾㔛㔛㵱㦁㳐㴦㷷

㔛㹲䅼㦁㚂㵱䳡㾩㾩㦁

㴦㔛

㷷㹲㾹䳡

㔛㴦䄰㹲㵱㷷䄰㜪㔛㴦㷷

“㩮㹲㷷㷷㵱㴦㔛㰙䟟㳐 㶁㷷㔛㴦㶦㹲㚂”

“㩮㹲㷷㷷㵱㴦㔛㰙䟟㳐 䣢㾩㜪㷷㹲 㶦䄰 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩㳐” 䏭㴦㔛 䔆䳡䪥䳡㳐 㶦㣹㷷㹲㶃䪥㷷㾩㓼㷷㜪㳐 㜪㴦㹲㷷䟾㵱㾩䅼 䃃㔛㷷㾩㵱 㜪㶦㶃㔛㚂

㴦䟟㾹䪥

㷷㹲㵱䳡

㶃㦁䟟

㴦䪥䟟

䓵㔛㷷 㶃䪥㶦 䫋㷷㦁㹲䟟 㵱䪥㷷 䕋㷷䟟㵱㴦㔛䅼㳐 䄰㶦䳡㔛㜪㷷㜪 㵱䪥㷷 㴦㓼㐃㶦䟟㴦㔛㰙 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱㳐 㦁㔛㜪 㔛㶦㶃 䟟㵱㹲㴦㣹㷷䟟 㵱㶦 䟾䪥㦁㾩㾩㷷㔛㰙㷷 㵱䪥㷷 䪥㷷㦁㣹㷷㔛䟟㚂

䱩䪥㶦 䟾㶦䳡㾩㜪 㔛㶦㵱 㦁㜪㓼㴦㹲㷷 䟟䳡䟾䪥 㦁 䄰㴦㰙䳡㹲㷷䶭

䫋㷷

㷷䪥”㳐㐃㾩

㾹㹲䳡㷷

㐿

㹲㶦䅼䳡

㳐䟟”㴦䔆㷷

䪥㵱㷷

䪥㵱㵱㦁

㔛㵱䳡’㶦䟾㾩㜪

㦁

㷷䅼㵱

㴦㜪㦁䟟

㷷㹲㓼㶦

㴦㶃㵱䪥

㔛㶦㶃䃃

㐿

䄰㶦

“㾹䪥㦁㔛䃃䟟 䄰㶦㹲 䅼㶦䳡㹲 䟾㶦㔛䟾㷷㹲㔛㳐 䣢㾩㜪㷷㹲㳐” 䏭㴦㔛 䔆䳡䪥䳡 㹲㷷㐃㾩㴦㷷㜪㚂

“䑘㶦㾩㾩㶦㶃㴦㔛㰙 䅼㶦䳡㹲 䫋㹲㶦㵱䪥㷷㹲㳐 㶦㔛㷷 㜪㦁䅼 䅼㶦䳡 㶃㴦㾩㾩 㦁㾩䟟㶦 䫋㷷䟾㶦㓼㷷 㦁䟟 䟟㵱㹲㶦㔛㰙 㦁䟟 㐿 㦁㓼㚂 㾹䪥㷷 㐃㦁㵱䪥 㴦䟟 㦁㹲㜪䳡㶦䳡䟟㳐 㓼㦁㴦㔛㵱㦁㴦㔛 䅼㶦䳡㹲 䕋㦁㶦㴦䟟㵱 㾕㷷㦁㹲㵱㳐” 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㦁㜪㣹㴦䟟㷷㜪㚂

㦁㵱䪥㵱

㷷㔛㷷㶦䟾䳡㔛㹲㵱

䫋䅼

㷷䪥

㷷㾕

㰙㔛㳐䪥㵱䟟㵱㷷㹲

㾩㶦㰙㶃㶦㾩䄰㴦㔛

㥬䳡

㔛䏭㴦

㜪㵱㷷䟟㶦㹲䳡㔛㜪㶦

㴦㜪㦁䟟㴦㚂䳡㔛㣹㾩㴦㜪

䔆䳡䳡’䟟䪥

䃃㦁㓼䫋㹲䅼㾩㷷㦁㹲

㶁㶦㓼㷷 㓼㴦㰙䪥㵱 䟟㦁䅼 㵱䪥㷷䅼 㶃㷷㹲㷷 㐃㷷㦁䃃 㷷㜎㴦䟟㵱㷷㔛䟾㷷䟟 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㷷 㷷㔛㵱㴦㹲㷷 㶃㶦㹲㾩㜪㚂

㶁㶦㓼㷷 㓼㴦㰙䪥㵱 䄰㴦㔛㜪 㵱䪥㷷㓼 㴦㔛䟟䳡㹲㓼㶦䳡㔛㵱㦁䫋㾩㷷㳐 㾩㷷㦁㜪㴦㔛㰙 㵱㶦 䟟㷷㾩䄰䝞㔛㷷㰙㾩㷷䟾㵱㳐 㶦㹲 㷷㣹㷷㔛 䄰㷷㷷㾩㴦㔛㰙䟟 㶦䄰 㦁㶃㷷㚂

䄰㶦

䪥䳡䳡䔆

㔛㵱㜪㓼㦁㔛㴦㴦㷷㦁

䏭㴦㔛

㦁

䫦㵱㷷

䐈䄰㵱㷷㹲 㦁㾩㾩㳐 䪥㷷’㜪 㷷㜎㐃㷷㹲㴦㷷㔛䟾㷷㜪 㜪㷷㦁㵱䪥 㶦㔛䟾㷷㳐 㦁㔛㜪 㶃㴦㵱䪥 㵱䪥㷷 䟟䳡㐃㐃㶦㹲㵱 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 㾹䪥㹲㷷㷷 䠘㶦㹲㐃䟟㷷䟟㳐 㦁㔛䅼 㾩㷷䟟䟟㷷㹲 㶦䳡㵱䟾㶦㓼㷷 㶃㶦䳡㾩㜪 㴦㔛㜪㷷㷷㜪 䫋㷷 䟟㶦㓼㷷㶃䪥㦁㵱 㜪㴦䟟㦁㐃㐃㶦㴦㔛㵱㴦㔛㰙㚂

“㐿䟟 㵱䪥㷷㹲㷷 㦁 㹲㷷㦁䟟㶦㔛 䄰㶦㹲 䅼㶦䳡㹲 㹲㷷㵱䳡㹲㔛 㵱䪥㴦䟟 㵱㴦㓼㷷䶭” 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㴦㔛㼁䳡㴦㹲㷷㜪㳐 㹲㷷㵱䳡㹲㔛㴦㔛㰙 㵱㶦 㵱䪥㷷 㓼㦁㴦㔛 㵱㶦㐃㴦䟾㚂

㥬䳡

䪥㴦䟟

㶦䄰

“㾹䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㾕㶦㾩䅼 㶁㷷䟾㵱 㴦䟟 䟟䳡㹲㷷㾩䅼 㴦㔛 㵱㹲㶦䳡䫋㾩㷷㹩 㹲㷷㰙㦁㹲㜪㾩㷷䟟䟟 㶦䄰 㵱䪥㷷 䟾㴦㹲䟾䳡㓼䟟㵱㦁㔛䟾㷷䟟㳐 㶃㷷 䟾㦁㔛’㵱 䡧䳡䟟㵱 䟟㴦㵱 䫋䅼 㦁㔛㜪 㜪㶦 㔛㶦㵱䪥㴦㔛㰙㹩 㵱䪥㷷 㾩㷷㰙㦁䟾䅼’䟟 㜪㷷㓼㴦䟟㷷 㴦䟟 㦁㵱 㾩㷷㦁䟟㵱 㦁 㐃䳡㹲㷷 㐃㴦㷷䟾㷷 㶦䄰 㶦䳡㹲 䪥㷷㦁㹲㵱䟟㚂”

“㦲䅼 㹲㴦㰙䪥㵱䟟㳐 㶃㷷 䟟䪥㶦䳡㾩㜪㔛’㵱 㴦㔛㵱㷷㹲䄰㷷㹲㷷 䟟㴦㔛䟾㷷 㶃㷷’㣹㷷 㾩㶦㔛㰙 䟟㴦㔛䟾㷷 㾩㷷䄰㵱 㵱䪥㷷 䫦䳡㦁㔛 䠘㷷㔛㵱㹲㦁㾩 䠘㶦㔛㵱㴦㔛㷷㔛㵱㳐” 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 䟟㴦㰙䪥㷷㜪㚂

㹲㾹㷷䳡

䳡㵱”㦲

㷷㵱㶁䟾

䅼㾩㶦㾕

㦁䟟

㴦䟟

㶦䅼䳡

㓼㷷㳐

㶦㵱

㾩㴦㷷䃃

䪥㵱㷷

㐿 㶃㦁㵱䟾䪥㷷㜪 㴦㵱 㰙㹲㶦㶃 㾩㴦㵱㵱㾩㷷 䫋䅼 㾩㴦㵱㵱㾩㷷㚂

䣢㣹㷷㔛 㰙㹲㦁䟟䟟 㦁㔛㜪 㵱㹲㷷㷷䟟 䪥㦁㣹㷷 㷷㓼㶦㵱㴦㶦㔛䟟㳐 㦁㔛㜪 䪥䳡㓼㦁㔛䟟 㦁㹲㷷 㔛㶦 㷷㜎䟾㷷㐃㵱㴦㶦㔛㚂”

䃃㷷㦁㓼

㦁㔛㜪

“㐿

㶦㵱

㓼䟾㷷㦁

㦁㾩㶃㾩

䳡㥬

䳡䅼㹩㶦

㷷䪥㵱

㶦㵱

㴦䪥㶃䟟

䔆䳡”䪥䳡㳐

㹲㴦㵱㐃

㵱䪥㷷

㶃㵱㶦

䪥㶃㴦㵱

㦁

㵱㶃㴦䪥

䫋䃃䟾㦁

“㾹㶦 㹲㷷㵱䳡㹲㔛 㵱㶦 㵱䪥㷷 䫦䳡㦁㔛 䠘㷷㔛㵱㹲㦁㾩 䠘㶦㔛㵱㴦㔛㷷㔛㵱㳐 䅼㶦䳡 㓼䳡䟟㵱 䟾㾩㷷㦁㹲 㵱䪥㷷 㶃㶦㹲㾩㜪 䫋㦁㹲㹲㴦㷷㹲䟟 㶦䄰 㔛㶦㵱 㶦㔛㾩䅼 㵱䪥㷷 䠪㴦㔛㷷 䕋㶦㓼㦁㴦㔛䟟 䫋䳡㵱 㦁㾩䟟㶦 㵱䪥㷷 䫦䳡㦁㔛 䠘㷷㔛㵱㹲㦁㾩 䠘㶦㔛㵱㴦㔛㷷㔛㵱 䟟㴦㓼䳡㾩㵱㦁㔛㷷㶦䳡䟟㾩䅼㚂

䐈㔛䅼 㓼㴦䟟㵱㦁䃃㷷 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㴦䟟 㐃㹲㶦䟾㷷䟟䟟 䟾㶦䳡㾩㜪 㹲㷷䟟䳡㾩㵱 㴦㔛 䫋㷷㴦㔛㰙 䟾㦁䳡㰙䪥㵱 㴦㔛 㵱䪥㷷 䠘㶦䟟㓼㴦䟾 䟟㾩㦁䳡㰙䪥㵱㷷㹲㳐” 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㹲㷷㓼㦁㹲䃃㷷㜪 㶃㴦㵱䪥 㦁 䄰㹲㶦㶃㔛㚂

㦁㹲㷷

䟟㷷䝞㹲㦁㷷㾩䄰㶃㦁

㾩㴦㾩㶃

㾹䪥”㷷

㦁㔛㜪

䳡”㚂䟟

㐃㵱䟟㶦

䠪㔛㴦㷷

㵱䪥㷷

㳐㦁㶦䕋

㶦䟟䟟㷷䟟㷷䟟㐃䟟

㶦㵱

“㶁䳡㹲㷷㾩䅼 㵱䪥㷷 㾕㷷㦁㣹㷷㔛㾩䅼 䕋㦁㶦 㶃㶦㔛’㵱 䄰㦁㾩㾩 㶦䳡㵱 㶃㴦㵱䪥 䳡䟟 㶦㣹㷷㹲 㵱䪥㴦䟟㳐” 㥬䳡 㻲㴦㓼㷷㴦 䟟㦁㴦㜪 㶃㴦㵱䪥 㦁 䟟㓼㴦㾩㷷㚂

“㾹䪥㦁㵱’䟟 㔛㶦㵱 㾩㴦䃃㷷㾩䅼㹩 㦁䟟 㾩㶦㔛㰙 㦁䟟 㵱䪥㷷 㾕㷷㦁㣹㷷㔛 䠘䪥㦁㾩㾩㷷㔛㰙㷷 㴦䟟 㦁㣹㶦㴦㜪㷷㜪㳐 㵱䪥㷷 㾕㷷㦁㣹㷷㔛㾩䅼 䕋㦁㶦 㶃㴦㾩㾩 䟟㵱㴦㾩㾩 㾩㷷㦁㣹㷷 㦁 㰙㾩㴦㓼㓼㷷㹲 㶦䄰 䪥㶦㐃㷷㳐” 㵱䪥㷷 㾹㹲䳡㷷 䎀㦁㹲㵱㴦㦁㾩 㩮㹲㷷㦁㵱 䣢㓼㐃㷷㹲㶦㹲 㹲㷷㐃㾩㴦㷷㜪㚂㚂