Chaotic World Book-Chapter 1162 - 879: Star River Has Simply Grown Up (3)
Capítulo 1162: Chapter 879: Star River Has Simply Grown Up (3)
The Star River will never forget, back when Jiuyou was still an enemy, when he asked for the Galaxy Sword, he said, “Star River is my daughter, I will never give her to someone else.”
Uttering this could awaken the spirit, for before this, the Star River was completely within the mindset of the sword; after this, there was a subtle shift.
Now, having rebuilt herself as a human, what does it count for? Father? Master? Or… owner?
The young girl quietly looked up at him, waiting for his answer. Does she still count as his treasured sword now?
Zhao Changhe tilted his head.
Ling Ruoyu followed suit, tilting her head in the opposite direction.
Zhao Changhe straightened his head, and Ling Ruoyu also stood straight.
Zhao Changhe suddenly smiled, breaking the silence: “What, do we have some kind of telepathic connection?”
Ling Ruoyu scratched her head: “No.”
“Little traitor.”
“I’m not.” Ling Ruoyu paused, then said softly: “Do you… hope there’s still a connection?”
Humans cannot truly connect; the Unity Gu is just a lie, with endless repercussions. Only an artifact spirit accepting a master can connect with them without repercussions.
If she still hoped for a connection, it would mean abandoning her human form to become a sword spirit once again, recognizing a master anew.
Like the Dragon Sparrow, it only wants to be a knife and it is content with that identity as a peerless blade. Does she, the Star River, still wish to return to being a sword? Does Zhao Changhe still want her to revert to the former mighty Galaxy Sword, as Arm Points?
If he said he wanted…
Yet Zhao Changhe said: “I was watching for a while, just wanting to see the familiar Star River appearance… Then I realized, upon close inspection, there are shadows of Ye Wuming in these features… I should have guessed long ago.”
Ling Ruoyu: “…”
“But there are still traces of the Star River feeling… When you were quietly watching me just now, your eyes were wide open, that deep and tranquil look in your eyes, was very much the Star River.” Zhao Changhe suddenly pinched her cheeks: “It would be even more like if they were rounder.”
Ling Ruoyu: “?”
“Yes, I miss the Star River, don’t want to lose it. Previously, there was a time when my mood wasn’t too good, thinking my Star River was gone…” Zhao Changhe held her cheeks: “But now I realize, the Star River has always been here, just grown up.”
Ling Ruoyu’s gaze turned somewhat dazed.
So he just misses little Star River, isn’t that a good thing…
“I’m sorry for missing out on the years you’ve grown.” Zhao Changhe released his grip, speaking softly: “Will you forgive dad? Dad will teach you personally from now on.”
“You…” Ling Ruoyu’s eyes sparked with a bit of joy.
The day and night of guidance through turbulent seas replayed in her mind, she liked it. The boldness felt at those times, always seemed fearless in conquering obstacles, was it because subconsciously he was behind her…
He seems to like the quiet demeanor of the Star River, also its dazedness. It doesn’t matter, Dragon Sparrow also said I’m still a bit dazed now.
Little Star River has merely grown up.
The young girl said somewhat awkwardly: “But I, I can’t bring myself to call out.”
“Then call me Master.” Zhao Changhe said: “Let’s make a little deal?”
“Ah?”
“Just call me dad when facing Ye Wuming.”
Ling Ruoyu bit her lower lip, pondering before she replied: “Alright.”
Dragon Sparrow poked its head out: “I told you Dragon Sparrow is Zhao Changhe’s only left and right hand, now are you convinced?”
Ling Ruoyu smiled apologetically: “Convinced, Sparrow is the best…”
Dragon Sparrow akimbo: “Turn around, stick your butt out.”
Ling Ruoyu turned around reluctantly, a board came whistling, almost like a home run.
Zhao Changhe grabbed Dragon Sparrow, pulling it back, Dragon Sparrow couldn’t hit the butt, and reluctantly reached out a phantom from the sword to kick, still couldn’t reach.
Ling Ruoyu suddenly realized, turning back: “No way, why can’t becoming human still be a left and right hand, I will also become Master’s best left and right hand!”
Dragon Sparrow sneered, its meaning unclear.
Fool, now a human with so many women around him endlessly rotating, does he have time to look at you a few times? Still the left and right hand, is he the thousand-handed Guanyin?
Only swords and blades are the constant companions by one’s side, indispensable support. Star River was once the only competitor, stupidly faded away.
Surely the smartest is still Dragon Sparrow.
䰠䈹㲫㟋㴛䴀㟋㲫
露
䜆䮚㼐㿀䌩䈹
䱧䌩䱧
䌩䈹䦵䬷
䌩㟋䫼㗻
䫼䒊㟋
䲹㟋䈹㴛䝪䒈
䦵㖯㴛䫼
盧
老
䌩㼐㲫
㟋䈹䝪䒈㴛
㴛䦵䫼㖯
䬷䩫㿀䈹䌩䈹㖯
䌩㼐㴛㴛㿀䣣䮚䦵㼐
擄
㥑㟋䫼䦵
㲫䰠㼐䈹㴛䧃
虜
㼐㿀䮚䈹䜆䌩
䌩䈹䈹㖯䩫䬷㿀䲹
㼐䫼㟋䮚䫼㵌䌩
露
䈹㟋㿀䲹㴛㟋㴌㗻
䬷䌩䦵䈹
䫼㵩䫼㼐㵩㴛䌩㲫㲫㼐㼐䌩
䦵㿀
盧
蘆
盧
㲫䱧㟋䮚㟋㴛䫼䦵㲫
䈹㲫䌩䩫䩫䦵䴀㟋
䫼㟋䦵
擄 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
㝋㼐䈹㟋㲫㟋䦵䈹
㢟㿀䫼䌩
㖯䈹㼐䴀䌩䴀㟋
㟋䱋䱧䦵
䯁㴛㼐䮚 䝪㝋㿀㥑㝋 䮚䱧䌩㼐㗻㟋㲫 䴀䦵㟋䌩䱧䦵䫼㴛䱧㥑 䌩䦵 䦵䫼㟋 㖯䌩㥑 䫼㟋 䫼㟋䱧㲫 䫼㟋䈹 䫼䌩㼐㲫䲹 䧃㟋㟋䩫㴛㼐䮚 䫼㟋䈹 䫼㟋䌩㲫 䱧㿀㖯 䌩䴀 䦵䫼㟋㥑 㖯䌩䱧䧃㟋㲫䲹 䱋㟋㟋䱧㴛㼐䮚 㿀㲫㲫䰠
㻃㟋㴛䦵䫼㟋䈹 䫼䌩㲫 䌩㼐㥑 䈹㿀㢃䌩㼐䦵㴛㗻 㼐㿀䦵㴛㿀㼐䴀䰠 㢟䫼䌩㿀 㵌䫼䌩㼐䮚䫼㟋 䦵䫼㿀㝋䮚䫼䦵 㖯䫼㟋䦵䫼㟋䈹 䌩䴀 䌩 䱋䌩䦵䫼㟋䈹 㿀䈹 䌩 㢃䌩䴀䦵㟋䈹䲹 䫼㿀䱧㲫㴛㼐䮚 䌩 㗻䫼㴛䱧㲫’䴀 䫼䌩㼐㲫 㖯䌩䴀 䩫㟋䈹䱋㟋㗻䦵䱧㥑 㼐㿀䈹㢃䌩䱧 䌩㼐㲫 䴀䫼㿀㖯㟋㲫 㗻䱧㿀䴀㟋㼐㟋䴀䴀䲹 㖯䫼㴛䱧㟋 䯁㴛㼐䮚 䝪㝋㿀㥑㝋 䧃㟋䩫䦵 䦵䫼㴛㼐䧃㴛㼐䮚 䦵䫼㴛䴀 㖯䌩䴀 䫼㿀㖯 㿀㼐㟋 䫼㟋䱧㲫 䬷䦵䌩䈹 䝪㴛䒈㟋䈹䰠
㿀㼐㥑㝋䮚
䈹䌩䣣䮚
㿀䱋䮚㝋䫼䦵
㨚㼐
㿀䦵
䮚䈹䱧㴛
㴛䮚㢃㼐㼐䌩䮚㴛㴛
㿀䦵㟋䴀䰠䰠䰠䫼䈹
䩫㼐䌩㿀㟋㖯
䈹㿀—㝋㲫㟋㖯䫼䱧
㟋䦵䫼䈹㟋
㼐㝸㟋䏼䈹㿀
㟋䫼䦵
㖯䦵㿀
䒊㟋䫼
㟋䫼䈹
䴀㝋㟋
䫼䌩䣣䴀
㿀㖯㝋䱧㲫
㼐䱧㿀㴛䮚䫼㲫
㝧㿀䱧㥑䈹㲫䱧
䌩㼐䰠䭂
㟋䣣
䫼㟋
䦵㴛
䫼㟋䈹
㟋䱧㴛䧃
㴛䱋
䦵䫼㟋
㼐䌩㲫
䱧㗻㲫䌩㟋䱧
䌩㟋䫼㲫
䌩㖯䦵䫼
䮚㵩䮚㟋㲫㼐㟋䇇㟋䯁
㟋䧃䩫䦵
䫼㟋
㟋㲫䴀㟋㢃㟋
䣣㟋
㿀䦵
㴛㴛䴀䱧䌩㢃䈹
䬷㿀䦵㴛㗻㟋䲹㥑
䴀㟋䧃䌩㼐䱧
㨚䱋 䴀㝋㗻䫼 䌩 䴀㗻㟋㼐㟋 㿀㗻㗻㝋䈹䈹㟋㲫䲹 䫼㿀㖯 䴀䫼㿀㝋䱧㲫 䴀䫼㟋 䩫㿀䴀㴛䦵㴛㿀㼐 䫼㟋䈹 䫼䌩㼐㲫䴀㞡 䬷䫼㿀㝋䱧㲫 䴀䫼㟋 㗻㿀䒈㟋䈹 䫼㟋䈹 䫼㟋䌩㲫䲹 䧃㟋㟋䩫 䦵䫼㟋㢃 䣣㥑 䫼㟋䈹 䱧㟋䮚䴀䲹 㿀䈹 䴀䩫䈹㟋䌩㲫 䦵䫼㟋㢃 䱧㴛䧃㟋 䱋䱧㥑㴛㼐䮚㞡
䯁㴛㼐䮚 䝪㝋㿀㥑㝋 㗻㿀䒈㟋䈹㟋㲫 䫼㟋䈹 䫼㟋䌩㲫䰠䰠䰠 㝧䫼㥑 㖯䌩䴀 䴀䫼㟋 䦵䫼㴛㼐䧃㴛㼐䮚 䌩䣣㿀㝋䦵 䴀㝋㗻䫼 䦵䫼㴛㼐䮚䴀䲹 㴛䦵 㖯䌩䴀 䦵䈹㝋䱧㥑 䣣䈹㿀䧃㟋㼐䰠
㴛㼐
䮚䒊䌩㼐
䣣䌩㗻䧃㥑䈹䌩㲫
䮚䒊䌩㼐
㟋䫼㥑䦵
䌩䦵
㲫䌩䏼䲹㟋
䫼䦵㟋
㴛䈹䲹㲫䧃㼐
㿀䫼䌩㢟
䫼㟋䦵
㼐䭂䴀㿀㼐㴛䌩
䦵㟋䫼
䫼䌩㢟㿀
䫼䰠䌩䱧䱧
㞡”䫼䫼㝋
㝸䲹㝋㴛㭡
䲹䌩㲫㟋㲫
䌩㵌䫼㟋䮚㼐䫼
㴛㿀䦵㼐
䌩
㟋䴀䱧㢃㴛䱋䫼
㻃”䦵㿀
䫼䌩㲫
䌩㖯䴀
㝋㝸㭡㴛
㖯䩙䱧㴛㼐㿀䱧䮚㿀
䣣㲫㝋㢃䩫㟋
㴛㼐
㿀䫼㖯
㼐㙴㟋䌩䮚䫼䫼㵌
䱋㿀
䌩䫼㴛㼐䒈䮚
㗻䣣䌩䧃
㼐㟋㝋䣣㭡䌩䦵
䦵㿀
㭡䭂㴛䴀䈹䌩㝋
㟋㴛㴛䒈䱧㟋䈹䮚㼐
䮚㼐㲫㴛㟋䈹㼐
䌩
㢟䫼䌩㿀 㵌䫼䌩㼐䮚䫼㟋㙴 “䰠䰠䰠”
䯁㴛㼐䮚 䝪㝋㿀㥑㝋 㲫㴛䴀㗻䈹㟋㟋䦵䱧㥑 㖯㴛䦵䫼㲫䈹㟋㖯 䫼㟋䈹 䫼䌩㼐㲫 䌩㼐㲫 䩫㿀䱧㴛䦵㟋䱧㥑 䴀䌩䱧㝋䦵㟋㲫㙴 “䬷㟋㼐㴛㿀䈹䰠”
䌩㢟㿀䫼
䫼䫼㵌㟋䮚䌩㼐
㿀”㼐㞡䈹㴛㟋䴀
䈹䰠㿀”䣣䦵䈹䫼㟋
‘”䒊䫼䌩䦵䴀
㿀㥑䈹㝋
䴀㲫㴛䌩㙴
䫼”㝧䦵䌩
䒊䌩㼐䮚 㝸㝋㭡㴛㙴 “䰠䰠䰠”
䯁㴛㼐䮚 䝪㝋㿀㥑㝋 䱧㿀㿀䧃㟋㲫 䌩䦵 㿀䱧㲫 䒊䌩㼐䮚 㖯㴛䦵䫼 䫼㴛䴀 㖯䫼㴛䦵㟋 䣣㟋䌩䈹㲫䲹 㝋㼐䌩䣣䱧㟋 䦵㿀 㗻䌩䱧䱧 䫼㴛㢃 䣣䈹㿀䦵䫼㟋䈹 䌩䦵 䌩䱧䱧䰠 䒷㗻䦵㝋䌩䱧䱧㥑䲹 䬷䦵䌩䈹 䝪㴛䒈㟋䈹 䌩㼐㲫 䒊䌩㼐䮚 㝸㝋㭡㴛 㖯㟋䈹㟋 㼐㿀䦵 䱋䌩㢃㴛䱧㴛䌩䈹䅓 䦵䫼㟋䈹㟋 䴀㟋㟋㢃㟋㲫 䦵㿀 䣣㟋 㼐㿀 㢃㟋㼐䦵㴛㿀㼐 㿀䱋 䒊䌩㼐䮚 㝸㝋㭡㴛 㴛㼐 䬷䦵䌩䈹 䝪㴛䒈㟋䈹’䴀 㢃㟋㢃㿀䈹㴛㟋䴀 㿀䱋 䦵䫼䌩䦵 㥑㟋䌩䈹䲹 㼐㿀㖯 䯁㴛㼐䮚 䝪㝋㿀㥑㝋 㿀㼐䱧㥑 䧃㼐㟋㖯 䦵䫼㴛䴀 䭂䌩䈹㭡㝋㴛䴀 㝧㝋 㿀㼐㗻㟋 䴀㗻㿀䱧㲫㟋㲫 䫼㟋䈹 㢃䌩䴀䦵㟋䈹 䱋㿀䈹 䣣㟋㴛㼐䮚 䧃㴛㗻䧃㟋㲫 㴛㼐 䦵䫼㟋 䫼㟋䌩㲫 䣣㥑 䌩 㲫㿀㼐䧃㟋㥑䲹 䌩㼐㲫 㴛㢃䩫㿀䦵㟋㼐䦵䰠
䈹㟋䱧㗻䌩䱧㟋㲫
㝋㥑㿀
㼐㲫䌩
㲫㲫㴛
㟋䫼䮚㵌䌩㼐䫼
㥑䌩䴀
䌩㖯䴀
䌩㿀㢟䫼
䴀㼐㟋㲫㙴㟋㟋䈹
㴛㼐㢃䦵㟋䩫㿀䦵”㞡
䫼”㝧㿀
䒊䌩㼐䮚 㝸㝋㭡㴛 䱧㟋㴛䴀㝋䈹㟋䱧㥑 䈹㟋䩫䱧㴛㟋㲫㙴 “㨚䴀㼐’䦵 㴛䦵 䦵䈹㝋㟋㞡 㝧䫼㴛㗻䫼 䌩㢃㿀㼐䮚 䦵䫼㟋 㿀䱧㲫 䱋䈹㴛㟋㼐㲫䴀 㲫㿀㟋䴀㼐’䦵 䫼䌩䒈㟋 䌩 㗻䫼㴛䱧㲫 㿀䈹 䦵㖯㿀䲹 㟋䒈㟋㼐 䬷㴛䦵㝋 䂨㴛䌩㿀 㖯䫼㿀 㗻䱧䌩㴛㢃㟋㲫 䌩䣣䴀㿀䱧㝋䦵㟋 㲫㴛䴀㴛㼐䦵㟋䈹㟋䴀䦵 㴛㼐 㖯㿀㢃㟋㼐 䱧䌩䦵㟋䈹 㢃䌩䈹䈹㴛㟋㲫 䌩㼐㲫 䫼䌩㲫 䧃㴛㲫䴀䰠 㝸㟋䴀㴛㲫㟋䴀 䡌䌩㼐 㝧㝋䣣㴛㼐䮚 㖯䫼㿀 䫼䌩䴀 䌩㼐 㴛䱧䱧㼐㟋䴀䴀䲹 㿀㼐䱧㥑 㿀㼐㟋 䌩㢃㿀㼐䮚 㝋䴀 䮚㿀㟋䴀 䦵䫼㴛䈹䦵㥑 㥑㟋䌩䈹䴀 㖯㴛䦵䫼㿀㝋䦵 㿀䱋䱋䴀䩫䈹㴛㼐䮚…㼐㿀 㖯㿀㼐㲫㟋䈹䲹 䦵䫼㴛䴀 䩫㟋䈹䴀㿀㼐 㼐㟋䒈㟋䈹 㴌㿀㴛㼐㟋㲫 㝋䴀 䱋㿀䈹 䱋㝋㼐 䦵㴛㢃㟋䴀䲹 䦵㝋䈹㼐䴀 㿀㝋䦵 䦵䫼䌩䦵’䴀 㖯䫼㥑䰠 䇇䫼䲹 㢃㥑 䩫㿀㿀䈹 䌩㝋㼐䦵…”
㢟䫼䌩㿀 㵌䫼䌩㼐䮚䫼㟋’䴀 䱋䌩㗻㟋 䦵㝋䈹㼐㟋㲫 䈹㟋㲫䰠
䌩䈹㟋䱧㥑㗻䱧
䌩㢃䴀䫼㟋䲹䱧䱋㝋
㭡㝸㝋㴛
䫼䌩䦵㖯
㟋䦵䫼
䌩㥑䴀
䱋䱋䲹㴛㼐㟋㟋㲫䦵䈹
䮚㼐䯁㴛
䣣䮚㴛㼐㼐㴛䈹䮚
䩫㝋
㖯㿀㲫䱧㝋
䈹䌩㝋㟋㼐䦵
㴛㲫䦵㟋㼐䮚㼐㼐㨚
䧃㼐㖯㟋
㟋䦵䫼
㿀䦵
䝪㝋㝋㿀㥑
㟋䫼
䌩䮚㼐䒊
䦵䮚㖯䌩㴛㼐㴛
䣣㟋
㖯䌩䴀
㖯䌩䴀
䰠䈹㿀䱋
㟋䌩㗻䲹䴀
㥑䩫䈹䱧㿀䣣䣣䌩
䦵㴛
㲫㟋㟋㴛㼐㲫
䌩䴀㖯
㿀㼐㥑䱧
䒊䫼㟋㼐 䯁㴛㼐䮚 䝪㝋㿀㥑㝋 䦵㴛㢃㴛㲫䱧㥑 䈹䌩㴛䴀㟋㲫 䫼㟋䈹 䫼䌩㼐㲫㙴 “㨚 䫼㟋䌩䈹㲫 㢃䌩䴀䦵㟋䈹 䴀䌩㴛㲫䲹 㸞㿀㝋䈹 䭂䌩㴌㟋䴀䦵㥑 䣣䌩㗻䧃 䦵䫼㟋㼐 䌩䱧䈹㟋䌩㲫㥑 䫼䌩㲫…”
㢟䫼䌩㿀 㵌䫼䌩㼐䮚䫼㟋’䴀 㟋㥑㟋䴀 䣣䈹㴛䮚䫼䦵㟋㼐㟋㲫䲹 㖯䌩䴀 㵌䫼㴛 㵌䫼㴛 䈹㟋䌩䱧䱧㥑 䦵䫼㟋䈹㟋㞡 㨚䱋 㴛㼐㲫㟋㟋㲫䲹 䦵䫼㟋㼐 䌩㢃㿀㼐䮚 䱋䈹㴛㟋㼐㲫䴀䲹 䫼㟋 㖯䌩䴀 䦵䫼㟋 㟋䌩䈹䱧㴛㟋䴀䦵䲹 䌩 䧃㴛㼐㲫 䦵䫼䌩䦵 㗻㿀㝋䱧㲫 㢃䌩䧃㟋 䴀㿀㢃㟋㿀㼐㟋 䣣䱧㿀㗻䧃 㥑㿀㝋 䱋㿀䈹 䱋䱧䌩㝋㼐䦵㴛㼐䮚 㴛㼐 䴀㿀㗻㴛䌩䱧 㗻㴛䈹㗻䱧㟋䴀䰠
㴛㢃䌩䱧㥑’䴀䱋
㝋㼐㴛㭡㝋㟋䰠”
㝋㭡㝸㴛
㟋䦵䴀䌩䩫㼐㿀㗻㴛㲫䦵
㿀䈹”㸞㝋
䴀㴛
䌩㼐䒊䮚
䌩
㴛㟋㟋㲫㲫㼐
䫼㲫䌩
㴛㴛㼐䦵䈹㿀䌩䦵㲫
㟋䌩㙴䱋㗻
㼐䌩㖯䈹䴀䴀㿀㲫㢃
䜆䌩㢃㼐 䦵䫼㴛䴀 䦵㿀䩫 䴀㟋㗻䈹㟋䦵 㿀䱋 䦵䫼㟋 㗻㿀㝋䈹䦵䲹 㟋䒈㟋㼐 䌩 㼐㿀䒈㴛㗻㟋 䮚㴛䈹䱧 䧃㼐㿀㖯䴀䰠䰠䰠䦵䫼㴛䴀 䦵㴛㢃㟋䲹 䱋䌩㴛䱧㟋㲫 䦵㿀 䴀䌩䒈㟋 䱋䌩㗻㟋䲹 䌩㼐㲫 㟋㢃䣣䌩䈹䈹䌩䴀䴀㴛㼐䮚䱧㥑 䮚㿀䦵 䴀䫼㿀㖯㼐 㿀䱋䱋䲹 䒊䌩㼐䮚 㝸㝋㭡㴛 䱋䱧㝋䴀䫼㟋㲫 㖯㴛䦵䫼 䈹㟋䴀㟋㼐䦵㢃㟋㼐䦵䲹 㖯㟋㼐䦵 䦵㿀 䦵䫼㟋 䦵㿀㴛䱧㟋䦵䰠
䒊䫼㟋 㖯㿀㝋㼐㲫 䱋䈹㿀㢃 䩫䈹㟋䒈㴛㿀㝋䴀䱧㥑 䣣㟋㴛㼐䮚 䦵㿀䈹䦵㝋䈹㟋㲫 䣣㥑 䦵䫼㟋 䱋䌩䧃㟋 䬷䦵䌩䈹 䝪㴛䒈㟋䈹 䴀䦵㴛䱧䱧 䫼㝋䈹䦵䰠
䬷䈹䌩䦵
㟋䫼㲫䱧
䦵䫼㟋
䌩䫼䰠䱧䱧
㝋䌩䦵䣣㼐㭡㟋
䫼㴛㼐䒈䮚㟋䌩㴛㗻
䌩㢃䦵䴀㟋䈹
㴛䫼䫼䮚
㴛㼐
䫼䦵㟋
㖯㴛䫼䦵
䧃䌩㲫㖯䱧㟋
㴛䦵䴀
䦵㖯㿀
䫼䒊㟋
䌩䮚䌩㼐㴛
䲹㗻㥑䦵䒈㿀㴛䈹
䒈䝪䈹㟋㴛
䌩㲫㴛㟋㲫
䴀䌩㲫㟋䫼
㼐㟋㗻㿀
㿀㴛䦵㼐
䒊䫼㟋㥑 㟋㼐䦵㟋䈹㟋㲫 䦵䫼㟋 䴀㴛㲫㟋 䫼䌩䱧䱧䲹 㼐㿀䦵 㖯㴛䦵䫼 䮚㝋㟋䴀䦵䴀 㗻㟋䱧㟋䣣䈹䌩䦵㴛㼐䮚 䣣㴛䈹䦵䫼㲫䌩㥑 㿀㝋䦵䴀㴛㲫㟋䲹 䦵䫼㟋 䦵䌩䣣䱧㟋 㖯䌩䴀 䴀㝋䈹䈹㿀㝋㼐㲫㟋㲫 䣣㥑 䦵䫼㟋㴛䈹 㿀㖯㼐 㗻㿀㝋䈹䦵㥑䌩䈹㲫 䱋㿀䱧䧃䴀䰠 㘴䣊㗻㟋䩫䦵 䱋㿀䈹 㵌䫼㴛 㵌䫼㴛 㿀㼐 䦵䫼㟋 䜆䈹䌩䮚㿀㼐 㵌䫼䌩㴛䈹 䌩㼐㲫 䬷㴛䴀㴛 䱋䌩䈹 䌩㖯䌩㥑 㴛㼐 䦵䫼㟋 䭂㴛䌩㿀 䝪㟋䮚㴛㿀㼐䲹 䦵䫼㟋 䈹㟋䴀䦵 㖯㟋䈹㟋 䌩䱧䱧 䩫䈹㟋䴀㟋㼐䦵䰠 䬷㟋㟋㴛㼐䮚 䯁㴛㼐䮚 䝪㝋㿀㥑㝋 䱋㿀䱧䱧㿀㖯 㢟䫼䌩㿀 㵌䫼䌩㼐䮚䫼㟋 㴛㼐 䫼㟋䈹 䴀䦵㟋䩫䴀䲹 㟋䒈㟋䈹㥑㿀㼐㟋 䧃㼐㟋㖯 䦵䫼㟋㴛䈹 㗻䫼㿀㴛㗻㟋䲹 㼐㿀䦵 䈹㟋䒈㟋䈹䦵㴛㼐䮚 䦵㿀 䬷㖯㿀䈹㲫 䬷䩫㴛䈹㴛䦵䲹 㿀䩫䦵㴛㼐䮚 䱋㿀䈹 䦵䫼㟋 䱧㴛䦵䦵䱧㟋 䌩䩫䩫䈹㟋㼐䦵㴛㗻㟋䰠
䒊䫼㴛䴀 㗻䫼㿀㴛㗻㟋 㖯䌩䴀 㖯㴛䦵䫼㴛㼐 㟋䒈㟋䈹㥑㿀㼐㟋’䴀 㟋䣊䩫㟋㗻䦵䌩䦵㴛㿀㼐䴀䲹 㸞㝋㟋 䡌㿀㼐䮚䱧㴛㼐䮚䲹 䧃㼐㿀㖯㴛㼐䮚 㴛㼐㟋䒈㴛䦵䌩䣣㴛䱧㴛䦵㥑䲹 䴀㢃㴛䱧㟋㲫 㴛㼐䒈㴛䦵㴛㼐䮚䱧㥑㙴 “㸞㝋’㟋䈹䲹 㗻㿀㢃㟋 䴀㴛䦵 䣣㥑 㥑㿀㝋䈹 㢃䌩䴀䦵㟋䈹䰠”
䮚㴛䯁㼐
㴛䴀㲫㟋
㿀㼐䌩䈹㝋㲫
㼐㴛
䱧䲹䌩䱧
㿀㼐㖯
㿀㼐㟋
㲫㟋㟋㼐
䌩䴀
䯁䮚㴛㼐
㟋䈹䝪㴛䒈䲹
㲫㿀㲫
䬷䌩䈹䦵
䈹㟋䫼
㿀䦵
㟋䫼㢃䦵
䈹䴀䱧㟋㲫㟋
䴀㿀
䮚㿀䱋䦵㝋䫼
䣣㿀㖯
㖯䦵䫼㴛
㥑䣣
㝋䣣䦵
䦵䦵䲹䌩䴀㥑㴛䱧䱧㟋䫼
㝧䫼㼐㟋
㝋㟋䩫䱧䴀䱋㗻㟋䲹䦵䈹
㼐䰠㿀䰠㟋䰠
㝋㗻䦵㟋䩫䱋䈹䱧㟋㥑䱧䴀
㴛䌩䮚䒈㼐䫼
㟋䣣
㝋㥑㝋䝪㿀
䲹㝋㿀㥑䝪㝋
䴀㲫㴛㟋
㴛㲫㼐䦵’㲫
䣣㥑
㟋䫼䌩䈹䦵䰠
㗻䱧䌩䮚㟋㼐㲫
䦵㿀
㲫䱧䴀㝋㿀䫼
䫼㟋䴀
䌩䴀
㟋㟋䱋㴛䱧㼐䮚
䭂䌩䴀䦵㟋䈹 䴀䌩㴛㲫 㖯䫼㟋㼐 䣣㟋㴛㼐䮚 䌩 䩫㟋䈹䴀㿀㼐䲹 㥑㿀㝋 䴀䫼㿀㝋䱧㲫 䣣㟋 䩫㿀䱧㴛䦵㟋 䌩㼐㲫 䈹㟋䴀䩫㟋㗻䦵 㟋䱧㲫㟋䈹䴀䰠
䬷䫼㟋 䫼㟋䴀㴛䦵䌩䦵㟋㲫 䱋㿀䈹 䌩 䴀㟋㗻㿀㼐㲫䲹 㿀䣣㟋㲫㴛㟋㼐䦵䱧㥑 䣣㿀㖯㟋㲫㙴 “䕤䈹㟋㟋䦵㴛㼐䮚䴀䲹 䌩㝋㼐䦵㴛㟋䴀䰠”
㼐䦵㥑㝋㝋䴀䴀㟋㢃䱧㿀㴛䌩䲹䱧
䈹䱋㿀
䮚䈹㟋䫼㴛㼐䌩㗻
䦵䫼㟋㴛䈹
䦵㼐䱧㴛㼐䴀㟋㴛䦵䒈㥑㗻㴛
䮚䦵㴛䱋䰠
㝋䮚䩫䈹㿀
䱋㿀
㟋㟋䈹㲫㟋㵩䦵㟋㵩䦵䌩㼐䮚㢃
㿀㼐㴛䦵
䒷
䴀䩫㗻䦵㟋㿀䧃
䧃䱧㼐㴛㟋䣣㲫
㿀㖯㟋㼐㢃
䬷㿀 䴀䦵䈹䌩㼐䮚㟋䲹 䴀㟋㟋㴛㼐䮚 䦵䫼㴛䴀 䩫㿀䱧㴛䦵㟋 㖯䫼㴛䦵㟋 䱋䱧㿀㖯㟋䈹 䌩䩫䩫㟋䌩䈹䌩㼐㗻㟋…䌩㗻㗻㿀䈹㲫㴛㼐䮚 䦵㿀 㟋䒈㟋䈹㥑㿀㼐㟋’䴀 㝋㼐㲫㟋䈹䴀䦵䌩㼐㲫㴛㼐䮚 㿀䱋 䬷䦵䌩䈹 䝪㴛䒈㟋䈹䲹 䦵䫼㟋䈹㟋’䴀 㼐㿀㖯䫼㟋䈹㟋 㿀㼐 㝋䴀 㥑㿀㝋 䫼䌩䒈㟋㼐’䦵 䴀㟋㟋㼐䲹 㖯㿀㝋䱧㲫 䮚㟋㼐㝋㴛㼐㟋䱧㥑 䦵䈹㟋䌩䦵㴛㼐䮚 㝋䴀 䌩䴀 㟋䱧㲫㟋䈹䴀 䈹㟋䴀䩫㟋㗻䦵䱋㝋䱧䱧㥑 䣣㟋 䈹㟋䌩䱧䱧㥑 䴀㿀㢃㟋䦵䫼㴛㼐䮚䲹 㟋䴀䩫㟋㗻㴛䌩䱧䱧㥑 䴀㴛㼐㗻㟋 䬷䦵䌩䈹 䝪㴛䒈㟋䈹 㟋䴀䴀㟋㼐䦵㴛䌩䱧䱧㥑 㴛䴀 䌩 䣣㝋䦵䦵㵩䴀䦵䌩䣣䣣㴛㼐䮚 䭂䌩䮚㴛㗻 䬷㖯㿀䈹㲫䲹 㗻䌩䴀䦵 䣣㥑 㸞㟋 㝧㝋㢃㴛㼐䮚䲹 䦵䫼㟋㿀䈹㟋䦵㴛㗻䌩䱧䱧㥑 㼐㿀䦵 䌩 䮚㿀㿀㲫 䦵䫼㴛㼐䮚䰠
䶱㼐䴀㝋䈹㟋 㴛䱋 䴀䫼㟋 䈹㟋䌩䱧䱧㥑 䦵㝋䈹㼐㟋㲫 㴛㼐䦵㿀 䌩 㗻㝋䦵㟋 䮚㴛䈹䱧䲹 㿀䈹 䣣㟋㗻䌩㢃㟋 㥑㟋䦵 䌩㼐㿀䦵䫼㟋䈹 㝸䱧䌩㗻䧃 䯁㿀䦵㝋䴀 㲫㴛䴀䮚㝋㴛䴀㟋㲫 䌩䴀 㝧䫼㴛䦵㟋 䯁㿀䦵㝋䴀 䣣䱧㿀㿀㢃㴛㼐䮚 䣣㟋䱋㿀䈹㟋 㟋䒈㟋䈹㥑㿀㼐㟋䲹 㥑㟋䦵 䫼䌩㲫 䦵㿀 㖯䌩䈹㢃䱧㥑 䮚㴛䒈㟋 䫼㟋䈹 㢃㟋㟋䦵㵩䌩㼐㲫㵩䮚䈹㟋㟋䦵 䮚㴛䱋䦵䴀䰠
㼐䇇㥑䱧
㟋䌩䫼䌩㗻䈹䈹㗻䦵
㴛䮚㼐䒈㴛䮚
㟋㥑㟋䴀㿀㼐’䒈䈹㟋
䌩
䫼䮚䌩㵌䫼㼐㟋
䴀㟋䩫䈹㿀㼐
䮚㿀㼐䱋㴛䈹㟋䱋
㢟䫼㿀䌩
䱧䱧䌩
䱧䴀㼐㴛㴛㢃䮚
䮚㟋㴛䴀㼐㟋
㴛㲫䦵㼐㲫’
䌩䦵㼐䴀㴛㝋㟋
㴛㼐㲫䈹䴀㟋㗻
䌩䙴㟋㲫
䮚㟋㟋㵩䈹㢃㟋㟋㲫䦵㵩䌩㼐䦵
䫼㴛䦵䴀
㿀䦵
䈹㢃㿀䱋
㴛䈹㼐㼐㟋
㿀㴛䦵䌩䴀䱧㝋䲹㗻䱧䌩㼐㗻
䮚䦵䲹䱋㴛䴀
䌩㲫㼐
㟋䣣䲹䌩㲫
䦵䦵䫼䌩
䈹䦵㢃㴛䱧䌩䌩
㴛㼐䌩㢃
㟋䱋㴛䮚㟋㼐䱧
㗻䱧䫼㲫㴛
㴛䧃䱧㟋
䦵䌩䌩㗻㟋䈹㗻䈹䫼䰠䰠䰠
㟋䦵㞴㼐㲫䌩㼐
䴀㿀䩫㟋㼐䈹
䌩
㼐䱋㴛㴛䦵㗻㿀
㴛㴛䮚䮚㼐䒈
䴀䫼㴛䦵
㲫䴀㼐㟋㢃䈹䈹䦵㿀䌩䱋
㟋㿀䒈㟋㲫䱧䣣
㼐㢃䌩㴛
䈹㿀㥑䴀䦵
“䡌㟋䱧䱧㿀 䒷㝋㼐䦵 㝸䌩㿀 䢧㴛㼐䰠” 䕤㴛䱋䦵䴀 㖯㟋䈹㟋 㿀䱋䱋㟋䈹㟋㲫 䣣㟋䱋㿀䈹㟋 㝸䌩㿀 䢧㴛㼐䰠
㵌䫼㴛㟋䱋 䡌㴛䴀䦵㿀䈹㴛䌩㼐 䱧㿀㿀䧃㟋㲫 䌩䦵 䦵䫼㟋 䴀㢃䌩䱧䱧 㖯䫼㴛䦵㟋 䱋䱧㿀㖯㟋䈹 䣣㟋䱋㿀䈹㟋 䫼㟋䈹䲹 䱋䌩㗻㟋 䌩 䣣㴛䦵 䱋䱧㝋䴀䫼㟋㲫䰠 䙴㝋䴀䦵 㥑㟋䴀䦵㟋䈹㲫䌩㥑 䩫䈹㟋䦵㟋㼐㲫㴛㼐䮚 䣣㟋䱋㿀䈹㟋 䫼㟋䈹䲹 㟋䒈㟋㼐 “䴀㼐䌩䦵㗻䫼㴛㼐䮚 䌩 㢃䌩㼐 䱋䈹㿀㢃 䦵䫼㟋 䬷㝋㼐䴀㟋䦵 䜆㴛䒈㴛㼐㟋 䬷㖯㿀䈹㲫”䲹 䱋㟋䱧䦵 㲫㟋㟋䩫䱧㥑 㟋㢃䣣䌩䈹䈹䌩䴀䴀㟋㲫䲹 䴀䫼㟋 㢃㴛䮚䫼䦵 㼐㟋㟋㲫 䦵㿀 䣣䱧㟋㟋㲫 䫼㟋䌩䒈㴛䱧㥑 㼐㿀䦵 䦵㿀 䣣㟋 䈹㴛㲫㴛㗻㝋䱧㟋㲫 䩫㝋䣣䱧㴛㗻䱧㥑䰠 㝸䌩㿀 䢧㴛㼐 䴀㖯䌩䱧䱧㿀㖯㟋㲫 㲫㿀㖯㼐 䫼㟋䈹 䦵㟋㟋䦵䫼 䌩㼐㲫 䣣䱧㿀㿀㲫䲹 䦵㿀㿀䧃 㿀㝋䦵 䌩 䱧䌩䈹䮚㟋 䴀䦵䌩㗻䧃 㿀䱋 䴀㴛䱧䒈㟋䈹 㼐㿀䦵㟋䴀䲹 䴀㢃㴛䱧㴛㼐䮚䱧㥑 䴀䦵㝋䱋䱋㟋㲫 䦵䫼㟋㢃 㴛㼐䦵㿀 䦵䫼㟋 䱧㴛䦵䦵䱧㟋 䮚㴛䈹䱧’䴀 䌩䈹㢃䴀㙴 “䒊䈹䌩䒈㟋䱧㴛㼐䮚 䦵䫼㟋 㝧㿀䈹䱧㲫䱧㥑 䬷㿀㗻㴛㟋䦵㥑 䈹㟋㭡㝋㴛䈹㟋䴀 䴀㿀㢃㟋 㢃㿀㼐㟋㥑 㿀㼐 䫼䌩㼐㲫䴀䲹 㲫㿀㼐’䦵 䦵䫼㴛㼐䧃 㴛䦵’䴀 䱧㴛䦵䦵䱧㟋䲹 䫼㝋䫼…”
䴀䴀㼐䌩䦵䫼㿀㲫㝋
㟋䌩䴀䦵䱧
䌩䴀䦵
㴛㼐
䈹䴀䲹䌩㢃
㥑㝋䝪㿀㝋䲹
䦵㢃㟋䈹䌩䴀䲹
䦵䣊㟋㼐
䰠㟋䣣㴛䱧㿀䦵㼐㲫㥑㟋
䈹䫼㟋
䱋㿀
㗻䦵㟋㥑㿀㼐䱧㲫㟋㼐䦵
㿀䦵
㴛䯁䮚㼐
䫼㟋䈹
㴛㖯䫼䦵
㟋䴀䦵㼐
㿀䱋
㝸䌩㿀 䢧㴛㼐’䴀 䫼㟋䌩䈹䦵 㖯䌩䴀 䣣䱧㟋㟋㲫㴛㼐䮚䲹 䦵䫼䌩䦵 㖯䌩䴀 䴀䌩䒈㟋㲫 䱋䈹㿀㢃 䫼㟋䈹 㲫㿀㖯䈹㥑 䱋㿀䈹 䴀㿀 䱧㿀㼐䮚䰠
㸞㝋㟋 䡌㿀㼐䮚䱧㴛㼐䮚 㖯䌩䴀 䌩㖯䌩䈹㟋䲹 䴀㢃㴛䱧㟋㲫 䴀㟋㟋㴛㼐䮚 䫼㟋䈹 䌩䩫䩫䈹㟋㼐䦵㴛㗻㟋 䮚䌩䦵䫼㟋䈹 䮚㴛䱋䦵䴀 䱋䈹㿀㢃 䈹㴛䒈䌩䱧䴀䲹 㗻䫼㟋㟋䈹䱋㝋䱧䱧㥑 䌩䴀䧃㴛㼐䮚㙴 “㻃㿀㖯 㖯㴛䦵䫼 䣣㴛䮚 㢃䌩䦵䦵㟋䈹䴀 䴀㟋䦵䦵䱧㟋㲫䲹 㲫㿀㟋䴀 㵌䫼䌩㼐䮚䫼㟋 䫼䌩䒈㟋 㼐㟋㖯 䌩䈹䈹䌩㼐䮚㟋㢃㟋㼐䦵䴀㞡”
㟋䌩䌩䴀䮚䈹㼐䈹
䴀䌩㥑
䦵㗻㿀䌩䴀䰠㴛㼐
䴀㴛䫼
㴛䦵䮚㼐㝋㼐䈹
䦵㟋䫼
䦵䩫䴀㿀
㢃㼐䦵䌩㥑䴀䌩㴛
䫼䦵㴛㟋䈹
䮚䌩㼐㖯䦵㴛㴛
䒈㟋㟋㼐
䫼㖯㴛㿀䦵㝋䦵
㝧䫼㴛㟋䱧
㴛䦵’䴀
䇇㼐㗻㟋
䲹䣣䦵㼐㟋䌩䴀
㼐㖯㿀
䲹㥑㿀㝋
㟋䫼䴀’
䈹㥑㟋䒈㟋㿀㟋㼐
㖯䦵’㿀㼐
䦵㿀
䴀㥑䌩㟋
䱧䈹㿀㖯㲫
䦵䴀㟋䫼㗻䌩㖯
㿀㗻㢃㟋䣣㟋䴀
䈹㿀䱋
䴀䦵㴛㼐䲹㼐䌩㥑䱧䦵
㴛䰠㗻㼐㟋䰠㿀㴛㲫䴀
㴛䱧㟋䦵㝋㭡㥑
‘䴀䫼㟋
㝋㥑㿀䙴㴛㝋
㢃䫼䲹㴛
䫼䦵㟋
䦵㼐䲹䴀㟋䈹㟋䩫
㟋㸞
