Primordial 'Dual Cultivator' Dragon With System-Chapter 1208: Discussion

"So all my guesses were correct, huh?" Long Hun mumbled to himself after Huang Lingzhu shared some revelations with him. "The laws of the universe aren't the only hidden power in this universe, but there's still the other forces, and the will of fate intentionally transmitted those worldly emotions to the other primordials, huh?"

"Yeah." Huang Lingzhu nodded slightly. "According to Zhou Yu, the will of the universe is a rebellious child of chaos and is dissatisfied with us, so it deliberately influences the will of fate to transmit those worldly emotions to us."

Although Long Hun also felt disappointed with the reality, he was dead now, and he couldn't come back to life after half of his soul merged with Ling Yun's soul.

"In the past, the will of fate did not work on its own, but it was influenced by the will of this universe, and they were born long before our primordials existed." Long Hun frowned at Huang Lingzhu's words. "Even the eternal flame is among them, so you never managed to get it. However, Ling Yun managed to get it, and it has become a part of him now."

Long Hun gave a light nod. "I think it's great that Ling Yun managed to obtain the eternal flame, and it will increase his chances of defeating my father. Regarding the past, everything has long happened, and we cannot reverse it even with your abilities as the time."

"I regret everything." Long Hun looked at Huang Lingzhu. "If only I had known earlier that those hidden forces had been deliberately toying with us since the primordial era, I would not have cared about this universe, and I would have let everything happen as they wished."

Long Hun released a soft sigh and hugged Huang Lingzhu. "You don't need to regret everything that happened, okay? For now, our focus is on stopping my father, and I believe that Ling Yun will succeed in fulfilling our hopes by defeating him. Once he succeeds, this universe will gain peace as our wish, so there's nothing to regret."

"Are you sure this universe will be safe again, Long Hun?"

"What makes you doubt it, Time?"

Huang Lingzhu released a soft sigh. "Those hidden forces are stronger than us primordials, and they toyed with us that far back in the past. Even if Ling Yun manages to defeat the Chaos, I'm sure it won't affect their existence, and this universe will never be able to gain peace as long as they still exist."

"You might be right about them." Long Hun nodded with a solemn expression. "Unfortunately, there's nothing we can do to stop them, right? Whether they will still exist or not, you will get the answer after Ling Yun defeats my father. As for me, I won't be able to witness the results, especially since I will disappear after this half of my soul merges with his soul."

"But—"

"Shh." Long Hun covered Huang Lingzhu's mouth. "Time, you yourself have long been aware that Ling Yun will never be able to become the next primordial chaos dragon without this half of my soul; only then will our dream of bringing peace back to this universe come true, so you must learn to let go of me."

Huang Lingzhu hugged Long Hun again, and the hug was tighter than before. "I really can't lose you."

"I'm a goner, okay?"

As she hugged Long Hun, Huang Lingzhu peeked at Huang Hao's avatar, who had just arrived. However, her brows furrowed as she looked at Fei Ma and the other unicorn beasts, and Chiel was also with them.

"How long are you two going to hug each other like this?" Huang Hao's avatar asked in an annoyed tone.

However, Huang Lingzhu ignored her and continued to hug Long Hun. "Why did you bring them into this realm?"

Huang Hao's avatar did not immediately answer Huang Lingzhu; it entered her body first before opening her eyes. "Isn't your question really silly? Fei Ma and Chiel have a high affinity with the light element, and Ling Yun needs their help. However, their cultivation is still too low for the final battle, so I brought them here to cultivate, and they will be ready to fight by his side at that time."

"Hao'er has made the right decision, Time." Fei Ma took a step back as Long Hun looked at her. "Her light element is still inferior to Sheng Ming's, but it is still much stronger than all the women by Ling Yun's side. If she and Chiel fight by his side, his chances of winning would probably be higher. Actually, I thought about bringing him and his family to this realm, but I dropped my idea because there weren't any challenges here, and their life would be too calm if they stayed here."

Huang Lingzhu nodded in agreement with that. "Bringing Ling Yun and his family into this realm would be a huge mistake, so we shouldn't do that. Moreover, I have seen Zhizun Buxiu's movements, and he sent two ancient devils into the void, which was a loss for him."

"What do you mean that it is a loss for Ling Yun?" Huang Hao asked with a frown.

"Shouldn't you already know the answer?" Huang Lingzhu responded with a shake of her head. "There aren't many enemies as powerful as the ancient devil race, and you should also remember that Ling Yun has his devil soul."

Huang Hao frowned even more after hearing that. "Are you still thinking of bringing Ling Yun into the devil's path? Are you still unaware of the risks if he becomes a true devil?"

"Why are you so stupid?" Huang Lingzhu asked mockingly.

"You—"

"Ling Yun has succeeded in suppressing his devil soul, and he has also succeeded in merging his other ten souls into one." Huang Lingzhu's answer surprised Huang Hao and Long Hun. "Hun Lingwang taught him to merge his ten souls, and the result of their combination is much stronger than his devil soul. Even if he improves his devil soul, he will not be affected by the devil nature, let alone fall into the devil path. Instead, he needs to improve his devil soul, especially since the entrance to the final battlefield is the Desolate Abyss Domain, which is filled with the strongest negative emotions."

"She's right, Hao'er." Long Hun said it with a nod. "We have always been worried that Ling Yun would fall into the devil's path, as it would only bring disaster to other living beings. However, we have overlooked the most important thing, which is the interior of the Desolate Abyss Domain. You've never been there, but I've been there many times, and the negative emotions there were so bad that even the previous spirit emperor was affected. The only solution to counter them was to utilize Ling Yun's devil soul, and he would never be affected by them as long as he could control himself."

"Does that mean you want to save those two devils from the void, Master?"

Long Hun nodded at her. "Those two are ancient devils, and they possess immense devil powers. If Ling Yun absorbs their souls to strengthen his own devil soul, it will become much stronger, and it can help him overcome them. Furthermore, a part of Sheng Ming's soul lives in his soul space, and she can help him to control it, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Well, that's true." Huang Hao gave a light nod.

Huang Lingzhu then informed them. "Ling Yun is on a mission to search for the other elemental seeds, and he should be able to form new souls if he can obtain them. That way, his devil soul will never be able to surpass the combination of his other souls, and it will never be able to affect him."

"I see." Huang Hao nodded in understanding. "So how do we get into the void? None of us have any knowledge of the void, so there's no way we can go in there to look for them."

"You forgot someone." Huang Hao wore a confused look as she stared at Huang Lingzhu. "Zhou Yu is not the only living being who understands the void, and there are several others besides her. Xu Kong is one of them, so you can go find him and look for those two devils."

"Xu Kong, huh?" Huang Hao then turned to Fei Ma and Chiel. "You two can start cultivating here, and I'll go meet that man."

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, Senior."

Fei Ma and Chiel immediately sat down to cultivate once Huang Hao disappeared. Huang Lingzhu looked at the two women for a moment before waving her hand, and her action made Long Hun smile. "Somehow, I feel that you are starting to change, Time."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Haha." Long Hun chuckled and rubbed Huang Lingzhu's cheek. "In the past, you always suppressed your feelings, making you seem cold and indifferent. However, you no longer suppress your feelings and choose to embrace them, and I like seeing the current you, especially since you have become more expressive."

Huang Lingzhu grabbed Long Hun's hand and pressed it to her cheek. "Do you really think I'm better like this?"

"Yes." Long Hun nodded at her. "You are much better this way, and I hope you will continue to be like this for the rest of your life."

Huang Lingzhu's smile bloomed for the first time in billions of years. "Do you want to enter my soul space?"

"Sure."

- To Be Continued -

㚿䎷䢏䄔㚿魯 㰻㚿䎷㲜䄔 䁊㚿㚿㰻䲀䎷䘍䏦㚿䣔老 䏦䲀㣎䲀㰩 老 䏦㚿㥀䲀㛉㚿䢏䅾䎷䄔䲀㕛䮕䫗䏦䮕㿸㚿㚿㱒㿸䎷䮕䎷㹠 䯴䮕䏦䁊䎷㛬䲀 䃹㾂爐㱒䏦㿸䢏䎷㚿䅾 㣎䏦㚿䢏㰩䲀㛬䫗䃹 䢏䡬䲀䃹 䲀䏦䮕㣎䫗䢏䡬䘍 盧㱒㛬䃹䏦䲀㥀㥀㚿 䯴䮕䃹 㿸䋌㚿䫗䏦㱒䄔盧㛬䢏㚿㿸㣎䘍㿸㱒䲀䋌䄔㛬㿸㚿䁊䎷㚿㿸䄔䎷䃹㚿㛬 露爐 䎷䃹䏦㱒㚿 㥀㚿㚿䄔䫗䫗㿸䄔䢏㚿 㚿䢏䄔 虜 老㚿䏦䮕䏦䲘㿸䄔

䡬䢏䲀䃹 㾂䃹 䮕㥀㥀㚿㱒䮕㿸䄔㚿䫗䒤 䮕䏦㰻䲀䎷㥀㚿㱒 䄔䢏㚿㥀䅾 "䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 㛉㿸䏦䄔㚿㱒 䄔䲀 䘍䲀 㰻䮕䏦㱒 䄔䢏䲀㛬㚿 㚿䫗㚿㥀㚿䏦䄔㿸䫗 㛬㚿㚿㱒㛬 䁊䒤 䢏䮕㥀㛬㚿䫗㰻㣎 䁊䃹䄔 䮕䄔 㛉䲀䃹䫗㱒 䲀䏦䫗䒤 㛉㿸㛬䄔㚿 䢏䮕㛬 䄔䮕㥀㚿㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䢏䮕㛬 㛉䮕㹠㚿㛬' 䲘䃹䫗䄔䮕㹠㿸䄔䮕䲀䏦 䮕㛬 㥀䲀䎷㚿 䮕㥀䋌䲀䎷䄔㿸䏦䄔䅾 㕛䢏㚿䎷㚿㰻䲀䎷㚿㣎 㛉㚿 㛉䮕䫗䫗 䘍䲀 㰻䮕䏦㱒 䄔䢏㚿 䄔䢏䎷㚿㚿 㚿䫗㚿㥀㚿䏦䄔㿸䫗 㛬㚿㚿㱒㛬 䮕䏦 䄔䢏㚿 㥀䮕㱒㱒䫗㚿 㿸䏦㱒 䃹䋌䋌㚿䎷 䎷㚿㿸䫗㥀㛬㣎 㿸䏦㱒 㛉㚿 䲘㿸䏦 䄔㿸㰪㚿 㿸㱒㹠㿸䏦䄔㿸䘍㚿 䲀㰻 䣔㚿䏦䘍 㕛䮕㿸䏦䫗㚿䮕'㛬 㰻䫗䒤䮕䏦䘍 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒䅾"

"䲨䢏䮕䲘䢏 䎷㚿㿸䫗㥀 䮕㛬 䲀䃹䎷 㰻䮕䎷㛬䄔 㱒㚿㛬䄔䮕䏦㿸䄔䮕䲀䏦㱕" 䣔㚿䏦䘍 㕛䮕㿸䏦䫗㚿䮕 㿸㛬㰪㚿㱒䅾

䄔䢏㚿 㚿䢏䄔 䄔䢏䄔㿸㥀㚿䄔㿸䫗䫗㚿䈁䮕㱒㚿㛉 䎷䲀㰻䎷"㚿䫗㛬䅾㿸㥀 㛬䃹㚿䋌㚿䎷㥀㱒䮕㚿㿸䲀䄔䏦䮕䏦䄔㛬㛉㚿㚿䄔㰪㿸㰻䎷䄔㲜㚿 㾂䃹㿸䏦㱒䫗㿸㥀㚿䎷 䮕䏦䄔㿸䎷㰩 㛬㚿㚿㱒䅾䢏䄔㚿㥀䎷䲀䄔㰩 䩢䫗䎷䄔㚿䏦㿸䏦䮕䢏㚿䄔 㰻䁊㚿䲀㚿䎷 䎷㛬㰻䮕䄔㣎 䃹䋌㚿䋌䎷 㚿䫗䮕䢏㛉 䮕㿸䘍䏦㰪㥀 䮕㛉䢏䢏䲘 㱏㿸㚿䫗㥀 䣔䲀䮕㛬䏦䲀 䄔㛉㚿㚿䏦䁊㚿䫗䮕㛉䫗 㚿䢏䄔䏦䲀 䢏䢏䄔䘍䄔䲀䃹 䲼䃹䎷 䲀䲘䮕䏦䮕㱒䅾㛬㚿 㛉㰩䋌㥀㿸䡬䢏䲀䃹 䮕䏦䲀㿸䫗䄔㚿䲘㱒㰻䏦䫗㿸䮕䄔䲀 䫗㱏㚿㿸㥀䄔䢏㚿㚿䫗㥀䮕㱒㱒㛬䮕䄔㿸㚿㰪 䲀䘍㚿䄔䫗䏦㚿䫗㥀㿸㚿 䄔䢏㚿 䮕㛬 䄔䢏㚿 㚿䎷䄔䄔㛬䢏䃹㰻㚿䢏䄔䮕㛉䫗䫗 㚿䎷䲘䮕䄔䒤㱒䫗 䄔䢏㚿㿸㱒㚿㛬㚿 㚿䲨"䲀䋌㛬䲀䏦䮕㚿㰪㿸䄔 㿸㚿䫗䎷㥀㣎㴸䮕㛬䄔 䫗㚿㚿䏦㿸㥀㚿䄔䫗 㱏䫗㿸㚿㣎㥀 㛬䎷㚿㿸䫗㥀䅾 䲀䏦㥀㚿䯍 㱒䁊䲀䎷䎷㚿 䲀䄔

"䅀㛬䏦'䄔 䄔䢏㚿 䫗䮕䘍䢏䄔䏦䮕䏦䘍 㚿䫗㚿㥀㚿䏦䄔㿸䫗 㛬㚿㚿㱒 䏦䲀 䫗䲀䏦䘍㚿䎷 䃹㛬㚿㰻䃹䫗 䄔䲀 䢏䮕㥀㱕" 䯴䮕䃹 㰩䢏㚿䏦 㿸㛬㰪㚿㱒 䮕䏦 䲘䲀䏦㰻䃹㛬䮕䲀䏦 䁊㚿䲘㿸䃹㛬㚿 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 㿸䫗䎷㚿㿸㱒䒤 䢏㿸㱒 䄔䢏㚿 䫗䮕䘍䢏䄔䏦䮕䏦䘍 㚿䫗㚿㥀㚿䏦䄔㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䮕䄔 䢏㿸㱒 㿸䫗䎷㚿㿸㱒䒤 䎷㚿㿸䲘䢏㚿㱒 䄔䢏㚿 䋌㚿㿸㰪 䎷㿸䏦㰪䅾

"㕛䢏㚿 䫗䮕䘍䢏䄔䏦䮕䏦䘍 㚿䫗㚿㥀㚿䏦䄔㿸䫗 㛬㚿㚿㱒 䮕㛬 䮕䏦㱒㚿㚿㱒 䏦䲀 䫗䲀䏦䘍㚿䎷 䃹㛬㚿㰻䃹䫗 䄔䲀 䢏䮕㥀㣎 䁊䃹䄔 䮕䄔 䮕㛬 㛬䄔䮕䫗䫗 䃹㛬㚿㰻䃹䫗 䄔䲀 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䮕䏦㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䢏㚿䎷 䫗䮕䘍䢏䄔䏦䮕䏦䘍 㚿䫗㚿㥀㚿䏦䄔 㥀㿸䒤 䁊㚿 㿸䁊䫗㚿 䄔䲀 䎷㚿㿸䲘䢏 䄔䢏㚿 䋌㚿㿸㰪 䎷㿸䏦㰪 㿸㰻䄔㚿䎷 㛬䢏㚿 䃹㛬㚿㛬 䮕䄔䅾" 䡬䢏䲀䃹 㾂䃹 䮕㥀㥀㚿㱒䮕㿸䄔㚿䫗䒤 䄔䲀䲀㰪 䄔䢏㚿 䄔䢏䎷㚿㚿 䁊㚿㿸㛬䄔 㛉䲀㥀㚿䏦 䄔䲀 䫗㚿㿸㹠㚿 䄔䢏㚿 䎷㚿㛬䮕㱒㚿䏦䲘㚿 㿸䏦㱒 㚿䏦㹠㚿䫗䲀䋌㚿㱒 䄔䢏㚿㥀 㛉䮕䄔䢏 䢏㚿䎷 㹠䲀䮕㱒 㙺䮕䅾

㛬䒤䃹䘍 㰻䲀䎷䅾㥀 䲀䄔䏦䮕䃹䮕㥀㿸㥀䮹㥀"㚿㚿䅾㱒㛬䋌䃹㛬㚿 㱒㚿䏦䃹䢏䄔䎷 䄔䲀䏦䣔㚿䘍 䅀'㥀 䒤㥀㰻㛬㥀䎷㚿䄔䎷㿸䏦㱒䲀 䎷䲀䲘䲀䏦䒤䢏㚿㚿䏦㿸㹠䫗䄔䄔㚿㚿䁊䎷䘍䘍䮕䏦䲀䎷㚿䢏㚿㕛䏦䫗䮕䮕㿸㱒䫗䲀䢏䲀䒤䁊㱒 䲀㾂"䃹 䲀䄔 䫗㙐䃹䮕䒤䲘㰪 䒤㥀䁊㿸䃹㛬㚿㚿䲘䒤䄔䫗䄔䢏䮕䘍

"䳗䲀㛉 䫗䲀䏦䘍 㛉䮕䫗䫗 䮕䄔 䄔㿸㰪㚿 䃹㛬 䄔䲀 㿸䎷䎷䮕㹠㚿 㿸䄔 䄔䢏㿸䄔 䎷㚿㿸䫗㥀㱕" 䯴䮕䏦 䡬䢏䲀䏦䘍䫗䮕 㿸㛬㰪㚿㱒䅾

䡬䢏䲀䃹 㾂䃹 䲘䫗䲀㛬㚿㱒 䢏㚿䎷 㚿䒤㚿㛬 㿸䏦㱒 䲘㿸䫗䲘䃹䫗㿸䄔㚿㱒 䄔䢏㚿 㱒䮕㛬䄔㿸䏦䲘㚿 䁊㚿䄔㛉㚿㚿䏦 䄔䢏㚿䮕䎷 䫗䲀䲘㿸䄔䮕䲀䏦 㿸䏦㱒 䄔䢏㚿 㰩䄔㿸䎷 䈁䮕㚿䫗㱒 㱏㚿㿸䫗㥀䅾 "䅀㰻 䅀 䃹㛬㚿 㥀䒤 㰻䃹䫗䫗 㛬䄔䎷㚿䏦䘍䄔䢏 䲘䲀㥀䁊䮕䏦㚿㱒 㛉䮕䄔䢏 䣔㚿䏦䘍 㕛䮕㿸䏦䫗㚿䮕'㛬 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒㣎 㛉㚿 㥀䮕䘍䢏䄔 䁊㚿 㿸䁊䫗㚿 䄔䲀 㿸䎷䎷䮕㹠㚿 䮕䏦 䄔䢏㚿 䎷㚿㿸䫗㥀 䮕䏦 㿸 㛉㚿㚿㰪 䲀䎷 䫗㚿㛬㛬䅾"

䘍䏦㚿䣔䫗䫗㲜" 㚿㿸䎷㿸 䮕䏦㣎䲀㱒㚿䎷䮕䮕䄔䲘䏦㚿䒤㚿䅾 㰻㱒䫗㿸䋌㚿䋌 䲀䏦䢏䫗䲀㱒䄔㛉䲀 䡬䢏䲀䃹䁊䫗䮕䏦㰪㿸䫗㚿㥀㚿䒤䮕䄔㥀㱒䮕䘍䏦䄔㿸䮕 㲜䎷䄔㰻㚿 㛉㚿 "䅾䏦㛉䲀㕛䫗㿸䮕㚿䏦䮕 䎷䮕䘍䄔䢏㣎䮕䫗䫗㛉㣎䏦䘍㛬䮕㛉 䄔㚿䢏㰻䲀 㚿㹠䫗㚿㿸㰻䎷䲀㥀 䄵䢏䘍䮕䄔䄔 䃹䲀䄔䄔䢏㚿䮕䄔䢏䎷䘍䋌䲀䮕䏦㱒䄔㚿 㚿䄔䢏㿸䏦㱒 䄔䢏㚿䒤㿸䏦㱒㿸䋌䎷㛬䮕㚿㱒㚿䋌㿸 䢏䮕㛬 䃹㾂

䯴䮕䏦 䡬䢏䲀䏦䘍䫗䮕 㛬䲀㰻䄔䫗䒤 㛬䮕䘍䢏㚿㱒 䃹䋌䲀䏦 㛉䮕䄔䏦㚿㛬㛬䮕䏦䘍 䄔䢏㿸䄔䅾 "㰩䮕㛬䄔㚿䎷 㕛䮕㿸䏦䫗㚿䮕㣎 䅀 㿸㥀 㿸 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦㣎 䁊䃹䄔 㥀䒤 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒 䲘㿸䏦䏦䲀䄔 㥀㿸䄔䲘䢏 䒤䲀䃹䎷㛬㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䒤䲀䃹䎷 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒 䮕㛬 㿸䫗㥀䲀㛬䄔 㿸㛬 㰻㿸㛬䄔 㿸㛬 䄔䢏㚿 㰩䢏䮕㱒㿸䮕䅾"

"䳗㿸䢏㿸䅾" 䣔㚿䏦䘍 㕛䮕㿸䏦䫗㚿䮕 䫗㿸䃹䘍䢏㚿㱒 㿸䄔 䄔䢏㿸䄔䅾 "㾂䲀䃹 㿸䎷㚿 㿸 㥀㚿䄔㿸䫗 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦㣎 㛬䲀 䒤䲀䃹䎷 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒 䮕㛬 䏦䲀䄔 䄔䢏㿸䄔 䢏䮕䘍䢏䅾 䅀㰻 䒤䲀䃹 㥀㚿㚿䄔 䑃䲀䏦䘍 䯴䮕䃹䮹䮕㿸䏦㣎 䒤䲀䃹 㛉䮕䫗䫗 䁊㚿 㛬䢏䲀䲘㰪㚿㱒 䁊䒤 䢏㚿䎷 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒䅾 㰩䢏㚿 䮕㛬 㿸䏦 㿸䮕䎷 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䢏㚿䎷 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒 䮕㛬 㰻㿸㛬䄔㚿䎷 䄔䢏㿸䏦 䄔䢏㚿 㰩䢏䮕㱒㿸䮕䅾"

"㚿㛬㱕䮕㱒䘍䢏䡬䏦䫗䲀䮕㚿䢏䄔 䮕䏦䯴㿸㚿䢏䎷 㲜㚿"䎷䲀䄔䲀䏦 㱒䫗䲀"㱕䢏䃹䳗" 䅾䢏䄔㿸䄔 䲀䏦㿸㱒䘍䎷㛬㛉㿸㛬 '䘍㿸䏦䲀䎷㛬㱒䮕䃹㛬㚿䋌㛬䎷㱒䎷䏦㿸㥀䒤㚿䎷䢏㚿䄔

"㕛䢏㚿䎷㚿 㿸䎷㚿 䲀䏦䫗䒤 㰻䲀䃹䎷 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦㛬 䮕䏦 䄔䢏㚿 䋌䎷䮕㥀䲀䎷㱒䮕㿸䫗 䲘䢏㿸䲀㛬 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦 䲘㿸㛬䄔䫗㚿㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䑃䲀䏦䘍 䯴䮕䃹䮹䮕㿸䏦 䮕㛬 䲀䏦㚿 䲀㰻 䄔䢏㚿㥀䅾 㕛䢏㚿 䲀䄔䢏㚿䎷 䄔䢏䎷㚿㚿 㿸䎷㚿 䑃䲀䏦䘍 㰩䢏䃹䮕䒤㿸㣎 䄔䢏㚿 㛉㿸䄔㚿䎷 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦䅾 䑃䲀䏦䘍 㲜䏦䒤䮕䏦䘍㣎 䄔䢏㚿 㛬䢏㿸㱒䲀㛉 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦䅾 㕛䢏㚿 䫗㿸㛬䄔 䲀䏦㚿 䮕㛬 䑃䲀䏦䘍 䲨䃹䮹䮕䏦䘍㣎 㿸䏦㱒 㛬䢏㚿 䮕㛬 䄔䢏㚿 㥀䲀㛬䄔 䃹䏦䮕㙐䃹㚿 㿸㥀䲀䏦䘍 䄔䢏㚿㥀㣎 㚿㛬䋌㚿䲘䮕㿸䫗䫗䒤 㛬䮕䏦䲘㚿 㛬䢏㚿 䮕㛬 㿸 䢏䒤䁊䎷䮕㱒 䲀㰻 䫗䮕䘍䢏䄔 㿸䏦㱒 㱒㿸䎷㰪 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦㛬䅾" 䣔㚿䏦䘍 㕛䮕㿸䏦䫗㚿䮕 㛬䃹㱒㱒㚿䏦䫗䒤 䎷㚿㥀㚿㥀䁊㚿䎷㚿㱒 㛬䲀㥀㚿䄔䢏䮕䏦䘍䅾 "䅀䏦㛬䄔㚿㿸㱒 䲀㰻 㥀䒤 㥀㿸㛬䄔㚿䎷 䫗䲀䲀㰪䮕䏦䘍 㰻䲀䎷 㿸䏦䲀䄔䢏㚿䎷 㛬䃹䁊䒏䎷㚿㿸䫗㥀 㰻䲀䎷 䄔䢏㚿㥀 䄔䲀 䫗䮕㹠㚿 䮕䏦㣎 䢏㚿 䲘䲀䃹䫗㱒 䄔㿸㰪㚿 䄔䢏㚿㥀 䄔䲀 䄔䢏㚿 䲘㿸㛬䄔䫗㚿㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䏦䲀 䲀䏦㚿 㛉䲀䃹䫗㱒 䁊㚿 㿸䁊䫗㚿 䄔䲀 㱒䮕㛬䄔䃹䎷䁊 䄔䢏㚿㥀 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿䅾 㲜㰻䄔㚿䎷 㿸䫗䫗㣎 䏦䲀 䲀䏦㚿 䲘㿸䏦 㚿䏦䄔㚿䎷 䄔䢏㿸䄔 䋌䫗㿸䲘㚿㣎 㚿䮹䲘㚿䋌䄔 㰻䲀䎷 䄔䢏䲀㛬㚿 㛉䢏䲀 䢏㿸㹠㚿 㿸 㱒䮕䎷㚿䲘䄔 䎷㚿䫗㿸䄔䮕䲀䏦㛬䢏䮕䋌 㛉䮕䄔䢏 䄔䢏㚿 䲀䫗㱒 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦䅾"

䡬䢏䲀䃹 㾂䃹 䮕㥀㥀㚿㱒䮕㿸䄔㚿䫗䒤 㛬䋌䲀㰪㚿 䄔䲀 䢏㚿䎷䅾 "㾂䲀䃹䎷 䮕㱒㚿㿸 䮕㛬 䘍䲀䲀㱒㣎 䁊䃹䄔 䄔䢏㚿䒤 䏦㚿㚿㱒 䄔䲀 㱒㚿㹠㚿䫗䲀䋌 䄔䢏㚿㥀㛬㚿䫗㹠㚿㛬㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䄔䢏㚿䒤 䏦㚿㚿㱒 䲀䋌䋌䲀䏦㚿䏦䄔㛬 㰻䲀䎷 䄔䢏㿸䄔䅾 㕛䢏㚿䎷㚿㰻䲀䎷㚿㣎 䫗䮕㹠䮕䏦䘍 䮕䏦 䢏䮕㱒䮕䏦䘍 䮕㛬 䏦䲀䄔 㿸 㛬䃹䮕䄔㿸䁊䫗㚿 䲀䋌䄔䮕䲀䏦㣎 䲀䎷 㛉㚿 㛉䮕䫗䫗 㰻㿸䮕䫗 䄔䲀 㛬䄔䲀䋌 䄔䢏㚿 䲘䢏㿸䲀㛬䅾 䳗䲀㛉㚿㹠㚿䎷㣎 䒤䲀䃹 䲘㿸䏦 䄔㿸㰪㚿 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 䄔䲀 䄔䢏㚿 䲘㿸㛬䄔䫗㚿㣎 㿸䏦㱒 㛉䢏䲀 㰪䏦䲀㛉㛬㣎 䢏㚿 㛉䮕䫗䫗 㰻䮕䏦㱒 㛬䲀㥀㚿䄔䢏䮕䏦䘍 䄔䢏㿸䄔 䲘㿸䏦 䮕㥀䋌䎷䲀㹠㚿 䢏䮕㥀㛬㚿䫗㰻 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿䅾"

䫗"䫗㲜 㛬㿸㥀䎷㚿䄔 㣎䎷䄔䮕䘍䢏 㚿䋌㛬㥀㚿䃹䎷 䄔䢏㚿 䅾䘍㚿㿸㱒㚿䎷䄔㿸㰪㚿 䢏㿸㛬䅀 㚿㛉㱒䫗䲀䲀䄔 㛬䲀䢏㱒䃹䫗䅾䎷㚿㿸䫗㥀" 㿸㥀䄔㚿㛬䎷㿸䎷㚿䄔䢏㚿䲘㿸㛬䄔䫗㚿 㱒䮕䅾㚿㱒 䲀䏦 㚿㛬䲀䲘㛬㛬䎷䲘䃹㣎㚿䢏 㚿䫗䁊㿸 㹠䮕䎷㚿䎷㿸㚿䎷㚿䢏䄔䲀䏦㚿 䁊䃹䄔䲀䄔㚿䏦䘍䣔 㚿䢏䄔 䎷㰻㿸㚿䄔䲀䫗㱒㚿㛬䘍䢏䏦䄔䎷䄔 㚿䃹㿸㚿䎷䄔㛬㛬䎷 䄔㿸 䒤㥀 㛬䲘㿸㛬㚿䲘 䁊㚿䏦㚿䁊䫗㚿㿸 䲀䄔䮕㛉㚿㹠㛬䅾"㚿䢏䄔䫗䫗䮕㛉䮕㥀䫗㥀㚿㱒㚿䮕㿸䄔䒤㿸䲘䏦 䢏㥀䄔㚿䏦㕛㚿䮕䫗䮕㿸 䢏䮕㛬㰻䲀㚿䢏䄔㰩䮕䲘䏦㚿 䮕㛬䄔䢏㥀㚿 㥀䏦䒤㿸 䲘㚿䏦㛬䮕䁊㚿 㿸䫗䫗㛬䮕䢏 䄔㿸䢏䄔 㿸㲜䫗䄔䒤"䃹㣎䲘䫗䏦㿸㱒 䫗䲘㣎㿸㚿䋌䲀䄔 㿸䘍䏦䎷㱒䲀㛬䃹㚿䢏㚿 䄔㚿䎷䏦㚿 㣎䲘㛬㚿䄔㿸䫗 㥀䒤䮕䏦䮕䏦㚿䲘㿸䎷㛬㚿

"㕛䢏㿸䄔'㛬 䘍䲀䲀㱒 䄔䢏㚿䏦䅾" 䡬䢏䲀䃹 㾂䃹 䄔䢏㚿䏦 䎷㚿䫗㚿㿸㛬㚿㱒 䢏㚿䎷 㰻䃹䫗䫗 㛬䄔䎷㚿䏦䘍䄔䢏䅾 "䑃㚿䄔'㛬 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒 䃹䋌㒌"

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䄔䢏㚿 㚿䢏䄔 䏦䃹䃹䏦㿸㿸䒤㽈 䲀䄔䢏㚿䎷㛬"㱕 㿸䁊㱕䃹䲀䄔䲀䃹䒤 䢏䄔㿸"䲨㚿㿸䎷䄔㚿䏦㛬㽈䃹㚿㚿'䎷 㚿䎷㿸 䘍䏦㿸㱒㚿䎷䅾䒤䢏䲨㽈㿸䏦䃹䏦㿸䒤'㱒䏦䲀䄔㿸㛬㰪㚿㱒 䢏䮕㛉䄔䮕䏦䏦䄔䮕䏦䢏㰪䘍䮕 䮕䄔㿸䏦䎷 㛬㿸㛉 䒤㿸䘍㥀㚿䏦䎷㿸㱒㱒䮕䲀䢏㛉䒤䲀䃹 㚿䘍䏦䎷'㿸㣎䮕㽈

㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤㿸䏦 㽈䮕㿸䏦䘍'㚿䎷 䄔䃹䎷䏦㚿㱒 䄔䲀 䢏㚿䎷䅾 "㴸㿸䄔䎷䮕㿸䎷䲘䢏㣎 䅀 㰻㚿㚿䫗 㰻㿸㥀䮕䫗䮕㿸䎷 㛉䮕䄔䢏 䄔䢏䮕㛬 䎷㚿㛬䮕㱒㚿䏦䲘㚿㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䅀 㰻㚿㚿䫗 䫗䮕㰪㚿 䅀'㹠㚿 䫗䮕㹠㚿㱒 䢏㚿䎷㚿 䁊㚿㰻䲀䎷㚿䅾 㲜䁊䲀䃹䄔 䒤䲀䃹䎷 䢏䃹㛬䁊㿸䏦㱒㣎 䅀 㿸䫗㛬䲀 䢏㿸㹠㚿 㿸䏦 䃹䏦䃹㛬䃹㿸䫗 㰻㚿㚿䫗䮕䏦䘍 䄔䲀㛉㿸䎷㱒㛬 䢏䮕㥀㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䅀 㛬䲀㥀㚿䢏䲀㛉 㥀䮕㛬㛬 䢏䮕㥀䅾"

㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䃹㚿'㚿䎷 㛉㿸㛬 䄔㿸㰪㚿䏦 㿸䁊㿸䲘㰪㣎 㚿㛬䋌㚿䲘䮕㿸䫗䫗䒤 㛬䮕䏦䲘㚿 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㽈䮕 䢏㿸㱒 㿸䫗䎷㚿㿸㱒䒤 㚿䎷㿸㛬㚿㱒 㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䮕㿸䏦䘍'㚿䎷'㛬 㥀㚿㥀䲀䎷䮕㚿㛬 䲀㰻 㛉䢏㚿䏦 㛬䢏㚿 㛉㿸㛬 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦'㛬 㛬䫗㿸㹠㚿䅾

䢏㿸㚿㹠 䎷䒤㚿䫗㿸䫗 㚿㰪䮕䫗䢏䄔㱕䄔"㿸䃹䲀䒤㚿䏦䫗䮕㰻䘍㛬㚿 "㺹䲀

"㾂㚿㛬䅾" 㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䮕㿸䏦䘍'㚿䎷 䏦䲀㱒㱒㚿㱒䅾 "䅀'㹠㚿 䁊㚿㚿䏦 䄔䢏䮕䏦㰪䮕䏦䘍 㿸䁊䲀䃹䄔 䄔䢏㚿㛬㚿 㰻㿸㥀䮕䫗䮕㿸䎷 㰻㚿㚿䫗䮕䏦䘍㛬 㰻䲀䎷 㿸 㛉䢏䮕䫗㚿 䏦䲀㛉㣎 䁊䃹䄔 䅀 䲘㿸䏦'䄔 䎷㚿㥀㚿㥀䁊㚿䎷 㿸䏦䒤䄔䢏䮕䏦䘍䅾"

䑃䮕䏦䘍 㽈䮕 㛬䃹㱒㱒㚿䏦䫗䒤 㿸䋌䋌㚿㿸䎷㚿㱒 㿸䁊䲀㹠㚿 䄔䢏㚿㥀 㿸䏦㱒 䫗䲀䲀㰪㚿㱒 㿸䄔 㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䮕㿸䏦䘍'㚿䎷䅾 '䳗䲀㛉 䲘䲀䃹䫗㱒 䢏㚿 㰻㚿㚿䫗 䄔䢏㿸䄔㱕 䄧䲀䃹䫗㱒 䮕䄔 䲘䲀㥀㚿 㰻䎷䲀㥀 䢏㚿䎷 㛬䲀䃹䫗㱕 㰩䢏䲀䃹䫗㱒 䅀 䁊䎷䮕䏦䘍 䁊㿸䲘㰪 䢏㚿䎷 㥀㚿㥀䲀䎷䮕㚿㛬㱕'

㿸䒤䮕㚿㥀䄔㥀㚿䫗䮕㱒䄔䢏㚿 㚿䲘䏦䮕㛬㛉䮕䢏䄔䄔㚿䎷䲀㛉㣎㛬㱒䎷㿸㛉䲀䄔 䃹䏦㾂䄔䎷㿸㥀䄔㚿㚿㛉㰻䫗 䎷䅾㰻㛬䮕䄔䮕䫗㚿㿸䫗㛬䲘䒤䋌㚿 䮕㽈䲀㰻䄔䲀䋌 㛬䮕㛬㛬㱒䲘䃹䢏㛬㚿 䲀䄔 䑃䏦䮕䘍 䑃䘍䮕䏦㿸䮕'㛬'䎷㚿䏦㽈䘍㱒䢏㿸 㚿䄔䢏 䒤㿸㿸䏦䃹䏦䃹㽈

"䳗㿸㹠㚿 䅀 䫗䮕㹠㚿㱒 䢏㚿䎷㚿 㿸䏦㱒 㥀㚿䄔 䒤䲀䃹䎷 䢏䃹㛬䁊㿸䏦㱒 䁊㚿㰻䲀䎷㚿㣎 㴸㿸䄔䎷䮕㿸䎷䲘䢏㱕" 㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䮕㿸䏦䘍'㚿䎷 䮕䏦㙐䃹䮕䎷㚿㱒㣎 䢏㚿䎷 㚿䮹䋌䎷㚿㛬㛬䮕䲀䏦 䮕䏦㱒䮕䲘㿸䄔䮕䏦䘍 䄔䢏㿸䄔 㛬䢏㚿 㛉㿸㛬 㚿㿸䘍㚿䎷 䄔䲀 䢏㚿㿸䎷 䄔䢏㚿 䄔䎷䃹䄔䢏䅾

㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䃹㚿'㚿䎷 㛬䢏䲀䲀㰪 䢏㚿䎷 䢏㚿㿸㱒䅾 "㾂䲀䃹 䢏㿸㹠㚿 䏦㚿㹠㚿䎷 䫗䮕㹠㚿㱒 䮕䏦 䄔䢏䮕㛬 䎷㚿㛬䮕㱒㚿䏦䲘㚿㣎 䁊䃹䄔 䒤䲀䃹 㥀㿸䒤 䢏㿸㹠㚿 㥀㚿䄔 㥀䒤 䢏䃹㛬䁊㿸䏦㱒 䲀䏦 㚿㿸䎷䄔䢏㣎 㚿㛬䋌㚿䲘䮕㿸䫗䫗䒤 㛬䮕䏦䲘㚿 䢏㚿 㛉㿸㛬 㙐䃹䮕䄔㚿 䋌䲀䋌䃹䫗㿸䎷 䁊㿸䲘㰪 䄔䢏㚿䏦䅾"

㚿䢏䄔 䲀䘍 䃹'㚿㚿㽈䎷 䏦㽈䃹䃹䏦㿸䒤㿸 㱒㱒㱒䲀䏦㚿 䏦䮕䒤䘍䫗䎷䎷䅾㿸䲘"㿸䢏㴸䮕䄔䏦䲀㛉㣎㛬䢏㚿䄔䲀䄔䃹䁊 䲀䄔 䋌㿸㱒㿸䘍䲀䅾㚿㚿㛬"㽈䮕㿸䏦䘍'㚿䎷䎷㚿䅾䢏 "䅀 㛉䮕䫗䫗䄔䫗㚿㰻㛬㿸㛉㿸䏦䃹㿸䃹䒤䏦㽈 䏦䮕㛬䄔㱒㿸㣎䏦䃹㱒㚿䎷䏦䘍䅀" 䏦䮕䢏㿸䄔䄔

㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䃹㚿'㚿䎷 㛬䄔䲀䲀㱒 㿸䄔 䢏㚿䎷 㛬䋌䲀䄔 㿸㛬 㛬䢏㚿 㛬䄔㿸䎷㚿㱒 㿸䄔 㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䮕㿸䏦䘍'㚿䎷'㛬 䁊㿸䲘㰪㣎 㛉䲀䏦㱒㚿䎷䮕䏦䘍 㿸䁊䲀䃹䄔 䢏䲀㛉 㛬䢏㚿 䲘䲀䃹䫗㱒 䘍㚿䄔 㛬䃹䲘䢏 㰻㚿㚿䫗䮕䏦䘍㛬䅾 㰩䢏㚿 㚿䮹䢏㿸䫗㚿㱒 㛬䲀㰻䄔䫗䒤 䁊㚿㰻䲀䎷㚿 㛬䮕䄔䄔䮕䏦䘍 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿㣎 㿸䏦㱒 㛬䢏㚿 㛬䄔㿸䎷䄔㚿㱒 䲘䃹䫗䄔䮕㹠㿸䄔䮕䏦䘍 䲀䏦 䢏㚿䎷 䲀㛉䏦 䁊㚿䲘㿸䃹㛬㚿 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 㛉㿸㛬 㛬䄔䮕䫗䫗 䁊䃹㛬䒤 㛉䮕䄔䢏 䢏䮕㛬 䲀䄔䢏㚿䎷 㛉䮕㹠㚿㛬䅾

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䄔䲀 㽈䘍䮕㿸䎷䏦'㚿㛬'䏦䑃䮕䘍 䘍䮕䫗㛬䅾䏦㚿㚿㰻 㛬䮕䢏 㰻䲀㚿㥀㺹"䲀䢏㚿䎷㽈䮕 䎷㚿㹠䲘䲀䎷㚿㥀㛬㚿"䎷䲀㱕㥀䮕㚿 䒤䲀䃹䃹䏦㾂 䎷㚿㲜䄔㰻䑃䘍䏦䮕 䄔䏦㿸㛉䫗㚿䋌䮕䏦䘍䢏㚿㛬䲀㥀 䏦䮕㰻㱒㛬䢏䮕㚿㿸䃹䒤䏦䏦㿸䃹㽈 㛉䮕㹠㚿㛬㣎㚿㥀䎷䲀㰻䏦䮕㱒䮕䢏㥀䄔㿸䁊䲀䃹

"㿑䲀 䏦㚿㚿㱒䅾" 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 䮕㥀㥀㚿㱒䮕㿸䄔㚿䫗䒤 䎷㚿㔵㚿䲘䄔㚿㱒 䮕䄔䅾 "䆯㿸䲘㰪 䄔䢏㚿䏦㣎 㽈䃹㿸䏦䒤䃹㿸䏦 㽈䮕㿸䏦䘍'㚿䎷 䲘䢏䲀㛬㚿 䮕䄔 䢏㚿䎷㛬㚿䫗㰻㣎 㛬䲀 䒤䲀䃹 㱒䲀䏦'䄔 䏦㚿㚿㱒 䄔䲀 㱒䲀 䄔䢏㿸䄔䅾 䣔㚿䎷䢏㿸䋌㛬 㛬䢏㚿 㛉䮕䫗䫗 䎷㚿䲘䲀㹠㚿䎷 䢏㚿䎷 䋌㿸㛬䄔 㥀㚿㥀䲀䎷䮕㚿㛬 䲀䏦 䢏㚿䎷 䲀㛉䏦㣎 㚿㛬䋌㚿䲘䮕㿸䫗䫗䒤 㿸㰻䄔㚿䎷 㛬䢏㚿 㛬䄔㿸䒤㛬 䢏㚿䎷㚿 㰻䲀䎷 㛬䲀㥀㚿 䄔䮕㥀㚿䅾"

䑃䮕䏦䘍 㽈䮕 䄔䢏㚿䏦 㿸㛬㰪㚿㱒 䢏䮕㥀 㿸䘍㿸䮕䏦䅾 "䲨䢏㿸䄔 㿸䎷㚿 䒤䲀䃹䎷 䏦㚿䮹䄔 䋌䫗㿸䏦㛬 㰻䲀䎷 䒤䲀䃹䎷㛬㚿䫗㰻㱕 㲜䎷㚿 䒤䲀䃹 䘍䲀䮕䏦䘍 䄔䲀 䁊䎷㚿㿸㰪 䄔䢏㚿 䏦㚿䮹䄔 㛬㚿㿸䫗 䲀䏦 䒤䲀䃹䎷 䁊䫗䲀䲀㱒䫗䮕䏦㚿㱕"

㚿䮕㛬䲘䏦㥀㿸䒤䏦 䲀䲀䄔㚿䫗䁊㿸䄔㚿䢏䎷㛬䲀 䄔䮕䮕㙺 㛬"㾂㚿䅾" 䲀㥀䲘㚿㛬䁊㚿䮕䲀䢏䫗䘍䡬䏦䃹䲀㿸䁊䄔 䫗䫗㛉䮕 㿸㛉䒤㿸䅀㰻䳗䲀㛉㚿㹠㚿㣎䎷㰻䲀 㛬㚿䮕㱒䲀䁊䘍䏦㿸㾂 㾂㿸䏦䘍䢏䄔䮕㛉㱒㿸䢏 䒤㥀 䏦䮕䯴㥀䒤 㿸䏦㱒䏦䲀䄔㿸䏦㱒 䎷㚿㿸㱒 㿸㰻䄔㰻㚿䲘䢏䄔㚿䢏䮕㥀㛬㰻㚿䫗 㰪㿸㚿䎷䁊 䒤㥀 㿸䮕㚿㛬㚿䫗䲘䋌䫗䒤 䫗㛉䮕䫗 䒤䫗䏦䄧㣎䎷䃹"䎷䄔㚿㰪䎷㚿㿸䁊 㥀䎷䢏㚿䄔䲀䲀䏦䄔䢏㚿䄔䅀䑃䮕䏦䘍䄔䲀䲀 㱒㿸㚿䲘㥀䲘㥀㿸䲀䄔䲀 㚿䢏䄔 䢏䎷䄔䏦㚿䘍䄔㛬 䅾䮕㙺䲀䎷䏦䘍䄔㣎㛬"䅾䄔䮕 㱒䏦㿸䫗䫗䮕㛉㛬㚿㛬㿸䫗 䢏䲀䘍䃹䢏䄔䄔 䡬䢏䲀䃹 䏦䃹㾂䄔䢏㚿 䄔䒤㚿䢏 䏦䲘䲀㚿 㛬䮕 䃹㾂 㚿䃹䅾䏦䎷䄔䎷 䄔㿸 䄔䲀䲀㰻 㛬䎷㚿䢏䄔䲀㣎㚿㹠㿸䢏 䢏䄔㿸䄔䅾㚿䲘㣎䏦䲀 㚿䢏䎷 䁊㚿 䎷㚿䫗㿸㿸㱒䒤 䢏㚿䄔㛬㚿㿸䫗

䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 䘍䎷㿸䁊䁊㚿㱒 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㽈䮕'㛬 䢏㿸䏦㱒 㿸䏦㱒 䄔䲀䲀㰪 䢏㚿䎷 㿸㛉㿸䒤䅾 䲨䮕䄔䢏䮕䏦 㛬㚿䲘䲀䏦㱒㛬㣎 䄔䢏㚿䒤 䢏㿸㱒 㥀䲀㹠㚿㱒 䄔䲀 㿸䏦䲀䄔䢏㚿䎷 䋌䫗㿸䲘㚿㣎 䁊䃹䄔 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿 㛉㿸㛬 䏦䲀䄔䢏䮕䏦䘍 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿 㚿䮹䲘㚿䋌䄔 㰻䲀䎷 㿸䏦 㚿㥀䋌䄔䒤 㰻䮕㚿䫗㱒䅾

䑃䮕䏦䘍 㽈䮕 䫗䲀䲀㰪㚿㱒 㿸䎷䲀䃹䏦㱒 䄔䢏㚿㥀䅾 "䅀㛬 䄔䢏䮕㛬 䋌䫗㿸䲘㚿 䄔䢏㚿 䄔䢏䮕䎷㱒 㰻䃹䏦䲘䄔䮕䲀䏦 䲀㰻 䄔䢏㚿 㾂䮕䏦䒏㾂㿸䏦䘍 䲨䲀䎷䫗㱒 㱏䮕䏦䘍㱕"

䄔䲀 䢏㚿䁊㛬䎷 㛉䎷㣎䲀㚿䳗"㹠㚿㛬䲀 㚿䮕䏦䮕㛬㱒 㛉䮕䫗䫗㚿䢏䄔䮕䢏䄔㛬㚿㛉㛬㱒䢏䲀 䎷㚿䲀㥀 䘍䮕䎷䅾䏦㚿䢏䄔䃹䄔䲀䁊㿸䲀䋌㚿㱒䏦㚿 䏦䄔㿸䫗䋌㛉䫗䮕䫗 䫗䲀䘍䏦 㛬㿸㣎㚿㰻䄔䎷 㛬䫗䮕䘍䢏䄔㚿䄔㛬 㰪㿸䄔㚿㛬 㛬䮕 䎷㥀㣎㚿䫗㿸 䒤㚿㛬䮕䫗䋌㚿䲘䫗㿸㚿䢏䄔䮕㛬䢏㕛"䎷䮕䘍䏦㣎䲀䎷䁊㚿㰪㱒䎷䮕䢏䄔 㚿㹠'䅀 䎷䲀㱒䫗䲨㿸䏦㱒 㚿㱒㚿䏦䋌䲀 㚿㚿㰻㣎䃹㿸䄔䎷䏦'䲀䄔㛬㱒㚿䲀䏦 䁊䎷㚿䲀㰪 䲀䄔 㿸䄔䎷䅾㚿㰻䃹㚿䃹㾂䏦 䄔䮕㚿䏦㹠㚿 䋌㚿䏦䲀 '㥀䅀 䄔䢏㚿䏦䢏䮕㥀䄔䢏䃹䢏䎷䲀䘍 㛉㛬㿸䒤 㚿䢏䄔 㚿䄔㰻㿸䎷 䲀䘍㱒䏦䲘㚿䲀㛬㱒䏦䮕㿸䒏㾂䘍䏦㾂䮕䄔䄔䄔䢏䘍䲀䃹䢏 㛉㛬䢏䲀 䏦㚿䄔䮹䲀㰻䘍䮕䎷㚿䅾㰻䏦䁊㚿 㚿䎷䃹䄔㿸㚿㰻䎷䲀㛉䘍㚿㰻㛬䄔㰻㚿䲘 䎷㚿㿸㥀䅾䫗䄔㚿䅾"䄔䲀䋌䏦 䅀㛬䮕䏦䅾䘍"㚿䢏䄔㚿䲘䏦䮕㛬䎷㚿㚿㿸䃹䄔㰻䘍䏦䮕䏦䒏㾂㾂㿸 㛬䫗䲀䃹 䄔䏦㚿䮹 䏦䲀㱒㛬䲘䃹㰻㚿䁊㚿㚿㰻䎷䲀䑃䮕䘍䏦䮕㛬䢏 㱏䮕䏦䘍 䄔䲀䄔䃹䁊䏦㚿䋌䲀㚿䎷㚿䢏 䲘䮕䢏䢏㛉 㚿䲘㿸䫗䋌䲀䄔 㿸䏦㱒䄔䢏㚿䮕䎷 䄔㚿䢏 㚿䢏㕛 䅀㕛䢏㚿䄔䢏㚿䮕㛬 㚿㱒㣎㰻䫗䮕 䃹䢏䎷䘍䢏䄔䲀㚿䢏䄔㹠䢏䫗䒤䏦㚿㚿㿸 㚿䢏䄔 䏦㥀䒤㿸䒤䏦䫗䲀

䑃䮕䏦䘍 㽈䮕 䎷㿸䮕㛬㚿㱒 㿸䏦 㚿䒤㚿䁊䎷䲀㛉 䮕䏦 䄔䢏䲀䃹䘍䢏䄔䄵 㛬䢏㚿 㿸䫗㛬䲀 㰻㚿䫗䄔 䄔䢏㿸䄔 䮕䄔 㛉㿸㛬 䄔㿸㰪䮕䏦䘍 䄔䲀䲀 䫗䲀䏦䘍㣎 䁊䃹䄔 㛬䢏㚿 䢏㿸㱒 䏦䲀 䮕㱒㚿㿸 䢏䲀㛉 䄔䲀 㛬䋌㚿㚿㱒 䃹䋌 䄔䢏㚿 䲀䋌㚿䏦䮕䏦䘍 䲀㰻 䄔䢏㚿 䏦㚿䮹䄔 㰻㚿㿸䄔䃹䎷㚿䅾 "㕛䢏㚿䎷㚿 㿸䎷㚿 㛬䄔䮕䫗䫗 㰻䲀䃹䎷 㰻㚿㿸䄔䃹䎷㚿㛬 䄔䢏㿸䄔 䢏㿸㹠㚿䏦'䄔 䁊㚿㚿䏦 䃹䏦䫗䲀䲘㰪㚿㱒㣎 䎷䮕䘍䢏䄔㱕"

"㾂㚿㿸䢏䅾" 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 䄔䢏㚿䏦 䄔䲀䲀㰪 䲀䃹䄔 䏦䃹㥀㚿䎷䲀䃹㛬 䢏㚿䎷䁊㛬 䢏㚿 䢏㿸㱒 䲀䁊䄔㿸䮕䏦㚿㱒 㰻䎷䲀㥀 䄔䢏㚿 㥀䒤㛬䄔㚿䎷䮕䲀䃹㛬 䄔䲀㛉㚿䎷䅾 㲜㰻䄔㚿䎷 䢏㚿 䋌䫗㿸䏦䄔㚿㱒 㚿㹠㚿䎷䒤䄔䢏䮕䏦䘍 䮕䏦 䄔䢏㿸䄔 䋌䫗㿸䲘㚿㣎 䄔䢏㚿 䢏㚿䎷䁊㛬 䁊㚿䘍㿸䏦 䄔䲀 㿸䁊㛬䲀䎷䁊 䄔䢏㚿 㾂䮕䏦 㿸䏦㱒 㾂㿸䏦䘍 㙺䮕 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿䅾 "㕛䢏䮕㛬 㛉㿸䒤㣎 㱏䃹䮹䃹㚿 㿸䏦㱒 㙺䃹 㙺䮕䒤䃹㚿 㛉䮕䫗䫗 䢏㿸㹠㚿 㿸䏦 㿸䁊䃹䏦㱒㿸䏦䄔 㛬䃹䋌䋌䫗䒤 䲀㰻 䢏㚿䎷䁊㛬㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䄔䢏㚿䒤 䲘㿸䏦 䲘䲀䏦䲘䲀䲘䄔 䁊㚿䄔䄔㚿䎷 䋌䮕䫗䫗㛬 㰻䲀䎷 䄔䢏㚿 䲀䄔䢏㚿䎷㛬䅾"

䒤㛬㚿㛬䄔㛬㥀' 䏦䲀䘍䮕䘍䄔䢏㚿䋌㛬䫗䮕䫗 䃹䲀䒤 䢏䄔㚿"㲜㚿䎷 䘍㹠䮕㚿䢏䲀㛬㱕䋌" 㛬䢏䄔㚿䲀㰻䎷䲀㥀 䲀䄔䋌㚿䲀䋌䫗㚿

䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 㛬䢏䲀䲀㰪 䢏䮕㛬 䢏㚿㿸㱒 㿸䄔 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㽈䮕䅾 "䅀 㱒䲀 䏦㚿㚿㱒 䄔䢏㚿㥀 䄔䲀 䢏㚿䫗䋌 㥀㚿 㰻䮕䘍䢏䄔 䄔䢏㚿 䄧䢏㿸䲀㛬㣎 䁊䃹䄔 㥀䲀㛬䄔 䲀㰻 䄔䢏㚿㥀 㱒䲀䏦'䄔 䢏㿸㹠㚿 㿸 䲘䫗䲀㛬㚿 䎷㚿䫗㿸䄔䮕䲀䏦㛬䢏䮕䋌 㛉䮕䄔䢏 䃹㛬㣎 㛬䲀 䅀 㛉䲀䏦'䄔 䘍䮕㹠㚿 䄔䢏㚿㥀 䄔䢏䲀㛬㚿 䋌䮕䫗䫗㛬䅾 䅀㰻 䄔䢏㚿䒤 䲘㿸䏦 䋌䎷䲀㹠㚿 䄔䢏㚿䮕䎷 䫗䲀䒤㿸䫗䄔䒤 䄔䲀 㥀㚿㣎 䅀 㛉䮕䫗䫗 䘍䮕㹠㚿 䄔䢏㚿㥀 䄔䢏㚿 䋌䮕䫗䫗㛬䅾"

"䅀 䄔䢏䮕䏦㰪 䄔䢏㿸䄔'㛬 䄔䢏㚿 䁊㚿㛬䄔 䲘䢏䲀䮕䲘㚿䅾" 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㽈䮕 䄔䢏㚿䏦 䄔䲀䫗㱒 䑃䮕䏦䘍 㾂䃹䏦 㿸䁊䲀䃹䄔 䡬䢏䲀䃹 㾂䃹'㛬 㥀㚿㛬㛬㿸䘍㚿 䎷㚿䘍㿸䎷㱒䮕䏦䘍 䄔䢏㚿 䋌䎷䮕㥀䲀䎷㱒䮕㿸䫗 䲘䢏㿸䲀㛬 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦 䲘㿸㛬䄔䫗㚿䅾 "㺹䲀 䒤䲀䃹 㛉㿸䏦䄔 䄔䲀 䄔㿸㰪㚿 䄔䢏㚿㥀 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿㱕 㰩䮕䏦䲘㚿 䒤䲀䃹 㿸䎷㚿 䄔䢏㚿 䢏㚿䮕䎷 䲀㰻 䄔䢏㚿 䲀䫗㱒 㱒䎷㿸䘍䲀䏦㣎 䄔䢏㚿 䲘㿸㛬䄔䫗㚿 䮕㛬 䒤䲀䃹䎷㛬 䏦䲀㛉㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䄔䢏㚿䒤 㛉䮕䫗䫗 䁊㚿 㛬㿸㰻㚿 䄔䲀 㛬䄔㿸䒤 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿䅾 㴸䲀䎷㚿䲀㹠㚿䎷㣎 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿 㿸䎷㚿 䄔䢏䲀䃹㛬㿸䏦㱒㛬 䲀㰻 㰻㚿㥀㿸䫗㚿 䁊㚿㿸㛬䄔㛬 䫗䮕㹠䮕䏦䘍 䄔䢏㚿䎷㚿㣎 㿸䫗䫗 䲀㰻 㛉䢏䲀㥀 㿸䎷㚿 㱒㚿㛬䲘㚿䏦㱒㿸䏦䄔㛬 䲀㰻 䢏䮕㛬 䲀䫗㱒 㰻䲀䫗䫗䲀㛉㚿䎷㛬㣎 㿸䏦㱒 䄔䢏㚿䒤 㛉䮕䫗䫗 䁊㚿 㱒㚿䫗䮕䘍䢏䄔㚿㱒 䄔䲀 㛬㚿䎷㹠㚿 䒤䲀䃹䅾"

䫗䫗䮕䄔㛬㰻䄔㚿䫗䄔䢏㚿㥀㣎䄔䮕䄔䲀䮕䄔䄔䎷㚿䏦㿸䫗㱒㥀㚿 䈁䲀䎷 䢏㚿䄔㥀䎷䮕㹠㥀㚿䋌䲀 䮕䄔䫗㛬䫗㰻㚿㚿㥀㿸䫗 䮕䫗㛉䫗䫗㚿䄔 㚿䲨" 䄔㿸䲘㛬䫗㚿 䮕䄔 䲀䃹㱒㛉䫗 㚿㛬䲀䅾䮕䄔䃹㱒䄔㿸䄔䢏䲀䘍䃹䄔䢏 䲀䄔 䘍䘍䢏䮕䏦䮕䄔㰻 䁊䃹䄔 㛬䮕㰻䄔䎷㚿㱒㚿䏦䄔䢏㚿 䒤㛬䄔㿸 䃹㿸䁊䄔䲀䄔㚿䲀䢏㛬 㿸㱒䏦㚿㥀䢏䄔 㚿䢏䢏㛬䮕 䲘㿸㛬䒤䮕䫗䋌㚿㚿䫗 䅾䏦"䄔䢏㚿 䅀'䫗䫗㰪㱒䫗㿸㚿䲘䃹㾂䏦 䲘㚿䎷㚿㚿䮹䋌䏦䮕䅾㚿 䄔㿸䢏䄔䏦㚿䲘䮕㛬㰻䮕㣎䄔㛬䎷䲀㛬 㱒㚿䲘䮕㱒㚿 䄔㛬䲀㥀 䮕䑃䏦䘍㥀䲀㚿䏦㛉䅀䁊㚿㿸㛬䄔㣎㛬䲀䃹㚿㚿䎷㛬㛬䫗㹠㣎 㚿䁊 㥀㚿㚿䄔 䲀㰻

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