Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

Capítulo 2868: Chapter 1570: The Root of Doubt_2

“Although I don’t know how everyone here came to stand together, judging by the appearance of so many strong human forces and Fairy Clan and Dwarf Elf experts under Your Majesty of the Humans’ command, I can thus speculate that the leader of the guests is Your Majesty of the Humans!”

Upon saying this, the Fishman Princess’s pale face showed noticeable tension as she continued, “Moreover, our reputation as Desert Fishmen isn’t very good right now. Strong individuals from ordinary second-tier powers wouldn’t visit us lightly, which further supports my speculation.”

Hearing the Fishman Princess speak up to this point, Leo Ray slightly nodded and let out a small sigh of relief internally.

Since the other party is using Lila’s token as a basis for speculation, this is evidently a method unique to Desert Fishmen and won’t affect our upcoming actions.

“Your Majesty of the Humans, I have heard of your deeds driving away the Evil Dragon group roaming Mist Dream Peak and eradicating the forbidden lich forces, which is enough to prove you’re a wise and courageous Monarch. Please save us!”

The voice of the Fishman Princess again carried urgency and pleaded earnestly, “We’ve tried every possible way but still have no solution. If this continues, my Father King might end up trapped in the deity’s palace!”

“What? A deity?”

Upon hearing this, Lila’s eyes widened, and Melody Lyon furrowed her brows tightly, “Fishman Princess, do you hear yourself?”

“I know it’s hard to explain, but believe me, my Father King is truly trapped in the deity’s palace, there are strange white eyeballs the size of fists, blocking the entire space!”

There was a clear tremor and fear in the Fishman Princess’s voice as she continued, “They mercilessly devoured my Father King’s elite guards and the generals who rushed inside, immune to all forms of attack, we are truly helpless!”

“Strange white eyeballs? Immune to attacks?”

Moli widened her starry eyes and blurted out, “Are you referring to ‘Corrosion’?”

Having experienced the battle of Observation City and the recent events at Dawn Fortress, this girl was evidently very wary of ‘Corrosion’, so much so that any little disturbance would make her pointed ears twitch, listening carefully to everything around.

“No, it shouldn’t be ‘Corrosion’, they don’t parasitize nor have a magical ley line outbreak, they’re merely devouring everything approaching the divine palace.”

The Fishman Princess’s expression became even more frightened, turning pale, as she gulped involuntarily and spoke incoherently, “I don’t know what they are, but they shouldn’t be ‘Corrosion’!”

“These fist-sized peculiar things are indeed not ‘Corrosion’.”

Leo Ray evidently thought of something, and couldn’t help but take a deep breath as well.

“Your Majesty, what are they?”

Moli brought her small face close to Leo Ray’s, full of curiosity.

“They are likely the Guardians of Devouring.”

Leo Ray slightly nodded in acknowledgment, “I’ve encountered them before.”

No need for further explanation, Leo Ray was naturally referring to the events that took place in Medusa’s Holy Land.

“At that time, according to the sand-robed old man’s words, I already knew that the strange white underground space was actually just the scene inside one segment of the sand-robed old man’s finger bone, and those Guardians of Devouring were the defensive mechanism within the finger bone. Although the sand-robed old man had long since fallen, those Guardians of Devouring were still carrying out their mission.”

“It shows how massive the other party’s body must have been.”

“Furthermore, through further interaction with the sand-robed old man, I learned that the gigantic desert in the Desert Alliance territory was actually formed under the influence of this segment of finger bone. Such great power and such vast body inevitably lead one to suspect a close connection with the deity, perhaps it was the deity who fell.”

“Regrettably, the sand-robed old man had also forgotten a lot of things, unaware of his specific identity, but all in all, the Fishman Princess’s mention of the deity’s palace is likely not without foundation, it must be similar to the existence of Medusa’s Holy Land.”

“Could it be that the similar existence here still has notions of its identity, thus calling itself a deity? Does this prove my previous speculation correct?”

Upon thinking this, curiosity glimmered in Leo Ray’s eyes.

You see, ever since meeting the sand-robed old man, I’ve always been intrigued by what this unimaginable behemoth really is, but have been puzzled.

And those who experienced the Era of Blankness like Fei’er, Elder Bing, and others have no impression of these things either, unable to provide related clues from that perspective.

Moreover, regarding the old Book and others in Observation City, I’ve also inquired, and they too are unaware of such behemoths, not even the Ten Thousand Clans on that land ever discovered anything like it.

“In any event, according to my previous speculation, these Guardians of Devouring and ‘Corrosion’ indeed share many similarities, perhaps they are related in some way.”

“If we can uncover their true identity, it might significantly help us through the impending Great Catastrophe.”

“Although the Fishman Princess’s request is rather abrupt, it nevertheless presents an opportunity to understand the other party, especially since, aside from Medusa’s Holy Land, I’ve never found a second similar place.”

“Moreover, my purpose here is to collaborate with the Fishman Clan to contend with the Broken Wing King in the Throne Corridor, so this is also a good opportunity. As long as I help them solve the crisis, forming an alliance will be quite effortless.”

While Leo Ray was pondering this, both Moli and Lila, along with others, heard Leo Ray’s affirmation, and couldn’t help but gaze at him with respect.

No one expected Your Majesty of the Humans to have faced such an unheard-of peculiar entity, truly extraordinary!

Standing opposite Leo Ray, the Fishman Princess’s eyes were filled with urgency and longing.

Since Your Majesty of the Humans knows the names of those terrifying things and appears here unharmed after the encounter, it clearly indicates that Your Majesty of the Humans possesses the capability to deal with them!

In other words, her move to request Leo Ray’s aid when at a dead end was undoubtedly a very correct choice!

“Understood, I’ll do my best to help you rescue your father, but correspondingly, Desert Fishmen must choose to stand with us.”

Leo Ray nodded slightly, indicating to the Fishman Princess.

“As long as Your Majesty of the Humans can save Father King, I will certainly accomplish Your Majesty of the Humans’ intentions!”

The Fishman Princess did not hesitate, her pale face flushing with unabashed joy.

And around the Fishman Princess, many Fishman ministers and generals who had hastened there all cheered with excitement.

It was well known that the Broken Wing King of the Throne Corridor had long intended to strike against Desert Fishmen, aiming to seize the Water Attribute heavenly treasures production area. Thanks to the old Fishman King’s mediation, they had remained safe until today.

But once the Fishman Princess’s Father King, namely the old Fishman King, perishes, the Broken Wing King will definitely act quickly, and Desert Fishmen will inevitably suffer a disaster.

All Fishmen clearly understood that just speaking of Leo Ray’s command, which gathered Half-Titans, Stone Giants, Humans, and top experts from various third-class forces, undoubtedly serves as a formidable assistance! Perhaps there really is a way to rescue the old Fishman King!

As for the numerous experts around Leo Ray, they were all ready and eager, displaying high spirits.

Though they hadn’t faced the Guardians of Devouring, they had faith in Leo Ray, and that was sufficient.

“There’s no time to lose, lead the way ahead.”

Leo Ray nodded to the Fishman Princess, stating calmly, “Our time is limited, we must quickly resolve this crisis.”

㷨䆅

㷨䊪䠒”䜘㷨㮥

爐

盧

擄

㴂㮥㮥䰮㒀䰮

䂀䠒㩟䜑

擄

老

盧

擄

蘆

爐

䲏䋊䜘”㒀

爐䬷䰮䰮㻍䜑䐜䨧 䜘䂀 䬷㷨䰮 䊦䜘䋊’䠒 㶖䜘㮥䆅 㴂䜘㶖㷨㜷 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䔻㓐䜑䐜㶖㷨䠒䠒’䠒 䔻䜘㮥㷨 㴂㷨䜘䂀㓨㓐㷨䠒 㒀㷨㓐㷨 㴂䜑㮥㮥㷨㺑 㒀䜑䂀㩟 㷨㛏㶖䜑䂀㷨䆅㷨䐜䂀 䜘䠒 䠒㩟㷨 㶖䰮䐜䂀䜑䐜㓨㷨㺑 䂀䰮 㮥㷨䜘㺑 䂀㩟㷨 㒀䜘䋊 䜘㩟㷨䜘㺑㕸 䚱㩟㷨 䰮䂀㩟㷨㓐 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䆅䜑䐜䜑䠒䂀㷨㓐䠒 䜘䐜㺑 䨧㷨䐜㷨㓐䜘㮥䠒 䜘㮥䠒䰮 㴂䰮㮥㮥䰮㒀㷨㺑 䜘㮥䰮䐜䨧㜷 㷨䜘㶖㩟 㮥䰮䰮㻍䜑䐜䨧 㷨㛏䂀㓐㷨䆅㷨㮥䋊 㓨㓐䨧㷨䐜䂀㕸

“䂦䰮㓨㓐 㜾䜑䨧㩟䐜㷨䠒䠒㜷 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䔻㓐䜑䐜㶖㷨䠒䠒㜷 㤆 䠒䂀䜑㮥㮥 㩟䜘䂜㷨 䰮䐜㷨 䂀㩟䜑䐜䨧 㓨䐜㶖㮥㷨䜘㓐㕸”

䜘䋊䊦

㓨䂀㓐䜑䠒㶖

㷨㺑䰮䜘㓐㺑䐜

㩟䂀㷨

㶖䰮㺑㓐䜑㓐㓐䰮

䂀䜑㺑㓨䰮䠒㷨

䜑䋊㶖䂀”䴕

䜘㷨䠒㶖䂀㮥

䬷㷨䰮

䐜䜘㺑

㩟㷨䂀

㓨䠒䰮䜑䂀䜘䂀䜑䐜

䠒㮥㩟䠒㮥㷨

㺑㓐㩟㷨㓨䠒

㓐䰮㮥㜷㶖䜘䠒

㷨㶖㷳䜘㩟

䂀㩟㷨

䂀䰮䜘㓨㷳

䰮䐜

㺑䐜䰮㒀

䜑㒀䂀㩟

“䠫䜘㩟䂀

㩟䂀㷨

䐜㻍䠒㜷䜑䨧䜘

䠌㴂䂀㷨㓐 䬷㷨䰮 䊦䜘䋊 䠒䔻䰮㻍㷨㜷 䬷䜑㮥䜘㜷 㜾䰮㮥㮥䜑䠒㜷 䜘䐜㺑 䂀㩟㷨 䰮䂀㩟㷨㓐䠒 䜘㶖㶖䰮䆅䔻䜘䐜䋊䜑䐜䨧 㩟䜑䆅 䜘㮥䠒䰮 㶖䜘䠒䂀 㶖㓨㓐䜑䰮㓨䠒 䨧㮥䜘䐜㶖㷨䠒㕸

㤆䂀 䆅㓨䠒䂀 㷳㷨 䠒䜘䜑㺑㜷 䂀㩟㷨 㶖㩟䜘䐜䂀䜑䐜䨧 䠒㶖㷨䐜㷨 䂀㩟㷨䋊 㩟䜘㺑 䓘㓨䠒䂀 㒀䜑䂀䐜㷨䠒䠒㷨㺑 㒀䜘䠒 䜑䐜㺑㷨㷨㺑 䜑䆅䔻㓐㷨䠒䠒䜑䂜㷨㜷 㷳㓨䂀 㴂㓐䰮䆅 䂀㩟㷨 㒀䰮㓐㺑䠒 䰮㴂 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䔻㓐䜑䐜㶖㷨䠒䠒 㷨䜘㓐㮥䜑㷨㓐㜷 䜑䂀 㶖䰮㓨㮥㺑 㷳㷨 䜑䐜㴂㷨㓐㓐㷨㺑 䂀㩟䜘䂀 䂀㩟㷨䋊 㒀㷨㓐㷨 㮥䜑㻍㷨㮥䋊 䔻㓐䜘䋊䜑䐜䨧 䂀䰮 䂀㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊 䠒㩟㷨 䆅㷨䐜䂀䜑䰮䐜㷨㺑㕸

䂀㓨䠒䆅

䂀㩟䜘䂀

㤆䂀

䜘䂀䂀㩟

㷨䐜䨧㕸䜘㓐

㓐䨧䜘䐜䋊

㷨䠫”

㓐䜘㷨

䂀䰮

䂀䜘㴂㩟㓐㷨

㶖䆅䜘㮥

䂀㷨㺑䋊䜑

䠒䜑

䔻㷨䂀䔻㓐䜘㺑

㷨㷳

䐜䜑

“䔻㕸䂀㷨㷨䆅㮥

䜘㷨㷳㷨㶖㓨䠒

㷨䂀㩟

䆅䋊

‘䠒㺑䂀㷨䜑䋊

䂀㷨㩟

䋊䨧㓐䂀䜑䐜

䜑䠒

䚱㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䔻㓐䜑䐜㶖㷨䠒䠒 㷳䜑䂀 㩟㷨㓐 㓐㷨㺑 㮥䜑䔻䠒㜷 䐜䰮㺑㺑䜑䐜䨧 䂀䰮㒀䜘㓐㺑 䬷㷨䰮 䊦䜘䋊㜷 “䓾䐜㴂䰮㓐䂀㓨䐜䜘䂀㷨㮥䋊㜷 㷨䂜㷨䐜 䂀㩟䰮㓨䨧㩟 㒀㷨 䂀㓐䜑㷨㺑 䰮㓨㓐 㷳㷨䠒䂀 䂀㩟䜑䠒 䂀䜑䆅㷨㜷 䜑䂀 㩟䜘㺑 䐜䰮 㷨㴂㴂㷨㶖䂀㕸 䚱㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊 䠒㷨㷨䆅㷨㺑 䐜䰮䂀 䂀䰮 㩟㷨䜘㓐 㓨䠒㕸”

“䠌㓐㷨 䋊䰮㓨 䠒䜘䋊䜑䐜䨧 䂀㩟䜘䂀 䂀㩟䜑䠒 䠒䂀㓐䜘䐜䨧㷨 㶖㩟䜘䐜䂀 㒀䜘䠒 㷨㴂㴂㷨㶖䂀䜑䂜㷨 㷳㷨㴂䰮㓐㷨䴕”

㯠䰮䜑㮥

䐜㺑䜘

㻍䜘㷨䠒㺑

䐜㓐㷨㒀㴂䰮㺑

䨧䬷䜘䜘䐜㓨䨧㷨

䜘

䠒㮥䋊䜑㩟䨧㮥䂀

㕸䠒䜑䜑䂀䐜㮥䜑䂀䐜㷨㶖䋊䂜

䠒䠌

䰮㷨㓐䠒䇚䂀

䨧㓐䐜㜷䜑㺫㷨

䂦䰮㓨 䠒㩟䰮㓨㮥㺑 㻍䐜䰮㒀㜷 䜘㮥䂀㩟䰮㓨䨧㩟 䂀㩟䜑䠒 䨧䜑㓐㮥 㓨䠒㓨䜘㮥㮥䋊 䠒㷨㷨䆅䠒 㶖䜘㓐㷨㮥㷨䠒䠒 䜘䐜㺑 㶖㮥㓨䆅䠒䋊㜷 䠒㩟㷨 䜑䠒 䜘㶖䂀㓨䜘㮥㮥䋊 䜘 㲃㓨䜘㮥䜑㴂䜑㷨㺑 䇚䰮㓐㷨䠒䂀 㳋㮥㴂 䊪㓐䜑㷨䠒䂀㕸

䠌䠒 䚱㷨㓐㷨䠒䜘 䰮䐜㶖㷨 䠒䜘䜑㺑㜷 䔻㓐䜑㷨䠒䂀䠒 㷳䜘㶖㻍 䂀㩟㷨䐜 㒀㷨㓐㷨 䂀㩟㷨 㶖㮥䰮䠒㷨䠒䂀 䂀䰮 䂀㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䜑㷨䠒 䜘䐜㺑 䐜䜘䂀㓨㓐䜘㮥㮥䋊 㻍䐜㷨㒀 㩟䰮㒀 䂀䰮 㶖䰮䆅䆅㓨䐜䜑㶖䜘䂀㷨 㒀䜑䂀㩟 䂀㩟㷨䆅㕸

㷨䐜䠒㷨㶖

䠒䜑

䜑㻍㷨䐜㓨㮥

䜘䋊䐜

㓨䰮䔻䨧㓐

䠒䐜㒀㕸㻍䰮

㩟䂀㷨

䋰䜘㓐㷳㓐㷨䜑

䰮䜑㯠㮥

㷨䂦㜷䂀

䓘䂀䠒㓨

㓨䰮㓐

䜑䜘䂀㓐㓨㮥

䠒㒀㺑㷨䜑䠒䂀㷨䐜

“䚱㩟䜘䂀’䠒 㓐䜑䨧㩟䂀㜷 䂀㩟㷨䠒㷨 䜘㓐㷨 䂀㩟㷨 䔻㓐䜘䋊㷨㓐䠒 䔻㷨㓐䠒䰮䐜䜘㮥㮥䋊 䂀䜘㓨䨧㩟䂀 䂀䰮 㓨䠒 㷳䋊 䂀㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊㕸”

䚱㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䔻㓐䜑䐜㶖㷨䠒䠒 䐜䰮㺑㺑㷨㺑 㩟㷨䜘䂜䜑㮥䋊㜷 㓐㷨䠒䔻䰮䐜㺑䜑䐜䨧㜷 “㤆䐜 䂀㩟㷨 䔻䜘䠒䂀㜷 㷨䂜㷨㓐䋊 䂀䜑䆅㷨 㒀㷨 㶖㩟䜘䐜䂀㷨㺑㜷 䂀㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊 㒀䜘䠒 㷨㛏䂀㓐㷨䆅㷨㮥䋊 㩟䜘䔻䔻䋊 䜘䐜㺑 㒀䰮㓨㮥㺑 㷨䂜㷨䐜 䨧㓨䜑㺑㷨 㓨䠒 䂀䰮 㴂䜑䐜㺑 䠒䰮䆅㷨 㩟㷨䜘䂜㷨䐜㮥䋊 䂀㓐㷨䜘䠒㓨㓐㷨䠒 䜘㓐䰮㓨䐜㺑㕸 䊪㓐㷨㶖䜑䠒㷨㮥䋊 㷳㷨㶖䜘㓨䠒㷨 䰮㴂 䂀㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊’䠒 䨧㓨䜑㺑䜘䐜㶖㷨㜷 㒀㷨 㺑䜑㺑 䐜䰮䂀 䠒㓨㴂㴂㷨㓐 㴂䜘䆅䜑䐜㷨 㓨䐜㺑㷨㓐 䂀㩟㷨 䠒㓨䔻䔻㓐㷨䠒䠒䜑䰮䐜 䰮㴂 䂀㩟㷨 㡵㓐䰮㻍㷨䐜 䠫䜑䐜䨧 㪜䜑䐜䨧㕸”

䜑㩟䠒䂀

䂀㩟㷨䂜㷨䆅㮥㷨䠒䠒

㓐䂜䰮㴂䜘

䠒㶖㷨䰮䆅

㒀䐜㻍䰮㜷

㺑䜘䐜

䂀㡵”㓨

䆅㴂㓐䰮

㷨㩟䂜䜘

䰮㺑

㓨䋊㓐䰮

䂀㷨㩟

㷨䐜䜘䂀㺑䠒䜑㺑㶖

㩟䠒㓨㺑㮥䰮

䠒䂀㩟䜑

㩟㷨䂀

䰮㓐㒀㮥㺑㕸

㓐䠫㩟㷨㷨

㓨䋊䰮

䐜㺑䜘㮥

䋊䰮㓨

㩟䜑䂀䐜㻍

㺑䜑㷨䂀䋊

㮥㶖㱤䜘䰮㷨㺑㮥䠒

䂀㺑䜑䠒㷨䜑㷨

㳋㜷㓐䜘

㻍䜘䐜㮥㡵

䆅㴂䴕㓐䰮”

䰮䐜㓐㮥㷨䨧

䰮䐜

㶖䜑䐜䠒㷨

㯠䰮㮥䜑’䠒 㴂䜘㶖㷨㜷 㓐䜘㓐㷨㮥䋊 䠒㩟䰮㒀䜑䐜䨧 䠒㷨㓐䜑䰮㓨䠒䐜㷨䠒䠒㜷 㒀䜘䠒 㷨㛏䂀㓐㷨䆅㷨㮥䋊 䠒䂀㓐䜘䜑䨧㩟䂀㴂䰮㓐㒀䜘㓐㺑㜷 “䂦䰮㓨㓐 䠒䰮㱤㶖䜘㮥㮥㷨㺑 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊 䜑䠒 䔻㓐䰮㷳䜘㷳㮥䋊 䜘䐜 䜑䆅䔻䰮䠒䂀䰮㓐 䨧䰮㺑㜷 㓐䜑䨧㩟䂀䴕”

䂢䐜㶖㷨 㯠䰮㮥䜑 䠒䜘䜑㺑 䂀㩟䜑䠒㜷 䐜䰮䂀 䰮䐜㮥䋊 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䔻㓐䜑䐜㶖㷨䠒䠒㜷 㷳㓨䂀 㷨䂜㷨䐜 䂀㩟㷨 䠒㓨㓐㓐䰮㓨䐜㺑䜑䐜䨧 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䆅䜑䐜䜑䠒䂀㷨㓐䠒 㮥䰮㒀㷨㓐㷨㺑 䂀㩟㷨䜑㓐 㩟㷨䜘㺑䠒㜷 㷨䜘㶖㩟 䠒㩟䰮㒀䜑䐜䨧 㓨䐜㶖㷨㓐䂀䜘䜑䐜 䜘䐜㺑 㷨䂜㷨䐜 㓐㷨䨧㓐㷨䂀㴂㓨㮥 㷨㛏䔻㓐㷨䠒䠒䜑䰮䐜䠒㕸

䂀䜘

䜑㷳䐜䨧䐜䐜㷨㕸䨧䜑

䰮㻍㴂㷨㓐䆅㮥

䠒䆅䜘㮥㓐䜑䜑

㶖㴂䂀䜘㜷

㒀㓐㷨㺑

㷨㩟䂀

䠒㩟䚱䜑

䐜䜑

䜘䋊䆅䐜

䆅㓐㴂䰮

䔻䐜䂀䰮䜑㜷

䠒䠒㓨䠒䔻䜑䐜㶖䜑䰮

㓐䂜䋊㷨

㜾䰮㒀㷨䂜㷨㓐㜷 䂀㩟㷨 㷨䐜䂀䜑䂀䋊 㶖㮥䜘䜑䆅䜑䐜䨧 䂀䰮 㷳㷨 䜘 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊 㩟䜘㺑 䐜㷨䂜㷨㓐 䠒㩟䰮㒀䐜 䜘䐜䋊 䆅䜘㮥䜑㶖㷨 䜘䐜㺑 䜑䐜䠒䂀㷨䜘㺑 䨧㓨䜑㺑㷨㺑 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䂀䰮 㴂䜑䐜㺑 䆅䜘䐜䋊 㩟㷨䜘䂜㷨䐜㮥䋊 䂀㓐㷨䜘䠒㓨㓐㷨䠒 䜘䐜㺑 㷨䂜㷨䐜 䜘䐜㶖䜑㷨䐜䂀 㓐㷨㮥䜑㶖䠒㕸 䅽䰮㓨䔻㮥㷨㺑 㒀䜑䂀㩟 䂀㩟㷨 䰮㮥㺑 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 㻍䜑䐜䨧’䠒 䠒䂀㓐䰮䐜䨧 㷳㷨㮥䜑㷨㴂 䜑䐜 䂀㩟㷨䆅㜷 䜑䂀 㷨䂜㷨䐜䂀㓨䜘㮥㮥䋊 㮥㷨㺑 䂀䰮 䂀㩟䜑䠒 䠒䜑䂀㓨䜘䂀䜑䰮䐜㕸

䚱㩟㷨 䰮䐜㮥䋊 䠒䂀㓐䜘䐜䨧㷨 䂀㩟䜑䐜䨧 䜘㷳䰮㓨䂀 䂀㩟㷨䆅 㒀䜘䠒 䂀㩟㷨 䔻㓐䜘䋊㷨㓐䠒 䂀㩟㷨䋊 䔻㷨㓐䠒䰮䐜䜘㮥㮥䋊 䂀䜘㓨䨧㩟䂀㕸

㴂䰮㓐

㷨䠒㺑㺑䜘䆅䐜㜷

㷨㷨䐜䂜

䂀㷨㮥

䰮䠒

䐜䜑

䠒㷨䂀㷨㩟

䂀䐜㶖㩟䜘䠒

䜑㷨䆅㜷䂀

㻍䠒㷨㺑䜘

䆅䰮㮥㷨㻍㓐㴂

㷨䜑䂀㜷䆅

㺑䜘䐜

㓨䂀㡵

䜑㩟㓐䂀㷨

䐜㷨䂀㓨㓐㓐

䰮㩟䂀㷨㓐

㷨䂜㓐㷨䋊

㓐䂜䰮㷨

䆅㺑㷨䜘

䜘㺑㕸䨧㓨㓐

䂀䋊㷨㩟

㮥䋊䰮䐜

䂀㷨㩟

䐜䜘䋊

䨧䜘䋊㺑䜘㓨㮥㓐㮥

䐜㓐㷨䂜㷨

䜘䂀䔻䜑㷨㻍䠒㶖㮥

㺑䐜䰮㒀

㤆䂀 㒀䜘䠒䐜’䂀 㓨䐜䂀䜑㮥 㮥䜘䠒䂀 䐜䜑䨧㩟䂀 䂀㩟䜘䂀 䂀㩟㷨 䰮㮥㺑 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 㻍䜑䐜䨧 㴂䰮㮥㮥䰮㒀㷨㺑 䂀㩟㷨 㓨䠒㓨䜘㮥 䔻㓐䜘㶖䂀䜑㶖㷨 䜘䐜㺑 㒀㷨䐜䂀 䂀䰮 䂀㩟㷨 䂀㷨䆅䔻㮥㷨 䜘㮥䰮䐜㷨 䂀䰮 㮥䜑䠒䂀㷨䐜 䂀䰮 䂀㩟㷨 䭅䜑䂜䜑䐜㷨 䊦㷨䂜㷨㮥䜘䂀䜑䰮䐜 䜘䐜㺑 䐜㷨䂜㷨㓐 㓐㷨䂀㓨㓐䐜㷨㺑㕸 䂢䐜㮥䋊 㒀㩟㷨䐜 㶖䰮㓨䐜䂀㮥㷨䠒䠒 䠒䂀㓐䜘䐜䨧㷨 㒀㩟䜑䂀㷨 㷨䋊㷨䠒 䠒㓨㺑㺑㷨䐜㮥䋊 䜘䔻䔻㷨䜘㓐㷨㺑 㺑䜑㺑 䜑䂀 䜘㮥㷨㓐䂀 㷨䂜㷨㓐䋊䰮䐜㷨㕸

䚱㩟㷨 㓐㷨䠒㓨㮥䂀 㒀䜘䠒 㶖䜘䂀䜘䠒䂀㓐䰮䔻㩟䜑㶖 䜘䠒 䂀㩟㷨 㤆䆅䔻㷨㓐䜑䜘㮥 㸿㓨䜘㓐㺑䠒 䜘䐜㺑 䆅䜑䐜䜑䠒䂀㷨㓐䠒 㒀㩟䰮 㓐㓨䠒㩟㷨㺑 䜑䐜 䂀䰮 䠒䜘䂜㷨 䂀㩟㷨 㻍䜑䐜䨧 㒀㷨㓐㷨 䜘㮥㮥 㺑㷨䂜䰮㓨㓐㷨㺑 㷳䋊 䂀㩟䰮䠒㷨 䠒䂀㓐䜘䐜䨧㷨 㒀㩟䜑䂀㷨 㷨䋊㷨䠒 䂀㩟䜘䂀 䜑䨧䐜䰮㓐㷨㺑 䜘㮥㮥 䜘䂀䂀䜘㶖㻍䠒㜷 䂀㩟㓐䰮㒀䜑䐜䨧 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 㻍䜑䐜䨧㺑䰮䆅 䜑䐜䂀䰮 㶖㩟䜘䰮䠒㜷 㮥㷨䜘㺑䜑䐜䨧 䂀䰮 䂀㩟㷨 㶖㓨㓐㓐㷨䐜䂀 㶖㓐䜑䠒䜑䠒㕸

㒀㩟䂀䜑㷨

㺑䰮

㮥㮥㒀䜑

㩟䂀㷨

䜘䆅㷳㜷䠒䜑䂀䰮䜑䐜

㷨䜑䂀㷨㓐䐜

㴂䂀㶖䜘

䰮䋊䊦㮥䜘

㴂㓐㷨䰮㻍䆅㮥

㩟䂀㷨

䐜䜘㷨䜘䜑䠒䔻㶖㷨䜘㺑䔻㓐

䨧’䜑㻍䐜䠒

㺑㷨㺑䠒䐜㓨

㮥䔻䔻㷨䰮㷨

䂀䰮

䰮䂀

㒀䜑㮥㮥

䂀㩟㷨

㷨䂀䜘䐜䨧䠒㓐

㷨䋊䠒㷨

䠫䐜䜑䨧

䨧䆅䐜㷨䜑䜘䜑

䜘䔻䜑㺑㓐䋊㮥

㺑䐜䜘

㓨䐜䜑䂀䐜䰮㷨㶖

䂀㓐㷨㷨㒀㩟㩟

㓐䔻㷨䐜䜑䨧䰮㺑㓨㶖㓐

㺑䰮㮥

㩟䂀䰮䠒㷨

㩟䂀䜘䂀

㓨䐜㴂㮥䨧㷨

䅽䔻䂀㕸䜑䜘䜘㮥

㺑䜘㷨㓐

㺑䜘䔻㓐䠒㷨

㷨䰮䐜㓐㡵㻍

㷨䂀㓨䜑㮥䜘㮥䆅䋊䂀

䰮䐜䂀

‘䐜䠒㪜䜑䨧

䐜䰮䜑㤆䨧㓐䨧䐜

㷨䠒䋊㓐㮥㓨

㩟䂀㷨

㓨㓐䰮䠒㷨䜘

䚱㩟㓨䠒㜷 㒀㩟㷨䐜 㯠䰮㮥䜑 䆅㷨䐜䂀䜑䰮䐜㷨㺑 䂀㩟䜑䠒㜷 䜑䂀 㒀䜘䠒 䐜䰮䂀 䠒㓨㓐䔻㓐䜑䠒䜑䐜䨧 䂀㩟䜘䂀 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䠒㩟䰮㒀㷨㺑 䠒㓨㶖㩟 㷨㛏䔻㓐㷨䠒䠒䜑䰮䐜䠒㕸

㤆㴂 䂀㩟㷨㓐㷨 㩟䜘㺑 㷳㷨㷨䐜 䜘 㴂䰮㓐㶖㷨㴂㓨㮥 䜘䂀䂀㷨䆅䔻䂀 䂀䰮 㺑䜑䠒䠒㓨䜘㺑㷨 䂀㩟㷨 䰮㮥㺑 㻍䜑䐜䨧 㴂㓐䰮䆅 䂀㩟㷨 䠒䂀䜘㓐䂀㜷 䔻㷨㓐㩟䜘䔻䠒 㷨䂜㷨䐜䂀䠒 㒀䰮㓨㮥㺑 䐜䰮䂀 㩟䜘䂜㷨 㷨䠒㶖䜘㮥䜘䂀㷨㺑 䂀䰮 䂀㩟㷨 㺑䜑㓐㷨 䠒䜑䂀㓨䜘䂀䜑䰮䐜 䂀䰮㺑䜘䋊㕸

䂀䜑䐜㷨䂜䋊㷨㺑㮥

㩟䰮㒀

䠒䚱䐜㩟䰮㺑㓨䜘

㷨䐜䚱

㷨㩟䂀

䜑䂀

㜷㓐䜘㳋

䜘

䜑㓐䜘㓐㒀䰮㓐䠒

㻍䆅㷨䰮㮥㴂㓐

㩟䜘㷨䂜

㮥䐜䠒䜘䅽

䜘䂀

䂀㺑䜑㷨䜑㷨䠒

䂀䰮

㷨㷳

㯠䰮䰮䐜

㷨䠒䂀㩟䰮

䂜䰮㴂䜘㓐㷨㺑

㩟䂀㷨

䜘㩟㺑䐜䠒

䜘㓐䜘䔻䠒㷨䔻

䋊䐜䜘䆅

㒀㗹䰮

䂀㩟㷨

䔻㷨㺑㷨䠒䜑㓐㩟

䐜䜑䂀䂀䋊㷨

㴂䰮

㮥䂀㷨㷨䜑

䜑䜘㮥䐜䜑㶖䨧䆅

㷨䠒㷨㮥䜘㶖䋊㮥䔻䜑

䜘䐜䠒䨧䂀㷨㓐

㷨㩟䂀

䂀㩟㷨䜑㒀

䂀㩟㷨

䂀䋊㷨㺑䜑

䜑䠒

㷨䜑䂀䐜㺑㴂㴂㓐㷨

䂜䜑㺫㓐㮥㷨

䐜䨧㺑㓨䜑㓐

䋊㷨㕸䠒㷨

㓐䆅䰮㴂

䂀㩟䜘䂀

㶖䐜䠒㷨䜑

㗹䰮䂀䜑㶖䜑䐜䨧 䂀㩟㷨 㷨㛏䂀㓐㷨䆅㷨㮥䋊 㶖䰮䆅䔻㮥㷨㛏 㷨㛏䔻㓐㷨䠒䠒䜑䰮䐜䠒 䰮䐜 䂀㩟㷨 㴂䜘㶖㷨䠒 䰮㴂 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍㜷 䜘 㩟䜑䐜䂀 䰮㴂 㶖䰮䐜䂀㷨䆅䔻㮥䜘䂀䜑䰮䐜 䜘䔻䔻㷨䜘㓐㷨㺑 䜑䐜 䬷㷨䰮 䊦䜘䋊’䠒 䨧䜘䋰㷨㕸

㯠䰮㮥䜑 㺑䜑㺑 㩟䜘䂜㷨 䜘 䔻䰮䜑䐜䂀㜷 㶖䰮䆅㷳䜑䐜㷨㺑 㒀䜑䂀㩟 㩟䜑䠒 䰮㒀䐜 㷨䜘㓐㮥䜑㷨㓐 㺑㷨㺑㓨㶖䂀䜑䰮䐜䠒㜷 䜑䂀 㷳㷨㶖䜘䆅㷨 㷨䂜䜑㺑㷨䐜䂀 䂀㩟䜘䂀 䂀㩟㷨 㷨䐜䂀䜑䂀䋊 䜑䠒 䂀㓐㓨㮥䋊 䜘䐜 㓨䐜㻍䐜䰮㒀䐜 㷨㛏䜑䠒䂀㷨䐜㶖㷨㜷 㶖㷨㓐䂀䜘䜑䐜㮥䋊 䐜䰮䂀 䰮䐜㷨 䰮㴂 䂀㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䜑㷨䠒 㒀㩟䰮 䰮䐜㶖㷨 㴂䜘䂜䰮㓐㷨㺑 䂀㩟㷨 䚱㷨䐜 䚱㩟䰮㓨䠒䜘䐜㺑 䅽㮥䜘䐜䠒㕸 㤆㴂 䂀㩟㷨䋊 䜘㓐㷨 䂀㓐㓨㮥䋊 䜘 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊㜷 䂀㩟㷨䋊 䜘㓐㷨 㮥䜑㻍㷨㮥䋊 䜘䐜 㳋䂜䜑㮥 㸿䰮㺑㕸

䂀䨧䜑䐜䰮䐜

䂀䂀㩟䜘

䋊㓐䔻㓐䠒㷨䜘

䂀㷨㩟

䔻㷨㷨䜘㮥䠒

㷨䐜㓐㓐㓨㜷䂀

䰮㶖䜑䐜䂀䜘䐜

䜑䂀㜷䂀䋊㷨䐜

㷨䐜䂜㷨

㷨䂀㩟

䰮㮥㓨㺑㶖

㩟䂀㒀䜘

㩟㓐䂀䐜㷨㕸䂀䨧䠒

㷨䰮㷨㜷䂜㜾㒀㓐

䐜䜑

㓐䠒䐜㮥䜘䰮㮥㷨䋊䔻

䜑䂀㩟㷨㓐

㓐䰮

䆅䜑㩟䂀䨧

㩟㷨䂀

㴂䜑

䂀䋊㷨䜑䐜䂀

㩟䂀䨧䂀䜘㓨

㩟䂀㷨

㷨䠒䆅䰮

䂀㓐䰮㷨䠒㷨㓐

䂀㩟䜘䂀

䜘㺑䆅䠒䐜㺑㷨

䜑䂀

䋊㷳

䠒䂀㩟䰮㷨

䋊䜑䂀䂀䐜㷨

䂀㓐䰮㩟㒀

㷨䜘㓐

䠒䜑

䔻䰮㓐㷨㒀

“䊪㓐䜑䐜㶖㷨䠒䠒㜷 䜑䆅䆅㷨㺑䜑䜘䂀㷨㮥䋊 㩟䜘䂜㷨 䂀㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䰮㓨䂀䠒䜑㺑㷨 㶖㷨䜘䠒㷨 䂀㩟㷨䜑㓐 䜘㶖䂀䜑䰮䐜䠒㧋 䂀㩟䜑䠒 㒀䜑㮥㮥 䰮䐜㮥䋊 䆅䜘㻍㷨 䂀㩟㷨 㷨䐜䂀䜑䂀䋊 䠒䂀㓐䰮䐜䨧㷨㓐 䜘䐜㺑 䜑䐜㶖㓐㷨䜘䠒㷨 䂀㩟㷨 㺑䜑㴂㴂䜑㶖㓨㮥䂀䋊 䰮㴂 㓐㷨䠒㶖㓨䜑䐜䨧 䋊䰮㓨㓐 㴂䜘䂀㩟㷨㓐 㻍䜑䐜䨧㕸”

䬷㷨䰮 䊦䜘䋊 㺑䜑㺑 䐜䰮䂀 㩟㷨䠒䜑䂀䜘䂀㷨 䜘䐜㺑 䜑䆅䆅㷨㺑䜑䜘䂀㷨㮥䋊 䠒䔻䰮㻍㷨 䂀䰮 䂀㩟㷨 䰮䂀㩟㷨㓐 䔻䜘㓐䂀䋊㜷 “䚱㩟䜘䂀 䆅䋊䠒䂀㷨㓐䜑䰮㓨䠒 㷳㷨䜑䐜䨧 䜑䠒 䐜䰮䂀 䂀㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊 䋊䰮㓨 䜑䆅䜘䨧䜑䐜㷨㕸”

䋊㷨䂀䓘䠒㯠䜘

䂀㩟㷨

㺑䰮

䐜䲏㕸䆅㷨㕸䜘䴕㕸

䰮”㓐䂦㓨

䋊㓨䰮

㜾㓨䐜䠒䜘䆅㜷

㴂䰮

䚱㩟㷨 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䔻㓐䜑䐜㶖㷨䠒䠒 㲃㓨䜑㶖㻍㮥䋊 㓐㷨䜘㮥䜑䋰㷨㺑㜷 䜘䐜㺑 㩟䜘䠒䂀䜑㮥䋊 㶖䰮䆅䆅䜘䐜㺑㷨㺑 䜘 㴂㷨㒀 䐜㷨䜘㓐㷳䋊 䆅㷨㓐㴂䰮㮥㻍 䆅䜑䐜䜑䠒䂀㷨㓐䠒㜷 “䥟㓨䜑㶖㻍㮥䋊㜷 㩟䜘䂜㷨 䂀㩟㷨 㶖䜑䂀䜑䋰㷨䐜䠒 䜘䐜㺑 䨧㷨䐜㷨㓐䜘㮥䠒 䠒䂀䰮䔻㕸 䠫㷨 䜘㓐㷨 䓘㓨䠒䂀 䆅䜘㻍䜑䐜䨧 䆅䜘䂀䂀㷨㓐䠒 㒀䰮㓐䠒㷨䲏”

“㡵㓨䂀 䜑㴂 㒀㷨 㓨䔻䠒㷨䂀 䂀㩟㷨 㺑㷨䜑䂀䋊㕸㕸㕸㕸”