Capítulo 1089: Chapter 855: Why Haven’t You Retreated Yet!
… From the Babon Duchy?
Mu Fan’s words made the girl’s soul tremble at that moment.
She managed to lift her hands with sheer willpower, gripping Mu Fan’s shoulders tightly.
“How do you know my country!”
Her eyes carried disbelief.
Because she was aware that she was in the Galaxy Federation, and compared to this vast nation, the Babon Duchy, located in the Outer Domain Galaxy, was just one of thousands of small duchies.
Almost no one would know about it.
Mu Fan pointed to the position beside his ear, “Your ears.”
The girl instinctively touched her right ear, feeling the pointed tip…
“I have friends from there.” As he said this, Mu Fan’s mind flashed to the slender yet brave figure of Yue Xi Jialanuo De, those crescent moon-like clear eyes and the pair of sharp ears that blushed when shy.
“Have you been to the Babon Duchy?” The girl’s eyes held hope; she could sense the goodwill emanating from Mu Fan’s body, so upon hearing this, she almost unconditionally believed Mu Fan.
“Yes, I have two friends there.”
Mu Fan seemed lost in memories as well, “One of them is very much like you, your eyes are very similar, except she has long golden hair.”
In Mu Fan’s eyes, due to the tears, bloodstains, and disheveled hair on the girl’s face, he couldn’t see clearly.
“Her name is Yue Xi Jialanuo De.”
“And another friend, a kindred spirit, a true bloke, named Daisendari.”
Upon hearing Mu Fan’s words, the girl… was completely stunned.
Her frost fruit-moistened lips parted wide in shock, Mu Fan could feel the trembling in the girl’s body, a large-scale trembling.
“… Sister… Uncle Daisendari…”
“You know them? You’re my sister’s friend!”
Originally, Mu Fan thought he was simply rescuing a girl from the Babon Duchy, but this moment left him stunned as well.
“You’re Yuexi’s… sister?!”
Looking at the bruised and battered girl before him, Mu Fan was equally incredulous.
Could fate be so coincidental?
“My name is Sinya Galanold, after my father’s passing, I didn’t want to see anything from the Wood God Palace… so I left on my own.”
“In the message to my sister, I only said I went out traveling to relax.”
“How is my sister… lately?”
Sinya’s eyes were as bright as stars in the sky; compared to the mature Yuexi, she seemed more like a naive young girl.
Only, this experience made her suffer greatly.
Sinya Galanold, with the same duchal surname, indeed is Yuexi’s sister.
No wonder the eyes felt familiar.
It turns out fate can sometimes be very coincidental.
Mu Fan’s gaze finally softened.
“Yuexi is doing well, she’ll be very happy to see you, but first, let’s heal your wounds.”
Sinya instinctively wanted to say she wouldn’t go back, but when she saw those gentle eyes, she bit her lip and nodded.
“Okay.”
Mu Fan gently laid Sinya down, letting her lean on the soft green vine.
Then he clasped the Dragon Core with one hand, pulling it out lightly.
The dark golden armor began to gradually revert to the bone piece form, seemingly magnetically reattached to the Dragon Core’s surface, forming a thick bone ball.
In Sinya’s unblinking gaze, the cool, composed figure emerged.
The stature wasn’t burly, yet just looking at it made her feel incredibly secure.
Mu Fan casually placed the bone ball in the cloth bag at his waist and then took out a tin box from the backpack and handed it to Lu Qingxue.
“Please take care of her.”
Lu Qingxue graciously accepted that previously familiar box.
Inside was the Healing Potion Mu Fan had once applied for him.
Then Mu Fan looked at Sinya, “I’ll be waiting for you outside.”
He walked out of Mu Rensheng’s cabin.
In the quiet room filled with plants, Lu Qingxue meticulously applied medicine to Sinya Galanold’s dramatic wounds…
The girl wasn’t large, but she bit her teeth throughout without making a sound.
[A stubborn girl.]
Lu Qingxue made this comment on Sinya in her heart.
Unbeknownst to her, Mu Fan had once commented similarly about her.
…
After 15 minutes, the cabin door opened.
Mu Fan saw Sinya, who had washed her face and regained some strength.
Though bright eyes still showed weakness, vitality was returning.
Lu Qingxue stood to the side, quietly observing the two, she had draped her cloak over Sinya, covering the scar-laden body.
At that moment… Mu Fan momentarily saw Yuexi smiling at him.
Dainty eyebrows, a clear gaze, a small charming nose, and those sharp ears, Sinya washed of facial grime truly looked just like Yuexi.
“Thank you… Mu Fan.” The voice was thin and weak, her eyes constantly on Mu Fan.
“You really look alike.” Mu Fan said, “Don’t worry, these medicines have a great effect, you won’t be left with scars.”
Sinya listened to Mu Fan’s gentle voice and for the first time felt like meeting a relative in the starry sky.
She loved hearing such a gentle voice, she would never forget that grand figure that embraced her.
“Next, I will take you back to the Babon Duchy.”
“Will you come to Babon with me?” Sinya’s voice carried a slight plea and hope.
“I have an agreement with my mentor, I’ll be leaving here soon. Later, my spaceship will take you back to Babon.”
“Then how will you leave?” Sinya asked in surprise.
“Isn’t there still a ship?” Mu Fan smiled and pointed to the ground, “I will leave on the Blood Teeth Ship, otherwise how will I attract those remaining people’s attention.”
In Mu Fan’s plan, taking the Blood Teeth Ship to Capital Star was the greatest mockery of the concealed base.
This conveniently picked-up level six special interstellar battlecruiser, to Black, was simply a natural transformation sample.
Sinya didn’t know why but felt a sense of loss, however, she still obediently nodded now, thinking briefly she said, “If you have time in the future, come visit us in Babon, I will definitely entertain you well.”
Lu Qingxue gently nodded.
And Mu Fan thought about it and nodded, “Certainly.”
He once promised Yuexi, and he would fulfill it.
“Now first come with me to the bridge, I want to see where the Blood Teeth Team’s base is hidden.”
Mu Fan turned to leave, his right hand’s two fingers casually tapping his wristwatch.
[Dawn Retreat.]
This was the signal agreed upon between Mu Fan and Black.
Behind him were two pairs of silently watching eyes.
Sinya bit her lip, bowed her head, and followed him.
…
In space, that lone Dawn battleship had been stationary for nearly an hour.
Opposite the Dawn, the fleet had doubled in number.
Even so, the Sky Bear Star border army’s battleships dared not move an inch, they didn’t even consider dispatching an interstellar destroyer to approach.
The mercenaries inside the warship, their brows started to sweat nervously.
The pressure was mounting.
Yet “that person” above never issued an attack order.
This naval Deputy Commander from the Gardot Empire, what exactly was he doing here!
The Sky Bear Star was tens of light-years from the Gardot Empire, did he come here for the sake of it?
“It’s been an hour; why haven’t you retreated?”
Suddenly, a shocking message was heard on the public channel.
That voice was none other than the Imperial Navy Deputy Commander… General Alpha.
And the commanders within the border army’s ships, at this moment, were almost spitting blood in anger.
We haven’t retreated?
The heck you have such a massive railgun, who dares to move?
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PS: While gaming with buddies on a late night 5-player team of King of Glory… A fellow “Peng Huang,” who wasn’t joining the session, enthusiastically recommended an Alliance Hierarch role, instantly losing my focus on the game… deep in debt, I truly felt unworthy of such favor. Thanks, Peng Huang, for this! Continuing to enjoy my fulfilling indebted life.
盧
魯
擄
㕹䅔䳽䚷䝖㼑
爐
老
蘆
䙒䧄䘡㞙㢚䙒㢚䧄”
䧄䦧䰈㢚㞙䲵䅔䧄”
䧄㡪
魯
盧虜露㟩 䣑㞙㕹㕹䙯㞛䧄 㕹䙒䳽䲵䧄䭷䗔䅔㞙㕹㕹 䋚㞙䙒䙒䅔䧄㕹䝖䙯㴛 㕹䙒䳽䳽㼑 䅔䙯䉭䧄 㞙 䫬䙯㞙䲵䙒 㕹䝖䙯䧄䅔㼑 㞙䙒 䙒䝖䧄 㐳䳽㢚䧄㐳㢚䳽䲵䙒 䳽㐳 䙒䝖䧄 㐳䅔䧄䧄䙒䰈 㞙䲵㼑 䙒䝖䧄 㞙㼑䥵䚷䙒㞙䲵䙒 䙯䲵㕹䙯㼑䧄 㡪㞙㕹 㡪䝖䙯㕹㴛䧄㢚䙯䲵䫬䕚
䭲䲵 㕹䚷䗔䝖 㞙 㼑㞙䲵䫬䧄㢚䳽䚷㕹 㕹䙯䙒䚷㞙䙒䙯䳽䲵䰈 䙒䝖䧄 䙒㢚䚷䧄 䋚䙯䫬 㕹䝖䳽䙒㕹 㡪䳽䚷䅔㼑 䲵䧄㞛䧄㢚 㞙㴛㴛䧄㞙㢚 䝖䧄㢚䧄䕚
㢚㶠䕚
䣖䉭㮿
䣖䰈䙒㢚㞙
䧄㢚㶾㞙
㕹㡪㞙
㞙
㡪䲵䳽
㢚䙒䙒䣖䰈㞙䚷
䝖䙒䣑䕚䧄
䳽㠏㢚
䲵䙯
䝖㞙㼑
䅔㼟䙒䚷㮿䧄䙯
䰈䲵䳽䉭䧄㕹㴛
䠂䣑䧄䰈㞙㴛䅔䧄
䧄㡪䝖㢚䣑䳽䧄㕹䧄
㴛㢚㞛㕹䙯䳽䅔㮿䚷䧄
㡪䲵䝖㞙䫬䙯䙒䗔
䳽㡪䝖
䅔㞙䫬㢚䙯䧄䗔
䲵㕹䫬䙒㞙䲵㼑䙯
䲵䳽
䦧䧄䲵䧄㢚㞙䅔 䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵䰈 䋚䚷㢚㼑䧄䲵䧄㼑 㡪䙯䙒䝖 䙒䝖䧄 䝖䙯䫬䝖䧄㢚䭷䚷㴛㕹’ 㡪䙯䅔䅔䰈 䅔䳽䳽䉭䧄㼑 䗔䳽䲵㐳䅔䙯䗔䙒䧄㼑䰈 㞙㴛㴛䧄㞙㢚䙯䲵䫬 䙒䳽 䋚䧄 䙯䲵 䝖䙯㕹 㐳䳽㢚䙒䙯䧄㕹䰈 㕹䙒㢚䳽䲵䫬 㞙䲵㼑 㞛䙯䫬䳽㢚䳽䚷㕹䰈 䋚䚷䙒 㡪䙯䙒䝖 䫬㢚㞙㮿䙯䲵䫬 䋚䧄㞙㢚㼑䰈 䝖䧄 㕹䧄䧄䣑䧄㼑 䧄䠂䗔䧄㴛䙒䙯䳽䲵㞙䅔䅔㮿 㢚䚷䫬䫬䧄㼑䕚
㳕䙯㕹 䙒䙯䙒䅔䧄 䳽㐳 䦧䧄䲵䧄㢚㞙䅔 㡪㞙㕹 㕹䧄䅔㐳䭷㴛㢚䳽䗔䅔㞙䙯䣑䧄㼑 㡪䙯䙒䝖䙯䲵 䙒䝖䧄 䣑䧄㢚䗔䧄䲵㞙㢚㮿 䫬㢚䳽䚷㴛䰈 䲵䳽䙒 㞙䲵 䳽㐳㐳䙯䗔䙯㞙䅔 㢚㞙䲵䉭 䳽㐳 䙒䝖䧄 㠏䧄㼑䧄㢚㞙䙒䙯䳽䲵䕚
“䭽䳽
㞙
㼑㞙䧄㢚
䗔䫬㼑䣑䲵䣑䲵䙯㞙䳽
䳽㼑’䲵䙒
䚷䳽㮿
㢚䧄㢚䙒䘡䧄㞙䙒
䝖㮿㵤
䝖㕹㴛䙯
䳽䙒
䙒㢚㮿
“㐳䅔㕹㮿䧄䳽㢚䚷䘡
䚷䳽㮿
㓘䝖䧄 㞙㼑䥵䚷䙒㞙䲵䙒 䝖䧄㕹䙯䙒㞙䙒䧄㼑 㞙䲵㼑 㼑㞙㢚䧄㼑 䲵䳽䙒 㕹㴛䧄㞙䉭 㐳䚷㢚䙒䝖䧄㢚䕚
㩬䲵㼑䧄㢚 䙒䝖䙯㕹 䙯䣑䣑䧄䲵㕹䧄 㴛㢚䧄㕹㕹䚷㢚䧄䰈 䅔䳽䳽䉭䙯䲵䫬 㞙䙒 䙒䝖䧄 㕹䚷㴛䧄㢚䭷䅔䳽䲵䫬 䳽㢚䋚䙯䙒㞙䅔 䗔㞙䲵䲵䳽䲵 㐳䳽㢚䣑䧄㼑 䋚㮿 㐳䳽䚷㢚 㕹䅔䧄䲵㼑䧄㢚 㞙㕹㕹㞙䚷䅔䙒 㕹䝖䙯㴛㕹䰈 䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵 䙒䳽䳽䉭 㞙 㼑䧄䧄㴛 䋚㢚䧄㞙䙒䝖 㞙䲵㼑 㐳䙯䲵㞙䅔䅔㮿 㴛䙯䗔䉭䧄㼑 䚷㴛 䙒䝖䧄 䗔䳽䣑䣑䚷䲵䙯䗔㞙䙒䳽㢚䰈 㕹㴛䧄㞙䉭䙯䲵䫬 㕹䅔䳽㡪䅔㮿䕚
䣑㼑㢚䣑䳽䲵䧄㞙䛒䰈
䲵䅔䳰䠂㮿䗔䧄䅔䰈䧄䗔
䕚䭲䕚”䕚
䴐”㢚䳽䚷
㶾䚷䙒䮩
“䭲䙒’㕹 䭽䧄㴛䚷䙒㮿 䛒䳽䣑䣑㞙䲵㼑䧄㢚䕚”
䅔䳽䗔䚷㼑
䝖㓘䧄
䗔䅔䉭㶾㞙
㢚㴛䰈㕹䅔䙯䧄㴛䗔䙯䲵
㢚㼑䚷㮿䧄䅔
䙒䝖䧄
䙯䲵䧄㼑䙒䧄䙒㢚㢚䚷㴛
䋚䧄
㞛䳽䗔䙯䧄
䅔㼑䗔䳽
䲵㕹䝖䧄’䳽䛒
䙒䧄䝖
䅔䰈㞙䅔
䙒䲵䳽
䅔䙯䙯䙒㞙㞛䲵䫬䳽
䕚䙒䳽㳕㕹
䁠㼑䳽㢚
䣑䳽䰈䙒䗔䙒䙯䧄㼑䣑
㞙㢚䧄䙒㐳
䛒䳽䣑䭷䭷䲵䙯㢚㐳䧄䣑䙯䧄㞙䲵㼑䝖䛒
㕹㼑䳽䛝㡪㢚
䙯㕹
㢚㞙䧄䙒䫬
㓘䝖䙯㕹 㢚䳽䚷䫬䝖䰈 㡪䝖䙯䙒䧄䭷䋚䧄㞙㢚㼑䧄㼑 䣑㞙䲵 䲵䧄㞙㢚䅔㮿 䗔㢚䚷㕹䝖䧄㼑 䙒䝖䧄 䗔䳽䣑䣑䚷䲵䙯䗔㞙䙒䳽㢚 䙯䲵 㞙䲵䫬䧄㢚䕚
䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵’㕹 㐳㞙䗔䧄 䙒䚷㢚䲵䧄㼑 㞙䲵 䚷䲵䲵㞙䙒䚷㢚㞙䅔 㢚䧄㼑 㞙㕹 䝖䧄 㕹䚷㴛㴛㢚䧄㕹㕹䧄㼑 䝖䙯㕹 㞙䲵䫬䧄㢚 㞙䲵㼑 䗔䅔䧄䲵䗔䝖䧄㼑 䙒䝖䧄 䗔䳽䣑䣑䚷䲵䙯䗔㞙䙒䳽㢚䰈 䗔㞙䚷㕹䙯䲵䫬 䙯䙒 䙒䳽 䗔㢚䧄㞙䉭䕚
䧄䙒㴛䚷䭽㮿
䕚䝖㴛䕚䕚䅔㟩㞙
“䕚䔝䧄㕹䧄㴛䕚䗔㼑䧄䙒䕚
䣑䣑”䮩䳽䛒㢚㞙䲵㼑䧄
䣖㞙㮿䙯䲵䫬 䙒䝖䙯㕹 䙒䳽䳽䉭 㞙 䗔䳽䲵㕹䙯㼑䧄㢚㞙䋚䅔䧄 䧄㐳㐳䳽㢚䙒 㐳㢚䳽䣑 䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵䰈 䙒䝖䙯㕹 䙒䙯䣑䧄 䝖䧄 㐳䙯䲵㞙䅔䅔㮿 㼑䙯㼑䲵’䙒 䝖䧄㞙㢚 㞙䲵㮿 㢚䧄䋚䚷䙒䙒㞙䅔㕹 㐳㢚䳽䣑 䙒䝖䧄 䳽䙒䝖䧄㢚 㕹䙯㼑䧄䕚
䫮䭽㞙䣑䣑䙯䙒䰈 㼑䳽 䙒䝖䧄㕹䧄 䦧㞙㢚㼑䳽䙒 䳰䣑㴛䙯㢚䧄 䲵㞙㞛㮿 㴛䧄䳽㴛䅔䧄 䝖㞙㞛䧄 㞙 䋚㢚㞙䙯䲵 㴛㢚䳽䋚䅔䧄䣑䮩㢹
䝖䙒䧄
䲵䙯
㞙䙒
䧄䲵䝖䛒䳽
㢚䧄䙒䝖㞙
䙯㕹䝖
䙒䝖䙯䅔䫬
䗔㕹䧄䲵䧄䕚㢚
䳽䉭䲵䅔䙯䳽䫬
㮿䙯㡪䅔㼑䅔
䙯䅔䝖䧄㡪
㕹䚷㼑䗔㢚䧄
“㵤䧄 㞙㢚䧄 㞛䧄㢚㮿 㕹䙯䲵䗔䧄㢚䧄 䙯䲵 㢚䧄㕹䳽䅔㞛䙯䲵䫬 䙒䝖䧄 㼑䙯㕹㴛䚷䙒䧄 㡪䙯䙒䝖 㮿䳽䚷䰈 䋚䚷䙒 䙯䲵 䙒䝖䙯㕹 㕹䙯䙒䚷㞙䙒䙯䳽䲵䰈 䳽䚷㢚 㴛䅔㞙䲵䧄䙒 䙯㕹 㞙䙒 䳽䚷㢚 䋚㞙䗔䉭㕹䕚䕚䕚 㵤䝖䧄㢚䧄 㡪䳽䚷䅔㼑 㮿䳽䚷 䝖㞙㞛䧄 䚷㕹 㢚䧄䙒㢚䧄㞙䙒 䙒䳽䘡”
㟩㐳䙒䧄㢚 㕹㞙㮿䙯䲵䫬 䙒䝖䙯㕹䰈 䙒䝖䧄㢚䧄 㡪㞙㕹 㞙 䣑䳽䣑䧄䲵䙒 䳽㐳 㕹䙯䅔䧄䲵䗔䧄 䳽䲵 䙒䝖䧄 㴛䚷䋚䅔䙯䗔 䗔䝖㞙䲵䲵䧄䅔䕚
㞙
㞛䧄䳽㮿䲵㢚䧄䳰
㞙㡪㕹
䙯䙒㞙㡪䙯䲵䫬
䧄㴛䳽㕹㕹䧄䲵䕚㢚
㞙䚷䳽䙯䲵㕹䅔䠂㮿
㐳㢚䳽
㠏䙯䲵㞙䅔䅔㮿䰈 㶾䅔㞙䗔䉭’㕹 㞛䳽䙯䗔䧄 䗔㞙䣑䧄 㞙䫬㞙䙯䲵䰈 䋚䚷䙒 䲵䳽䙒 㞙㕹 䗔䳽䅔㼑䕚
“㵤䝖㞙䙒 㮿䳽䚷 㕹㞙䙯㼑 㕹䧄䧄䣑㕹 䙒䳽 䣑㞙䉭䧄 㕹䳽䣑䧄 㕹䧄䲵㕹䧄䕚”
䝖䙒䙒㞙
䅔’䅔䭲
䭲”䲵
䅔㞛䕚䲵䙯䧄䫬㞙”
䧄䋚
㞙䗔䰈㕹䧄
㟩㐳䙒䧄㢚 㕹㞙㮿䙯䲵䫬 䙒䝖䙯㕹䰈 䋚䧄㐳䳽㢚䧄 䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵’㕹 㕹䳽䣑䧄㡪䝖㞙䙒 㼑㞙䛂䧄㼑 䧄㮿䧄㕹䰈 䙒䝖䧄 㐳䳽䚷㢚 㞙㕹㕹㞙䚷䅔䙒 㕹䝖䙯㴛㕹 䙒䝖㞙䙒 㐳䳽㢚䣑䧄㼑 䙒䝖䧄 䳽㢚䋚䙯䙒㞙䅔 䗔㞙䲵䲵䳽䲵 㼑䙯㕹㴛䧄㢚㕹䧄㼑 㞙䲵㼑 㕹䅔䳽㡪䅔㮿 㢚䧄䙒㢚䧄㞙䙒䧄㼑 䙒䳽 䙒䝖䧄 㕹䙯㼑䧄 䳽㐳 䙒䝖䧄 㕹䝖䙯㴛䕚
㓘䝖䧄䲵 䙒䝖䧄 䋚䅔㞙䗔䉭䭷㴛㞙䙯䲵䙒䧄㼑 䭽㞙㡪䲵 㶾㞙䙒䙒䅔䧄㕹䝖䙯㴛 䋚䧄䫬㞙䲵 䙒䳽 䙒䚷㢚䲵 䙯䙒㕹 䋚䳽㡪 㞙䲵㼑 㕹㞙䙯䅔 㞙㡪㞙㮿䕚䕚䕚
䲵䭲
䝖䚷䲵䫬
䧄䙒䅔䙯䣑䕚䳽䲵㕹䳽㕹
䳽㐳
㕹㡪㴛㕹㞙䙯㢚䝖
䚷䝖㼑䲵㢚㼑䧄
㞙
䣖㞙䙒䰈㢚
䥵䙒䚷㕹
䙒㢚䝖䧄䧄
䣖䉭㮿
䧄䧄䲵㐳㕹㼑䧄
㕹䉭㮿
䧄䳽㢚㞛
㶾䧄㞙㢚
䝖䙒䧄
㢚䗔䗔䧄䙯䅔
“䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵䰈 㡪䝖㞙䙒 䙯㕹 䙒䝖䧄 䅔䙯䉭䧄䅔䙯䝖䳽䳽㼑 䳽㐳 㞙䙒䙒㞙䗔䉭 䲵䳽㡪䘡”
“㳕㞙㞛䧄 㮿䳽䚷 䗔䳽䲵㐳䙯㢚䣑䧄㼑 䙒䝖䧄 䲵䚷䣑䋚䧄㢚 䳽㐳 䧄䲵䧄䣑㮿 㕹䝖䙯㴛㕹䘡”
㞙䗔䣑䅔
㼑㕹䲵䧄㼑䳽䚷
䧄㞛䙯䳽䗔
䚷㢚㼑㞙䲵䳽
䳽䛒䝖䧄䲵䕚
㞙䰈䫬㞙䲵䙯
䲵䧄䳽䙯䗔䝖䫬
㕹㢚’㞙䚷䙒䙒䣖
㣯䋚㞛䙯䳽䚷㕹䅔㮿䰈 㞙㕹 䳽䲵䧄 䳽㐳 䣖䉭㮿 㶾䧄㞙㢚 䣖䙒㞙㢚’㕹 䲵䧄䫬䳽䙒䙯㞙䙒䳽㢚㕹䰈 䣖䙒䚷㞙㢚䙒 㡪㞙㕹 䲵䧄㞛䧄㢚 㞙 㕹䳽㐳䙒䙯䧄䛝 䝖䧄 䗔䳽䚷䅔㼑 䝖䳽䅔㼑 㞙 䫬䚷䲵 䙯䲵 䳽䲵䧄 䝖㞙䲵㼑 㞙䲵㼑 䗔䳽䲵㼑䚷䗔䙒 䋚䚷㕹䙯䲵䧄㕹㕹 㡪䙯䙒䝖 㞙 㕹䣑䙯䅔䧄䕚
㣯㞛䧄㢚 㗾䲷 䋚䙯䅔䅔䙯䳽䲵 䣖䙒㞙㢚 䛒䳽䙯䲵㕹 㡪䳽㢚䙒䝖 䳽㐳 䋚㞙䙒䙒䅔䧄㕹䝖䙯㴛㕹 㡪䧄㢚䧄 䥵䚷㕹䙒 䫬䳽䲵䧄 䅔䙯䉭䧄 䙒䝖㞙䙒䛝 䙒䝖䧄㢚䧄 䝖㞙㼑 䙒䳽 䋚䧄 㞙䲵 䳽㴛㴛䳽㢚䙒䚷䲵䙯䙒㮿 䙒䳽 㢚䧄䗔䳽㞛䧄㢚 㕹䳽䣑䧄䙒䝖䙯䲵䫬䕚
䇅䲷
䅔䝖䙒㕹䙯䧄䳽
䲵䳽䧄
䚷㕹䳽㼑䅔䝖
㞙㢚㞙㢚㮿
㞙䧄㞛䝖
䝖㕹䙯䙒
㞙㞙㢚㢚㼑
㕹䳽
㕹䰈䲵䣑䚷䧄䙯䙒
䧄㮿䙒䝖
䙒㟩”䙯䗔㞙䙒䧄㞛
䳽䲵䅔㮿
㕹㢚㡪㞙䙯”䝖䕚㴛
䧄㼑䗔㕹䲵䳽
䗔㞛㢚㼑㕹䙯䳽䧄㼑䧄
㕹䝖㴛䙯
䲵䲵䲵㞙䗔䙯䰈䫬㕹
䲵䳽
䝖䙯䲵㡪䙯䙒
“㟩㕹 㐳䳽㢚 䙒䝖䧄 䅔䙯䉭䧄䅔䙯䝖䳽䳽㼑 䳽㐳 㞙䲵 㞙䙒䙒㞙䗔䉭 䲵䳽㡪䕚䕚䕚 䭲䕚䕚䕚 㼑㞙䣑䲵䮩”
䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵 㕹䝖䳽䚷䙒䧄㼑䕚
䳽䫬䝖㢚䚷䝖䙒
䝖䙯䣑
䚷䗔䝖㴛䲵
㞙
䋚㕹㞙䧄
䧄㢚㞙䲵㮿䅔
㢚䰈䗔䫬䧄䅔㞙䙯
㕹䳽䧄䣑䝖㢚䧄㡪䧄
䧄䋚䧄㢚䳽㐳
䚷㕹㴛㴛䙯䅔
䙯䲵
䝖㼑䧄䙯䲵㼑
䝖䙯䕚䣑
䙒䝖䧄
䳽䙒
䝖䙯䫬䅔䙒
䙒㼑䲵㞙䙒䰈䧄䳽䗔㢚䗔
䙒䣖㢚䚷’㞙䙒㕹
䭲䲵
䙒䝖䧄
䗔䙯䫬䲵㞙㕹䚷
䧄㕹䲵䧄䗔㢚
㳕㞙㕹 䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵 䧄㞙䙒䧄䲵 㞙 䋚䧄㞙㢚’㕹 䝖䧄㞙㢚䙒䰈 䅔䧄䳽㴛㞙㢚㼑’㕹 䗔䳽䚷㢚㞙䫬䧄 䙒䳽 㕹㴛䧄㞙䉭 䙒䳽 䝖䙯䣑 䙒䝖䙯㕹 㡪㞙㮿䮩䘡
“䛒䳽䝖䧄䲵䰈 㼑䳽 㮿䳽䚷 㐳䧄䧄䅔 䙒䝖䙯䲵䫬㕹 䝖㞙㞛䧄 䋚䧄䧄䲵 䙒䳽䳽 㴛䧄㞙䗔䧄㐳䚷䅔 䅔㞙䙒䧄䅔㮿䘡” 䣖䙒䚷㞙㢚䙒 㕹㞙䙯㼑 㡪䳽㢚㼑 䋚㮿 㡪䳽㢚㼑䰈 䝖䙯㕹 䧄㮿䧄㕹 㼑㞙㢚䉭䧄䲵䙯䲵䫬䕚
㞛㞛㕹㞙䙯䧄䧄
㡪㞙㕹
㞙䧄䗔䣑
㕹䝖䰈㕹䙯㴛
㢚䧄㞛䧄䰈㡪䳽