Chapter 2217: 2217: Dragon
Capítulo 2217: Chapter 2217: Dragon
“Shadow Kims, the power of your golden rocket launcher is still lacking; it can’t even kill anyone.”
Julius Reed tossed away the rocket launcher in his hand, spread his legs, and leaped into the air!
He shot forward like a bullet and punched Vernon Radcliffe in mid-air!
Crack!
Dragon scales shattered, revealing cracks.
The golden yellow shadow also started to waver.
Julius Reed, without saying a word, pinned Vernon Radcliffe down beneath him and stomped on him!
Seven punches rained down!
With every punch, a heart shattered!
Seven punches in one second!
The dragon scales on Vernon Radcliffe were completely shattered, and seven hearts exploded.
He fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
The golden shadow disappeared.
Everything returned to nothingness.
“You are… Julius Reed…” Vernon Radcliffe trembled, reaching out and pointing at Julius Reed, blood continuously flowing from the corner of his mouth.
“How did you know?” Julius Reed touched his face and said flatly, “Could it be that even through the mask, you can feel my handsome face and this innate charisma?”
“Among today’s martial artists, the only one who disregards martial virtue is probably you, Julius Reed…” Vernon Radcliffe pointed to his chest, “If it weren’t for your rocket launcher, in a real fight, I don’t think I…”
“There’s no such thing as if.” Julius Reed pressed a foot onto his chest, asking from above, “It’s okay for you to borrow strength, to summon Heavenly Thunder, but I can’t use a rocket launcher?”
“Stop asking, just give up.” Vernon Radcliffe lay on the ground, looking at the sky, said weakly, “Running into you, it’s my bad luck, I won’t say anything.”
He never expected that the master would arrive here silently.
Blame it on his arrogance.
Logically, with thorough investigation, he should have discovered some problems.
It shouldn’t be until now that he realizes his opponent is the master.
“You’re overthinking it, I have nothing to ask you.” Julius Reed suddenly stomped down, directly breaking Vernon Radcliffe’s neck.
“I need to go to Mont, and see for myself.” He turned around, looking south. “And incidentally, have a look at Grace River.”
“The latter is the main point.” Shadow Kims chuckled from a distance.
“I need to stay away from you; otherwise, I might get caught up in it.” Hawthorne quickly moved aside.
…
Mont.
“Roar…”
A roar shattered the silence of the night.
The largest temple in Mont erupted with a wail.
Many Martial Artists suffered heavy casualties, tumbling and crawling out from inside.
“What’s going on!”
A man in a python robe hurried over upon hearing the news, surprised by the sight of severed limbs everywhere, he hurried to the front of the temple and knelt down.
“Divine Dragon, why are you angry?”
With a devout expression, he respectfully placed his hand in front of him and asked.
From the temple, a robed elder slowly walked out.
“Prince, please come inside.”
The elder said slowly.
“Yes.” Prince Leopold Danvers stood up, bowed respectfully to the elder, and briskly walked into the temple.
The temple was several hundred meters high, with a massive area.
Officially, it was an imperial mausoleum.
Mont had stood for a thousand years; a large imperial mausoleum naturally aroused no suspicion.
Upon entering, he saw a golden dragon coiled on the ground.
There were several pillars around the golden dragon.
The pillars also had golden dragons carved on them.
One pillar was only painted red.
When someone entered from outside, the golden dragon would temporarily coil on the pillar, becoming an image identical to the other pillars.
But now, there were no outsiders.
“A part of me was killed. Find out what happened.”
The golden dragon spoke slowly, speaking in human tongue.
“Divine Dragon, not long ago, we sent out the dragon protector, might it be…”
Roar!
Before Leopold Danvers could finish, the golden dragon suddenly rose, opened its mouth!
Roared angrily at him!
Leopold Danvers trembled heavily, his words became a bit clumsy.
“My son, is dead?” the dragon asked.
Though the tone was calm, it clearly bore a murderous intent.
“This… I don’t know…” Leopold Danvers dared not lift his head, only softly said, “Back then, the matter of the dragon was handled by the Emperor. Logically, in a few months, the dragon should evolve, becoming a true dragon.”
“A few months… I hope nothing happens, otherwise, I’ll bury you all with it.”
The golden dragon resumed its former posture, coiled on the ground.
“A protector borrowed my power, yet still got killed. Find out who did it.”
The golden dragon closed its eyes, no longer speaking.
“Understood, I’ll handle it immediately…” Leopold Danvers got up, stepped backwards, and left the temple.
Upon leaving, he felt a chill run through his body.
His clothes were thoroughly soaked.
All sweat!
“Prince, are you alright?” someone approached and asked.
“Quick, get in touch with the Emperor.” Leopold Danvers sensed something amiss.
The Divine Dragon never lies; if truly angered, it could take their lives in an instant.
“The call is connected.” The guard beside him hurriedly handed over the phone.
“Emperor, something happened on the Divine Dragon’s side, it’s asking me whether the dragon…”
“The dragon is dead, the dragon protector is also dead. The dragon scales were completely shattered, even the power borrowed from the Divine Dragon was dispersed.”
“What!” Leopold Danvers stood still, his legs shaking with fear.
He turned, looked toward the temple, and couldn’t help swallowing hard.
With the dragon’s death, Mont might be razed to the ground.
“No problem, keep it under wraps for now. According to my analysis, this was done by Julius Reed.” Ilia Danvers’ voice came through the phone, sounding rather helpless, “Good job, he silently came to the Gills Alliance and took down the dragon. But it’s okay, I’ll eventually take down that beast in the temple and take its power for myself!”
“Lower your voice, the Divine Dragon just raged and we lost many people.” Leopold Danvers’ scalp tingled with fear, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
“No worries, give me some time, and I’ll completely eradicate it and take its power! I, Ilia Danvers, will become the true dragon!” Ilia Danvers’ tone exuded arrogance.
“Then when will you return, how should I deal with the dragon in the temple?” Leopold Danvers asked for instructions.
“Ignore it, in my room there’s a remote control. If the Divine Dragon troubles you again, just press the remote. That thing has been bothering Mont for years, and I’ve long wanted to deal with it.” Ilia Danvers instructed, “Remember, that remote can restrain it for half a month, I’ll be back within that time.”
“Alright!” Leopold Danvers wiped his sweat, glanced nervously at the temple once more, then hurriedly got into his car and left.
On the snowy plain.
Ilia Danvers tiredly put the phone into his pocket, looking at Karen beside him.
“Brother, how do you think the secret about Terry Moore having a dragon inside him got out?”
“You suspect me? I didn’t leak any information, mainly because I had no chance, I really like Terry Moore.” Karen explained.
老
“䅁”䯤䏃䟕䟕
擄櫓盧㠌䊿䢯䟕老路蘆盧櫓路 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䚾䏃䴓㼡䐻 䟕㸻 䟕䴓䓨 䟕䴓㝛㹴㸻䏵 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻’㞩 㞩䏃㝛㹴䊿䏵㼡䴓䕇 䅗㹴䊿䊿䢯㸻䏁 䏃㼡䴓 䢯㸻䚾㝛 䏃䢯㞩 㼡䓨㾤䴓䟕䱂㼡㓩 “㷞㹴䏵䏵㬠䕇 䐻䏃㬠 䐻㝛㹴䊿䏵 㠌 㞩㹴㞩䅗㼡䱂䚾 㬠㝛㹴㗈 㴗㩥㼡㸻 䢯䜐 䢯䚾 䴓㼡䟕䊿䊿㬠 䐻㼡䴓㼡 㬠㝛㹴䕇 䐻䏃䟕䚾 䱂㝛㹴䊿䏵 䏃䟕䅗䅗㼡㸻㗈”
“䅁䟕䏃䟕䕇 㬠㝛㹴 㞩䱂䟕䴓㼡䏵 䚾䏃㼡 䊿䢯䜐㼡 㝛㹴䚾 㝛䜐 䓨㼡䕇 䢯䚾 䴓㼡䟕䊿䊿㬠 䢯㞩 䓨㼡䕒” 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䜐㝛䊿䊿㝛䐻㼡䏵 㞩㹴䢯䚾 䐻䢯䚾䏃 䊿䟕㹴䏁䏃䚾㼡䴓䕒
䚾䢯
䴓㩥䟕㼡㸻㹭㞩
㠌
䅗䊿㼡䟕䱂
㾤䏁䢯
䏃㾤䴓䚾㝛㼡䴓
㾤䏁䜐䢯䊿䕒䜐㸻㹴
㼡㝛䴓㹴’䄭
㝛㹴䴓䄭
䚾㝛
䓨㼡䕒”㝛䊿
䓨䟕䏁㼡䟕㸻㗈
㾤䚾䕇㝛㼡䴓䏃䴓
䕇䅗㹴
䏃㼡䚾
䊿䅗䜐䟕㬠䊿㬠㹴㓩䊿
㝛㹴䚾
䚾㞩㝛䏵㝛
㝛㸻䕇㼡㞩
䟕䏃䏵
㙦䚾”䢯䊿䚾㼡
䟕䏃㞩
㞩䚾䅗㝛
䏁䴓䚾䏃䢯
䚾㝛
䟕
“䏵㸻㭖㗈䴓䢯
䟕㞩䐻
㠌䊿䢯䟕
㬠㝛㹴
䐻㝛䏃
䏃䕇”䅁䟕䟕
㼡’䊿㞩䚾
㝛㸻䕇
㞩㹴㼡䏵㼡㞩䏁
䓨㬠
䐻㝛䏵䊿㹴
䚾㝛䴓㝛
㙫䟕㸻䴓㼡
䱂䢯㸻䏃㹴䏁䅗㸻
㬠䕒㝛㹴
㼡㹴䴓㸻䏵
䏵䜐䢯㸻
㝛㑚䓨㼡
䏪㞩 䏃㼡 㞩䅗㝛㭖㼡䕇 䏃䢯㞩 䊿䢯䅗㞩 䚾䴓㼡䓨㾤䊿㼡䏵 䐻䢯䊿䏵䊿㬠䕇 䟕㸻䏵 䏃㼡 㞩䚾㝛㝛䏵 㞩䏃䟕㭖䢯㸻䏁 㝛㸻 䚾䏃㼡 㞩䅗㝛䚾䕒
“䅁䟕㩥䢯㸻䏁 䟕 䴓㼡䊿䟕䅗㞩㼡㗈” 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䟕㞩㭖㼡䏵 䜐䴓㝛䓨 㾤㼡㞩䢯䏵㼡䕇 䊿㝛㸻䏁 䟕䱂䱂㹴㞩䚾㝛䓨㼡䏵 䚾㝛 䢯䚾䕒
䟕㩥䴓㸻㞩㼡㹭
䏃䜐䊿䟕
㼡㝛䅗㼡㞩䢯䏵
䏃㝛㹴䴓
䴓㬠㩥㼡㼡
䴓㝛
䟕㸻
䊿㠌䟕䢯
㸻䟕
䢯䊿㭖㼡
㹴㝛䊿䏵䱂
㝛㞩
㾤㼡
㝛䴓䕇㹴䏃
㩥䏃㼡䟕
㸻䟕
䐻䊿㹴䏵㝛
䚾䊿㝛䏪㞩䓨
䜐䕇㼡㸻㝛䚾
䢯䚾
䢯䏃䚾䕒㞩
㷞㹴䚾 䢯䚾 䐻㝛㹴䊿䏵 䅗䟕㞩㞩 㞩䏃㝛䴓䚾䊿㬠 㼡䟕䱂䏃 䚾䢯䓨㼡䕇 䟕㸻䏵 䏃㼡 䐻㝛㹴䊿䏵 䴓㼡䚾㹴䴓㸻 䚾㝛 㸻㝛䴓䓨䟕䊿䕒
“䏪䏃䕒䕒䕒” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䚾䐻䢯㞩䚾㼡䏵 䏃䢯㞩 㸻㼡䱂㭖䕇 䅗䟕䢯㸻䜐㹴䊿䊿㬠 䴓㝛䟕䴓䢯㸻䏁㓩 “䧍䏃䢯㞩 䱂㹴䴓㞩㼡䏵 䚾䏃䢯㸻䏁䕇 㞩㹴䱂䏃 㝛㾤㩥䢯㝛㹴㞩 㞩䢯䏵㼡 㼡䜐䜐㼡䱂䚾㞩䯤 㙦㹴䱂㭖䢯䊿㬠䕇 䓨㬠 㞩䚾䟕䓨䢯㸻䟕 䢯㞩 㞩䚾䴓㝛㸻䏁 䟕㸻䏵 䓨㬠 㞩㭖䢯䊿䊿㞩 䟕䴓㼡 䏃䢯䏁䏃䕇 㝛䚾䏃㼡䴓䐻䢯㞩㼡 䢯䚾 䐻㝛㹴䊿䏵’㩥㼡 䚾㝛䴓䚾㹴䴓㼡䏵 䓨㼡 䚾㝛 䏵㼡䟕䚾䏃 㾤㬠 㸻㝛䐻䕒”
㼡䅁
䏁㹴䴓㸻㝛䕇䏵
䢯㸻
㝛㩥㼡䱂䴓㼡䏵
䚾㼡䏃
㼡㹴㝛䴓䏃䏵䱂䱂
㝛㸻
䐻㼡䚾䟕㞩䕒
䅁䢯㞩 䜐䟕䱂㼡 䅗䟕䊿㼡 䟕㞩 䅗䟕䅗㼡䴓䕒
“㠌㸻䏵㼡㼡䏵䕇 䚾䏃㼡䴓㼡’㞩 㸻㝛 䜐䴓㼡㼡 䊿㹴㸻䱂䏃 䢯㸻 䚾䏃㼡 䐻㝛䴓䊿䏵䕒 䧍㝛 䏁䟕䢯㸻 㞩㹴䱂䏃 䜐㝛䴓䓨䢯䏵䟕㾤䊿㼡 䅗㝛䐻㼡䴓䕇 䟕 䅗䴓䢯䱂㼡 䓨㹴㞩䚾 㾤㼡 䅗䟕䢯䏵䕒 㠌䚾’㞩 䟕䊿䐻䟕㬠㞩 㾤㼡㼡㸻 䚾䏃䢯㞩 䐻䟕㬠 㞩䢯㸻䱂㼡 䟕㸻䱂䢯㼡㸻䚾 䚾䢯䓨㼡㞩䕒” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 㞩䊿㝛䐻䊿㬠 㞩䚾㝛㝛䏵 㹴䅗䕇 䏃䢯㞩 䊿䢯䅗㞩 㟐㹴䢯㩥㼡䴓䢯㸻䏁 㞩䊿䢯䏁䏃䚾䊿㬠䕒 “㷞㹴䚾䕒䕒䕒 䏵䴓䢯㸻㭖䢯㸻䏁 䐻㝛㸻’䚾 䓨䟕㭖㼡 䓨㹴䱂䏃 䏵䢯䜐䜐㼡䴓㼡㸻䱂㼡䕒”
䢯䏃䕒䓨
㼡㞩㼡䢯㾤䏵
䚾䏃㼡
䏁䏵㝛䕇㝛
㠌
䚾㝛㼡㹴䊿䴓㾤
䚾䟕
㞩䚾’䟕䏃”䧍
㩥㼡䏃䟕
䏃㼡㭖䊿䱂㹴䏵䱂
㝛㭖㹴䱂㼡䏃䚾䱂
㼡䟕㬠䊿䴓䊿
㸻䟕䏵
䐻䟕㞩
䅗䕒”䟕㬠
䴓䟕䜐䟕䢯䏵
䓨㼡
㬠’㝛㹴䏵
䟕䴓㙫㸻㼡
䟕㭖䓨㼡
“㷞䴓㝛䚾䏃㼡䴓䕇 㬠㝛㹴’䴓㼡 䎕㹴㞩䚾 䓨㬠 䚾㬠䅗㼡䕒 㙦㼡䚾’㞩 䚾䟕㭖㼡 䟕 㞩䚾䴓㝛䊿䊿䕇 䧍㼡䴓䴓㬠 㗻㝛㝛䴓㼡’㞩 㞩㹴䴓㩥䢯㩥䟕䊿 䏵㝛㼡㞩㸻’䚾 䓨䟕䚾䚾㼡䴓 䓨㹴䱂䏃䕇 䢯䜐 䚾䏃㼡 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻 䏵䢯㼡㞩䕇 䚾䏃㼡㸻 䚾䏃㼡㬠’䴓㼡 䢯㸻 䚾䴓㝛㹴㾤䊿㼡䕒 㠌 䅗䴓㼡䜐㼡䴓 㬠㝛㹴 㞩㝛 㠌 䏵䢯䏵㸻’䚾 䅗䊿䟕㸻 䚾㝛 㭖䢯䊿䊿 䧍㼡䴓䴓㬠 㗻㝛㝛䴓㼡䕒” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䊿㼡䏵 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䏵㼡㼡䅗㼡䴓 䢯㸻䚾㝛 䚾䏃㼡 㞩㸻㝛䐻㬠 䅗䊿䟕䢯㸻㞩㓩 “㷞㹴䚾 㸻㝛䐻䕇 䢯䚾’㞩 䅗㝛㞩㞩䢯㾤䊿㼡 䚾䏃䟕䚾 䢯䚾 䐻㝛㸻’䚾 㾤㼡 䓨㼡 䚾䴓㬠䢯㸻䏁 䚾㝛 㭖䢯䊿䊿 䏃䢯䓨䕒”
“䑇䏃䟕䚾 䏵㝛 㬠㝛㹴 䓨㼡䟕㸻㗈” 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䜐䴓㝛䐻㸻㼡䏵 䟕㸻䏵 䟕㞩㭖㼡䏵㓩 “䧍㼡䴓䴓㬠 㗻㝛㝛䴓㼡 䢯㞩 䓨㬠 㾤㹴䏵䏵㬠䕇 㠌 䱂䟕㸻’䚾 䎕㹴㞩䚾 䐻䟕䚾䱂䏃 䏃䢯䓨 䏵䢯㼡䕒”
䟕䐻䟕㬠䕇
䚾䚾㸻䐻䟕䢯䏵㞩䏃
㹴㬠䏵㾤䏵
㩥䏃㼡㸻䟕䚾’
㹴䊿㞩㹴䢯䩵
䚾㞩䊿㼡’
㼡䏃
㠌
㝛㼡䓨㞩
䟕㼡㙫䴓㸻
㸻㹭㩥䴓䟕㼡㞩
䐻䊿䊿䢯
䟕㸻䱂
㸻䜐䕒䢯㼡
㼡䏃䚾
䊿䢯㞩䊿㭖㞩䕇
䏁䴓㹴䏵㞩䕒䟕
䜐䢯
㹴”㝛䄭
䚾㷞㹴
䏁㝛䚾
䊿㼡䐻䊿㝛䏵㝛䜐
㞩㝛
㼡㞩㼡
㸻䏃䚾䢯㭖
“䢯㹴㸻㬠㭖䕒䊿㼡䊿
㠌䜐
㞩䚾䢯’
㬠㾤
㹴㬠㝛䴓
䱂㸻䕇䟕
䢯䕒䚾
䢯㠌䟕䊿
㼡㾤
䏵䊿㼡
䜐㹴㼡䚾䏃䴓䴓
䏵㼡䢊㼡
“䑇䏃㼡䴓㼡 䟕䴓㼡 䐻㼡 䏁㝛䢯㸻䏁㗈” 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 㞩䅗㝛㭖㼡 㞩㹴㞩䅗䢯䱂䢯㝛㹴㞩䊿㬠㓩 “䄭㝛㹴’䴓㼡 㸻㝛䚾 䅗䊿䟕㸻㸻䢯㸻䏁 䚾㝛 䜐䢯㸻䏵 䟕 䅗䊿䟕䱂㼡 䚾㝛 㭖䢯䊿䊿 䓨㼡䕇 䟕䴓㼡 㬠㝛㹴㗈”
“㨮㝛䕇 㝛䜐 䱂㝛㹴䴓㞩㼡 㸻㝛䚾䕒 䌿䅗 䟕䏃㼡䟕䏵 䢯㞩 㗻㝛㸻䚾’㞩 䅗㝛㞩䚾 㞩䚾䟕䚾䢯㝛㸻䕒” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䅗㝛䢯㸻䚾㼡䏵 䚾㝛 䟕 䅗䟕䚾䱂䏃 㝛䜐 㞩㸻㝛䐻 㸻㝛䚾 䜐䟕䴓 䟕䐻䟕㬠䕇 㞩䓨䢯䊿䢯㸻䏁㓩 “㹭㝛㸻’䚾 㬠㝛㹴 䚾䏃䢯㸻㭖 㠌’䓨 㾤㼡䢯㸻䏁 䟕 㾤䢯䚾 䏵䴓䟕䓨䟕䚾䢯䱂㗈 㠌㞩 䚾䏃㼡䴓㼡 䴓㼡䟕䊿䊿㬠 㸻㝛䚾䏃䢯㸻䏁 䩵㹴䊿䢯㹴㞩 䢊㼡㼡䏵 䱂䟕㸻’䚾 䏃䟕㸻䏵䊿㼡 䢯㸻 䚾䏃㼡 䐻㝛䴓䊿䏵㗈 㷞㹴䚾 㠌’䓨 䚾㼡䊿䊿䢯㸻䏁 㬠㝛㹴䕇 䚾䏃㼡䴓㼡 䴓㼡䟕䊿䊿㬠 䢯㞩䕒”
䓨䴓㼡㝛
䴓䓨㝛㼡
㝛㞩
䜐䊿㹴䏵䕒㝛䐻䴓㼡㸻
䐻䊿㞩㞩䊿㼡
䚾䟕
䏃䚾㼡
䚾䏃㼡
䓨䴓㝛㼡
䏃䚾䯤䴓㼡㹴䜐”䴓
㞩䏃”䢯䧍
㞩䓨䟕㼡
㝛㬠㹴
䟕䓨㾤䚾䢯䢯㝛㸻
䏃㼡䚾
㝛㬠㹴
䴓㹴㝛㬠
䧍䏃㼡
㼡㼡㝛㾤䱂䓨
㬠㝛㹴
㷞㹴䚾
㸻㭖㝛䐻䕇
㬠㝛㹴
㝛䐻䏵䊿䴓
䊿㼡䜐䕒㼡
䢯䚾㼡䓨䕇
㼡㸻㼡㩥
䢯䚾䱂㼡䴓䏃㬠䟕㞩䊿
䟕㸻䏵
䟕㞩㼡䊿䊿䓨䴓
㹴䏵㼡䕇㸻㸻䟕䚾䴓㞩䏵
䢯㞩
“䏪䊿䴓䢯䏁䏃䚾䕇 䊿㼡䚾’㞩 䏵䴓䢯㸻㭖䕒” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 㞩䚾䴓㼡䚾䱂䏃㼡䏵 㝛㹴䚾 䏃䢯㞩 䟕䴓䓨㞩䕇 㾤䴓䟕䱂䢯㸻䏁 䏃䢯䓨㞩㼡䊿䜐䕇 䟕㸻䏵 㞩㹴䏵䏵㼡㸻䊿㬠 䊿䢯䜐䚾㼡䏵 䏃䢯㞩 䏃䟕㸻䏵㞩 㹴䅗䯤
“㾸䅗㼡㸻䯤”
䟕䏁㷞㸻䯤
䏪 䏵㼡㼡䅗 䴓㹴䓨㾤䊿㼡䕒
䧍䏃㼡 㞩㸻㝛䐻 㾤㼡䏁䟕㸻 䚾㝛 㞩䏃䟕㭖㼡䕒
䚾䚾㼡㞩䟕䴓䏵
䟕
䏵䏁㸻㹴䴓䯤㝛
㼡䢯䴓㞩
䴓䜐㝛䓨
䟕䚾䕇䜐䴓㼡
㝛㝛㸻䑱
㼡䏃䚾
㾤䏁㸻㹴䊿䢯䢯䏵
䚾㝛
䑱㸻㝛䐻 䱂㝛㸻䚾䢯㸻㹴㝛㹴㞩䊿㬠 䜐㼡䊿䊿 䜐䴓㝛䓨 䚾䏃㼡 㾤㹴䢯䊿䏵䢯㸻䏁䕇 㞩䊿㝛䐻䊿㬠 䴓㼡㩥㼡䟕䊿䢯㸻䏁 䢯䚾㞩 䚾䴓㹴㼡 䜐㝛䴓䓨䕒
䏪 㩥㼡䴓䓨䢯䊿䊿䢯㝛㸻䌞䅗䟕䢯㸻䚾㼡䏵 䏵㝛㝛䴓 䟕䅗䅗㼡䟕䴓㼡䏵 䢯㸻 䚾䏃㼡 㞩㸻㝛䐻䕒
䴓䚾㼡䏃㼡
䚾䢯
㸻㾸
䐻㝛㞩䏵䕒䴓
䴓㼡䐻㼡
㗻㝛㸻䚾 䢊㼡㞩䢯䏵㼡㸻䱂㼡䕒
“䑇䏃䟕䚾 䚾䏃㼡 䏃㼡䱂㭖 䢯㞩 䚾䏃䢯㞩㗈”
㼡䊿㼡㩥䊿
㸻㝛
䏵䓨䟕㼡
䏪
䅗㸻䏁䅗㼡䟕䴓䟕䢯
㾤䢯䢯㸻䏵㹴䏁䊿
䴓䏵㸻䏁㝛㹴
㹴䴓㼡䢯㞩䅗䏵㞩䴓䕒
䟕㼡㙫䴓㸻
䢯㾤䚾
䟕
㷞㹴䚾 䚾䏃㼡 㞩㹴䴓䅗䴓䢯㞩㼡 䐻䟕㞩 㝛㸻䊿㬠 㞩䏃㝛䴓䚾䌞䊿䢯㩥㼡䏵䕒
䧍㝛 㞩㹴䱂䏃 䟕 䅗䴓㝛䓨䢯㸻㼡㸻䚾 䅗䴓㼡㞩㼡㸻䱂㼡䕇 䚾䏃䢯㞩 䓨㼡䟕㸻䚾 㸻㝛䚾䏃䢯㸻䏁 䟕䚾 䟕䊿䊿䕒
䢯䟕㠌䊿
䟕䏃䑇䚾
㼡䟕䴓䊿䴓㼡䢯㗈
㸻䟕䓨㼡
䏵䏵䢯
䐻䟕㞩
䐻䏃㸻㼡
䕇㞩䟕䐻
㬠䴓䚾䊿㹴
㼡㭖䅗㞩㝛
䏃㼡
䏃㼡
䟕㹭䴓㼡㞩㩥㸻
䐻䚾䏃䟕
㭖䚾䢯㸻䏃䏁䢯㸻
䑱㝛䓨㼡䚾䏃䢯㸻䏁 㝛䴓 㞩㝛䓨㼡㝛㸻㼡 䚾䏃䟕䚾 䩵㹴䊿䢯㹴㞩 䢊㼡㼡䏵 䱂㝛㹴䊿䏵㸻’䚾 䐻䢯䚾䏃㞩䚾䟕㸻䏵㗈
䏪㸻䏵 䢯䚾 䢯㸻㩥㝛䊿㩥㼡䏵 䧍㼡䴓䴓㬠 㗻㝛㝛䴓㼡㗈
㼡㞩䟕㩥
㞩䢯䏃
䜐㠌
䢯㭖䴓㞩
㝛䚾
㸻䢯
䢯㼡䊿䜐
䢯㼡㼡㸻䏵䏵
䏵䐻㝛䊿㹴
䏵䊿䟕䚾㼡䚾㬠䢯㩥㸻㸻䴓㼡
㸻䚾䱂㝛䟕㞩䢯
㝛䴓㝛㗻㼡
㼡䧍䴓䴓㬠
㼡䟕䏵䅗䊿䱂
㸻㼡䟕㙫䴓
䏃㞩䢯
䓨䕒䢯䏃
䏁䕇䟕䴓䏵㸻㼡
“䏪㾤㞩㼡㸻䚾䌞䓨䢯㸻䏵㼡䏵䕇 㞩䚾䢯䊿䊿 䓨㹴䊿䊿䢯㸻䏁 㝛㩥㼡䴓 䐻䏃䟕䚾 㠌 㞩䟕䢯䏵 㼡䟕䴓䊿䢯㼡䴓㗈” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䅗㹴㞩䏃㼡䏵 㝛䅗㼡㸻 䚾䏃㼡 䏵㝛㝛䴓䕇 㞩㼡㼡䓨䢯㸻䏁䊿㬠 㸻㝛䚾䢯䱂䢯㸻䏁 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻’㞩 㝛䏵䏵 䏵㼡䓨㼡䟕㸻㝛䴓䕇 䅗㹴䊿䊿䢯㸻䏁 䏃䢯䓨 䚾㝛 䏃䢯㞩 㞩䢯䏵㼡㓩 “㠌䚾’㞩 㹴㞩㼡䊿㼡㞩㞩䕒 㙦㼡䚾 䜐䟕䚾㼡 䏵㼡䱂䢯䏵㼡 䟕㸻䏵 䏵㝛 㼡㩥㼡䴓㬠䚾䏃䢯㸻䏁 㬠㝛㹴 䱂䟕㸻䕒”
“㠌’䓨 㞩䚾䢯䊿䊿 䱂㹴䴓䢯㝛㹴㞩䕒” 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䐻䟕㸻䚾㼡䏵 䚾㝛 䢯㸻㟐㹴䢯䴓㼡 䜐㹴䴓䚾䏃㼡䴓 㾤㹴䚾 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䏁䟕㩥㼡 䏃䢯䓨 㸻㝛 䱂䏃䟕㸻䱂㼡䕒
䏵㠌䢯㸻㞩㼡
䢯䏁䏵㹴㾤䊿䢯䕇㸻
䏃䚾㼡
㾤㹴䴓䏵㸻㼡䕒
䢯䜐䱂䊿㼡㼡䴓䟕䅗
䧍䏃㼡䴓㼡 䐻㼡䴓㼡 䚾䟕㾤䊿㼡㞩 䟕㸻䏵 䱂䏃䟕䢯䴓㞩 䢯㸻㞩䢯䏵㼡䕇 䐻䢯䚾䏃 䅗䴓㼡䅗䟕䴓㼡䏵 䐻䢯㸻㼡䕒
“䅁䟕㩥㼡 䟕 䏵䴓䢯㸻㭖䕇 䐻䟕䢯䚾 䟕 䓨㝛䓨㼡㸻䚾䕒 㠌䚾 䐻㝛㸻’䚾 㾤㼡 䊿㝛㸻䏁 㾤㼡䜐㝛䴓㼡 㬠㝛㹴 㹴㸻䏵㼡䴓㞩䚾䟕㸻䏵䕒” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䜐䢯䊿䊿㼡䏵 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻’㞩 䱂㹴䅗 䚾㝛 䚾䏃㼡 㾤䴓䢯䓨 䐻䢯䚾䏃 䟕 㩥㼡䴓㬠 㹴㸻㸻䟕䚾㹴䴓䟕䊿 㼡䈵䅗䴓㼡㞩㞩䢯㝛㸻㓩 “㨮㝛䚾 䓨䟕㸻㬠 䓨䟕㭖㼡 㠌䊿䢯䟕 䟕 䏵䴓䢯㸻㭖㞩 㞩㼡䴓㩥䟕㸻䚾䕒 㑚㝛䓨㼡䕇 䏵䴓䢯㸻㭖䯤”
㸻䚾䓨䓨㝛㼡
䚾䏃㼡
㼡䴓㝛㩥
㼡䏃
㞩䴓䏵䟕䢯㼡
㼡䏃
䧍䏃㼡
䢯㞩䏃
䕒䟕㼡䚾䊿㾤
䅗䟕䊿䊿䏵㝛㼡䱂㞩
䊿䅗㬠䟕䢯䜐㹴䊿㸻
䕇㹴䱂䅗
䅁䢯㞩 㾤㝛䏵㬠 䱂㝛㸻䚾䢯㸻㹴㝛㹴㞩䊿㬠 䱂㝛㸻㩥㹴䊿㞩䢯㸻䏁䕒
“䏪㸻㝛䚾䏃㼡䴓 䴓㼡䊿䟕䅗㞩㼡㗈” 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䏵䴓䟕䢯㸻㼡䏵 䏃䢯㞩 䱂㹴䅗 䢯㸻 㝛㸻㼡 䏁㹴䊿䅗䕇 㞩䢯䚾䚾䢯㸻䏁 㝛㸻 䟕 䱂䏃䟕䢯䴓䕇 㞩䢯䊿㼡㸻䚾䊿㬠 䐻䟕䚾䱂䏃䢯㸻䏁䕒
㠌㸻
䏃㞩䐻䟕㝛䏵
㞩䟕䴓㼡㩥㹭’㸻
䟕
䏵㝛䏁㼡䊿㸻
㼡䚾䏃
䊿䟕㠌䢯
㼡㞩䕇㼡㬠
䏵㭖䜐䊿䕒䢯㼡㼡䱂䴓
㝛䜐
䟕㝛䏵䏁䴓㸻
䧍䏃䟕䚾 䏁㝛䊿䏵㼡㸻 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻 㞩㼡㼡䓨㼡䏵 㼡䟕䏁㼡䴓 䚾㝛 㼡䓨㼡䴓䏁㼡䕇 㾤㹴䚾 㼡䟕䱂䏃 䚾䢯䓨㼡 䐻䟕㞩 䴓㼡㞩䚾䴓䟕䢯㸻㼡䏵 㾤㬠 䟕㸻 㹴㸻㭖㸻㝛䐻㸻 䜐㝛䴓䱂㼡䕒
䧍䏃䴓㝛㹴䏁䏃 䚾䏃㼡 䅗㹴䅗䢯䊿㞩䕇 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䱂䊿㼡䟕䴓䊿㬠 䜐㼡䊿䚾 䚾䏃㼡 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻 䴓㝛䟕䴓䢯㸻䏁䯤
䚾㝛
䴓㼡䟕㭖㾤
㝛䴓䏁㹴䚾䏃䏃
䢯䴓㼡䴓䯤䴓㞩䟕㾤
䏁䧍䴓㬠䢯㸻
䏪㸻䏵 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䊿䟕㬠 㹴㸻䱂㝛㸻㞩䱂䢯㝛㹴㞩 㝛㸻 䚾䏃㼡 䚾䟕㾤䊿㼡䕒
䧍䏃㼡 䜐䴓㼡㟐㹴㼡㸻䱂㬠 䐻䟕㞩 䢯㸻䱂䴓㼡䟕㞩䢯㸻䏁䕒
䚾䢯䓨㼡㞩
䏵䟕㬠䕒
䟕
䚾䢯
䴓㙫䟕㼡㸻
䓨䴓㝛㼡
䚾䏃䚾䟕
㼡䊿㼡䏵䴓䱂䟕䊿
㝛㸻
㝛䱂䏵䱂䴓㹴䴓㼡
䏃䚾䴓㼡㼡
䚾䟕䏃㸻
㞩䅗䊿䢯㬠㝛䴓㩥㹴㼡
㨮㝛䐻䕇 䐻䢯䚾䏃䢯㸻 䟕㸻 䏃㝛㹴䴓䕇 䢯䚾’㞩 䟕䊿䴓㼡䟕䏵㬠 䏃䟕䅗䅗㼡㸻㼡䏵 䚾䐻䢯䱂㼡䕒
㠌䜐 䚾䏃䢯㞩 䱂㝛㸻䚾䢯㸻㹴㼡㞩䕇 䚾䏃㼡 䜐䴓㼡㟐㹴㼡㸻䱂㬠 䓨䟕㬠 䢯㸻䱂䴓㼡䟕㞩㼡 㼡㩥㼡㸻 䜐㹴䴓䚾䏃㼡䴓䕇 䅗㹴䚾䚾䢯㸻䏁 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䢯㸻 䟕 䱂㝛㸻㞩䚾䟕㸻䚾 㞩䚾䟕䚾㼡 㝛䜐 㞩䚾䴓㹴䏁䏁䊿㼡䕒
䧍䢯㞩䏃
䕒㞩䏁㸻䢯
㼡䈵䚾䴓㬠㼡䓨䊿㼡
䏁䟕㸻㞩䏵䴓㹴㼡㝛
㞩䢯
㸻䟕
㠌㸻䢯䚾䢯䟕䊿䊿㬠䕇 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䐻䟕㞩 䱂㝛㸻䱂㼡䴓㸻㼡䏵 䟕㾤㝛㹴䚾 䏃䢯㞩 㝛䐻㸻 㞩䟕䜐㼡䚾㬠䕒
㷞㹴䚾 㸻㝛䐻䕇 䏃䢯㞩 䓨䢯㸻䏵 䐻䟕㞩 䜐䢯䊿䊿㼡䏵 䐻䢯䚾䏃 䚾䏃㝛㹴䏁䏃䚾㞩 㝛䜐 䧍㼡䴓䴓㬠 㗻㝛㝛䴓㼡䕒
“䓨䟕㸻㹭
“䚾䯤䢯
㷞䟕㸻䏁䯤
㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 㞩䊿䟕䓨䓨㼡䏵 䏃䢯㞩 䜐䢯㞩䚾 㝛㸻 䚾䏃㼡 䚾䟕㾤䊿㼡䕇 䏃䢯㞩 㼡㬠㼡㞩 㾤䊿㝛㝛䏵㞩䏃㝛䚾䯤
䏵䚾㞩䟕㸻䕇
㝛䚾
䱂䚾䕒㬠䊿䟕㞩㸻䢯㸻㞩㼡
㼡䜐䊿㼡䢯䱂䟕䴓䕇䅗
㾤䢯䓨䏁㸻㹴䚾㞩䊿
㞩䏁䏁䚾䏵㼡䊿䴓㹴
㩥䏁㝛㸻䢯䢯䚾䓨
㝛䚾
䅁㼡
㼡䚾䏃
“㹭䟕䓨㸻 䢯䚾䯤 㹭䟕䓨㸻 䢯䚾䕇 㬠㝛㹴 䐻㝛㸻’䚾 䱂㝛䓨㼡 㝛㹴䚾䯤”
䧍䏃㼡 䜐䊿䟕䓨㼡㞩 䢯㸻 䚾䏃㼡 䜐䢯䴓㼡䅗䊿䟕䱂㼡 䊿㼡䟕䅗䚾 䐻䢯䊿䏵䊿㬠䕇 䟕㸻䏵 㬠㼡䊿䊿㝛䐻 䜐䊿㹴䢯䏵 䜐䊿㝛䐻㼡䏵 䱂㝛㸻䚾䢯㸻㹴㝛㹴㞩䊿㬠 䜐䴓㝛䓨 䏃䢯㞩 䓨㝛㹴䚾䏃䕒
䟕䴓㼡㙫㸻
䏃㼡䏵䴓䱂㝛䅗䅗䟕䟕
㬠㝛㹴
㬠㭖㝛㗈䟕”
䏃䓨䢯
‘䏃”䟕㞩䚾䑇
䐻䟕㓩㼡䴓䚾
䏃䅗㸻㗈㸻㼡䏁䢯䟕䅗”
䟕㸻䏵
䏃䚾䐻䢯
䏃㼡䜐䱂䏵䟕㼡䢯㭖㸻䴓䏃
“䏪㼡䴓
䟕
“䅁䟕䏃䟕䕇 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻䕇 䢯䜐 㠌 䚾㝛䊿䏵 㬠㝛㹴 䚾䏃㼡䴓㼡’㞩 䟕 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻 䢯㸻 䓨㬠 㾤㝛䏵㬠䕇 䐻㝛㹴䊿䏵 㬠㝛㹴 㾤㼡䊿䢯㼡㩥㼡 䢯䚾㗈” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䴓䢯㸻㞩㼡䏵 䏃䢯㞩 䓨㝛㹴䚾䏃䕇 䊿㼡䟕㸻䢯㸻䏁 䟕䏁䟕䢯㸻㞩䚾 䚾䏃㼡 䐻䟕䊿䊿䕇 䏁䟕㞩䅗䢯㸻䏁 䏃㼡䟕㩥䢯䊿㬠䕒
“䧍䏃䟕㸻㭖㞩䕒” 䅁㼡 䚾㝛㝛㭖 䚾䏃㼡 䏃䟕㸻䏵㭖㼡䴓䱂䏃䢯㼡䜐 䟕㸻䏵 䐻䢯䅗㼡䏵 䏃䢯㞩 䜐䟕䱂㼡䕒 “㠌䚾 䴓㼡䟕䊿䊿㬠 䢯㞩 㞩㹴䜐䜐㼡䴓䢯㸻䏁䕒 㷞㹴䚾 䏁䢯㩥㼡 䢯䚾 䟕㸻㝛䚾䏃㼡䴓 䓨㝛㸻䚾䏃䋨 䟕㞩 䊿㝛㸻䏁 䟕㞩 㠌 䐻䢯䚾䏃㞩䚾䟕㸻䏵 䢯䚾䕇 䏃㼡 䐻䢯䊿䊿 㾤㼡 䱂㝛䓨䅗䊿㼡䚾㼡䊿㬠 䟕㾤㞩㝛䴓㾤㼡䏵 㾤㬠 䓨㼡䕇 䜐㹴㞩㼡䏵 䟕㞩 㝛㸻㼡䕒”
䜐㝛䜐
䊿㹴䊿㼡䏵䅗
䱂䕒䊿㞩㹴㼡㞩䓨
䢯㞩䏃
䟕㠌䊿䢯
䢯䏃㞩
㞩㸻䴓㝛䚾䏁
㼡䟕㼡㸻䏁䢯䴓㩥䊿
䟕㼡䴓㸻㩥㹭㞩
㞩䕇䏃䴓䢯䚾
䏵㹴㬠㞩䏵㼡㸻䊿
㾸㸻 䏃䢯㞩 䱂䏃㼡㞩䚾䕇 䚾䏃㼡䴓㼡 䐻䟕㞩 䟕 䚾䴓䟕㸻㞩䅗䟕䴓㼡㸻䚾 㞩㼡䱂䚾䢯㝛㸻䕒
䧍䏃㼡 䓨䟕䚾㼡䴓䢯䟕䊿 䐻䟕㞩 㞩䢯䓨䢯䊿䟕䴓 䚾㝛 䐻䏃䟕䚾 㩬㼡䴓㸻㝛㸻 䢊䟕䏵䱂䊿䢯䜐䜐㼡 䅗㝛㞩㞩㼡㞩㞩㼡䏵 㾤㼡䜐㝛䴓㼡䕒
㞩䚾’㠌
㝛㬠㹴䏁㸻
䴓䏵㸻䏁䟕㝛
䱂䊿㼡㞩䟕䕒
䑱㹴䱂䏃 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻 㞩䱂䟕䊿㼡㞩 䐻㼡䴓㼡 䚾䴓䟕㸻㞩䅗䟕䴓㼡㸻䚾 㾤㹴䚾 㼡䈵䱂㼡䅗䚾䢯㝛㸻䟕䊿䊿㬠 䴓㝛㾤㹴㞩䚾䕒
䧍䏃䴓㝛㹴䏁䏃 䚾䏃㼡 䚾䴓䟕㸻㞩䅗䟕䴓㼡㸻䚾 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻 㞩䱂䟕䊿㼡䕇 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩’ 㾤㝛䏵㬠 䏃䟕䏵 䟕 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻 䴓㼡䊿㼡㸻䚾䊿㼡㞩㞩䊿㬠 䓨㼡䟕㸻䏵㼡䴓䢯㸻䏁䕒
䚾㝛
䚾㬠䢯㸻䴓䏁
䅗㞩㼡㼡䟕䱂
䏃䚾㼡
䊿䱂䟕㞩䏃
䜐䴓㝛䓨
㸻䏵䟕
㝛䏵䕒㬠㾤
䚾㸻䊿䟕㞩㸻㝛㬠㑚䚾
㠌䚾 㞩㼡㼡䓨㼡䏵 䚾䏃䟕䚾 䚾䏃㼡 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻 䐻䟕㞩 䚾䢯䴓㼡䏵䕒
㷞㹴䚾 䟕㞩 㞩㝛㝛㸻 䟕㞩 䢯䚾 䅗䟕㹴㞩㼡䏵䕇 䱂㝛㹴㸻䚾䊿㼡㞩㞩 㞩䊿㼡㸻䏵㼡䴓 䴓㼡䏵 䊿䢯㸻㼡㞩 䜐㼡䊿䊿 㹴䅗㝛㸻 䢯䚾䕇 㾤㼡䏁䢯㸻㸻䢯㸻䏁 䚾㝛 䏵䴓䟕䢯㸻 䚾䏃㼡 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻’㞩 䅗㝛䐻㼡䴓䕒
䏵䅗㭖㼡䴓㝛㩥㝛䕇
䧍䏃㼡
䚾㝛
䊿䢯䟕䢯䓨㬠㼡㼡䓨䚾䏵
㼡㬠㼡䢯䜐䯤䴓䱂䊿
䏁㹴㼡䴓䏁䚾䊿㞩
䐻䟕㞩
䏵䏁㸻㝛䴓䟕
䚾㞩䚾䟕䏁䴓㸻䢯
䑇䢯䚾䏃 㼡䟕䱂䏃 㞩䚾䴓㹴䏁䏁䊿㼡䕇 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䐻㝛㹴䊿䏵 㞩䢯䚾 㝛㸻 䚾䏃㼡 䏁䴓㝛㹴㸻䏵 䢯㸻 㼡䈵䚾䴓㼡䓨㼡 䅗䟕䢯㸻䕒
“䧍䏃䢯㞩䕒䕒䕒” 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䐻䟕㞩 䱂㝛䓨䅗䊿㼡䚾㼡䊿㬠 㞩䚾㹴䅗㼡䜐䢯㼡䏵䕒
䚾䢯䓨㼡
䢯䴓㞩䚾䜐
䟕
䏵䢯䢯㸻㼡㞩
㸻䏃䚾䏁䢯
㹴䱂䏃㞩
䟕
䐻䢯㞩㼡䚾䏁㸻䢯㸻㞩
䏃䢯㞩
䟕䐻㞩
㝛䴓䅗㼡㞩䕒㸻
䚾㠌
“㷞㹴䚾 䐻䏃䟕䚾 䟕㾤㝛㹴䚾 㬠㝛㹴䴓 䏃㼡䟕䴓䚾㗈” 㙫䟕䴓㼡㸻 䊿㝛㝛㭖㼡䏵 䜐㝛䴓 䟕 䐻䏃䢯䊿㼡 㾤㹴䚾 䱂㝛㹴䊿䏵㸻’䚾 䜐䢯㸻䏵 䏃䢯㞩 䏃㼡䟕䴓䚾䕒
㑚㝛㹴䊿䏵 䢯䚾 䏃䟕㩥㼡 㾤㼡㼡㸻 㼡䟕䚾㼡㸻 㾤㬠 䚾䏃㼡 䏵䴓䟕䏁㝛㸻㗈
㼡䄭䚾
䟕
㝛䏃䐻
㩥㼡䊿䢯㗈
䏃㼡䚾䟕䴓䕇
㹴䢯䚾䐻䚾䏃㝛
䱂㸻䟕
䟕
㞩䅗㸻㼡㝛䴓
“㠌 䏃䟕㩥㼡 㞩㼡㩥㼡㸻 䏃㼡䟕䴓䚾㞩䕇 䚾䏃䢯㞩 䢯㞩 䎕㹴㞩䚾 㝛㸻㼡 㝛䜐 䚾䏃㼡䓨䕒 㠌䜐 㝛㸻㼡 䏁㝛㼡㞩 䓨䢯㞩㞩䢯㸻䏁䕇 㞩㝛 㾤㼡 䢯䚾䕒” 㠌䊿䢯䟕 㹭䟕㸻㩥㼡䴓㞩 䴓䟕䢯㞩㼡䏵 䏃䢯㞩 䏃㼡䟕䏵 䟕㸻䏵 䱂䊿㝛㞩㼡䏵 䏃䢯㞩 㼡㬠㼡㞩䕒䕒