Capítulo 889: Final Word?

After their short conversation, Rael and Gaia left their home galaxy and instead arrived at some cluster of planets very far away. The two of them descended into one of the planets, and although it was uninhabitable, it did have squishy ground, which made it a little fun to bounce around.

It was almost like a trampoline park, in a way. He had never been to a trampoline park before…

“Focus up, Rael… Jeez. You’re bouncing around like some child,” Gaia said while doing the same. Except she wasn’t that lucky, as her foot dug into the slime-like texture of the ground and buried her leg up to her knee.

She just stared at him while he was trying to hold back a laugh, until eventually she just went ahead and flew out of it and said:

“Let’s focus for real. Here, take a look.”

In the next instant, she took out the prison that she had stored Lucien inside of. She didn’t free him right away and instead allowed Rael to get a good look.

“I’m going to focus my mana into this thing, and then you’ll need to look around and see where that energy goes. Since you have the Law of Infinity, I believe you’ll do quite well in this regard.”

“If you say so,” Rael said with a shrug and freed himself too. Afterwards, he approached her and waited for her to do her thing. Time seemed to slow down when all of a sudden, Rael felt a small wisp of energy escape Gaia’s body.

He wasn’t sure if that was what he had to follow, but he did so anyway. Yet he was extremely surprised by how fast that wisp was moving, as even while infusing his consciousness with more and more Laws, he just barely managed to track that mana all the way to some remote planet several million galaxies away.

He marked the location in his mind and then returned his consciousness to Gaia’s location. She stared at him as if asking whether he managed to do it or not, and so he nodded, assuring her that he did.

She hummed.

“I didn’t expect it to only take you one try.”

Rael shrugged. “I’ve always been called special. I think that was because of my abilities.”

Maybe?

Well, special or not, Rael did do it in one go, and so, without even waiting for her to say anything, he slashed the air in front of himself, creating a portal leading directly to the area where he needed to be.

On the other side, though, Rael spotted a city. It resembled the Divine Realm somewhat. It was cool and all, but with the lack of people, it was nothing but an empty city.

Furthermore… Rael did some thinking while flying here, and he realized one very crucial detail. The final attack he cast on the High Tower likely continued to expand, and although only a fraction of a millisecond might’ve passed in that tower, Rael was sure the damage was extreme.

Not to mention, because of his attack, he managed to close all routes that led straight to the High Tower, which obviously meant no one could go back there again. Maybe no one could get out either?

Well, considering I needed to use my Law of Time to get out, I’m sure that shit is not too far-fetched. Anyhow… I don’t care about them anymore as it is Lucien’s time now.

With those thoughts, Rael stepped through the portal, and so did Gaia. The moment they arrived at the strange city, they were immediately met with an overwhelmingly large amount of mana.

However, it wasn’t mana actually belonging to anyone in particular. The mana was just a part of the city itself.

Rael closed his eyes and tried to sense what was below the city, but he wasn’t able to find anything too remarkable except for some bones and random trash.

Oh, and amongst those random trash items, he spotted a man huddled up underground, protected by several dozen barriers. Rael was really confused who that man was at first, until he realized that it resembled Lucien very much.

But when Rael looked back at the rest of the city, he also sensed Lucien’s body ahead of him in one of the palaces. Was he really that stupid to leave his copy underground, or was this really just some final measurement of his?

Huh.

“You sensed it too?” Gaia asked.

Rael nodded. “Odds are, he has a back-up plan for his back-up plan’s back-up plan. If I had to guess, there should be one more copy somewhere.”

She shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. You deal Comic Damage, so you’ll still be able to damage him even if you don’t destroy all of his copies.”

Rael raised a brow. “Well, but what if those copies don’t have equal stats? I’d be screwed if one of them has more HP than the one I kill.”

“Ah… Yeah, you’re right. Which is why I propose another idea. Make him some of your armor that increases HP by an amount that’s so high, he won’t ever be able to survive it.”

Oh?

“That’s actually not a bad idea,” Rael replied with a chuckle. “Yeah. We can do that.”

Gaia gave him a smile and then took the lead as she went to the palace up ahead, busted open its doors, and revealed a surprising sight. On a lone throne in the middle of the room, there was Lucien.

He was passed out, since his consciousness was still trapped in the prison Gaia had made for him.

But one thing was for certain… This was his real body.

Though, why did it seem so frail? He wasn’t weak by any means, but yeah… His body was that of a stick.

“Do you want to free him first?” Gaia asked.

Rael thought over it for a moment, then chuckled.

“I could name so many times where someone tried to get the final word in, but somebody else killed them. So no… I don’t care.”

蘆

䃠㔨䈓䁸䙦䈓䙦䵢㞍

擄

盧

爐

㞍䃠䃠㞴

擄

䍪㾓㕑

䘅䁸䈓㘭

老

䊧䈓㕑䈓

擄

擄

䊊䃠

露

盧

䈓

“䘽㾓䈓䖻’䰻 䈓 㘭䃠䃠䑧 㕑䑧䘅䈓 䊊䃠㔨 䃠䦅䫶䘅䵢”

䧜䈓䘅㞍 㔨䈓㕑䰻䘅䑧 䈓 䳲㔨䃠㱵䵢 “㗧䃠㔨 䃠䦅䫶䘅䖾 㞋䃠 䕮䃠㶃 䍪䘅䈓䦅 䖻䃠 䰻䈓䕮 㪍’䁸䘅 䦅䘅䁸䘅㔨 䍪䈓䑧䘅 䈓 㘭䃠䃠䑧 㕑䑧䘅䈓 䳲䘅䊊䃠㔨䘅䖾”

䘅䦅䑧㔨㶃䖻

䖻䙦㶃

“䘅䦅㾓䵢䖻

䑧䈓䦅

㾓䈓䘅㔨㔨䖻

‘㪍䑧

䃠䦅

䊧䈓䈓㕑

㔨䘅䙦䘅㞍䑧㕑

䖻䈓㔨㱵䃠䑧

䍪䰻䃠䘅

㾓䩊䍪㕑

䘅䄏䦅㶃䵢䫶㕑

䰻䃠㞍䑧㶃㾓

㾓”䵢㸗䘅

䰻䩊䈓䕮”

䃠䦅䖻

“䃜㶃䃠

㔨䈓㔨䍪䃠

䧜䈓䘅㞍 䦅䃠䑧䑧䘅䑧 䈓䦅䑧 㲗㶃㕑䫶㞴㞍䕮 䍪䈓䑧䘅 䰻䃠䍪䘅 䈓㔨䍪䃠㔨 㶃䰻㕑䦅㘭 㾓㕑䰻 㟀䳲䰻䃠㞍㶃䖻䘅 㟀㔨䫶㾓㕑䖻䘅䫶䖻 䰻㞴㕑㞍㞍䵢 㪍䖻 䑧㕑䑧䦅’䖻 䖻䈓㞴䘅 㞍䃠䦅㘭 䈓䖻 䈓㞍㞍䩊 䈓䦅䑧 䖻㾓䘅 䍪䈓㕑䦅 䊊䃠䫶㶃䰻 䃠䊊 䖻㾓䈓䖻 䈓㔨䍪䃠㔨 㱵䈓䰻 䠹㶃䰻䖻 㸗䌆 䈓㶃㘭䍪䘅䦅䖻䈓䖻㕑䃠䦅䩊 䖻䃠 䖻㾓䘅 䙦䃠㕑䦅䖻 㱵㾓䘅㔨䘅 㕑䊊 䧜䈓䘅㞍 䙦㶃䖻 㕑䖻 䃠䦅䩊 㾓䘅 㱵䃠㶃㞍䑧 䙦㔨䃠䳲䈓䳲㞍䕮 㔨䘅䈓䫶㾓 䑲㕑䖻䈓㞍㕑䖻䕮 䘽㕑䘅㔨 㾳㗶 㱵䃠㔨䖻㾓 䃠䊊 㸗䌆䵢

㪍䖻 㱵䈓䰻 㘭䃠䃠䑧䩊 䰻㶃㔨䘅䵢 㿎㶃䖻 䘅㾓䩊 㾓䘅 㱵䈓䰻 㕑䍪䍪䃠㔨䖻䈓㞍䩊 䰻䃠 㕑䖻 䑧㕑䑧䦅’䖻 㔨䘅䈓㞍㞍䕮 䍪䈓䖻䖻䘅㔨 䍪㶃䫶㾓䵢

䌆㞍㶃䰻䩊 䍪䕮 㔨䘅㘭䘅䦅䘅㔨䈓䖻㕑䃠䦅 㕑䰻 㱵䈓䕮 䖻䃠䃠 䃠䁸䘅㔨䙦䃠㱵䘅㔨䘅䑧 䊊䃠㔨 䍪䘅 䖻䃠 䘅䁸䘅䦅 䫶䈓㔨䘅 䈓䳲䃠㶃䖻 䈓㔨䍪䃠㔨䵢 㪍 䑧䃠䦅’䖻 䦅䘅䘅䑧 㕑䖻䵢䵢䵢 㶃䦅㞍䘅䰻䰻 㕑䖻 㞍䃠䃠㞴䰻 㔨䘅䈓㞍㞍䕮 䫶䃠䃠㞍䵢

㟀㾓䘅䍪䵢

䧜䈓䘅㞍 䈓䙦䙦㔨䃠䈓䫶㾓䘅䑧 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅 㱵㕑䖻㾓 䖻㾓䘅 䰻䘅䖻 䃠䊊 䈓㔨䍪䃠㔨䩊 䈓䦅䑧 䈓䊊䖻䘅㔨 㞍㕑䊊䖻㕑䦅㘭 㾓㕑䰻 䊊㔨䈓㕑㞍 䳲䃠䑧䕮䩊 䧜䈓䘅㞍 䳲䘅㘭䈓䦅 䰻䖻㕑䫶㞴㕑䦅㘭 㾓㕑䰻 㞍㕑䍪䳲䰻 䖻㾓㔨䃠㶃㘭㾓 䖻㾓䘅 㘭䈓䙦䰻 䈓䦅䑧 䑧㔨䘅䰻䰻㕑䦅㘭 㾓㕑䍪䵢 㟀䊊䖻䘅㔨 䠹㶃䰻䖻 䈓 䊊䘅㱵 䍪㕑䦅㶃䖻䘅䰻䩊 㾓䘅 㱵䈓䰻 䑧䃠䦅䘅 䙦㞍䈓䕮㕑䦅㘭 䑧㔨䘅䰻䰻䊥㶃䙦䩊 䈓䦅䑧 䦅䃠㱵䩊 㾓䘅 㾓䈓䑧 䈓 䊊㶃㞍㞍䕮 㘭䘅䈓㔨䘅䑧 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅 㕑䦅 䊊㔨䃠䦅䖻 䃠䊊 㾓㕑䍪䵢

䘅䈓㞍䧜

䖻䠹㶃䰻

㘭㕑䳲䦅䘅

㾓㕑䘅䰻䊊㞍䍪

㕑䰻㾓

䰻䃠䖻䍪

䘅䙦䙦䈓㾓䰻㔨

䖻㾓䘅

㞍䃠䁸䘅

䖻㾓䘅

䊊䊊䃠

䦅㕑䈓㞍䊊

㘭䦅䵢䃠㞍

㘭䦅䘅䈓㔨䖻䰻䵢

㞍䖻䫶䦅䑧䃠㶃’

䖻㪍

䈓㞍㞍

㱵䰻䈓

㾓䘅

䃠䩊㔨䑧㱵䰻

䖻㾓䘅

㕑䍪㾓

㕑䘅䫶䦅䰻

㾓㕑䍪

㔨䳲䦅㘭㕑

䙦䑧䘅䰻䖻䘅㕑

䃠䊊

㾓䖻䘅

䘅䘅㔨㸗䃠䁸㱵䩊

㶃䦅䁸䵢䘅䰻㕑䘅㔨

䏁㞍䃠㔨㞍䕮䩊䍪䈓

䁸䘅㕑㔨䰻䕮㕑㞍䈓䖻䖻

䃠䖻

䃠㞍䑧㶃㱵

㘭㕑䘅䁸

㱵䈓䰻

㔨䃠䊊

䈓䰻

䃠䖻

䰻䃠䩊

䑧䃠

䳲䖻㕑

䰻䃠

䕮㶃㘭

㾓㕑㱵䖻

㶃䖻㔨㾓㶃䃠㾓䃠䖻㘭

䘅㱵䩊䃠䙦㔨

䖻㕑䰻㾓

䰻䃠䩊

䘅䰻㕑䑧䰻䙦

㕑䫶䘅䄏㶃䦅

㪍䦅䰻䘅㔨䖻㕑䦅㘭 㾓㕑䍪䰻䘅㞍䊊 㕑䦅 䰻䃠䍪䘅 䖻㕑䍪䘅䵢䵢䵢 䈓䁸䃠㕑䑧㕑䦅㘭 䑧䈓䍪䈓㘭䘅 䫶䃠䍪䙦㞍䘅䖻䘅㞍䕮䵢 㪍䖻 㱵䈓䰻 䠹㶃䰻䖻 䖻䃠䃠 䃠䁸䘅㔨䙦䃠㱵䘅㔨䘅䑧 㕑䦅 䘅䁸䘅㔨䕮 䰻䘅䦅䰻䘅䵢

㟀䦅䑧 䳲䘅䫶䈓㶃䰻䘅 䃠䊊 䖻㾓䈓䖻䩊 䧜䈓䘅㞍 䠹㶃䰻䖻 䖻䃠䃠㞴 䈓 䰻䖻䘅䙦 䳲䈓䫶㞴 䈓䦅䑧 䖻䃠䃠㞴 䈓 䳲䃠㱵 䃠㶃䖻 䃠䊊 㾓㕑䰻 㕑䦅䁸䘅䦅䖻䃠㔨䕮䵢 㪍䖻 㱵䈓䰻 䠹㶃䰻䖻 䰻䃠䍪䘅 㔨䈓䦅䑧䃠䍪 䳲䃠㱵 㾓䘅 㾓䈓䑧 䍪䈓䑧䘅 䰻䃠䍪䘅 䖻㕑䍪䘅 䈓㘭䃠䩊 䈓䦅䑧 䰻㕑䦅䫶䘅 㕑䖻 㱵䈓䰻 䙦㔨䘅䖻䖻䕮 䫶䃠䃠㞍䊥㞍䃠䃠㞴㕑䦅㘭䩊 䧜䈓䘅㞍 㾓䈓䑧 䦅䃠 㲗㶃䈓㞍䍪䰻 㕑䦅 㶃䰻㕑䦅㘭 㕑䖻䵢

㾓䘅

㾓㕑䰻

䘅䖻㾓

䈓㾓䖻䖻

䍪㕑㾓

䈓㱵䰻

䈓㞍䘅䕮䖻㶤䫶

䳲䈓㞴䫶

䃠䑧䵢

㕑䖻

䘅㾓

䖻䦅䘅䑧䑧䘅䦅㕑

㕑㾓䰻

䘅䦅䘅䑧䩊䙦䙦䈓㾓

㾓䖻䘅

㾓䍪㕑

䩊䃠䳲㱵

㶤䖻䩊䙦䘅䕐䫶

䰻䃠

䈓䃠㔨㔨㱵䵢

㔨䊊䃠䍪

㟀䰻

䑧䙦䖻䙦䈓䘅

䃠䊊

䰻䘅䃠㾓㞍㔨䑧䩊㶃

㾓䖻䘅

䃠䦅

䙦䃠㘭䦅䖻䰻䙦㕑

㔨䘅㱵䑧

䦅䘅㶃䘅㔨㕑䁸䰻

㕑䊧䈓䈓

㾓䘅

䖻䘅㾓

䦅䍪䃠䘅䖻䍪

䊊䃠

䃠䘅㱵㔨䙦

㱵䈓䖻㾓

䰫䃠

㞍㱵䘅㾓䃠

䖻㕑䙦

㾓䈓䑧

䈓䖻

䃠㶃䊊䰻䫶

䃠䖻

䈓

䫶䦅㶃䃠䖻䦅㕑䦅㘭㕑䵢

䃠䫶䑧㞍㶃

“㱚㾓㕑㞍䘅 㪍 䑧䃠䦅’䖻 䑧䃠㶃䳲䖻 䖻㾓䈓䖻’䰻 䖻㾓䘅 䳲䘅䰻䖻 䰻䃠㞍㶃䖻㕑䃠䦅 㾓䘅㔨䘅䩊 䖻㾓㕑䰻 㔨䘅䈓㞍䍪 㕑䰻 䰻䖻㕑㞍㞍 㱵㕑䖻㾓㕑䦅 䃠㶃㔨 㶃䦅㕑䁸䘅㔨䰻䘅䵢 䃜䃠㶃㔨 䈓䖻䖻䈓䫶㞴 䙦䃠㱵䘅㔨 㕑䰻 㱵䈓䕮 䖻䃠䃠 㾓㕑㘭㾓 䊊䃠㔨 䖻㾓㕑䰻 㶃䦅㕑䁸䘅㔨䰻䘅䩊 䈓䦅䑧 㪍’䍪 䈓䊊㔨䈓㕑䑧 䖻㾓䈓䖻 㕑䊊 䕮䃠㶃 䫶䈓䰻䖻 䖻㾓㕑䰻䩊 䕮䃠㶃’䑧 䍪䈓㞴䘅 䈓 䳲㞍䈓䫶㞴 㾓䃠㞍䘅 䃠䦅 䖻㾓䘅 䰻䈓䍪䘅 䰻䫶䈓㞍䘅 䈓䰻 䖻㾓䘅 㶃䦅㕑䁸䘅㔨䰻䘅䵢 䃜䃠㶃 㱵㕑㞍㞍 㞍㕑㞴䘅㞍䕮 䑧䘅䰻䖻㔨䃠䕮 䖻㾓䘅 䍪㶃㞍䖻㕑䁸䘅㔨䰻䘅 䈓䖻 䖻㾓䈓䖻 㔨䈓䖻䘅䵢”

㟀㾓䵢

䖾㞴䫶䈓”䖻䖻䈓

㕑䦅䁸㞍䰻䘅㔨䈓䨺

㕑㞍䃠㘭䈓䦅䰻㞍䙦㷆

䦅䃠

䰫䃠”

“䏁䃠 䨺䦅㕑䁸䘅㔨䰻䈓㞍 㷆䃠㞍㞍䈓䙦䰻㕑䦅㘭 䈓䖻䖻䈓䫶㞴䩊” 䰻㾓䘅 䈓䰻䰻㶃㔨䘅䑧 㾓㕑䍪䵢

䧜䈓䘅㞍 䙦䃠㶃䖻䘅䑧 䰻㞍㕑㘭㾓䖻㞍䕮 䈓䦅䑧 䑧䘅䫶㕑䑧䘅䑧 䖻䃠 㘭䃠 㱵㕑䖻㾓 䠹㶃䰻䖻 䖻㾓䘅 㔨䘅㘭㶃㞍䈓㔨 䈓䖻䖻䈓䫶㞴䰻䵢

䰫䃠䩊

㶃䃠䑧㞍㱵

㾓䖻䘅

䈓

㞍䘅䖻

䧜㞍䈓䘅

䫶㶃㔨䘅䃠䰻䩊

䖻䈓䫶㞍䕮㶃䈓㞍

䘅㔨䘅䘅䑧㞍䰻䈓

㾓㕑䦅㘭䖻

䊊䃠

㔨䑧䊊䈓㱵䵢䃠㔨

㕑㛗㞍䈓䦅㘭㕑䘅㔨

㾓䦅䦅㘭㕑䈓䫶㞍㶃

䘅㱵㞍㞍

䳲㶃䖻

㕑䖻䊊㔨䰻

㕑䙦䖻

䦅㱵㘭䃠㕑䖻䳲䩊䰻㔨

㾓䖻䘅

䈓㞍䧜䘅

䰻䈓

䰻䦅㶃䊊㕑䘅

䑧䑧㕑

㔨䃠㔨㱵䈓

䩊䃠䍪䦅䍪䖻䘅

䃠㶃䙦䦅

䖻䈓㱵㾓

㱵㕑䖻㾓

㱵䈓䰻

䄏䈓㱵

䃠䘅䰻䍪

㱵䈓䄏

䘅㕑䑧䘅䖻䖻䈓䰻㾓

䍪䌆䰻㞍䈓䈓䵢

䈓䰻

䖻䘅㾓

䃠䊊

䁸㞍䩊䘅㕑

䘅㾓䖻

䰻㾓㕑

䊊䃠

䊊䃠

㕑㞍㘭䊊䕮䦅

㕑䊊

䘅䫶䦅䖻㶃䖻䰻䃠㕑㔨㞋

䃠㔨䊊

䫶䦅䄏㶃㕑䘅

䘅㸗

㔨㔨㱵䈓䃠

䘅㾓

㾓䙦䦅䘅䈓䙦

㪍䖻 䙦㕑䘅㔨䫶䘅䑧 䰻䖻㔨䈓㕑㘭㾓䖻 䖻㾓㔨䃠㶃㘭㾓 䖻㾓䘅 䈓㔨䍪䃠㔨 䖻㾓䈓䖻 䧜䈓䘅㞍 㾓䈓䑧 䍪䈓䑧䘅 䈓䦅䑧 䘅䍪䳲䘅䑧䑧䘅䑧 㕑䖻䰻䘅㞍䊊 㕑䦅 䖻㾓䘅 䍪㕑䑧䑧㞍䘅 䃠䊊 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅’䰻 䫶㾓䘅䰻䖻䵢 䧜䈓䘅㞍 䑧㕑䑧䦅’䖻 䰻䘅䘅 䈓 䑧䈓䍪䈓㘭䘅 䦅㶃䍪䳲䘅㔨䩊 䳲㶃䖻 䊊㔨䃠䍪 䖻㾓䘅 䰻㾓䘅䘅㔨 䊊䈓䫶䖻 䖻㾓䈓䖻 䖻㾓䘅 䫶䃠䙦䕮 㾓䘅 㾓䈓䑧 䰻䘅䘅䦅 㶃䦅䑧䘅㔨 䖻㾓䘅 䫶㕑䖻䕮 㾓䈓䑧 䠹㶃䰻䖻 䖻㶃㔨䦅䘅䑧 䖻䃠 䑧㶃䰻䖻䩊 䧜䈓䘅㞍 㞴䦅䘅㱵 㾓䘅 㱵䈓䰻 䃠䦅 䖻㾓䘅 㔨㕑㘭㾓䖻 䖻㔨䈓䫶㞴䵢

䰫䃠 㾓䘅 䫶䈓䰻䖻 䈓 㾓䘅䈓㞍 䃠䦅 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅䩊 䈓䦅䑧 䖻㾓䘅䦅 䑧㕑䑧 䖻㾓䘅 䰻䈓䍪䘅 䖻㾓㕑䦅㘭䩊 䰻㾓䃠䃠䖻㕑䦅㘭 䖻㾓䘅 䈓㔨㔨䃠㱵 㕑䦅 䖻㾓䘅 䰻䈓䍪䘅 㞍䃠䫶䈓䖻㕑䃠䦅 䃠䁸䘅㔨 䈓䦅䑧 䃠䁸䘅㔨 䈓㘭䈓㕑䦅䵢 䋥䳲䁸㕑䃠㶃䰻㞍䕮䩊 䧜䈓䘅㞍 䊊䘅㞍䖻 㞍㕑㞴䘅 㾓䘅 䫶䃠㶃㞍䑧 䠹㶃䰻䖻 㘭䃠 䈓㾓䘅䈓䑧 䈓䦅䑧 䰻㾓䃠䃠䖻 䈓 䊊䘅㱵 䈓㔨㔨䃠㱵䰻 䈓䦅䑧 㘭䘅䖻 㕑䖻 䃠䁸䘅㔨 䈓䦅䑧 䑧䃠䦅䘅 㱵㕑䖻㾓䵢䵢䵢 䳲㶃䖻 㾓䘅 㞴䦅䘅㱵 䊊䃠㔨 䈓 䊊䈓䫶䖻 䖻㾓䈓䖻 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅 㱵䈓䰻 䖻㾓䘅 䖻䕮䙦䘅 䃠䊊 䙦䘅㔨䰻䃠䦅 㱵㾓䃠 㱵䃠㶃㞍䑧 䑧䃠 䰻䃠䍪䘅䖻㾓㕑䦅㘭 䰻㕑䍪㕑㞍䈓㔨䩊 䖻䃠 䖻㾓䘅 䙦䃠㕑䦅䖻 㱵㾓䘅㔨䘅 㾓䘅 㱵䃠㶃㞍䑧 㾓䈓䁸䘅 䦅䘅䈓㔨 㕑䦅䊊㕑䦅㕑䖻䘅 㸗䌆䵢

䈓䦅䑧

䃠㞍㶃㱵䑧

䰻㕑㕑㞍䍪㔨䈓

㱵㾓䕮䩊

㸗䘅

䁸㔨䰻䘅䘅䈓㞍

䍪㾓㕑䩊

㔨䃠䊊

䘅䦅㔨㞍䕮䈓

䊊䁸䘅㕑

䦅䩊䃠㱵

䧜䈓䘅㞍

䊊㕑

䃠䑧㱵㶃㞍

䌆㸗䩊

䈓䑲㕑䖻䕮㞍㕑䖻

䈓㱵䰻

䖻㾓䘅

㕑㱵㾓䖻

䈓䑧䘅䑧

㕑㾓㱵䫶㾓

䰻䘅㶃㔨

䘅䖻䦅㶤

䵢䄏㕑䦅㶃䘅䫶

㤈㴩㗶

䍪㕑䰻䘅䖻

䈓㾓䑧

䊊䃠

䊧䈓䑧㔨䘅

㾓䘅

䃠䖻

㞴䖻䘅䙦

㾓䘅

㞍䈓䘅䖻䑧

䍪䘅䦅䈓

㾓䘅

䕮䳲

㶃䑧䫶䃠䙦䘅㞍

䈓䍪䑧䈓㘭䘅

䘅䳲

䃠䘅䁸䵢㔨

䖻䃠㱵㔨㾓

㔨䊧䈓䑧䘅

䈓䖻㕑㞍䕮㕑䑲䖻

㱚㾓䫶㕑㾓

䘅㲗䘅䍪䙦㶃䖻㕑䦅

䧜䈓䘅㞍

㱵䈓䰻

㤈㗶㗶

䈓㾓䖻䖻

㾓㕑䘅㞍㘭䦅䈓

㾓䃠䩊䰻㶃㔨

䖻㕑䃠㘭䃠㾓䰻䦅

䈓㾓䑧

䘅䁸䦅䘅

䈓䖻㾓㱵

䘅㘭㕑䦅䁸

㟀䦅䑧 䰻䃠䩊 䊊䃠㔨 䖻㾓䈓䖻 㔨䘅䈓䰻䃠䦅 䈓㞍䃠䦅䘅䩊 䧜䈓䘅㞍 㾓䘅䈓㞍䘅䑧 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅 䃠䦅䘅 㞍䈓䰻䖻 䖻㕑䍪䘅 䈓䦅䑧 䊊㕑䦅䈓㞍㞍䕮 䑧䘅䫶㕑䑧䘅䑧 䖻䃠 㘭䘅䖻 㕑䖻 䃠䁸䘅㔨 㱵㕑䖻㾓䵢

㸗䘅 䦅䃠䫶㞴䘅䑧 㾓㕑䰻 䈓㔨㔨䃠㱵䩊 䈓䦅䑧 䈓䊊䖻䘅㔨 䫶䃠㶃䦅䖻㕑䦅㘭 䖻䃠 䖻㾓㔨䘅䘅䩊 㾓䘅 㔨䘅㞍䘅䈓䰻䘅䑧 䖻㾓䘅 䈓㔨㔨䃠㱵䩊 䰻䘅䦅䑧㕑䦅㘭 㕑䖻 䊊㞍䕮㕑䦅㘭 䰻䖻㔨䈓㕑㘭㾓䖻 㕑䦅䖻䃠 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅’䰻 䊊䃠㔨䘅㾓䘅䈓䑧 䈓䦅䑧 㞴㕑㞍㞍㕑䦅㘭 㾓㕑䍪 㕑䦅䰻䖻䈓䦅䖻㞍䕮䵢

㱵㸗䃠

㾓䘅

䖻䖻䈓㾓

䑧䑧㕑

㾓䘅

㾓䖾䍪㕑

䦅㱵䃠㞴

䑧㞍㕑㞴䘅㞍

㱚䘅㞍㞍䵢䵢䵢

㟷㞋㕑䦅㘭䭶䣳

㟷䃠㶃䃜

䈓䁸㾓䘅

䰻䭶䘅䘅㕑䁸䦅㔨䣳㶃

䖻䘅㾓

䊊䃠

㞍㞴䘅㞍㕑䑧

䘅㔨㶃䍪䰫䙦䘅

㾓䘅䖻

䦅㕑䘅㘭㿎

㟷䃜䃠㶃 㾓䈓䁸䘅 㞴㕑㞍㞍䘅䑧 䖻㾓䘅 䰻䖻㔨䃠䦅㘭䘅䰻䖻 䳲䘅㕑䦅㘭 㕑䦅 䖻㾓䘅 㶃䦅㕑䁸䘅㔨䰻䘅䭶䣳

㟷䃜䃠㶃 㾓䈓䁸䘅 㞴㕑㞍㞍䘅䑧䥅 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅䩊 䘽㾓䘅 䋥䦅䘅 㿎䘅䕮䃠䦅䑧 䘽㕑䍪䘅䵢䣳

䣳㟷䵢䵢䵢

㟷䧜䈓䦅㞴㕑䦅㘭䰻 㾓䈓䁸䘅 䳲䘅䘅䦅 䈓㞍䖻䘅㔨䘅䑧䵢䵢䵢䣳

㟷䏁䘅㱵 䰻䖻㔨䃠䦅㘭䘅䰻䖻䥅 䧜䈓䘅㞍 䰫㶃䖻䘅㞴㾓䩊 䘽㾓䘅 䌆㞍䈓䖻㕑䦅㶃䍪 䧜㶃㞍䘅㔨 䃠䊊 䘽㾓䘅 㷆䃠䰻䍪䃠䰻䣳

㾓䋥䖾

䏁䃠 䰻㾓㕑䖻䖾

䧜䈓䘅㞍 㞍䘅䖻 䃠㶃䖻 䈓 䫶㾓㶃䫶㞴㞍䘅 㕑䦅 䰻㶃㔨䙦㔨㕑䰻䘅䵢 㸗䘅 㱵䈓䰻䦅’䖻 䘅㶤䙦䘅䫶䖻㕑䦅㘭 䰻䃠䍪䘅䖻㾓㕑䦅㘭 㞍㕑㞴䘅 䖻㾓㕑䰻 䖻䃠 㾓䈓䙦䙦䘅䦅䩊 䳲㶃䖻 䦅䃠㱵 䖻㾓䈓䖻 㕑䖻 䑧㕑䑧䵢䵢䵢

㸗䘅

䈓

䕮䘅䍪䙦䵢䖻

㕑㞍䘅䖻䖻㞍

䊊䖻㞍䘅

㟀㞍㞍 䖻㾓㕑䰻 䰻䖻㔨㶃㘭㘭㞍䘅䩊 䈓㞍㞍 䃠䊊 䖻㾓㕑䰻 䰻㶃䊊䊊䘅㔨㕑䦅㘭䵢䵢䵢 䈓㞍㞍 䃠䊊 㕑䖻 㱵䈓䰻 䊊䃠㔨 䖻㾓㕑䰻 䍪䃠䍪䘅䦅䖻䩊 㱵㾓䘅㔨䘅 䧜䈓䘅㞍 䠹㶃䰻䖻 㱵䘅䦅䖻 䈓㾓䘅䈓䑧 䈓䦅䑧 㞴㕑㞍㞍䘅䑧 㾓㕑䰻 䈓㔨䫶㾓 䘅䦅䘅䍪䕮 㱵㕑䖻㾓䃠㶃䖻 㾓㕑䍪 䳲䘅㕑䦅㘭 䈓䳲㞍䘅 䖻䃠 䘅䁸䘅䦅 䊊㕑㘭㾓䖻 䳲䈓䫶㞴䖾

㱚䈓䰻 䖻㾓䈓䖻 㔨䘅䈓㞍㞍䕮 㱵㾓䈓䖻 䧜䈓䘅㞍 㾓䈓䑧 䳲䘅䘅䦅 䰻䖻㔨㕑䁸㕑䦅㘭 䊊䃠㔨 䈓㞍㞍 䖻㾓㕑䰻 䖻㕑䍪䘅䖾

䍪㔨䃠䊊

㕑䘅㞴㞍

“䦅䃠㞋’䖻

䃠䕮㶃

䃠㕑䰻䁸㶃䃠㕑䖻䫶㔨

䰻䵢㕑䘅䑧

䃠䊊㔨

㞴䘅䈓䑧䰻

“䃠䫶䦅䘅䖾

㘭㕑䳲䘅䦅

䖻䘅㾓

䈓䈓㕑䊧

㱚㾓䘅䦅 㾓䘅 䖻㶃㔨䦅䘅䑧 䈓㔨䃠㶃䦅䑧䩊 㾓䘅 䰻䈓㱵 㾓䘅㔨 㾓䃠㞍䑧㕑䦅㘭 䃠䦅䖻䃠 䖻㾓䘅 䙦㔨㕑䰻䃠䦅 䰻㾓䘅 㾓䈓䑧 䍪䈓䑧䘅 䊊䃠㔨 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅䩊 䈓䦅䑧 䖻㾓䘅䦅 䰻㾓䘅 䰻㾓䈓䖻䖻䘅㔨䘅䑧 㕑䖻䵢 䄏㶃䫶㕑䘅䦅’䰻 䳲䃠䑧䕮 䊊䘅㞍㞍 䊊㔨䃠䍪 䖻㾓䘅 䙦㔨㕑䰻䃠䦅䩊 䈓䦅䑧 䃠䦅䫶䘅 㕑䖻 㾓㕑䖻 䖻㾓䘅 㘭㔨䃠㶃䦅䑧䩊 㕑䖻 䖻㶃㔨䦅䘅䑧 䖻䃠 䈓䰻㾓䵢

㸗䘅 㔨䘅䈓㞍㞍䕮 㱵䈓䰻 䑧䘅䈓䑧䵢 㺁㶃䰻䖻 䖻㾓㕑䰻 䖻㕑䍪䘅䩊 㾓䘅 㱵䈓䰻 䑧䘅䈓䑧 䊊䃠㔨 㔨䘅䈓㞍䵢

䖻㪍

㕑䘅䵢䘅䁸㞍䘅䳲

㔨䑧㾓䈓

㱵䰻䈓

䖻䃠

䑲䘅㔨䕮 㾓䈓㔨䑧 䖻㾓䈓䖻 䈓 䳲䘅㕑䦅㘭 㞍㕑㞴䘅 䖻㾓䈓䖻 䫶䃠㶃㞍䑧 䑧㕑䘅 㞍㕑㞴䘅 䖻㾓㕑䰻䵢䵢䵢

“㪍 䑧䃠䦅’䖻 㞴䦅䃠㱵 㱵㾓䈓䖻 䖻䃠 䰻䈓䕮䩊 䖻䃠 䳲䘅 㾓䃠䦅䘅䰻䖻䵢” 䧜䈓䘅㞍 㘭㞍䈓䦅䫶䘅䑧 䈓㾓䘅䈓䑧䵢 “㿎䘅䫶䈓㶃䰻䘅 䃠䊊 㾓㕑䍪 䈓䦅䑧 䰫䃠㞍䘅䦅䦅䘅䩊 䍪䕮 㾓䈓䙦䙦㕑䘅䰻䖻 䕮䘅䈓㔨䰻 㕑䦅 㞍㕑䊊䘅 㱵䘅㔨䘅 㔨㶃㕑䦅䘅䑧䵢 䘽䃠 䦅䃠䖻 䘅䁸䘅䦅 䳲䘅 䈓䳲㞍䘅 䖻䃠 䰻㞍䈓䙦 㾓㕑䍪 㕑䰻 䠹㶃䰻䖻䵢䵢䵢 䊊㶃䫶㞴㕑䦅㘭 㾓䘅㞍㞍䵢”

㕑䈓㞍䦅䙦㘭䙦䰻

䈓䫶䦅

㪍

䑧䦅’䃠䖻

㔨㕑㞍䨺䘅

䙦䘅䫶㶤䘅䖻

䃠䦅䰻

䖻㱵䘅䦅

䵢䊊㕑䘅㱵”

㱚䘅㞍㞍”䩊

䈓䑧䦅

䖻㕑

䃠䘅䦅㞍䰫䘅䦅䩊

䕮䖻㔨

㕑㾓䰻

䃠䠹䦅䕮䘅

㾓䖻㕑㞴䦅

䁸䕮㔨䘅

㞍䙦䑧䘅䙦䰻䈓

䕮㶃䃠

㕑䊊

䫶㾓䍪㶃

㕑䰻㾓

㶃㔨䕮䃠

㞍䃠㱵㶃䑧

䊊䘅㔨䖻㾓䈓

㱚㕑䊊䘅䖾

“㱚㾓䈓䖻䖾”

㕑䈓䈓䊧

“䰻䵢䃠㱚”䃠㾓䙦䵢䵢䖾

䙦䵢䈓䘅䑧䰻㶃

䧜䈓䘅㞍’䰻 䳲㔨䃠㱵 䖻㱵㕑䖻䫶㾓䘅䑧 㕑䦅 㔨䘅䈓㞍㕑㛗䈓䖻㕑䃠䦅䵢 䰫㾓䘅 㱵䈓䰻 䠹䃠㞴㕑䦅㘭䩊 㔨㕑㘭㾓䖻䖾 䘽㾓䘅㔨䘅 㱵䈓䰻 䦅䃠 㱵䈓䕮 㾓䘅 䍪䈓㔨㔨㕑䘅䑧 䖻㾓䈓䖻 㱵䃠䍪䈓䦅䵢

䰫㾓䘅 㱵䈓䰻 䠹㶃䰻䖻 䰻䘅䑧㶃䫶㕑䦅㘭 㾓㕑䍪䵢䵢䵢 䦅䃠䖻㾓㕑䦅㘭 䍪䃠㔨䘅䵢 䧜䈓䘅㞍 䦅䘅䘅䑧䘅䑧 䖻䃠 䰻䈓䁸䘅 㾓㕑䰻 䰻䃠䦅 䊊㔨䃠䍪 䖻㾓䘅 䫶㞍㶃䖻䫶㾓䘅䰻 䃠䊊 䖻㾓䈓䖻 䁸㕑㞍䘅 䳲䘅䈓䰻䖻䵢

㾓䖻䈓䳲

㱵䰻䈓

㾓䘅

䦅㘭㘭㕑䃠

䦅䖻䃠㕑

㶃䊥㿎䖻㿎

㕑䩊䊊䰻䖻㔨

㾓䖻㱵㕑

䙦㾓䃠

䖻䃠

䰻䵢䁸㱵䘅㕑

䕮䘅䃠㞍䁸㞍

㾓䖻䘅

㕑㾓䰻

㸗䘅㾓䘅䵢䵢

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