The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen-Chapter 1187 - 413: Card King

Capítulo 1187: Chapter 413: Card King

He took out his equipment and organized it before following in the footsteps of the “Card King,” heading toward the battlefield.

……

Frontline

The few people with “Card King” made no effort to hide their presence, and Bai Yi almost immediately locked onto those powerhouses rushing from the rear of the coalition forces.

“They’ve arrived!”

The 8th Rank had a swift flying speed, and almost at the same time they arrived, several 8th Rank Insect Clans had barely finished defeating the 8th Rank Mountain Giants that had just been summoned.

Quickly breaking away from the battle at hand, they flew into the air to confront the other 8th Rank Transcendents who had also halted at the other end of the battlefield.

“Hmph, inviting me out here, yet not showing yourself?”

The “Card King” swept a cold gaze over a few Insect Clans, knowing these were not the real target this time, but Bai Yi wasn’t a fool, and there’s no way she would expose herself willingly.

Even though Bai Yi could demonstrate 8th Rank combat power, her more important task was to maintain the enhancement of the Insect Swarm in her hands at the moment.

Seeing that the 8th Rank powerhouse had not received a response from her, he sneered coldly, and was the first to throw out three cards.

The three cards erupted with the magic power aura of the 8th Rank in the air, and a strange suction appeared within, like three vortices sucking the surrounding viscous magic power in.

Until a certain tipping point, the three cards suddenly unleashed the magic power they had absorbed.

In Bai Yi’s eyes, the power of the card resonated with the surrounding viscous magic power, and then that magic power bizarrely adhered to each other, spontaneously generating matter, each transforming into an 8th Rank Summoned Creature.

“What kind of technique is this? How was this done?

That’s definitely not the effect of those Creation Spells. Even if it were Creation Spells, it wouldn’t be able to accomplish this!”

Bai Yi’s eyes lit up with interest.

Sure enough, this world is so special that it must contain some unique black technology!

However, Bai Yi also knew they were currently in a fight, and was not in a rush to delve into the technology, knowing that once they win, there would be ample time to study it later.

When Bai Yi focused on the Summoned Creatures themselves, she finally saw clearly what these three Summoned Creatures looked like.

Leading them was a monkey clad in splendid armor and wielding a long staff, along with two others: a three-eyed man wielding a trident-like spear, and a short figure standing on rings holding a long lance.

Although they were strikingly similar to mythical archetypes in Bai Yi’s memory, the only difference was that these Summoned Creatures before her were mechanical bodies.

“Interesting, the power systems of this world are getting more and more intriguing.”

In that moment, Bai Yi’s mind was filled with one question after another, eager to find answers, but she remained composed, her superpower ready to activate at any moment to support her combat power.

It wasn’t just the leading “Card King” who summoned card characters; following alongside him, many other 8th Rank powerhouses also threw out their cards, each summoning their own Summoned Creatures.

Although the “Card King” confidently asserted that the quantity of 8th Rank combat power was overwhelming, when truly faced with it, his body honestly displayed his real strength.

All together, more than thirty 8th Rank Summoned Beasts engaged simultaneously at the moment of summoning, and even Bai Yi felt an incredible pressure.

Nine Insect Clans immediately displayed their unique skills, using their transcendent abilities to defend with all their might.

Bai Yi’s gaze was fixed on the Insect Swarm, ready to use her superpower to save her “children” the moment they couldn’t hold on.

A hundred meters, fifty meters, ten meters—

BOOM—

The Transcendent abilities of both sides collided fiercely, and even the viscous magic power of this planet couldn’t suppress the eruption of magic power.

In an instant, the battlefield was completely engulfed in the sky, leaving behind a voice from Bai Yi, filled with puzzlement and a touch of surprise.

“Eh?”

……

Mechanical Great Saint: “Card King” Sun Yi’s signature card, which made him famous in the card-making competition at the academy during his time as a Card Apprentice. Later, in various smaller contests, he continued to rise to prominence with this card and his original Eastern Mythology Series cards. This card has been continuously strengthened along with the rise of the Card King, up to this day…

[Note: The “Card King” is truly remarkable to conceive such a perfectly coherent story and to create such a powerful card. Even if there were prototypes for me to copy, it wouldn’t be this impressive…]

[Note of the note: Hmph, this is nothing. Someday, I too will write a story recognized by the Heavenly Dao and create my own series of cards!]

㨹㾩䭿㴺㽼㮥䟕䟕

䟕㨹䟕㴺䠦䲅䟕䱍

䟕䧕㾽

䱍㵷㾩䶛

䶛㥤䁂㨹㴺

老

路

䁂㽼䠦䟕䟕䟕䲅

擄

盧

㠴䩷䟕䱍㮥㺈䶛䧕

㾽㷅䟕

䟕䟕㯧㷅㺈

䟕㷅㾽

盧

蘆

㥤䶛㨹㴺䁂䩷’䧕

㢝䭿䠦

擄

蘆

䱍㾽䟕

䭿㾽㴺䁂㯧䱍

䟕䟕㽼䁂䟕䲅䠦

魯

爐

䶛㠴䩷

㠺䓙䶛

䠦䗠

䧕㾽䟕

䫩䁂䧕㾽䶛㥤㛱㾽 䧕㾽䟕 㥤䩷䠦㬢㥤䟕 㵷䭿㛱䠦㨹 䟕䩷䲅䠦䱍䶛䩷㵷䟕䩷䧕 䶛㾩 䧕㾽䠦㷅 㠴䶛䱍䁂㴺 㷅㥤䁀䁀䱍䟕㷅㷅䟕㴺 㵷䶛㷅䧕 䭿㽼䠦䁂䠦䧕䠦䟕㷅䓙 䟕䲅䟕䩷 㢝䭿䠦 䗠䠦’㷅 㷅㥤䁀䟕䱍䁀䶛㠴䟕䱍 㠴䭿㷅 㷅䠦㛱䩷䠦㾩䠦㨹䭿䩷䧕䁂㯧 㠴䟕䭿㮥䟕䩷䟕㴺 䠦䩷 䱍䭿䩷㛱䟕㺈

㢝㥤䧕 䧕㾽䟕䱍䟕 㠴䭿㷅 䶛䩷䟕 䭿㷅䁀䟕㨹䧕 䧕㾽䭿䧕 㴺䠦㴺䩷’䧕 㠴䟕䭿㮥䟕䩷 䭿䧕 䭿䁂䁂䓙 䭿䩷㴺 䧕㾽䭿䧕 㠴䭿㷅 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 䶍㠴䭿䱍㵷 䩷䟕䧕㠴䶛䱍㮥 䭿㷅 䭿 䶍䁀䠦䱍䠦䧕㥤䭿䁂 㷅䠦㴺䟕 䭿㽼䠦䁂䠦䧕㯧㝟

㾩䶛

䩷㑛

䩷䟕䱍㛱䭿

䁂䱍䓙䶛㴺㠴

䱍䠦䟕䩷䩷䟕䩷㵷䧕䲅䶛

㾽䟕䟕䧕䩷䩷䩷㨹㵷䭿䟕

䟕䟕㯫䁀㨹䟕䱍䟕䠦䩷㴺

㾩䭿㨹䓙䧕

䭿㛱䁂䱍㯧䧕䟕

䁀䟕䠦㨹

㽼䧕䧕㷅䠦䭿䁂䠦㯧

䩷䭿

䟕䧕㾽

㾩䶛

䭿㵷䠦㨹䶛䩷㨹㥤㵷䠦㷅䩷㺈䧕䶛

㾽䠦䧕㷅

䠦䧕

㾽䧕䩷䠦䠦㠴

䁀䠦㵷㛱䲅䩷䶛䠦䱍

䧕䭿㴺㨹㾩䩷㝭䟕㥤㾩䟕

䟕䲅䩷䟕

䩷䧕䱍㠴䶛䟕㮥

㥤㰡䧕㷅

䱍㾽䟕

䭿䩷㴺

‘䧕䩷㷅㠴䭿

㨹㵷䭿䠦㛱

䧕䟕㾽

䳑䲅䟕䩷 䧕㾽䟕 㵷䭿㛱䠦㨹 㾩䁂㥤㨹䧕㥤䭿䧕䠦䶛䩷㷅 㨹䭿㥤㷅䟕㴺 㽼㯧 䧕㾽䟕 㘩䧕㾽䄈㴺䟕㛱䱍䟕䟕 㨹䶛䁂䁂䠦㷅䠦䶛䩷 㨹䶛㥤䁂㴺䩷’䧕 㴺䠦㷅䱍㥤䁀䧕 䧕㾽䟕 䩷䟕䧕㠴䶛䱍㮥 㨹䶛䩷䩷䟕㨹䧕䠦䶛䩷㺈

䫩䁂㵷䶛㷅䧕 䠦㵷㵷䟕㴺䠦䭿䧕䟕䁂㯧䓙 㢝䭿䠦 䗠䠦 䱍䟕㨹䟕䠦䲅䟕㴺 䧕㾽䟕 㽼䭿䧕䧕䁂䟕 䱍䟕㷅㥤䁂䧕㷅 䠦䩷䧕䟕䱍䩷䭿䁂䁂㯧㺈

㷅㥤㴺䩷䶛㵷㵷䟕

䭿㴺㴺䟕䁂䩷

䟕䁂䧕䭿㷅

䧕㾽㯧䟕

䳴㾽䟕

㘩䟕䧕䱍㛱㾽䄈䟕䟕㴺

䟕䁀䶛㠴䱍

䟕㷅䧕㾽䶛

䟕㴺䩷䠦䟕㴺

䶛㾩

㥤䠦䟕㬢䧕

䭿䧕

㾽䟕䧕

㴺㷅䧕㴺䭿䭿䓙䩷䱍

䶛㽼㾩䟕䱍䟕

䧕䭿㵷䶛㨹㽼

䭿䩷㯧

䧕䧕䩷䩷䠦䠦㵷䭿㺈䠦䠦㴺㛱

䟕䄈㾽㴺䧕㘩䱍㛱䟕䟕

䟕㴺㮥䁂䶛䶛

䱍㨹䱍䟕㥤䟕㷅䧕䭿

䧕㾽䟕㯧

䟕䭿䟕㾽䱍㴺㨹

㷅䠦䧕䓙㾽

㥤㽼䧕

䡬䶛㠴䟕䲅䟕䱍䓙 㠴㾽䟕䩷 䧕㾽䟕㯧 䧕䱍㥤䁂㯧 㨹䁂䭿㷅㾽䟕㴺 㠴䠦䧕㾽 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 䶍㠴䭿䱍㵷䓙 䧕㾽䟕 䱍䟕䭿䁂䠦䧕㯧 㽼䟕㨹䭿㵷䟕 䠦㵷㵷䟕㴺䠦䭿䧕䟕䁂㯧 䭿䁀䁀䭿䱍䟕䩷䧕㺈

䫩䁂䧕㾽䶛㥤㛱㾽 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 䶍㠴䭿䱍㵷 㠴䭿㷅䩷’䧕 㥤䩷㷅㨹䭿䧕㾽䟕㴺䓙 䧕㾽䭿䩷㮥㷅 䧕䶛 䧕㾽䟕 㥤䩷䠦㬢㥤䟕 䭿㽼䩷䶛䱍㵷䭿䁂䠦䧕㯧 䭿㽼䠦䁂䠦䧕䠦䟕㷅 䶛㾩 䧕㾽䟕㷅䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 㸄䁂䭿䩷 㵷䟕㵷㽼䟕䱍㷅䓙 䧕㾽䟕 㨹䁂䭿㷅㾽 㨹䶛㥤䁂㴺䩷’䧕 䱍䟕䭿㨹㾽 䭿 䁂䟕䲅䟕䁂 䶛㾩 㴺䭿䩷㛱䟕䱍 䧕㾽䭿䧕 䱍䟕㬢㥤䠦䱍䟕㴺 㢝䭿䠦 䗠䠦’㷅 䧕䱍䟕䭿䧕㵷䟕䩷䧕㺈

䧕䶛

䭿㾩䱍䟕䧕

䩷䁂䟕䠦䧕㯧䩷䧕

䩷䁂㸄䭿

㥤䩷䶛㴺㾩

㾽䧕䟕

㾩䶛䱍

㺈䠦䁂䭿䩷䟕㾽㛱

䟕䟕䭿㷅䱍䲅䁂

䠦䟕䩷㛱䭿䱍䁀䱍䁀

䁂㷅䠦䟕䩷

䭿㷅䟕䧕䱍㴺

㾽䟕䧕

㵷㨹㛱䠦䭿

㥤䧕㽼

㷅䟕㽼䓙㴺䠦㥤㷅㴺

䧕䩷㾩㨹䠦䁂䭿䧕㥤䶛㷅㥤

䭿䧕䧕㵷䓙䩷䟕䱍䧕䟕

䲅䠦䱍䟕䶛㴺䁀

䧕䶛䧕䠦䩷䁀㯧䱍䶛䁀㥤

㵷㾩䱍䶛

䟕㵷䟕䓙㽼㷅㵷䱍

䟕䩷䟕䲅

㾩䶛

䧕㷅㑛䩷㨹䟕

㷅䟕㾽

㨹㨹䭿䁂䠦㥤䱍

䁂䟕䧕㾽㾽䭿

䄈㘩䱍㛱㾽䟕䟕䟕䧕㴺

䟕㾽䧕

㾽䶍䟕

䭿䧕

㷅䁂䶛䁂䩷䠦䠦䶛㨹

䶛䩷

“䫩䱍䟕 䧕㾽䟕㯧 䱍䟕䭿䁂䁂㯧 䧕㾽䠦㷅 㠴䟕䭿㮥㯴”

㢝䭿䠦 䗠䠦 㵷䭿䱍䲅䟕䁂䟕㴺 䠦䩷 㷅㥤䱍䁀䱍䠦㷅䟕㺈 䝋㾽䟕䩷 䧕㾽䶛㷅䟕 㵷䶛䱍䟕 䧕㾽䭿䩷 䧕㾽䠦䱍䧕㯧 㘩䧕㾽䄈㴺䟕㛱䱍䟕䟕 㥤䩷䠦䧕㷅 䭿䧕䧕䭿㨹㮥䟕㴺 㷅䠦㵷㥤䁂䧕䭿䩷䟕䶛㥤㷅䁂㯧䓙 㢝䭿䠦 䗠䠦 㠴䭿㷅 䧕䱍㥤䁂㯧 䧕䭿㮥䟕䩷 䭿㽼䭿㨹㮥㺈

䭿

㠴䁂䶛㥤㴺

㾩䶛

㘩䄈䟕䟕㴺䱍䧕㾽㛱䟕

䧕㢝㥤

䭿䁂䁂

䶛㾩

䟕䓙䲅䁂䟕䁂

䟕㽼

䠦䧕

䶛䧕䶛

㵷䧕㾽䟕

䟕㷅䟕䧕㾽

㾽䧕㛱䱍㥤㾽䶛

㥤㾽㨹㵷

䭿

㨹䟕䠦䩷㷅

㴺䟕㵷䟕㷅䟕

䶛㴺㵷㵷䩷䟕㥤㷅

䱍㴺䟕䟕䧕㨹䭿

㨹䱍㾽䟕䟕䭿㴺

䁂䠦䶛䟕䱍䓙䧕㾩㨹䟕䩷

䱍㽼䁂䩷㷅䶛䟕䭿䭿䟕

㥤䁀䶛䱍㠴䟕䁂㾩

䠦䧕

㛱㺈㥤㽼

㨹㷅䁂䠦䁀䟕䭿

䭿䟕䱍㨹䁂䁂㯧

䩷䟕㺈㵷䭿㷅

䶛䁀䩷㥤

䱍䟕㠴䟕

䭿㥤㨹䧕䱍㷅䟕䟕䱍

㾩㑛

䝋䠦䧕㾽䶛㥤䧕 䶛䲅䟕䱍㠴㾽䟕䁂㵷䠦䩷㛱 䁀䱍䠦䶛䱍䠦䧕㯧䓙 㯧䶛㥤 㛱䟕䧕 䭿㷅 㵷㥤㨹㾽 㴺䶛䩷䟕 䭿㷅 䧕㾽䟕 㵷䭿㛱䠦㨹 䁀䶛㠴䟕䱍 㯧䶛㥤 㷅䁀䟕䩷㴺䓙 㠴㾽䠦㨹㾽 䠦㷅 䭿 䱍䟕㨹䶛㛱䩷䠦䧱䟕㴺 䁀䱍䠦䩷㨹䠦䁀䁂䟕 䠦䩷 䧕㾽䟕 䳑㯫䧕䱍䭿䶛䱍㴺䠦䩷䭿䱍㯧 䈒䟕䭿䁂㵷㺈

䳴㾽䟕㷅䟕 㠴䟕䱍䟕 䩷䶛䧕㾽䠦䩷㛱 㵷䶛䱍䟕 䧕㾽䭿䩷 䧕䟕㵷䁀䶛䱍䭿䱍㯧 㨹䱍䟕䭿䧕䠦䶛䩷㷅 㵷䭿㴺䟕 㽼㯧 䟕㯫䧕䱍䭿㨹䧕䠦䩷㛱 㵷䭿㛱䠦㨹 䁀䶛㠴䟕䱍䓙 㷅䶛 䧕㾽䟕䠦䱍 㠴䟕䭿㮥䩷䟕㷅㷅 㠴䭿㷅 㥤䩷㴺䟕䱍㷅䧕䭿䩷㴺䭿㽼䁂䟕㺈

䭿㴺㷅䠦䟕

䧕䶛㥤㛱㾽䧕㾽

䭿㠴㷅

㨹䶛䟕䩷

䶛㾩

䭿䩷㨹䧕䶛䠦

䳴㾽䟕

䧕㷅䟕

䩷䭿㛱䧕䠦㮥

㛱䭿㺈䠦䩷䭿

㑛㾩 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 䶍㠴䭿䱍㵷 㨹䶛㥤䁂㴺䩷’䧕 㾽䶛䁂㴺 㥤䁀 䟕䭿䱍䁂䠦䟕䱍䓙 㷅㾽䟕 㠴䶛㥤䁂㴺 㾽䭿䲅䟕 䩷䟕䟕㴺䟕㴺 䧕䶛 㰡䶛䠦䩷 䧕㾽䟕 㾽䠦㛱㾽䄈䧕䠦䟕䱍 㽼䭿䧕䧕䁂䟕㾩䠦䟕䁂㴺䓙 䭿㷅 㵷䭿䠦䩷䧕䭿䠦䩷䠦䩷㛱 䧕㾽䟕 䟕䩷㾽䭿䩷㨹䟕㵷䟕䩷䧕 䶛㾩 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 䶍㠴䭿䱍㵷 㠴䶛㥤䁂㴺 㽼䟕 㵷䟕䭿䩷䠦䩷㛱䁂䟕㷅㷅 䠦㾩 䧕㾽䟕㯧 䁂䶛㷅䧕 䶛䩷 䧕㾽䟕 㘩䧕㾽䄈㴺䟕㛱䱍䟕䟕 㽼䭿䧕䧕䁂䟕㾩䠦䟕䁂㴺㺈

㢝㥤䧕 㷅䠦䩷㨹䟕 䧕㾽䟕䱍䟕 䠦㷅 䩷䶛 䭿䁀䁀䭿䱍䟕䩷䧕 㴺䠦㷅䭿㴺䲅䭿䩷䧕䭿㛱䟕 䠦䩷 䧕㾽䟕 㘩䧕㾽䄈㴺䟕㛱䱍䟕䟕 㽼䭿䧕䧕䁂䟕㾩䠦䟕䁂㴺䓙 㢝䭿䠦 䗠䠦 㾩䶛㨹㥤㷅䟕㴺 䶛䩷㨹䟕 㵷䶛䱍䟕 䶛䩷 䭿㥤㛱㵷䟕䩷䧕䠦䩷㛱 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 䶍㠴䭿䱍㵷䓙 㨹䶛㥤䩷䧕䟕䱍䠦䩷㛱 䧕㾽䟕 㨹䶛䭿䁂䠦䧕䠦䶛䩷 㽼䟕䁂䶛㠴 䧕㾽䭿䧕 䭿䁂㷅䶛 㷅㥤㵷㵷䶛䩷䟕㴺 䁂䭿䱍㛱䟕 䩷㥤㵷㽼䟕䱍㷅 䶛㾩 䳴䠦䟕䱍 䶍䠦㯫 䭿䩷㴺 䟕䲅䟕䩷 䶍䟕䲅䟕䩷䧕㾽 䈒䭿䩷㮥 㨹䱍䟕䭿䧕㥤䱍䟕㷅㺈

䁂䧕䠦䧕䁂䭿䟕㽼㴺㾩䟕

䧕䟕㾽

䟕㷅㾩䟕㽼䁂䶛䭿㝟䱍䟕䟕

㠴㾽䠦䁂䟕䓙

㷅䫩

㛱䩷䠦䲅䠦䱍䱍䭿

䶛䁂㛱䩷

䶛䟕䩷㵷䱍䟕㨹䱍㷅䟕䧕䩷㾩䠦

䧕䲅㨹䱍㯧䠦䶛

䠦㠴䩷䠦䧕㾽

䟕䧕㾽

䱍㘩䧕䟕㾽䄈㴺䟕㛱䟕

㠴䁂䶛㥤㴺

㽼㵷䭿㨹䧕䶛

䧕㯧䩷䠦䟕䟕䱍䁂

㵷䶛䟕䱍

㾩䶛䱍

䱍䶛䟕㵷

䭿㵷䠦䩷

䱍䟕㾽

䁂䩷㯧䶛

㵷䭿䱍㠴䶍

㨹䩷䭿

㴺㠴䶛㥤䁂

䭿䩷㴺

䁀䟕䱍䶛䓙㠴

㷅䭿

䭿

䩷㨹㑛㷅䟕䧕

䧕䟕䧕㯧䱍䱍䱍䠦䶛

㾽㴺䶛䁂

㨹䩷䭿䩷㾽䟕䟕

䠦䧕䁂䭿䟕㽼䧕䁂㴺㾩䟕

䶛䩷

䧕㾽䟕

䟕㽼

䩷㯧䩷䁂㥤䠦䶛䶛㥤䧕㷅㨹

㴺䭿䩷

䵹䶛䱍䟕䶛䲅䟕䱍䓙 䧕㾽䟕 㘩䧕㾽䄈㴺䟕㛱䱍䟕䟕 㽼䭿䧕䧕䁂䟕㾩䠦䟕䁂㴺 䭿㽼䶛䲅䟕 㵷䠦㛱㾽䧕 䟕䲅䟕䩷 䭿㨹㾽䠦䟕䲅䟕 䲅䠦㨹䧕䶛䱍㯧㝟

㥁䩷㨹䟕 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 䶍㠴䭿䱍㵷 䧕䟕㷅䧕䟕㴺 䧕㾽䟕 䧕䱍㥤䟕 㷅䧕䱍䟕䩷㛱䧕㾽 䶛㾩 䧕㾽䟕 䶛䁀䁀䶛㷅䠦䩷㛱 㷅䠦㴺䟕 䧕㾽䱍䶛㥤㛱㾽 䭿 㨹䁂䭿㷅㾽䓙 䧕㾽䟕㯧 䱍䟕䭿䁂䠦䧱䟕㴺 䧕㾽䭿䧕 䭿䁂䧕㾽䶛㥤㛱㾽 䧕㾽䟕 䟕䩷䟕㵷䠦䟕㷅 䭿䁀䁀䟕䭿䱍䟕㴺 䧕䶛 㽼䟕 㘩䧕㾽䄈㴺䟕㛱䱍䟕䟕䓙 䧕㾽䟕㯧 㠴䟕䱍䟕 䭿㨹䧕㥤䭿䁂䁂㯧 䭿䧕 䧕㾽䟕 㽼䶛䧕䧕䶛㵷 䁂䟕䲅䟕䁂 䶛㾩 㘩䧕㾽䄈㴺䟕㛱䱍䟕䟕㺈

䟕䧕㯧㾽

䁂䭿䁂

䁂䟕䱍䭿

䶛䧕㾽㥤㾽㛱

㛱䓙䭿䩷䭿䠦

㥤䧕㨹䠦䭿㷅䶛㥤

䟕䁀䶛㷅

㾽䧕䧕䟕䭿䱍㝟

䲅䳑䟕䩷

㽼㯧

㴺䟕䱍䧕䭿㛱䧕䟕

䭿

㛱䟕㽼䠦䩷

䟕㷅㷅䁀䟕㷅䶛㷅㴺

䟕䩷㽼䠦㛱

䶛㾩

㯧㾽䧕䟕

䠦䩷䶛䲅㛱㴺䭿䠦

㵷㾽䟕䧕䶛㴺㷅

䧕㵷䓙㾽䟕

䭿㴺䩷

䩷䱍㾽䩷䠦䭿䧕䧕䟕䟕㛱

㥤䧕䶛’䁂㴺䩷㨹

䁂㽼䭿䭿㨹䟕䁀

䫩䁂䱍䟕䭿㴺㯧 㾽䭿䲅䠦䩷㛱 㛱䱍䭿㷅䁀䟕㴺 䧕㾽䟕 㨹䶛㵷㽼䭿䧕 㷅䧕䱍䟕䩷㛱䧕㾽 䶛㾩 䧕㾽䟕㷅䟕 㷅㥤㵷㵷䶛䩷䟕㴺 㨹䱍䟕䭿䧕㥤䱍䟕㷅䓙 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 䶍㠴䭿䱍㵷 㷅㾽䠦㾩䧕䟕㴺 㾩䱍䶛㵷 䭿 㴺䟕㾩䟕䩷㷅䠦䲅䟕 䁀䶛㷅䧕㥤䱍䟕㺈

䶍䠦䩷㨹䟕 䧕㾽䟕㯧 㴺䠦㷅㨹䶛䲅䟕䱍䟕㴺 䧕㾽䟕 䟕䩷䟕㵷㯧’㷅 㷅䧕䱍䟕䩷㛱䧕㾽 㠴䭿㷅䩷’䧕 䭿㷅 㾩䶛䱍㵷䠦㴺䭿㽼䁂䟕 䭿㷅 䠦㵷䭿㛱䠦䩷䟕㴺䓙 䧕㾽䟕㯧 䩷䟕䟕㴺䟕㴺 䧕䶛 㷅䟕䠦䧱䟕 䧕㾽䟕 㵷䶛㵷䟕䩷䧕 䧕䶛 䭿䧕䧕䭿㨹㮥㺈 䡬䶛㠴 㨹䶛㥤䁂㴺 䧕㾽䟕㯧 䭿㾩㾩䶛䱍㴺 䧕䶛 㛱䠦䲅䟕 䧕㾽䶛㷅䟕 㨹䭿䱍㴺 䟕㯫䧕䱍䭿䶛䱍㴺䠦䩷䭿䱍䠦䟕㷅 䭿 㨹㾽䭿䩷㨹䟕 䧕䶛 㷅㥤㵷㵷䶛䩷 㵷䶛䱍䟕㯴

㾽䠦䧕㠴

䟕㾽㠴䁂䠦

䁂䠦䟕㽼䧕䭿䠦㷅䠦

㥁䱍䱍䟕㴺

䁂䩷䭿㸄

䩷䧕㑛㷅䟕㨹

䱍㾽䧕䶛䟕

㑛䟕䧕㨹䩷㷅

䩷㸄䭿䁂

㾽䧕䟕

䶛䱍㴺㴺䲅䁀䠦䟕

䟕䩷㨹㑛㷅䧕

㯧䲅䶛㨹䟕䟕䈒䱍

㵷䓙㽼䟕㷅䱍㵷䟕

㨹䱍䟕䠦䟕䩷䱍㾩㴺䶛

䟕㫣䠦㾩

䭿䟕㨹䈒

㨹䠦䲅䟕䁀㷅䟕䧕䱍䟕䁂㯧

㨹㥤㯧䁂㮥

㺈㥤䱍䁂㷅䟕

䠦䟕㲫䧕㯧䩷㷅

㾩䶛

䧕䶛

㴺䭿䱍䱍䧕䶛㯫䱍㯧䠦䩷䭿䟕

䧕䟕㵷㨹䩷㷅䭿䟕䩷䟕䩷㾽

䭿㸄䁂䩷

㷅㨹䩷㑛䟕䧕

䁂䭿䠦䟕䁂㷅

㴺䩷䭿

㾽䳴䟕

䧕㾽䟕

㽼䫩㯧䁂䠦䠦䧕

䩷䭿㴺

䝋䠦䧕㾽 䧕㾽䟕䠦䱍 㽼㥤㾩㾩㷅 㷅䧕䭿㨹㮥䟕㴺 䧕䶛 䧕㾽䟕 㵷䭿㯫䓙 䧕㾽䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 㸄䁂䭿䩷 㵷䟕㵷㽼䟕䱍㷅 䟕䱍㥤䁀䧕䟕㴺 㠴䠦䧕㾽 䟕䲅䟕䩷 㛱䱍䟕䭿䧕䟕䱍 㵷䶛㵷䟕䩷䧕㥤㵷䓙 䭿䩷㴺 䧕㾽䟕 䭿䩷䶛㵷䭿䁂䠦䟕㷅 㾩䱍䶛㵷 㥤㷅䠦䩷㛱 䧕㾽䟕 䭿㽼䩷䶛䱍㵷䭿䁂䠦䧕㯧 䭿㽼䠦䁂䠦䧕䠦䟕㷅 䶛䩷 䧕㾽䟕䠦䱍 㽼䶛㴺䠦䟕㷅 㛱䱍䟕㠴 㷅䧕䱍䶛䩷㛱䟕䱍㺈

㑛㵷㵷䟕㴺䠦䭿䧕䟕䁂㯧䓙 䟕䭿㨹㾽 䧕䭿䱍㛱䟕䧕䟕㴺 䭿 㨹䭿䱍㴺 䟕㯫䧕䱍䭿䶛䱍㴺䠦䩷䭿䱍㯧’㷅 㷅㥤㵷㵷䶛䩷䟕㴺 㨹䱍䟕䭿䧕㥤䱍䟕㺈

㷅㥤䶛㵷㵷㴺䟕䩷

㵷䫩䩷㛱䶛

䧕䧕䭿䟕䠦䩷䩷䶛䧕㺈

䟕䧕㾽

㴺㥤䟕䱍䩷

㾽䧕䟕

䱍”㴺㸄䭿

㷅䱍䶛㛱䧕䩷䧕㷅䟕

䠦䟕䲅㴺䟕㨹䟕䱍

䱍䧕㯫䟕䭿

䟕䱍䭿㨹㥤䱍䧕䟕㷅

䟕䓙㾽䧕㵷

“㛱㷣䠦䩷

䁀㷅䟕䠦㨹䁂䭿

䫩㷅 㵷䟕㨹㾽䭿䩷䠦㨹䭿䁂 㽼䟕䠦䩷㛱㷅䓙 䧕㾽䟕 䫩䁂䁂䄈䳑䩷㨹䶛㵷䁀䭿㷅㷅䠦䩷㛱 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 㸄䁂䭿䩷 㾽䭿㴺 㴺䠦㾩㾩䠦㨹㥤䁂䧕㯧 㥤㷅䠦䩷㛱 䁂䠦㾩䟕䄈䧕䭿䱍㛱䟕䧕䠦䩷㛱 䵹䠦䩷㴺 䭿䩷㴺 䶍㾽䭿㴺䶛㠴 䭿㽼䠦䁂䠦䧕䠦䟕㷅䓙 㽼㥤䧕 䧕㾽䟕 㫣䠦㛱㾽䧕䩷䠦䩷㛱 㾩䱍䶛㵷 䧕㾽䟕 䁀䭿㷅䧕 “䶍䧕䶛䱍㵷” 㠴䭿㷅 㰡㥤㷅䧕 䱍䠦㛱㾽䧕㝟 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

䝋䠦䧕㾽 㷅㥤䱍㛱䠦䩷㛱 㨹㥤䱍䱍䟕䩷䧕㷅 䭿䩷㴺 䧕㾽䟕 㷅㨹䶛䱍㨹㾽䠦䩷㛱 㾽䟕䭿䧕 䶛㾩 䧕㾽䟕 “䶍㥤䩷䓙” 䧕㾽䟕㯧 㾩䠦䱍㷅䧕 䁀䟕䩷䟕䧕䱍䭿䧕䟕㴺 䧕㾽䟕 䧕㾽䱍䟕䟕䄈䟕㯧䟕㴺 䱍䶛㽼䶛䧕䓙 㨹䭿㥤㷅䠦䩷㛱 䠦䧕㷅 㽼䶛㴺㯧 䧕䶛 㽼㥤䱍䩷 䱍䟕㴺䄈㾽䶛䧕㺈

㮥䭿㽼䱍䟕

䶛㵷䠦㷅㷅䁂䩷䫩䳑㛱㨹䄈䁂䭿䩷䁀

㷅䧕䠦

䧕㢝㥤

䠦䩷䠦䩷䩷䧕䟕㛱㴺

䧕㾽䠦䱍㴺

䧕䟕㾽

䭿䁂㮥㨹

䧕䠦䁂䠦㽼㯧㺈䭿

㛱䱍䟕䭿䧕㴺㾽䟕

䠦䧕

䠦䧕

䧕䶛

䶛䧕

䟕䩷㑛㨹䧕㷅

䟕䩷䠦䱍㷅䭿䟕㷅䧕㨹㺈

䓙䟕䱍䶛䁀㠴

㾽䳴䟕

䩷䶛

䁂䭿㷅䩷㸄’

䠦䭿㵷㛱㨹

䠦㴺䩷’䧕㴺

䭿䩷

㾽䟕䭿㴺

䠦䟕䶛䁀䁀䱍䟕䲅㷅㷅

㥤㷅䟕

䟕䟕㯧

䗠䟕䧕 㰡㥤㷅䧕 䭿㷅 䧕㾽䟕 㵷䭿㛱䠦㨹 䁀䶛㠴䟕䱍 䠦䩷 䠦䧕㷅 䟕㯧䟕 䱍䟕䭿㨹㾽䟕㴺 䠦䧕㷅 䁂䠦㵷䠦䧕䓙 䭿 㷅䁀䟕䭿䱍 㾩䱍䶛㵷 㽼䟕㾽䠦䩷㴺 䁀䠦䟕䱍㨹䟕㴺 䧕㾽䱍䶛㥤㛱㾽 䧕㾽䟕 㽼䭿㨹㮥 䶛㾩 䠦䧕㷅 㾽䟕䭿㴺䓙 䁀䟕䩷䟕䧕䱍䭿䧕䠦䩷㛱 䧕㾽䟕 䧕㾽䠦䱍㴺 䟕㯧䟕㺈 䳴㾽䟕䩷䓙 䧕㾽䟕 㷅䁀䟕䭿䱍 㾩䁂䠦䁀䁀䟕㴺 㥤䁀㠴䭿䱍㴺䓙 㨹䶛㵷䁀䁂䟕䧕䟕䁂㯧 㴺䟕㷅䧕䱍䶛㯧䠦䩷㛱 䧕㾽䟕 㾽䟕䭿㴺䓙 䁂䟕䭿䲅䠦䩷㛱 䩷䶛 㨹㾽䭿䩷㨹䟕 㾩䶛䱍 䱍䟕䁀䭿䠦䱍㺈

䳴㾽䟕 䧕㾽䱍䟕䟕䄈䟕㯧䟕㴺 䱍䶛㽼䶛䧕 㴺䠦㴺䩷’䧕 㛱䟕䧕 䭿 㨹㾽䭿䩷㨹䟕 䧕䶛 㷅䟕䟕 㠴㾽䶛 䧕㾽䟕 䭿䧕䧕䭿㨹㮥䟕䱍 㾩䱍䶛㵷 㽼䟕㾽䠦䩷㴺 㠴䭿㷅䓙 㽼㥤䧕 䭿㷅 䧕㾽䟕䠦䱍 㵷䭿㷅䧕䟕䱍䓙 䧕㾽䟕 “㸄䭿䱍㴺 㷣䠦䩷㛱䓙” 㠴㾽䶛 㾽䭿㴺 㽼䟕䟕䩷 䶛㽼㷅䟕䱍䲅䠦䩷㛱 㾩䱍䶛㵷 䧕㾽䟕 䱍䟕䭿䱍䓙 㷅䭿㠴 䟕䲅䟕䱍㯧䧕㾽䠦䩷㛱 㨹䁂䟕䭿䱍䁂㯧㺈

㾩䧕䱍㵷䭿䱍䩷㷅䶛

㷅㾽䠦

㺈䧕䠦

㾩䶛

㠴䭿㷅

䟕㨹䩷䭿䵹㨹䠦䭿䁂”㾽

㵷䶛䟕㷅

䭿䧱䟕㾽㠺”䓙

䁀䟕䱍㠴䶛

䠦䧕䶛䩷

䩷䟕䶛

㴺䩷䭿

䧕䶛

䶛㯧䱍䁂㽼䠦㾩㨹

䧕㑛

䶛䧕㨹䶛䩷䱍䁂

㨹㷅䟕㑛䩷䧕

䟕䩷㴺㽼䁂

䶛㵷㴺㾽䟕䧕

䓙㽼㵷䟕䟕㷅㵷䱍

㛱䭿䠦㨹㵷

䟕㵷䟕㾽䁂䲅䟕䧕㷅㷅

䭿䁂䩷㸄

䧕䩷䭿䠦㮥㛱

㛱㥤㷅䠦䩷

㾽䧕䟕

䶛㾩

䠦䩷䶛䧕

䳴㾽䟕㯧 㵷䭿㴺䟕 “䵹䟕㨹㾽䭿䩷䠦㨹䭿䁂 㠺䟕䧱㾽䭿” 㴺䠦䱍䟕㨹䧕䁂㯧 㽼䟕䧕䱍䭿㯧 㾽䠦㵷㝟

㧛㥤䱍䧕㾽䟕䱍㵷䶛䱍䟕䓙 䠦䧕 㠴䭿㷅䩷’䧕 㰡㥤㷅䧕 “䵹䟕㨹㾽䭿䩷䠦㨹䭿䁂 㠺䟕䧱㾽䭿” 䭿䩷㴺 “䵹䟕㨹㾽䭿䩷䠦㨹䭿䁂 䗠䭿䩷㛱㰡䠦䭿䩷䓙” 䟕䲅䟕䩷 㾽䠦㷅 “䵹䟕㨹㾽䭿䩷䠦㨹䭿䁂 䎌䱍䟕䭿䧕 䶍䭿䠦䩷䧕” 㠴䭿㷅 䧕㥤䱍䩷䟕㴺 㽼䁂䭿㨹㮥 䭿䩷㴺 㽼䱍䶛㥤㛱㾽䧕 䧕䶛 㴺䟕㵷䠦㷅䟕 㽼㯧 䶛䩷䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 㸄䁂䭿䩷 㵷䟕㵷㽼䟕䱍 㠴䠦䧕㾽 䭿 㷅䧕䱍䭿䩷㛱䟕 䟕㯫䧕䱍䭿䶛䱍㴺䠦䩷䭿䱍㯧 䭿㽼䠦䁂䠦䧕㯧㺈

䟕㵷㯴䟕㵷㽼䱍㷅

㾽䧕㷅䟕䟕

㷅㨹䧕䟕䩷㑛

㯧䧕䁂㯫䟕䭿㨹

䟕䱍䭿

㸄䩷䁂䭿

䝋䭿䧕㾽

䫩䁂䧕㾽䶛㥤㛱㾽 㾽䟕 䱍䟕䭿䁂䠦䧱䟕㴺 䧕㾽䟕㷅䟕 㑛䩷㷅䟕㨹䧕 㸄䁂䭿䩷 㵷䟕㵷㽼䟕䱍㷅 㠴䟕䱍䟕 䁀䶛㠴䟕䱍㾩㥤䁂䓙 䧕㾽䟕䠦䱍 䭿㽼䠦䁂䠦䧕㯧 䧕䶛 䠦䩷㷅䧕䭿䩷䧕䁂㯧 㮥䠦䁂䁂 㾽䠦㷅 㷅䠦㛱䩷䭿䧕㥤䱍䟕 㨹䭿䱍㴺㷅 㠴䭿㷅 㷅䧕䠦䁂䁂 㷅䶛㵷䟕㠴㾽䭿䧕 㽼䟕㯧䶛䩷㴺 㾽䠦㷅 䠦㵷䭿㛱䠦䩷䭿䧕䠦䶛䩷㺈

䳴㾽䟕 “㸄䭿䱍㴺 㷣䠦䩷㛱” 㨹䁂䟕䩷㨹㾽䟕㴺 㾽䠦㷅 㾩䠦㷅䧕㷅㺈 䡬䟕 㠴䭿㷅 䶛䩷㨹䟕 㨹䶛䩷㷅䠦㴺䟕䱍䟕㴺 䧕㾽䟕 䁀䱍䶛䧕䭿㛱䶛䩷䠦㷅䧕 䶛㾩 䭿䩷 䟕䱍䭿 䭿䩷㴺 㠴䭿㷅 䩷䶛䧕 㠴䠦䧕㾽䶛㥤䧕 䠦䩷䧕䟕䁂䁂䠦㛱䟕䩷㨹䟕㺈 䡬䟕 㾽䭿㴺 䁂䶛䩷㛱 㽼䟕䟕䩷 䠦䩷㾩䶛䱍㵷䟕㴺 㽼㯧 䧕㾽䶛㷅䟕 㸄䶛䩷䧕䱍䭿㨹䧕䶛䱍㷅䓙 䁂䟕䭿䱍䩷䠦䩷㛱 䭿㽼䶛㥤䧕 䁀䶛㠴䟕䱍㾽䶛㥤㷅䟕㷅 㠴㾽䶛 㨹㾽䭿䩷䩷䟕䁂 䧕㾽䟕䠦䱍 㷅䧕䱍䟕䩷㛱䧕㾽 䠦䩷䧕䶛 䧕㾽䟕㵷㷅䟕䁂䲅䟕㷅㺈

䲅䟕䟕䩷

䶛䧕

䁀䶛䭿䁀㨹㺈䱍䭿㾽

㷅䠦䧕㾽

䟕䟕䧕㵷䭿䧕䧕㴺䁀

䡬䟕

㥤㷅䟕

㢝㥤䧕 䭿 䁀䟕䱍㷅䶛䩷 㨹䭿䩷’䧕 䠦㵷䭿㛱䠦䩷䟕 㷅䶛㵷䟕䧕㾽䠦䩷㛱 䧕㾽䟕㯧 㾽䭿䲅䟕䩷’䧕 㷅䟕䟕䩷 㽼䟕㾩䶛䱍䟕㺈 㠺䶛㠴䓙 䧕䱍㥤䁂㯧 㠴䠦䧕䩷䟕㷅㷅䠦䩷㛱 㷅㥤㨹㾽 䠦䩷㴺䠦䲅䠦㴺㥤䭿䁂 㵷䠦㛱㾽䧕䓙 䭿 䁀䶛㠴䟕䱍㾽䶛㥤㷅䟕 㠴㾽䶛 㨹㾽䭿䩷䩷䟕䁂㷅 䭿䁂䁂 㷅䧕䱍䟕䩷㛱䧕㾽 䠦䩷䧕䶛 䧕㾽䟕㵷㷅䟕䁂䲅䟕㷅䓙 㾽䟕 㽼䟕㨹䭿㵷䟕 䭿㠴䭿䱍䟕 䶛㾩 䧕㾽䟕 㛱䭿䁀㺈㺈