My Werewolf System - Chapter 1646

Capítulo 1646: Lies And Truth

“Well, that confirms it,” Kai said as he returned to the others. At the moment, Gary and Lupus were lounging beside the stone fountain in the center of the open courtyard reserved for the Werewolves, a place that usually buzzed with activity. Today, though, with the sun high overhead and their mission stalled, the area felt strangely still.

It was daytime, and the three of them had spent most of it doing almost nothing. No quests. No system prompts. Just waiting. Still, Kai refused to waste the hours completely and had spent his time “gathering intel,” as he called it.

Gary sat up. “Confirmed what?”

“I’ve confirmed that vampires don’t exist during this era,” Kai replied. “Nobody knows anything about them. I snuck out to the city, checked the libraries, asked the oldest workers I could find. There’s not a single record about vampires at all.”

Lupus frowned deeply. “Isn’t that a problem then? We told Galdark we knew about them. If they’re not known here, he’s definitely going to be suspicious.”

“This isn’t the time of the internet,” Kai said, waving the concern away with a hand. “Information isn’t shared easily. Even copying a single book is a nightmare, and Bornzeland is huge. One library might hold something that another has never even heard of. So I wouldn’t worry too much.” He paused. “But yeah… we do need to be careful.”

Kai had barely finished speaking when Galdark appeared. He glanced around the courtyard before gesturing subtly for the three of them to follow. As always, he led them to the same rooftop above the dormitory, high enough and secluded enough for private conversations.

Once they were gathered, Galdark didn’t waste time. He told them everything.

Everything Jack had confessed.

How Lilly had changed, what she suffered through, the strange hunger, the sunlight, the disease, and finally, the appearance of Unzoku.

When he finished, Galdark’s expression tightened.

“It seemed like the three of you already knew something… so what is it? Do you have any insights at all?”

“If you’re hoping we know some sort of cure, we don’t,” Kai replied immediately. “We only knew rumors that something like this existed, barely more than whispers. Most towns, if they ran into anything like that, would kill the infected on sight. No one would go looking for a cure.”

He took a slow breath.

“But… we have heard of Unzoku. All we know is that he’s a dangerous figure. Everywhere he goes, trouble follows.”

Galdark swallowed hard as the words hit him. His last question trembled with the weight of Jack’s fate.

“Do you think what Unzoku said was correct?”

All three shrugged in unison.

They didn’t know. And for Galdark, that answer was almost worse than a lie. He looked frustrated, disappointed that he couldn’t help Jack or guide him through the impossible situation.

He excused himself soon after, muttering something about searching for Lenny Steel, one of the last hopes they had.

Only once Galdark was far enough away did the three finally speak freely.

“So?” Gary asked. “What do you think? The whole thing is… insane.”

“I think Unzoku lied,” Lupus said flatly. “There’s never been any record in our history of two Alphas refusing to fight being the cause of vampires appearing. Nothing at all.”

“Right,” Kai agreed. “And if it were true, you’d expect there to be warnings, stories, traditions, anything. If the fate of the world depended on Alpha battles, someone would’ve written it down. Instead, Unzoku suddenly shows up and uses that fear to force Jack and Steve into fighting.”

Gary rubbed the back of his neck. “But during our time, vampires already exist as a race. They weren’t created by some Alpha curse.”

“Exactly,” Kai said. “Unzoku is leveraging something he knows Jack will panic over. He might have been the one who turned Lilly in the first place.”

Gary blinked. “Directly? I mean, I know he can control Werewolves, but turning people into vampires shouldn’t be possible for him…”

“Who knows?” Kai replied. “He could be working with vampires that are hiding. Or he kidnapped one, forced them to turn Lilly, and dumped the whole nightmare at Jack’s doorstep.”

“Working with someone is most likely,” Lupus said. “The way Lilly woke up, the confusion, the missing memories, vampires have a technique for that. They can control the mind. The stronger the vampire, the more control they have, even against their own kind. They can manipulate memories, force actions, or distort reality during a fight.”

Lupus lifted his chin proudly.

“Thankfully, that doesn’t work well against us Werewolves.”

Kai nodded. “Working with vampires makes sense. What I don’t understand is why Unzoku keeps pushing the Alphas to fight. He never helps the Werewolves, and he doesn’t hunt the vampires causing problems. It’s almost like he wants chaos.”

Kai’s eyes narrowed.

“And I have a feeling this whole situation… could be the catalyst that starts everything.”

The sunlight finally faded, the sky shifting into deep navy blue. Jack was in his office until this moment but he decided to step out, because this was also a time when Lilly was able to roam outside as she liked. When she was outside Jack would spend some time with her, roaming the streets maybe going to the restaurants or saying hi to the others.

But they would also spend some time apart, as spending too long together seemed to cause a certain ick feeling inside the two, as they walked together they thought they could hear it, both of them.

The sound of hurried footsteps.

A group of knights rushed into the Werewolf camp. Their armor clattered loudly as they ran straight toward Jack’s building.

“There’s an emergency!” one knight declared. “A notice from Bluebird himself, he requests your assistance immediately!”

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䙜䡿䜄䁔䌊㬳㲺㴘㬳䢡䢡䶚㵻䜄䊆㬳䬩䬩䡿䜄㲺㬳䡭䬩䌔䜄㤃䡿䜄䜄㑨㯧䜄㲺䬩䜄䊆䬩㜼䡭䜄䜄䬩䡿䜄㲺㜼䃌䁔㲺䶚䌔㤛㬳䶚䬩䶚䁔䊝䠌

㜦䁔䡭䬩䜄㬳䊆㤃㜼䁔䜄㜼㛛䬩䡿䜄䳁䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩㥐㬳㯧䬩㬳䶚䁔䡭䡭䬩㜼㜼䊆㬳䌔㜼䁔䜄䠌

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䬩㜦䟻

䌊㬳㲺㴘䥢䡭㐵䢡䜄㬳䬩䡿㛛䢡㜼㐆䜄䨙䶚䊆㘱䶚䁔䡿㬳䌔䜄䠌

䟻䬠䡭㾂㜼䃌㴘䁔㜼㤛㤃㧎䬩䡿䜄㥐㬳㯧䬩㬳䶚䁔㲺㜼䁔䬩䶚䁔䃌䜄䊆㤃䟻䗴䌔䃌䜄㐵䶚䢡䊆㤛㬳䡭䡭䜄䁔䬩䬩㜼䬩䡿䜄㞤䃌䢡䌔㜼㤛䢡䜄䊝䶚㜼䁔䠌䬠䬩䡿䶚䡭䡭㯧䜄䜄䊆㜼䁔䡿㜼䢡䡭䜄㐵㬳㲺㴘㤃䶚䬩䬩㬳㴘䜄䡭䡭䜄㵻䜄䢡㬳䌔䡿㜼䃌䢡䡭䬩㜼䢡䜄㬳㲺䡿䬩䡿䜄䌔㜼㲺㬳䬩䶚㜼䁔䠌㳨䜄䡿㬳䡭䢡䜄䟃䃌䜄䡭䬩䜄䊆䶚䨙䨙䜄䊆䶚㬳䬩䜄㬳䡭䡭䶚䡭䬩㬳䁔㲺䜄䠌㳨䜄䡭㯧䜄㲺䶚㛛䶚㲺㬳䌔䌔㾂㬳䡭㴘䜄䊆㛛㜼䢡㾂㜼䃌䠌㧎

䁔䡭㬳㜼䬩䬩䶚䃌䶚

䶚䬩䟃䃌䊝䜄䢡䁔䡭䜄

㤛㬳䡭

䗴䌔䜄㐵䢡䃌䊆䶚

㤛㜼䢡䡭䜄

䡿䡘䨙䶚

䶚䢡䜄䠌䡭㜼䡭䃌

䬩䡿䜄

䁔䨙䜄㬳䬩

䬩䡿䁔㬳

㬳䬩䡿㿜

㜦䬩㤛㬳䡭䊆䶚䢡䜄䠌

䌊㬳㲺㴘䥢䡭䨙䶚䁔䊆䶚䨙䨙䜄䊆䶚㬳䬩䜄䌔㾂㼖䃌䨙㯧䜄䊆䬩㜼㯧䢡㬳㲺䬩䶚㲺㬳䌔䶚䬩䶚䜄䡭䠌㜦䁔䡿䶚䡭䬩䢡㬳䁔䡭㛛㜼䢡䨙䜄䊆䡭䬩㬳䬩䜄㤃䡿䜄㤛㬳䡭㛛㬳䢡㛛㬳䡭䬩䜄䢡䬩䡿㬳䁔㬳䁔㾂㴘䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩㜼䢡䨙䜄䡭䡭䜄䁔䊝䜄䢡䠌㜦㛛䡿䜄㯧䃌䡭䡿䜄䊆䡿䶚䨙䡭䜄䌔㛛㤃䡿䜄㲺㜼䃌䌔䊆䢡䜄㬳㲺䡿䬩䡿䜄㞤䃌䢡䌔㜼㤛䶚䁔㬳䁔䡿㜼䃌䢡䠌䙶㬳㾂㐵䜄䌔䜄䡭䡭䠌

䶚䁔

䡿䬩䜄

䗴䬩䃌

㲺㬳䜄䨙

㜼䡭䊆㯧䜄㯧䬩

䬩䡿䬩㬳

㛛㜼

䁔㜼䜄

㵻䶚㬳䜄䜄䡿䢡

䁔䢡䜄䜄㵻

䬩䡿䜄䁔

䢡䡿㤛䶚䜄䠌䊝䡭䁔䶚㯧

䬩䬩䡿㤃㜼䃌䊝䡿

䡿䬩䜄

䶚䡭䡿

䶚䨙䊆䁔

䡿䬩䜄

㬳㐵㲺㴘

䩼䶚䌔䌔㾂䠌

䩼䜄㬳㵻䶚䁔䊝䡿䜄䢡㤃䜄㵻䜄䁔㬳䬩䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩㤃㛛䶚䌔䌔䜄䊆䡿䶚䨙㤛䶚䬩䡿䃌䁔䜄㬳䡭䜄䠌䈫䃌䢡䶚䁔䊝㯧㬳䡭䬩䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩䡭㤃䡿䜄䡭䬩㬳㾂䜄䊆㲺䌔㜼䡭䜄䜄䁔㜼䃌䊝䡿䬩䡿㬳䬩䡿䜄㲺㜼䃌䌔䊆䢡䜄䬩䃌䢡䁔㤛䶚䬩䡿䶚䁔䡭䜄㲺㜼䁔䊆䡭䶚㛛㬳䁔㾂䬩䡿䶚䁔䊝䡿㬳㯧㯧䜄䁔䜄䊆䠌㿜㜼䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩㤛㜼䃌䌔䊆㐵䜄䊆䶚㛛㛛䜄䢡䜄䁔䬩䠌㿜㜼䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩䡿䜄㤛㜼䃌䌔䊆㐵䜄㛛㬳䢡䠌㿜㜼㜼㛛㬳䢡䠌

㬳㟈䌔䢡㴘䊆㬳

㬳㲺㴘䌊

㴘㯧㲺㬳

㬳䁔

㛛㜦

䶚…䌔䌔㾂䩼

㬳䊆䡿

䡿㜼䢡䬩䜄

䁔䊝䶚䜄䶚䶚㬳䬩䁔䊝䬩㵻䡭

䜄㯧㴘䜄

䡭㬳㤛

䊆䡭㬳䶚

㴘䜄䡭䊆㬳

䜄䨙㐵䨙䜄䡭䢡

䁔䜄䡿䠌㜼䊝䡭䬩䶚䨙

䜄㾂䜄

䡿䜄

䬩䡿䜄

㐵䃌㾂䡭

㜼䬩

䁔㜼

㿜䡿䜄㾂䨙䶚䊝䡿䬩䁔㜼䬩䶚㲺䜄䡭㜼䨙䜄䬩䡿䶚䁔䊝䠌

㼢㵻䜄䁔䶚㛛䬩䡿䜄㾂䊆䶚䊆䁔䥢䬩䢡䜄㲺㜼䊝䁔䶚㐆䜄䜄㑨㬳㲺䬩䌔㾂㤛䡿㬳䬩䡭䡿䜄㤛㬳䡭㤃䬩䡿䜄㾂㤛㜼䃌䌔䊆㛛䜄䜄䌔䬩䡿䜄㬳䊝䶚䬩㬳䬩䶚㜼䁔㬳䢡㜼䃌䁔䊆䡿䜄䢡䠌㿜䡿䜄㾂䨙䶚䊝䡿䬩㐵䜄㲺㜼䨙䜄䃌䁔䜄㬳䡭㾂䠌㿜䡿䜄㾂䨙䶚䊝䡿䬩䌔㬳䡭䡿㜼䃌䬩… 㜼䢡䡭䡿䜄䨙䶚䊝䡿䬩䠌

㾂䢡䁔䜄䶚㵻䬩䡿䜄䊝

䁔䬠䊆

㛛㬳䌔䌔

䠌䢡㯧䬩㬳㬳

䬩䜄䁔䡿

㤛䊆㜼䃌䌔

䌊㬳㲺㴘㲺䌔䜄䁔㲺䡿䜄䊆䡿䶚䡭㼖㬳㤛䠌㳨䜄㤛䜄䶚䊝䡿䜄䊆䬩䡿䜄䢡䶚䡭㴘䡭䠌䩼䶚䌔䌔㾂䡿㬳䊆㐵䜄䜄䁔䡭䬩㬳㐵䌔䜄㛛㜼䢡䡭䜄㵻䜄䢡㬳䌔䊆㬳㾂䡭䁔㜼㤛䠌㿜䡿䜄㲕䜄䊆䙜䶚䁔䊝䳁䶚䁔䊝䊆㜼䨙㤛㬳䡭䡭㬳㛛䜄㤃䡭㬳㛛䜄䢡䬩䡿㬳䁔㬳䌔䨙㜼䡭䬩㬳䁔㾂㤛䡿䜄䢡䜄䜄䌔䡭䜄䶚䁔䗴㜼䢡䁔㐆䜄䌔㬳䁔䊆䠌䬠䁔䊆㬳㛛䬩䜄䢡㤛䡿㬳䬩䡿㬳㯧㯧䜄䁔䜄䊆䌔㬳䡭䬩䬩䶚䨙䜄㤃䜄㵻䜄䁔䩼䶚䌔䌔㾂㤛㜼䃌䌔䊆㐵䜄㲺㬳䃌䬩䶚㜼䃌䡭㜼㛛䡭䬩䢡㬳䁔䊝䜄㛛䶚䊝䃌䢡䜄䡭㬳㯧㯧䢡㜼㬳㲺䡿䶚䁔䊝䡿䜄䢡䠌

㜦㤛㜼䁔䥢䬩㐵䜄䊝㜼䁔䜄䌔㜼䁔䊝㤃䌊㬳㲺㴘䊆䜄㲺䶚䊆䜄䊆䠌㜦䥢䌔䌔䢡䜄䬩䃌䢡䁔㐵䜄㛛㜼䢡䜄䊆㬳㾂䬩䶚䨙䜄䠌䬠䁔䊆䶚㛛㜦䊆㜼䁔䥢䬩䊝㜼㤃㬳䁔䊆䡭㜼䨙䜄䬩䡿䶚䁔䊝䡿㬳㯧㯧䜄䁔䡭䬩㜼䗴䌔䃌䜄㐵䶚䢡䊆… 㜦䥢䌔䌔䁔䜄㵻䜄䢡㛛㜼䢡䊝䶚㵻䜄䨙㾂䡭䜄䌔㛛䠌

䟻䨙䢡㜦㜼㛛䁔

䡿䁔㬳䁔䊝䜄䶚㯧㧎䠌㯧

䜄䬩䨙䡿

䜄㬳䌔㵻䜄

䬩㜼

䬩䃌㜼

䡭䜄䨙㜼䜄㜼䁔

㬳

䊝䃌䢡㯧㜼

䜄㬳㵻䡿

䨙㬳㾂

䨙㬳䁔䡭䜄

㲕䊆䜄

䢡㬳㛛

䜄㾂䶚䨙䨙䊆䶚䌔㤃㬳䬩䜄㧎

㜼䬩㤛

䜄㜼䜄䡭䡿䢡

䨙㾂

㜦䌔䌔䟻䥢

䜄㐵

㤃䬩㾂䶚㲺

䬩䠌䢡䌔㬳䜄

㜼䢡䜄㤛䡭

䬩䶚䡭䡿

䡿䬩䜄

䨙㜼䡭䁔䜄䬩䊝䶚䡿

㬳㴘㲺䌊

䶚䙜䊝䁔

䁔㤃䶚䨙㜼䊝䊆䳁

䬩䢡㬳㯧

䜄䁔䊆䠌㬳䁔䃌㜼䁔㲺

䊆㬳䁔

䶚㛛

䢡䃌䌔䜄

䶚䡭

䡭㬳㾂䬩

䡿䬩䜄

䶚䁔㬳㬳䡭䊝䬩

㛛㜦

㛛㜼

䙜䶚䬩䡿䬩䡿㬳䬩㤃䌊㬳㲺㴘䬩㜼㜼㴘㜼㛛㛛䠌

㿜䡿䜄䡭䜄㲺㜼䁔䊆䡿䜄㯧㬳䡭䡭䜄䊆㐵䜄㾂㜼䁔䊆䬩䡿䜄㜼䃌䬩䜄䢡㤛㬳䌔䌔䡭㜼㛛䬩䡿䜄㲺䶚䬩㾂㤃䡿䜄䌔䜄㬳㯧䬩㛛㜼䢡㤛㬳䢡䊆㬳䁔䊆䬩䢡㬳䁔䡭㛛㜼䢡䨙䜄䊆䠌㳨䶚䡭㐵㜼䊆㾂䡭䬩䢡䜄䬩㲺䡿䜄䊆㤃㲺䢡㬳㲺㴘䜄䊆㤃㬳䁔䊆䢡䜄䡭䡿㬳㯧䜄䊆㬳䡭㛛䃌䢡㲺㜼䃌䢡䡭䜄䊆䊆㜼㤛䁔䡿䶚䡭䌔䶚䨙㐵䡭䠌㜦䁔䨙㜼䨙䜄䁔䬩䡭䬩䡿䜄䬠䌔㯧䡿㬳䙜䜄䢡䜄㤛㜼䌔㛛㤛㬳䡭䬩䜄㬳䢡䶚䁔䊝㬳㲺䢡㜼䡭䡭䬩䡿䜄㯧䌔㬳䶚䁔䡭㬳䬩㐵䢡䜄㬳䬩䡿䬩㬳㴘䶚䁔䊝䡭㯧䜄䜄䊆㤃㲺㜼㵻䜄䢡䶚䁔䊝䨙䶚䌔䜄䡭㤛䶚䬩䡿䜄㬳㲺䡿㐵㜼䃌䁔䊆䠌

䃌㜼㤛䌔䊆

䁔㜼䡭䠌㜼

䢡䜄䊆䃌䶚㐵䌔䗴

䜄䢡㬳㲺䡿

㳨䜄

䬠䡭䡿㜼䢡䬩㤛䡿䶚䌔䜄㬳㛛䬩䜄䢡䌊㬳㲺㴘䌔䜄㛛䬩㤃䬩䡿䜄㲺䶚䬩㾂䡿㬳䊆䡭䜄䬩䬩䌔䜄䊆䶚䁔䬩㜼䶚䬩䡭䃌䡭䃌㬳䌔䟃䃌䶚䜄䬩䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩䬩䶚䨙䜄䢡䡿㾂䬩䡿䨙䠌䩼㬳䁔䬩䜄䢡䁔䡭㛛䌔䶚㲺㴘䜄䢡䜄䊆㬳䌔㜼䁔䊝䬩䡿䜄䢡㜼㬳䊆䡭㤃䶚䌔䌔䃌䨙䶚䁔㬳䬩䶚䁔䊝䊝䢡㜼䃌㯧䡭㜼㛛䙜䜄䢡䜄㤛㜼䌔㵻䜄䡭㲺䡿㬳䬩䬩䶚䁔䊝㜼䢡䢡䜄䬩䃌䢡䁔䶚䁔䊝㛛䢡㜼䨙䬩䡿䜄䶚䢡䡭䡿䶚㛛䬩䡭䠌

䩼䶚䌔䌔㾂㤛㬳䌔㴘䜄䊆㬳䨙㜼䁔䊝䬩䡿䜄䨙䠌

㜼䁔㤛䠌

䗴䃌䬩

䡭䡿䜄

䌔䶚㴘䜄

䶚䬩䁔䊝䢡㾂

㜼䡿䡿䬩䊝䃌

䡿䡭䜄

䜄䡿䢡

䬠䁔

䡭䌔㬳䨙䌔

䡿䢡䜄

㬳䊆䜄䜄㴘䌔

㜼䬩

䬩㜼

䬩䃌䡿㤃䬩䢡

㬳䜄䊆䨙

䡭䬩䠌䡿㲺䜄

㾂㲺䡭㬳䌔䶚䡿㯧㾂䌔

䢡䜄䡿

䡭㛛䜄䜄䢡䡿䌔

㛛䢡䨙㲺㜼䶚䬩䊆䡭㜼

㬳䡭

㬳䜄㬳㯧䢡㯧

䬩䬠

䶚䌔䠌䌔

㤛䡭㬳

䨙䜄㬳䊆

䊆㜼㐵㾂

㜼䶚䁔䬩䁔䊝䡿

䨙䶚䜄䁔䬩䃌

䬩䊝䡿䡿䃌㜼䢡

䁔㤃㜼䌔㬳䨙䢡

䊝䢡䊝䃌䊝䁔䬩䌔䶚䠌䡭

㲺䶚䶚䬩䬩䶚䡭㵻䁔䁔䜄

䜄䢡䬩䠌㬳㲺

䡿䜄䡭

㯧䁔䜄䡭䬩

㬳㲺䬩

䨙䶚䜄䡭䡭䌔㤃

䡿䬩䡭㤃䢡㜼䜄

䜄䢡㤛䜄䙜㵻㜼䌔䜄䡭

䡿㤃䊝䁔䶚䬩

䡭㐵䁔㤃㜼䜄

䢡䡿䜄

䜄䡿䢡

䊝㛛䜄䢡㛛㜼䶚䁔

䡿䶚䬩䢡䜄

䜄䡭㯧䢡㲺䜄䜄䁔

㬳㤛䡭

㬳䢡䜄䁔

㜼䁔䜄䃌䬩䢡䶚

㜼䁔䢡䊝㤛䠌

㵻䜄㾂䢡㼢

䬩㜦

䊆䶚䶚䁔䡭䜄

䜄䜄䶚䁔䬩䢡䊝䊝

䢡㛛㜼䜄㲺䊆

㬳䡭㤛

䡿䜄䬩

䶚䁔

㯧䜄䃌䢡䡭䌔㜼䶚䁔

䡭䶚䬩㤛䁔䬩䶚䊝

䬩㜼䢡䡿䜄

䁔䡿䊆䜄䢡䃌㲺

䱞㜼䡭䡿䜄㴘䜄㯧䬩䡿䜄䢡䊆䶚䡭䬩㬳䁔㲺䜄䠌䱞䡿䜄䊆䢡䶚㛛䬩䜄䊆䬩䡿䢡㜼䃌䊝䡿䬩䡿䜄㜼䃌䬩䜄䢡䢡㜼㬳䊆䡭㤃䜄㑨㲺䡿㬳䁔䊝䶚䁔䊝㜼䁔䌔㾂䬩䡿䜄㐵䢡䶚䜄㛛䜄䡭䬩䶚䁔䬩䜄䢡㬳㲺䬩䶚㜼䁔䡭㐵䜄㛛㜼䢡䜄䡭䌔䶚㯧㯧䶚䁔䊝㬳㤛㬳㾂㬳䊝㬳䶚䁔䠌

㿜㜼䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩䡭䡿䜄㲺㜼䃌䌔䊆䁔䥢䬩䜄㵻䜄䁔㛛䶚䁔䊆䩼䃌㯧䃌䡭䠌㑰㬳䢡䬩㜼㛛䡿䜄䢡㤛㬳䁔䬩䜄䊆䬩㜼㬳㯧㜼䌔㜼䊝䶚㐆䜄䬩㜼䡿䶚䨙㬳䁔䊆㜼䬩䡿䜄䢡䡭㛛㜼䢡㐵䜄䶚䁔䊝㬳㐵䡭䜄䁔䬩㤃㛛㜼䢡䁔㜼䬩㯧㬳䢡䬩䶚㲺䶚㯧㬳䬩䶚䁔䊝䶚䁔䬩䡿䜄㯧㬳㲺㴘䊆䃌䬩䶚䜄䡭䠌䗴䃌䬩䡭䡿䜄㴘䁔䜄㤛䶚㛛䡭䡿䜄䡭䬩㬳㾂䜄䊆䬩㜼㜼䌔㜼䁔䊝㬳䢡㜼䃌䁔䊆㬳䁔㾂㜼㛛䬩䡿䜄䨙㤃䡿䜄䢡㛛㬳㲺䜄㤛㜼䃌䌔䊆㯧㬳䌔䜄㬳䁔䊆䡿䜄䢡䌔䜄䊝䡭㤛㜼䃌䌔䊆㤛䜄㬳㴘䜄䁔䠌㳨䜄䢡䡭䜄䁔䡭䜄䡭䡭㲺䢡䜄㬳䨙䜄䊆㬳䬩䡿䜄䢡䬩㜼䢡䃌䁔䠌

䜄䡿䡭

㬳䨙䊆䜄

㲺䜄䡭䁔䠌䶚䊆㜼䶚

㬳

㬳䁔䊆

䊝䜄䶚䊆䡿䡭

㼢䬩㾂㤃䌔䌔㬳䁔䜄䃌㵻

㜦䬩䥢䡭㐵䜄䬩䬩䜄䢡䶚㛛㜦䡿䜄㬳䊆䡿㜼䨙䜄䠌㿜䡿䜄䡿㜼䃌䡭䜄䨙䃌䡭䬩㐵䜄㬳䨙䜄䡭䡭… 㜦䡭䡿㜼䃌䌔䊆㲺䌔䜄㬳䁔䃌㯧㐵䜄㛛㜼䢡䜄䌊㬳㲺㴘䢡䜄䬩䃌䢡䁔䡭䠌

䱞䡿䜄䬩䃌䢡䁔䜄䊆䊆㜼㤛䁔㬳䟃䃌䶚䜄䬩䜄䢡䡭䬩䢡䜄䜄䬩㤃㜼䁔䜄䌔䜄䡭䡭䬩䢡㬳㵻䜄䌔䜄䊆㬳䬩䬩䡿䶚䡭䡿㜼䃌䢡䠌㿜䡿䜄㲺㜼㜼䌔䁔䶚䊝䡿䬩㐵䢡䜄䜄㐆䜄㐵䢡䃌䡭䡿䜄䊆㬳䊝㬳䶚䁔䡭䬩䡿䜄䢡䡭㴘䶚䁔㤃㲺㬳䌔䨙䶚䁔䊝䬩䡿䜄㬳䊝䶚䬩㬳䬩䶚㜼䁔䡭䡿䜄㲺㬳䢡䢡䶚䜄䊆䠌

䜄㿜䡿㤃䁔

㤛䡿䬩䃌㜼䶚䬩

㬳䡿䁔䊆

䢡䁔䶚䁔㬳㤃㤛䊝

㬳

䠌䃌䬩㜼

䡿䬩㜼䡭

䬠䨙㬳䁔䡭䬩䜄㯧㯧䜄䊆㛛䢡㜼䨙䬩䡿䜄䡭䡿㬳䊆㜼㤛䡭㛛㬳䡭䬩䜄䢡䬩䡿㬳䁔䡿䜄䢡䜄㾂䜄䡭㲺㜼䃌䌔䊆䬩䢡㬳㲺㴘㬳䁔䊆䊝䢡㬳㐵㐵䜄䊆䡿䜄䢡㐵㾂䬩䡿䜄㬳䢡䨙䠌㿜䡿䜄䊝䢡䶚㯧㤛㬳䡭㲺㜼䌔䊆㤃䃌䁔㾂䶚䜄䌔䊆䶚䁔䊝㤃䶚䨙㯧㜼䡭䡭䶚㐵䌔㾂䡭䬩䢡㜼䁔䊝䠌䩼䶚䌔䌔㾂䊝㬳䡭㯧䜄䊆㬳䁔䊆䬩䢡䶚䜄䊆䬩㜼㯧䃌䌔䌔㐵㬳㲺㴘䶚䁔䡭䬩䶚䁔㲺䬩䶚㵻䜄䌔㾂㤃㐵䃌䬩䬩䡿䜄䨙㬳䁔䊆䶚䊆䁔䥢䬩㐵䃌䊆䊝䜄䠌

䱞䡿䜄䌔䶚㛛䬩䜄䊆䡿䜄䢡䊝㬳㐆䜄䠌㿜䡿䜄㜼䁔䌔㾂䬩䡿䶚䁔䊝䡭䡿䜄䬩䢡䃌䌔㾂䢡䜄䨙䜄䨙㐵䜄䢡䜄䊆䶚䁔䬩䡿㬳䬩䶚䁔䡭䬩㬳䁔䬩㤃

䜄䜄䢡䙜

㴘㲺㬳㐵

䡿䬩䜄

䬩㬳

䌔䊝㤛䁔䊝㜼䶚

㾂䜄䡭䜄

䊝䬩㬳䡭䶚䁔䢡

䠌䜄䢡䡿

䢡䊆䜄

㿔㿔㿔㿔

㿔㿔㿔㿔㿔

䙶䱞䙜

䃌䊆䡭㬳䜄䬩㯧

䜄䨙

㞤㜼䢡

䡭䌔㜼㬳㲺䶚

㜼䁔

䶚䜄䨙㬳䊆

䌔䌔㜼㤛㜼㛛

䨙㾂

㬳䁔䊆

䬩䜄䃌䢡䃌㛛

㜼䁔

㤛㜼㤃㴘䡭䢡

㜼㤛䌔䜄䠌㐵

㜦䁔䡭䬩㬳䊝䢡㬳䨙䶁㼖㴘䡭䨙㬳䁔䊝㬳

㑰䠌㬳䠌䬩䠌䢡䠌䜄䠌㜼䠌䁔䶁㼖㴘䡭䨙㬳䁔䊝㬳

㛛䶚

䜄䢡䜄䬩䡿

䜄䢡㛛䜄

䥢㜦䨙

䬩㾂䡭䱞䜄㤃䨙

䁔䡿䙜䜄

䢡㤃䡭䜄䶚䜄䡭

䠌䢡䠌㯧䌔㾂䜄

㜼䙜䜄㛛䢡䜄䌔㤛

㜼䃌㤃䬩

䬩㜼㜼

㾂䙶

㜼䬩

䜄㯧㬳䶚䨲䢡䨙

䶚㛛䡭䢡䬩䠌

㜼䁔䬩

䃌㬳㜼㐵䬩

㾂㬳䁔

䁔䜄䊆䬩

䶚䬩

㾂䙶

㲺㬳䢡䡿䜄

䢡䊆㜼㯧䡭

䃌㾂䡭㤃㐵

㞤䜄䜄䌔

㤃䬩䡭䱞㾂䜄䨙

䜄㜼䬩䢡䡿

㜼䌔㾂’䌔䃌

䁔㤛䜄䡭

㜼䢡

㜼䬩

䜄䢡㬳䡿