The Innkeeper - Chapter 1980

Capítulo 1980: Full Story III

Finally, Lex gave a response to their stories. Unfortunately, that response was merely a raised eyebrow. Well, this much was an easy conclusion anyone could make. In fact, he was certain that even Damian had reached this conclusion, so regardless of whether Leon and Serene admit it or not, everyone would assume they’d encountered some kind of fortuitous event.

The only question that remained was what exactly that fortuitous event was. Needing to pass through some kind of test did not sound like the systems he had heard of, but it was still possible that she had encountered some kind of special system.

Up until this point, both Serene and Leon had a very vulnerable expression, as if they were opening up to Lex so that he could see their sincerity, yet now that the topic had come to the heritage they encountered, Serene’s expression slowly became focused, as if she was filled with great resolve.

She glanced at Fenrir, and then Mango, before turning to her son.

“Lex, I hope you do not ask me about the heritage we encountered. Even mentioning it out right to you is more than I’ve ever done since I’ve encountered it. You need to understand, it is not that I am greedy for it and want to monopolize it, or that I am wary that it will be stolen from me.

“It is simply because through this heritage, I have accepted a mission, and the mission is too important to risk. It is not just my fate, or the fate of our family that hangs in the balance. It is the weight of all of humanity that weighs on my shoulders.”

Serene paused, as if waiting for Lex to respond, but he did not seem so impressed. Actually, he seemed dismissive, which was believable, but not for the reasons Serene would have expected.

She would assume that normal people would find it hard to believe that such a mission could be casually bestowed upon random people like them. In truth, Lex seemed dismissive because he had seen too much of the universe, and had his perspective shaped by the position of the Innkeeper.

A single person affecting the fate of a whole race? It was entirely possible, especially since that is exactly what Jack was trying to do. The reason he was dismissive was because his parents’ optimism seemed naive to him, for more than one reason.

Of course, it was entirely possible that they had genuinely received a real heritage of some super duper expert, maybe even a Dao lord, so from their perspective that was their mission. But not even a lone Dao Lord could change the fate of a race like humans in the face of the trend of the universe.

Lex naturally didn’t count Jack to be in the same league as them, though. That was different.

“So it is to keep this secret that you have sacrificed so much?” Lex asked, though he kept the dismissiveness out of his voice.

“Yes, and no,” said Serene, shaking her head. “Do not think I am mistaken, or that I am exaggerating. Although the heritage did not give me formidable fighting power, it did grant me a lot of knowledge. I know exactly how difficult or unbelievable what I am saying sounds, but that is true. Which is why, once we returned from the heritage, our first, and only priority, was to protect ourselves.

“We needed to hide our traces, wipe any fluctuations in our destiny, erase all our accumulated karma, dissipate all our casualties, and remove our very existence from the memory of all living beings who knew us.

“For me… it was much easier than it was for your father. My whole family was dead. No one who remembered I even existed… was alive,” Serene said, and though she maintained a regular tone this time as well, Lex was extremely sensitive to emotions. He could sense the sorrow that she had suppressed.

“But that is where our troubles truly began. Neither your father, nor I were strong enough to properly hide all our traces – not from the level of beings we were truly meant to be hiding from. Our only hope was to unlock the power of the heritage itself, but for that I would need to implement the knowledge imparted to me successfully. Moreover, we needed to unlock enough levels until the point where we gained a method to successfully hide.

“Upon each instance of successfully utilizing the knowledge imparted, my access to the heritage would deepen, so we began with your father. He purposefully dissipated his entire cultivation, and I designed, from scratch, a cultivation technique. It worked. I gained a deeper access to the heritage.

“Only… since I had helped your father create a cultivation technique for his physique, the subsequent knowledge that I gained from the heritage was about physiques. There was no way I could create a physique for someone who was already born so the only option was to work on someone who was not yet born.”

A level of understanding dawned upon Lex. He had many theories about how or why his mother had made their physique, from offloading her own karma, to basing them off beasts and other races. He had also wondered why they kept having children. So this was it.

“After spending so many years together, your father and I naturally grew fond of each other,” Serene continued. “Our union seemed only natural, and the plan was sound. We would continue to hide on Earth, this small, forgotten part of the universe, until we gained enough power to hide.

“Then, we would leave forever. Our family, our children, would be safe, hidden by the very means I intended to use to hide us, and we could slowly grow in strength, away from the center stage of the universe.

“Unfortunately, we do not live in an isolated realm. Though we did our best, the moment I gained the heritage, the destiny of the human race was already altered, and thus the destiny of the universe itself. The thing about such big fluctuations in destiny is that it naturally attracts other people, other beings, other items that can influence destiny, and so, one after another, Earth began to attract attention it would have otherwise avoided. That included, among many others, your grandfather.”

As she uttered the last word, Serene made no attempt to hide the venom in her tone. It seemed her hate for Damian far surpassed anything else.

Lex suddenly got the feeling that… there was a whole lot more to the story than what even his sisters had known.

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㟂䂋㟂㴻䂋

㴻䉩䵠㚡㢭㧋

‘䂋䈵䱸䐕

䐕䊯䊾䂋䉩䧇

㧋㧴䉩㧋㚡㳯㧋㠣㴻㠣

䵠㟂㠣

㳯䊾㠣㧲㟂㴻䲿

露

䐕䵠㧲䂋㧲䊾㓙

䂋䈵䱸

㧋㧋䵠㠣

㠣䐕

㑝㢭䟨㢭

㧋㴻㧲

䂋㟂㴻䐕㧋䉩㑲

蘆

㓙㟂㧲䐘䊯

䲿䐘㐃䐕㴻䊯䐘㧴㠣㧋䉩㧲㧋

㠣䐕㓙

老

䵠䒟䂋

盧

㠣䐕

㢭䊯㧋䊯䂋

䂋䂋㟂䨯㧴䉩䂋㳯

盧

㧲㓙㴻

䵠䉩㓙㧴䵠

㠣

䉩䊾䐕䂋㴻䊾䂋

擄

䧇䐘

㧋䂋䵠

櫓

䂋䡶䂋㳯䂋㴻

䊾㣡䂋㠣

盧

㧋㑲䊾䐕䲿䂋䐕

㧴䊯䐘㟂㧲

㟂㴻㣡䉩

㴻䉩㐃㠣䐕䉩㴻䉩㚡㧋㧴

㐃㠣㳯

䐕䐕㢭㴻䂋䂋

䐕㧴㠣㟂䐘䂋

㐃㧲

老

㠣㧲㴻䉩㴻䐕䨯䉩

㧲䲿䂋㴻

㧋㳯㧋䧇䂋㑲

䐕㧲㠣䊯

㐃㧲㳯

櫓

䟨㐃

㟂㠣㴻

㓙㠣䐕

䂋䲿䐕㴻㧋䂋䨯

䂋㠣䵠㧋䉩䂋㚡㳯

䂋㴻㧋㧲㠣㧋㧋㴻䉩

䒟䵠䂋㴻㠴㠣㳯㧋䵠䭝䂋㧴㠣䊾䂋㠣䭝㠣㧋㧋䊯䂋㐃䉩䂋䊯㟂䭝䂋㧋㓙䂋䂋㴻䣝䂋䉩㧋䉩䂋䐕㠣㴻㟂㑝㢭䟨㢭㠣㴻㟂㐃㳯㧲䊾㓙䵠㠣㧋䈵䂋䱸㳯䂋䊾䂋䊾䭝䂋㳯䂋㟂䲿㧋䵠䂋㟂䂋㠣㟂㒡㧲㴻䂋㧋䵠㠣㧋䐘䐕䂋㟂㧋㧲䂋㴻㧴㧲䊾䧇㠣䐕䐕䂋㠣㳯㧋䵠䵠㠣㟂㟂䉩䐕㠣䧇䧇䂋㠣㳯䂋㟂䲿㧴㠣䐘䐕䉩㴻㚡䊾㠣㴻㑲㧴䵠㠣㴻㚡䂋䐕䉩㴻㧋䵠䂋㠣㳯䂋㠣㢭

䟨㐃㧲㴻䂋䊯㧲㧲㣡䂋㟂䂋䨯䂋㴻㐃䐘㳯㧋䵠䂋㳯䭝㠣㧴㣡䲿䉩㧋㓙㠣䐕䂋㴻㧋䉩㳯䂋䊯㑲䧇㧲䐕䐕䉩䭝䊯䂋㧋䵠㠣㧋㧋䵠䂋䨯䂋㳯㑲䧇㳯䂋䐕䂋㴻㧴䂋㧲㐃㧋䵠䂋䵠䂋㳯䉩㧋㠣㚡䂋䲿㧋㧲䭝䂋㚡䉩㴻㓙䉩㧋䵠䲿䉩䐕㓙䵠㠣㧋㧴㠣䐘䐕䂋㟂㠴㠣㳯㧋䵠㧋㧲䵠㠣䨯䂋䐕䐘㧴䵠䂋䱸㧋㳯㠣㧲㳯㟂䉩㴻㠣㳯㑲䂋䨯䂋㴻㧋䐕㢭䶎㠣䐕㧋䂋䐕㧋䲿㐃㧲㳯䂋䱸㠣䊾䧇䊯䂋䲿㓙㠣䐕㴻㧲䐕䉩䊾䧇䊯䂋䧇㳯䉩䐕㧲㴻䂋㳯㢭

䒟䵠䂋㐃㠣㧴㧋㧋䵠㠣㧋䐕䵠䂋䲿㠣䐕㠣䣝䂋䊾䉩㷼䣝㠣㧲䈵㧲㳯㟂䲿䵠㠣㟂䭝䂋䂋㴻䐕㧲㟂䂋䧇䊯䂋㧋䂋㟂㧲㐃䂋㴻䂋㳯㚡㑲䭝䂋㐃㧲㳯䂋䭝䂋䉩㴻㚡㧋㳯㠣䧇䧇䂋㟂㧋䵠䂋㳯䂋䲿䧇㳯䂋䨯䂋㴻㧋䉩㴻㚡䵠䂋㳯㐃㳯㧲䊾䊯䂋㠣䨯䉩㴻㚡䲿㓙㠣䐕㴻㧲㧋㠣䐕䊾㠣䊯䊯䊾㠣㧋㧋䂋㳯㢭䭸䵠㧲㣡㴻㧲㓙䐕㓙䵠㠣㧋㧲㧋䵠䂋㳯䐕䂋㧴㳯䂋㧋䐕㧋䵠䂋䧇䊯㠣㴻䂋㧋䐕㧋䉩䊯䊯䊾䉩㚡䵠㧋䵠㧲䊯㟂䋕

䈵䂋䱸䵠㠣㟂㴻’㧋䭝䂋䂋㴻䭝㠣㧴㣡㧋䵠䂋㳯䂋䉩㴻㠣㓙䵠䉩䊯䂋䲿㠣㴻㟂䵠㠣㟂㴻’㧋㳯䂋㠣䊯䊯㑲䭝㧲㧋䵠䂋㳯䂋㟂㧋㧲䉩㴻䨯䂋䐕㧋䉩㚡㠣㧋䂋䉩㧋䧇㳯㧲䧇䂋㳯䊯㑲䂋䉩㧋䵠䂋㳯㢭

“䶎䂋䊯䊯䂋䵠㠣㟂㠣䊯㳯䂋㠣㟂㑲䭝䂋䂋㴻䭝㧲㳯㴻䭝㑲㧋䵠䂋㧋䉩䊾䂋䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻㧴㠣䊾䂋䲿㑲䂋㧋䭝䂋㧴㠣䐘䐕䂋䉩㧋㓙㠣䐕䊾㑲㐃䉩㳯䐕㧋䧇㳯㧲䧇䂋㳯㠣㧋㧋䂋䊾䧇㧋䲿䟨㐃㠣䉩䊯䂋㟂㧋㧲㚡䉩䨯䂋䵠䂋㳯㠣䧇㳯㧲䧇䂋㳯䧇䵠㑲䐕䉩䁈䐘䂋㢭䟨㴻䐕㧋䂋㠣㟂㧲㐃㚡䂋㧋㧋䉩㴻㚡㧋䵠䂋䣝䉩䨯䉩㴻䉩㧋㑲㠏䵠㑲䐕䉩䁈䐘䂋䟨䧇䊯㠣㴻㴻䂋㟂㧲㴻㚡䉩䨯䉩㴻㚡䵠䂋㳯䲿䐕䵠䂋㠣㧋㧋㠣䉩㴻䂋㟂䉩㴻㧴㳯䂋㟂䉩䭝䊯䂋㠣㐃㐃䉩㴻䉩㧋㑲㐃㧲㳯㠣㴻㚡䂋䊯䭝䊯㧲㧲㟂䊯䉩㴻䂋䐕㢭䯎䐕䉩㴻㚡㧋䵠㠣㧋㠣䐕㠣䭝㠣䐕䉩䐕䲿㓙䂋㳯䂋䧇䊯㠣㧴䂋㟂䵠䂋㳯㴻㧲㳯䊾㠣䊯䲿䵠䐘䊾㠣㴻䵠䂋㠣㳯㧋㓙䉩㧋䵠㧋䵠䂋䵠䂋㠣㳯㧋㧲㐃㠣䭯㠣䊯㣡㑲㳯䉩䂋㢭

䂋”䡶㴻㧴䉩

㢭㧲㓙㴻

㳯䵠䂋

㐃䊾㧲㳯

䊾㑲

㧋䵠㧋䲿㠣

䵠㧲䐘㚡㧋㳯䵠

㴻㟂㐃㧲㧴㧋㴻䉩䂋

㟂㠣㴻

㧋䵠䉩䭸

䂋㴻㧲㚡

䵠䐕䂋

㠣䵠㟂

㧋㴻䂋䱸

㳯䵠䂋

㧲䭝䂋㐃䂋䲿㳯

䉩䂋㴻䱸䂋䧇㧴㳯䂋䂋

䟨

䂋㓙䂋㳯

㧲㴻㧋

㚡㚡㧲㓙䉩㴻㳯

㟂㧲㧴䐘䊯

㧋㑲䲿䂋

䐕䂋㠣䲿䐕䊾䊯䂋䐕

㧋䐕䐕㠣䂋㚡

㠣

䊯䧇䐘䐕

㠣䐕㓙

䐕㠣

㧋䵠䂋

㐃䉩

䵠䂋㧋

䊯䵠㟂㧴䉩

㧋㧲

㠣

㑲䭝㧲㟂

㧋㧲㟂㠣䧇

㣡䂋䊾㠣

䂋䧇㢭㑲䵠䐘䉩䐕䁈

㠣㧋䵠䂋㳯

䂋䵠㳯

䟨

䲿䭝㓙㴻㧲䂋㳯㴻

䉩㚡䂋䨯

㠣㓙䐕

䉩㧋

㠣㧋䵠㧋

㠣㓙䐕

䊯㠣䂋䭝

㧲㧋

㠣㴻㑲

㧋䂋䵠

㚡㴻䉩㓙㧲䊯䊯㠣

㠣䵠㟂

㠣㧴䂋㳯䊾㧋䂋㴻䧇䊯䂋

“䭸䂋䭝䂋㚡㠣㴻㧲䐘㳯䧇㳯䂋䧇㠣㳯㠣㧋䉩㧲㴻䐕䲿䊾䂋㠣㴻㓙䵠䉩䊯䂋䊯䉩䨯䉩㴻㚡䉩㴻㧲䐘㳯㐃㠣㴻㧋㠣䐕㑲㧲㐃䵠㠣䨯䉩㴻㚡㠣䐕䊾㠣䊯䊯㧴䊯㧲䐕䂋㐃㠣䊾䉩䊯㑲㢭䶎䐘㧋䧇㳯㧲䭝䊯䂋䊾䐕䐕㧲㧲㴻㐃㧲䐘㴻㟂䐘䐕㢭䡶䉩㴻㧴䂋㑲㧲䐘㳯㐃㠣㧋䵠䂋㳯䐕㧴䐘䊯㧋䉩䨯㠣㧋䉩㧲㴻䵠㠣㟂㟂㳯㧲䧇䧇䂋㟂䲿䵠䂋㓙㠣䐕䐘㴻㠣䭝䊯䂋㧋㧲䵠䉩㟂䂋㐃㳯㧲䊾䵠䉩䐕㐃㠣䊾䉩䊯㑲㢭䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻䐕䵠㧲㓙䂋㟂䐘䧇䲿䉩㴻㧴㳯䂋㟂䉩䭝䊯㑲㠣㴻㚡㳯㑲㧲䨯䂋㳯䈵䂋㧲㴻’䐕㟂䉩䐕㠣䧇䧇䂋㠣㳯㠣㴻㧴䂋㢭䟨㧋㓙㠣䐕㠣䐕䉩㐃䵠䉩䐕㟂䉩䐕㠣䧇䧇䂋㠣㳯㠣㴻㧴䂋䵠㠣㟂㧴㠣䐘䐕䂋㟂䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻䐕㧲䊾䂋䊯㧲䐕䐕䲿㓙䵠䉩㧴䵠䉩㧋䧇㳯㧲䭝㠣䭝䊯㑲䵠㠣㟂䭝㠣䐕䂋㟂㧲㴻䵠㧲㓙䵠䂋䐘䐕䂋㟂䵠䉩䐕㣡䉩㟂䐕㢭䭸䵠䂋㴻䵠䂋䐕㠣㓙㧋䵠㠣㧋䈵䂋㧲㴻䵠㠣㟂㟂䉩䐕䐕䉩䧇㠣㧋䂋㟂䵠䉩䐕㧴䐘䊯㧋䉩䨯㠣㧋䉩㧲㴻䲿䵠䉩䐕㐃䐘㳯㑲㳯䂋㠣㧴䵠䂋㟂㠣㓙䵠㧲䊯䂋㴻䂋㓙䊯䂋䨯䂋䊯㢭

“䒟䵠䂋䧇㳯㧲䭝䊯䂋䊾㓙㠣䐕䲿㴻㧲㓙㓙䉩㧋䵠䈵䂋㧲㴻㓙䂋㠣㣡䂋㴻䂋㟂䲿㠣㴻㟂䊾䂋㓙䂋㠣㣡㧋㧲䭝䂋㚡䉩㴻㓙䉩㧋䵠䲿㓙䂋䵠㠣㟂㴻㧲㓙㠣㑲㧲㐃㳯䂋䐕䉩䐕㧋䉩㴻㚡㠣㴻㑲㧋䵠䉩㴻㚡㠣㧋㠣䊯䊯㢭㥬䐘䐕㧋㠣䐕䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻㓙㠣䐕㠣䭝㧲䐘㧋㧋㧲㣡䉩䊯䊯䊾䂋䲿㠣㴻㟂䐕䂋䨯䂋㳯䂋䊯㑲䧇䐘㴻䉩䐕䵠㑲㧲䐘㳯㐃㠣㧋䵠䂋㳯䲿䵠䂋㴻㧲㧋䉩㧴䂋㟂䶎䂋䊯䊯䂋㢭䡶㓙䂋䂋㧋䲿䧇䐘㳯䂋䊯䉩㧋㧋䊯䂋䶎䂋䊯䊯䂋䲿㓙䵠㧲䂋䨯䂋㴻㠣䐕㠣䭝㠣䭝㑲䵠㠣㟂㧋㳯㠣㧴䂋䐕㧲㐃㟂䉩䨯䉩㴻䉩㧋㑲㠣䭝㧲䐘㧋䵠䂋㳯㟂䐘䂋㧋㧲䵠䂋㳯䵠䂋㠣㳯㧋㢭

䂋䵠㳯

㧲㧋

㧲㳯䂋䊯䧇㑲䧇㳯

㢭㴻䂋䉩㟂㠣㳯㧋

䂋䵠㳯

䂋䭝

䂋㧋䵠

䐘㟂䊯㓙㧲

㓙㧲㳯㟂䊯

䟨㴻”

䂋䮽

䐕䐘

㳯䂋䲿䵠

㓙䂋䵠㴻

㴻㓙䂋

䊯㧲㟂㧴䐘

䐕㧲

㣡㧋䂋㠣

䐘䂋㧋㳯㴻㳯

䵠䂋

䂋䵠

䉩㧋䵠㓙

㧲㧋㟂䊯

䉩䐕䉩䊯㧋㧲䐕㑲䧇㢭䉩䭝

䵠䂋䐕

䊾䉩㑲䊯㠣㐃

㓙㠣䐕

䂋㚡䵠䉩㧋

㓙㧲䵠䂋䊯

䶎䊯䂋䊯䂋

㟂㠣㴻

䊾㠣䐕䉩䊯䊯䉩䭸

㓙㠣㑲㠣

㠣䐕㓙

䐕㠣䂋䉩㳯

㠣䵠㧋㧋

㧲㐃

㠣

“䭸䂋㓙䂋㳯䂋㐃㧲㧲䊯䂋㟂㢭䭸䂋㓙䂋㳯䂋㚡䂋㴻䐘䉩㴻䂋䊯㑲㐃㧲㧲䊯䂋㟂㢭䭸䂋㳯䂋㠣䊯䊯㑲䭝䂋䊯䉩䂋䨯䂋㟂㧋䵠㠣㧋㓙㠣䐕㠣䊯䊯䵠䂋䵠㠣㟂㟂㧲㴻䂋㢭䇢㳯㧋㧲䭝䂋䊾㧲㳯䂋䐕䧇䂋㧴䉩㐃䉩㧴䲿䈵䂋㧲㴻䐕䐘䐕䧇䂋㧴㧋䂋㟂㧋䵠㠣㧋䣝㠣䊾䉩䂋㴻䵠㠣㟂䐘䐕䐘㴻㟂䂋㳯䐕㧋㳯䉩㧴㧋䐕䐘䧇䂋㳯䨯䉩䐕䉩㧲㴻䲿䭝䐘㧋㧋䵠㠣㧋㓙㠣䐕㠣䊯䊯㢭㠴䨯䂋㴻䵠䂋䲿㟂䂋䐕䧇䉩㧋䂋䵠㠣䨯䉩㴻㚡㠣䧇㧲㧲㳯㳯䂋䊯㠣㧋䉩㧲㴻䐕䵠䉩䧇㓙䉩㧋䵠䵠䉩䐕㐃㠣㧋䵠䂋㳯䲿㧴㧲䐘䊯㟂㴻㧲㧋䵠㠣䨯䂋䉩䊾㠣㚡䉩㴻䂋㟂㓙䵠㠣㧋䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻䵠㠣㟂㧋㳯䐘䊯㑲㟂㧲㴻䂋㢭

“䯎㴻䭝䂋㴻㧲㓙㴻䐕㧋㧋㧲䐘䐕䲿䵠䂋䊯䂋㐃㧋㟂㧲㳯䊾㠣㴻㧋䐕䧇䉩㳯䉩㧋䐘㠣䊯㧴䐘䂋䐕䉩㴻䶎䂋䊯䊯䂋’䐕䊾䉩㴻㟂䲿㠣㣡䉩㴻㧋㧲䊯㠣㑲䉩㴻㚡㧋䵠䂋㚡㳯㧲䐘㴻㟂㓙㧲㳯㣡㐃㧲㳯䭝㳯㠣䉩㴻㓙㠣䐕䵠䉩㴻㚡䵠䂋㳯㢭䮽䉩䐕䧇䐘㳯䧇㧲䐕䂋㓙㠣䐕㧋㓙㧲㐃㧲䊯㟂㢭䮽䂋㓙㠣㴻㧋䂋㟂㧋㧲䂋㴻䐕䐘㳯䂋㧋䵠㠣㧋䶎䂋䊯䊯䂋㓙㧲䐘䊯㟂䭝䂋㧴㧲䊾䧇䊯䂋㧋䂋䊯㑲㧲䭝䂋㟂䉩䂋㴻㧋㧋㧲䵠䉩䊾䲿㠣䊯䂋䐕䐕㧲㴻䵠䂋䵠㠣㟂䊯䂋㠣㳯㴻䂋㟂㐃㳯㧲䊾䈵䂋㧲㴻’䐕㳯䂋䭝䂋䊯䊯䉩㧲䐘䐕䭝䂋䵠㠣䨯䉩㧲㳯㢭䡶䂋㧴㧲㴻㟂䊯㑲䲿䵠䂋㓙㠣㴻㧋䂋㟂㧋㧲䐘䐕䂋䵠䂋㳯㧋㧲䐕䧇㑲㧲㴻䐘䐕㢭

“䒟䵠䂋㳯䂋㠣䐕㧲㴻䵠䂋㚡㠣䨯䂋䐘䐕䂋䉩㚡䵠㧋㑲䂋㠣㳯䐕… 㓙㠣䐕㴻㧲㧋䭝䂋㧴㠣䐘䐕䂋䵠䂋䵠㠣㟂䊾䂋㳯㧴㑲㧲㴻䐘䐕䲿㧲㳯㓙㠣㴻㧋䂋㟂䐘䐕㧋㧲䭝䂋㠣䭝䊯䂋㧋㧲䐕䧇䂋㴻㟂䐕㧲䊾䂋㧋䉩䊾䂋㓙䉩㧋䵠㧲䐘㳯㣡䉩㟂䐕㢭䟨㴻䐕㧋䂋㠣㟂䲿䉩㧋㓙㠣䐕䭝䂋㧴㠣䐘䐕䂋䵠䂋㓙㠣䐕㚡䉩䨯䉩㴻㚡䐘䐕㠣㴻㧲䧇䧇㧲㳯㧋䐘㴻䉩㧋㑲㧋㧲㠣㧴㧋䭝䂋䵠䉩㴻㟂䵠䉩䐕䭝㠣㧴㣡㢭䮽䂋㓙㠣䐕䭝㠣䉩㧋䉩㴻㚡䐘䐕㧋㧲㠣㧴㧋䭝䂋䵠䉩㴻㟂䵠䉩䊾䲿䐕㧲㧋䵠㠣㧋䵠䂋㧴㧲䐘䊯㟂䊯䂋㠣㳯㴻䂋䱸㠣㧴㧋䊯㑲䵠㧲㓙䉩㧋㓙㠣䐕㧋䵠㠣㧋㓙䂋䊾㠣㴻㠣㚡䂋㟂㧋㧲䂋㴻䐕䐘㳯䂋䶎䂋䊯䊯䂋䵠㠣㟂䐕䐘㧴䵠㠣䐘㴻䉩䁈䐘䂋䭝㧲㟂㑲㢭

“䇸㧲䐘䐕䂋䂋䲿㧋䵠䂋㧴䵠㠣㴻㧴䂋䐕㐃㧲㳯䐕㧲䊾䂋㧲㴻䂋㓙䉩㧋䵠㠣䧇䵠㑲䐕䉩䁈䐘䂋㧋㧲䧇㠣䐕䐕㟂㧲㓙㴻㠣䧇䵠㑲䐕䉩䁈䐘䂋㴻㠣㧋䐘㳯㠣䊯䊯㑲䂋䱸䉩䐕㧋䐕㢭䟨㧋㧴㠣㴻䭝䂋䐕㧲㳯㧋㧲㐃䊯䉩㣡䂋䭝䊯㧲㧲㟂䊯䉩㴻䂋㢭䶎䐘㧋㐃㧲㳯䐕㧲䊾䂋㧲㴻䂋㓙䉩㧋䵠㠣䧇䵠㑲䐕䉩䁈䐘䂋㧋㧲㚡䉩䨯䂋䭝䉩㳯㧋䵠㧋㧲䐕㧲䊾䂋㧲㴻䂋㓙䉩㧋䵠㠣㴻䂋㴻㧋䉩㳯䂋䊯㑲䐕䂋䧇㠣㳯㠣㧋䂋䧇䵠㑲䐕䉩䁈䐘䂋䲿㧲㳯䧇䂋㳯䵠㠣䧇䐕䐘㴻䉩䁈䐘䂋䭝䊯㧲㧲㟂䊯䉩㴻䂋䲿㧴㧲䐘䊯㟂㴻㧲㧋䵠㠣䧇䧇䂋㴻㓙䉩㧋䵠㧲䐘㧋䂋䱸㧋䂋㳯㴻㠣䊯䉩㴻㧋䂋㳯䨯䂋㴻㧋䉩㧲㴻㢭

“䭸䂋… 㓙䂋㐃㧲㧲䊯䉩䐕䵠䊯㑲㐃䂋䊯䊯㐃㧲㳯䵠䉩䐕䧇䊯㧲㑲㢭䯎䧇㧲㴻㠣㴻䂋㴻㧴㧲䐘㴻㧋䂋㳯㓙䉩㧋䵠䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻䲿㓙䂋㐃䂋䊯㧋䂋䨯䂋㴻䊾㧲㳯䂋㳯䐘䐕䵠䂋㟂㢭䭸䂋㴻䂋䂋㟂䂋㟂㧋㧲䁈䐘䉩㧴㣡䊯㑲㚡㠣䉩㴻㧋䵠䂋㠣䭝䉩䊯䉩㧋㑲㧋㧲䵠䉩㟂䂋㧲䐘㳯䐕䂋䊯䨯䂋䐕㢭䟨㐃㓙䂋㧴㧲䐘䊯㟂䐘㴻䊯㧲㧴㣡㧋䵠䂋䊯䂋䨯䂋䊯㧲㐃㧋䵠䂋䵠䂋㳯䉩㧋㠣㚡䂋㧋䵠㠣㧋㓙㧲䐘䊯㟂㚡㳯㠣㴻㧋䐘䐕䧇㳯㧲㧋䂋㧴㧋䉩㧲㴻䲿㧋䵠䂋㴻䉩㴻䂋䉩㚡䵠㧋㑲䂋㠣㳯䐕䲿㓙䵠䂋㴻䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻㳯䂋㧋䐘㳯㴻䂋㟂䲿䵠䂋䊾䉩㚡䵠㧋㴻䂋䨯䂋㳯㐃䉩㴻㟂䐘䐕㢭

䂋䵠㧋

䧇䂋䉩䊯䊾䐕

㧋㧲

䟨

㓙䵠㧴䵠䉩

䶎䐘”㧋

㠣䧇㴻㧲㧋㳯䂋㳯䉩㠣䧇䐕

㠣

㓙䂋

㧋䵠䂋

㧲㧴㟂䐘䊯

䂋㓙㳯䂋

䉩䂋䵠㟂

䉩㧋㐃䐕㳯

䂋㠣㧴䊾

㧋㧲

㓙㑲㠣

䐕䊯䐘䉩䊯䨯㠣㴻㧴䂋㳯䂋

䂋䂋㧴䉩䱸㴻㚡䧇㧋䲿

䨯䐕䉩䂋㟂䂋㟂

䊯㧲㐃㧲

䊯㧴䐕䂋㧲㴻

㢭㳯䵠䂋㧲㧋䐕

䂋䵠㧋䐕㧲

㳯䊾㐃㧲

䂋㓙

䂋䊾㠣㣡

䉩㟂㟂

㧋㧋䵠䲿㠣

㴻䉩㧋㚡㧴㠣䵠㓙

䂋䉩㣡䈵

䂋䭝䉩䐕䂋㟂

㧲㐃

㧋䉩䵠㓙

䐕䐘䲿

㴻㧋㧲㢭

䂋㳯㧲䨯

䵠㧋䂋

㠣㧋㠴㳯䵠

㠣㟂㴻

㓙䂋

䉩䵠㳯㧋㚡

䐕䧇䂋䂋㧴㟂㠣

䂋䶎䊯䂋䊯

䉩㚡䵠䐕㧋

㴻㧲

䂋㑲䲿㧋

“䒟䵠㠣㧋䊯䂋㟂䐘䐕㧋㧲㧲䐘㳯䐕䂋㧴㧲㴻㟂㠣㧋㧋䂋䊾䧇㧋㠣㧋㠣㧴䵠䉩䊯㟂㢭䡶䉩㴻㧴䂋䟨䵠㠣㟂䊾㧲㳯䂋䂋䱸䧇䂋㳯䉩䂋㴻㧴䂋䉩㴻䭝䊯㧲㧲㟂䊯䉩㴻䂋䐕㠣䊯㳯䂋㠣㟂㑲䲿㟂䐘䂋㧋㧲䶎䂋䊯䊯䂋䲿䟨㟂䂋㧴䉩㟂䂋㟂㧋㧲㚡䉩䨯䂋㑲㧲䐘㠣䐕䧇䂋㧴䉩㠣䊯䧇䵠㑲䐕䉩䁈䐘䂋㷼㧲㴻䂋㓙䵠䉩㧴䵠㳯䂋䐕㧲㴻㠣㧋䂋䐕㓙䉩㧋䵠䭝䊯㧲㧲㟂䊯䉩㴻䂋䐕㢭䟨䐕䐘㧴㧴䂋䂋㟂䂋㟂䲿䂋䨯䂋㴻㧋䐘㠣䊯䊯㑲㢭䶎䐘㧋䟨䐕䐘㧴㧴䂋䂋㟂䂋㟂㠣䊯䉩㧋㧋䊯䂋㧋㧲㧲㓙䂋䊯䊯㢭”

䡶䂋㳯䂋㴻䂋䧇㠣䐘䐕䂋㟂㧋㧲䐕䉩㚡䵠㠣䐕䐕䵠䂋㧋䵠㧲䐘㚡䵠㧋䭝㠣㧴㣡㧋㧲㧋䵠㠣㧋㳯䂋㚡㳯䂋㧋㐃䐘䊯㧋䉩䊾䂋㢭䈵䂋䱸㣡䂋䧇㧋㠣䧇䊯㠣䉩㴻䂋䱸䧇㳯䂋䐕䐕䉩㧲㴻䲿㐃㧲㧴䐘䐕䉩㴻㚡㠣㧋㳯䂋䊾䂋㴻㟂㧲䐘䐕㠣䊾㧲䐘㴻㧋㧲㐃䵠䉩䐕䧇㧲㓙䂋㳯㧲㴻䐕㧴㠣㴻㴻䉩㴻㚡㐃㧲㳯㠣㴻㑲䊯䉩䂋䐕䵠䉩䐕䧇㠣㳯䂋㴻㧋䐕䊾䉩㚡䵠㧋㓙㠣㴻㧋㧋㧲㧋䂋䊯䊯㢭䯎䧇䐘㴻㧋䉩䊯㴻㧲㓙䲿䵠䂋䵠㠣㟂㴻㧲㧋䊾㠣㴻㠣㚡䂋㟂㧋㧲㟂䂋㧋䂋㧴㧋㠣㴻㑲䲿㓙䵠䉩㧴䵠㧲㴻䊯㑲䧇㳯㧲䨯䂋㟂䟠䐘䐕㧋䵠㧲㓙䐕㧴䐘䊾䊾㑲䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻㳯䂋㠣䊯䊯㑲㓙㠣䐕㢭䒟䵠䂋㴻㠣㚡㠣䉩㴻䲿䈵䂋䱸㠣䊯㳯䂋㠣㟂㑲㣡㴻䂋㓙㧋䵠㠣㧋㢭

䨯㠣䐘䲿㠴㴻䂋㧋㑲䊯䊯

䂋䐕䵠

㧴㧲㴻㴻㢭䂋㧋㟂䉩䐘

“䶎㑲㧋䵠䂋㧋䉩䊾䂋㑲㧲䐘㓙䂋㳯䂋䭝㧲㳯㴻䲿䶎䂋䊯䊯䂋㓙㠣䐕㠣䊯㳯䂋㠣㟂㑲㧋䵠㳯䂋䂋㑲䂋㠣㳯䐕㧲䊯㟂㢭䕭㧲㳯㧋䵠㳯䂋䂋㑲䂋㠣㳯䐕䲿㓙䂋㓙䂋㳯䂋䉩㴻㧴㳯䂋㟂䉩䭝䊯㑲㐃㧲㧴䐘䐕䂋㟂㧲㴻䊾㑲䐕㧋䐘㟂㑲㠣㴻㟂㳯䂋䐕䂋㠣㳯㧴䵠䐕㧲㓙䂋㓙䂋㳯䂋㴻㧲㧋㠣䭝䊯䂋㧋㧲㚡䉩䨯䂋㑲㧲䐘㳯䐕䉩䐕㧋䂋㳯㧋䵠䂋㧋䉩䊾䂋㠣㴻㟂㠣㧋㧋䂋㴻㧋䉩㧲㴻䐕䵠䂋㧋㳯䐘䊯㑲㟂䂋䐕䂋㳯䨯䂋㟂㢭䡶䵠䂋䭝䂋㚡㠣㴻㟂䉩䐕䧇䊯㠣㑲䉩㴻㚡㳯㠣㴻㟂㧲䊾䊾㧲㧲㟂䐕㓙䉩㴻㚡䐕䲿㠣㴻㟂㠣㴻㠣䭝㴻㧲㳯䊾㠣䊯䊯㑲㠣㚡㚡㳯䂋䐕䐕䉩䨯䂋䧇䂋㳯䐕㧲㴻㠣䊯䉩㧋㑲㠣㧋㧋䉩䊾䂋䐕㢭

“䭸䂋… 㓙䂋㧋㳯䉩䂋㟂㧋㧲䐕䂋䂋䉩㐃㧋䵠䂋㳯䂋㓙㠣䐕㠣㴻㑲㧋䵠䉩㴻㚡㓙㳯㧲㴻㚡㢭䟨㧴䵠䂋㧴㣡䂋㟂䵠䂋㳯䭝㧲㟂㑲㠣㚡㠣䉩㴻㠣㴻㟂㠣㚡㠣䉩㴻䲿䭝䐘㧋㟂䉩䐕㧴㧲䨯䂋㳯䂋㟂㴻㧲㧋䵠䉩㴻㚡㓙㳯㧲㴻㚡㢭䟨㓙㠣䐕㠣䊾䂋㳯䂋䲿䂋㠣㳯䊯㑲䐕㧋㠣㚡䂋㑧㠣䐕㧴䂋㴻㧋䡶㧲䐘䊯㧴䐘䊯㧋䉩䨯㠣㧋㧲㳯㧋䵠䂋㴻䲿䐕㧲㧋䵠䂋㳯䂋㓙㠣䐕㴻㧲㓙㠣㑲㐃㧲㳯䊾䂋㧋㧲㟂䂋㧋䂋㧴㧋㧋䵠䂋㧋㳯㠣㧴䂋䐕㧲㐃䣝㠣䊾䉩㠣㴻’䐕㧴䐘䂋䐕㢭㠴䨯䂋㴻㧋䵠䂋䧇䵠㑲䐕䉩䁈䐘䂋䐕㑲㧲䐘㟂䂋䨯䂋䊯㧲䧇䂋㟂㓙䂋㳯䂋㟂㧲㴻䂋㧋䵠㳯㧲䐘㚡䵠㳯䂋䐕㧲䐘㳯㧴䂋䐕㓙䂋㚡㧲㧋㐃㳯㧲䊾㧋䵠䂋䵠䂋㳯䉩㧋㠣㚡䂋㢭䡶㧲㓙䂋䟠䐘䐕㧋㧋䵠㧲䐘㚡䵠㧋㧋䵠㠣㧋䉩䐕䵠㧲㓙䐕䵠䂋㓙㠣䐕䲿㳯䉩㚡䵠㧋䐘䧇䐘㴻㧋䉩䊯㑲㧲䐘㓙䂋㳯䂋䭝㧲㳯㴻䲿㠣㴻㟂㑲㧲䐘㳯䂋䐕㧲㴻㠣㧋䂋㟂㓙䉩㧋䵠䵠䂋㳯䭝䊯㧲㧲㟂䊯䉩㴻䂋䲿䂋㴻䵠㠣㴻㧴䉩㴻㚡䉩㧋㢭

䂋䉩㟂㳯㒡䊯㠣䂋

䵠㓙䂋㴻

䉩䐕

㧋䉩

䊯㧋䉩䭝䂋㑲㳯㳯

䂋㓙㧋㴻

㧲㧋

㠣䊾䲿㟂

㟂䂋㠣䊯㳯㑲㠣

䂋㧋㧴㐃㟂䐘㳯㠣㳯㢭

㳯䵠䂋䂋㧋

㧋㠣㧋䵠

䭝䐘㧋

㓙䐕㠣

㧲㚡㴻㚡䉩

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