Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1379: 114: Snow Guards Form Up
Capítulo 1379: Chapter 114: Snow Guards Form Up
The elder was not an elder of the Seven Clans-like Lu Feng.
But his presence here was indeed at the behest of Lu Feng. If the Snow Clan were to easily eliminate ambition, that would be abnormal.
Watching the distant figure of Lu Qingxue, a middle-aged man next to him turned his head: “Elder Lu Jie, Miss Qingxue…”
The look in his eyes was a clear reminder; they all came with a mission, and simply giving up would be unsatisfactory. How could they report back without facing a headache?
“Pay no mind.”
Elder Lu Jie squinted his eyes and shook his head, “This is merely a test, an opportunity that is a double-edged sword. If… someone encounters danger, then it is the moment for our Snow Clan to regain liberty.”
Ambition burned deep in his pupils.
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, instantly understanding, respectfully nodded, and withdrew.
“Golden Edge Snow Guards, advance with me.”
“The time has come for our clan to achieve and succeed.”
Lu Jie’s gaze was cold as he carried a long sword thin as a cicada’s wing, with a narrow, slender blade, and led the charge.
A booming response followed behind.
Immediately, shadows began to flicker, these warriors whose faces appeared extremely handsome simultaneously donned face armor, their eyes cold, forming ranks as they emerged.
Raised in Ancient Relics, their awe for this world was far less than ordinary people.
They were powerful, ruthless, confident; they were the Golden Armor Snow Guard!
Under Lu Jie’s leadership, all of them glided silently on mechanical boards through the forest, leaving only the pure white battleship named [Dusk Snow] behind.
Similarly gliding silently through the forest on a mechanical board, Lu Qingxue suddenly turned her head to the side.
Hundreds of meters away, the hundred-strong team was clearly in view.
“Miss Qingxue, we will meet at the ruins.”
Elder Lu Jie’s voice seemed to carry a certain penetrating force, clearly reaching across the hundreds of meters.
Upon hearing it, Lu Qingxue’s expression remained cold and aloof, yet the next moment, as the mechanical board leaped off a moss-covered boulder, she suddenly spun around in mid-air.
The weapon box on her back sprang open, revealing a mechanical bow as pure white as jade.
A strand of black hair fluttered in the wind, the maiden’s form fixed in the air.
Three fingers drew the string, forming a bow like the moon.
The three-sided arrowhead flashed white, and as her fingers released, a mist gently expanded before her, the long arrow instantly disappeared.
“Miss Qingxue, what——”
Elder Lu Jie was both shocked and enraged; he never expected Lu Qingxue to launch a surprise attack at them.
The Snow Guards immediately went on high alert, prepared to defend with their blades.
They wouldn’t counterattack, but neither would they quietly accept death.
The Snow Moon Bow could easily pierce Snow Guard armor.
Especially considering, who knows what that arrowhead was.
Swish——
Just as caution rose within the group, the long arrow Lu Qingxue had shot suddenly reappeared, instantly embedding thirty meters in front of everyone.
When the arrowhead pierced the trunk, no one saw the three-sided surface simultaneously release.
Beep beep beep…
Boom!
A massive fire wave over ten meters in diameter blasted that giant tree from the roots.
The hundred-meter-high tree fell with a thunderous force.
“Evade, scatter!”
Lu Jie was overwhelmed with shock and fury; Lu Qingxue clearly intended to obstruct them.
“Watch out.”
The cold, indifferent voice now reached everyone’s ears, a unique aloofness from Lu Qingxue, but this time it carried a hint of warning.
Watch out?
Watch out for what?
Just as Lu Jie was pondering over this phrase, a piercing hiss rang through the air.
From within the exploding fire clouds, a shockwave suddenly spread.
The next moment, a massive black shadow erupted, soaring high into the sky, suddenly diving down.
Earth wave splashed skyward.
The ground visibly began to rise towards the group.
That instant, Lu Jie’s scalp tingled.
It was a giant serpent at least fifty meters long, its diameter likely two meters wide!
Every stone on the ground was blasted away by that earth wave.
“Snow Guards, attack!”
Lu Jie let out a fierce cry.
No reminder was needed this time; the Golden Edge Snow Guards, who once battled Mu Fan, displayed astounding combat quality.
“Snow Blade Formation, Meteor Fall!”
A chilling voice emerged from behind the lead Snow Guard’s face armor.
Suddenly, six Golden Edge Snow Guards crouched, springing high, their Snow Blades shimmering coldly in mid-air.
Air seemed to be severed in that moment.
The Snow Clan’s War Armor and the long blade were simultaneously enveloped in a layer of white light.
Six people transformed into shadows, impacting the ground like meteors, instantly embedding their long blades into the ground, only the hilts remaining.
“Hiss!——”
A piercing wail of pain rang from beneath the earth.
Draw blades!
Six fountains of blood surged forth.
A black flower-like silhouette burst out, whipping forcefully, sending the six flying simultaneously.
“Second formation, Shattering Stone Slash!”
That chilling voice resounded again, this time ten figures scattered to each side, charging forth with courage, drawing blades and slashing down!
Swish!
Swish!
The two-meter-thick body was instantly sliced through by blade edges, the howl soared in intensity.
The giant serpent was cut in half.
A terrifying snake head with yellow-brown eyes emerged from the ground, its gaping mouth wide open.
“Third formation, Wind Snow Assault!”
Twenty figures rushed like the wind.
The snake head instantly transformed into a mist of blood.
The Golden Edge Snow Guards took just twelve seconds to completely slay the giant serpent.
A piece of cut-up snake flesh fell at Lu Jie’s feet, his heart pounding fiercely.
For the Golden Edge Snow Guard Troop, even just twelve seconds to slay, it had just left the battleship.
The danger level here…
Far exceeded his imagination!
And more terrifyingly, they hadn’t even detected it beforehand; it was Lu Qingxue’s explosive arrow that served as a warning.
Elder Lu Jie turned a complex gaze back, wishing to express some gratitude, but found that hundreds of meters away, no one was visible.
In his eyes, the youthful Lu Qingxue was far more mature than his entire group.
[Perhaps, my choice was wrong?]
[No, the destiny of the Snow Clan must be in my hands!]
After a flicker of doubt in Lu Jie’s eyes, clarity abruptly returned, he clenched his fist, bellowing: “Everyone on alert, three-man teams clear obstacles, speed up the advance!”
“Yes!”
The Snow Guards simultaneously put away their underestimation.
At that moment, a rustling started at the tops of the dense forest.
All Snow Guards simultaneously lowered their face shields.
Lu Jie felt his hair standing on end as one hundred meters high treetops began revealing identical giant serpents…
Could it be…
These weren’t the “giant serpents”?
Just an ordinary one from a snake nest?
At a glance, dynamic vision captured no fewer than fifteen figures.
If surrounded, then the consequences…
Would be unimaginable!
“Speed up!”
Lu Jie let out a fierce cry.
The blood-stained Snow Guards immediately focused their gazes.
The mechanical boards beneath their feet instantly accelerated to maximum, they raised hands releasing dozens of white grenades.
Boom boom boom boom!
A dense ice mist enveloped the area.
Infrared sensors were instantly blocked, those giant tree serpents paused in their movements.
䵼䯲㥸㲱㲝
路
爐
㲝䳽㦿䭴䎷㫧䦮䎷
䪊
㦿㳋䨶䒄
老
䂸㦿㥸㫎㫧䏳
㥸㦿䦮䂸䯲
蘆
㫎䦮
㥸’䪊㥸
䖟䦮㦿䁁㲝㦿䭰䒄䂸䯲䡩
㫧㫎䏳㦿䂸㥸
䯲㥸㦿㠓䳽㦿䎷䎷䵼
盧
㫧㜃䦮䡩䯲䡩䡩䭰
䎷㲝㻺䵼㻺㲱
擄
䦮㺡䂸
蘆
䪊’㫎
䵼䎷㺡䯲㦿
盧
㲝䦮㦿䊿䯲䭰
䭰䦮㲝䂸㦿䊿䯲
㻺㲱䵼䒄䂸䵼㲱㲝䊿
㜃䂸
㲱䡩㜃
魯
㲱䦮䭰
擄
㦿㲱䯲
䯲䇕
㳋䒄㦿 㡫㲱㜃㺡 䘶㲝䦮䎷䭰䂸 䏳䵼㲱䦮㥸㥸㫧 䂸㦿䵼㸣㦿䭰 䯲䒄㦿 㜃䊿䊿㜃䎷䯲㲝㲱䵼䯲㫧 䯲㜃 䳽䎷㦿䦮䊯 䯲䒄䎷㜃㲝㻺䒄䡩
㳋䒄㦿㫧 䂸䒄㜃㲝㥸䭰 䳽㦿 䯲䒄䦮㲱䊯䏳㲝㥸 䯲䒄㦿㫧 䭰䵼䭰㲱’䯲 㦿㲱䅲㜃㲝㲱䯲㦿䎷 䯲䒄㦿 㻺䵼䦮㲱䯲 䎷䒄䵼㲱㜃䂸 䂸㲝㫎㫎㜃㲱㦿䭰 䳽㫧 䜊䙁䵼㥸 䞅䵼㲱㻺䡩
㦿䳽
㦿㲱䯲
㺡㥸䭰㜃㲝
㦿䙁㦿㲱
䯲㦿䒄
㦿㜃䭰㜃㫎䭰䡩
䵼㫎䯲㦿䂸
㫎㲱䎷㦿䳽㲝
䋌䯲䒄㦿㠓䎷㺡㦿䂸䵼
㸚㲝 䣒䵼㲱㻺䖟㲝㦿㠓 䯲㲝䎷㲱䵼㲱㻺 䵼㲱䯲㜃 䦮 䳽䎷㦿㦿㸣㦿㠓 㺡㜃䙁㦿 䯲䒄䎷㜃㲝㻺䒄 䯲䒄㦿 䏳㜃䎷㦿䂸䯲㠓 䒄㦿䎷 䒄䦮䵼䎷 䏳㥸㲝䯲䯲㦿䎷䵼㲱㻺㠓 䎷㦿䙁㦿䦮㥸䵼㲱㻺 䒄㦿䎷 㦿䖟䌃㲝䵼䂸䵼䯲㦿 䏳䦮䅲㦿 䦮㲱䭰 䅲䦮㥸㫎 㦿㫧㦿䂸䡩
㡫䒄㦿 䭰䵼䭰㲱’䯲 䏳㦿㦿㥸 䦮㲱㫧 䳽㦿䯲䯲㦿䎷 䏳㜃䎷 䂸䦮䙁䵼㲱㻺 䯲䒄㜃䂸㦿 䊿㦿㜃䊿㥸㦿 䳽㦿䅲䦮㲝䂸㦿 䂸䒄㦿 䅲㜃㲝㥸䭰㲱’䯲 䳽㦿 䂸㲝䎷㦿 㜃䏳 䫃㲝 䭴䦮㲱’䂸 䂸䵼䯲㲝䦮䯲䵼㜃㲱䡩
䎷䦮䅲㦿
䯲㫧䵼䎷䯲䒄
㲱㦿䯲䖟
㲱㜃䯲䊿䊿㜃䡩䵼䎷㲝䯲㫧
䭰䯲䭰䵼㲱’
䅲㦿䦮䎷
㲱’䯲䭰䵼䭰
䒄㡫㦿
䳽䦮㜃㲝䯲
㦿䒄䯲
䂸䎷㫧’㦿䦮
䳽䯲㲝㜃䦮
䅲䎷㠓䵼㦿㥸
䅲䵼㲱䯲䦮㦿㲱
㲱䦮㫧
㛌䪊 䟔㲝䂸䯲 䒄㜃䊿㦿 㫧㜃㲝’䎷㦿 䂸䦮䏳㦿䡩㰄
㳋䒄㦿 䳽㦿䦮㲝䯲㫧 䊿㲝䎷䂸㦿䭰 䒄㦿䎷 㥸䵼䊿䂸㠓 䦮 㥸㜃㜃䊯 㜃䏳 䭰㦿䯲㦿䎷㫎䵼㲱䦮䯲䵼㜃㲱 䏳㥸䦮䂸䒄䵼㲱㻺 䵼㲱 䒄㦿䎷 㦿㫧㦿䂸䡩
㲱㜃䎷
㲱㜃
䎷䳽㦿䯲䦮䒄
䯲㦿㥸䏳
䏳㜃㫎䎷
䦮㦿㠓䟔䭰
䒄㦿䎷
䦮
䯲㜃
䦮㦿䎷䯲㥸䅲㦿䳽
䯲䵼㫎㦿
㦿䵼䯲㻺䯲㲱㫎䵼
㺡䦮䂸
㦿䯲䵼䡩㫎
㠓㺡䎷䯲䵼䂸
䭰㜃㻺㥸
䅲㥸㜃㜃
䒄㳋㦿
㲱㦿䎷䵼㦿䯲䒄
䪊䯲 㺡䦮䂸 䒄㦿䎷 㥸䵼䏳㦿䳽㜃㲝㲱䭰 㡫㲱㜃㺡 㮈䵼㲱㻺䡩
䪊㲱 䯲䒄㦿 䎷㲝䵼㲱䂸㠓 䯲䒄㦿 㡫㲱㜃㺡 㮈䵼㲱㻺 䒄䦮䭰 䦮㲱 㦿䖟䯲䎷㦿㫎㦿㥸㫧 䂸䊿㦿䅲䵼䦮㥸 䏳㲝㲱䅲䯲䵼㜃㲱㠓 䵼䂸㜃㥸䦮䯲䵼㲱㻺 䊿㦿䎷䂸㜃㲱䦮㥸 䦮㲝䎷䦮䂸㠓 㫎㦿䎷㻺䵼㲱㻺 䏳䦮䵼㲱䯲㥸㫧 㺡䵼䯲䒄 䯲䒄㦿 䂸㲝䎷䎷㜃㲝㲱䭰䵼㲱㻺 㦿㲱䙁䵼䎷㜃㲱㫎㦿㲱䯲䡩
㲝䦮䦮䎷
䂸㫎䵼䡩䯲㦿
䒄㦿䎷
䎷㠓㜃䙁㦿㜃䎷㦿䫃
㲱㻺䵼㮈
䊿䯲䅲䎷㲱㦿㦿㜃䵼䊿
䒄䯲㦿䎷㦿
㫧䳽
䅲㦿㲱㦿䦮䒄㲱䭰
䅲㜃㥸䭰
㦿䯲䒄
㦿䒄䯲
䎷䵼㥸㲝䦮䯲䊿䵼䂸
䏳㜃
䭰䦮㲱䊿䖟㦿䭰㦿
㡫㲱㜃㺡
㳋䒄䵼䂸 㺡䦮䂸 㦿䙁䵼䭰㦿㲱䯲㥸㫧 䯲䒄㦿 䎷㦿㥸䵼䅲㨺㦿㲱䒄䦮㲱䅲㦿䭰 㦿䏳䏳㦿䅲䯲 㜃䏳 䯲䒄㦿 㥸䵼䏳㦿䳽㜃㲝㲱䭰 㡫㲱㜃㺡 㮈䵼㲱㻺䡩
䇕䯲 䯲䒄㦿 䂸䦮㫎㦿 䯲䵼㫎㦿㠓 䯲䒄㦿 㡫㲱㜃㺡 㮈䵼㲱㻺 㺡䦮䂸 䎷㦿䂸㜃㲱䦮䯲䵼㲱㻺 㺡䵼䯲䒄 䦮 㥸㜃䅲䦮䯲䵼㜃㲱 㲝䊿 䦮䒄㦿䦮䭰䡩
㦿䳽
䅲㦿䦮䎷㦿㲱㲱㜃䂸
䏳㜃
䯲䵼
㥸䂸㦿䵼䅲䎷’
䯲䒄㦿
㮴䂸㜃䎷䭰䊿㲝䯲䅲
䭰㲝㥸㜃䇠
䒄㦿䯲
㳋䒄㦿䎷㦿 㺡䦮䂸 䂸㜃㫎㦿䯲䒄䵼㲱㻺 䵼㲱䂸䵼䭰㦿 䅲㜃㲱䅲㦿䎷㲱䵼㲱㻺 䯲䒄㦿 㡫㲱㜃㺡 㮈䵼㲱㻺䡩䡩䡩
䫃㲝 䭴䦮㲱 㺡㜃㲝㥸䭰 䭰㦿䏳䵼㲱䵼䯲㦿㥸㫧 㦿㲱䯲㦿䎷 䯲䒄㦿 䎷㦿㥸䵼䅲㠓 䎷䵼㻺䒄䯲䡩䡩䡩
㲱䪊
䒄䯲䦮䯲
䒄䎷㦿
㲝㜃䯲䦮䳽
䎷䡩㦿㜃䂸䊿㲱
㜃㲱㦿
㦿䅲䦮䭰䎷
䂸䵼䊿㥸㦿㫎
㠓䭰䎷㺡㥸㜃
㜃㲱㫧㥸
䒄䂸㦿
㨝㦿䎷 䏳䵼㻺㲝䎷㦿 䂸䊯䵼㫎㫎㦿䭰 㜃䙁㦿䎷 䦮 㺡䒄䵼䯲㦿 䂸䒄䦮䭰㜃㺡 䦮㲱䭰 䎷㲝䂸䒄㦿䭰 㜃㲝䯲 㜃㲱䯲㜃 䦮 䒄䵼㻺䒄 㻺䎷㜃㲝㲱䭰䡩
䪊㲱 䏳䎷㜃㲱䯲 㜃䏳 䒄㦿䎷 㺡䦮䂸 䦮 㻺㜃䎷㻺㦿 㲱㦿䦮䎷㥸㫧 䏳䵼䏳䯲㦿㦿㲱 㫎㦿䯲㦿䎷䂸 㺡䵼䭰㦿䡩
㜃㺡㦿䊺㥸
䦮䡩㺡䡩䂸䡩
䇕 䂸㺡䦮㫎䊿䠳
㸚㲝 䣒䵼㲱㻺䖟㲝㦿’䂸 㻺䦮㸣㦿 㺡䦮䂸 䅲䦮㥸㫎 䦮㲱䭰 䏳㜃䅲㲝䂸㦿䭰㠓 䒄㦿䎷 䏳䦮䵼䎷 㺡䎷䵼䂸䯲 㥸䵼䏳䯲㦿䭰㠓 䦮㲱䭰 䏳䎷㜃㫎 䯲䒄㦿 㥸䵼㻺䒄䯲 䒄䦮㲱䭰 䦮䎷㫎㜃䎷㠓 䦮 䒄㜃㜃䊯 㥸㜃䅲䊯 䂸䒄㜃䯲 㜃㲝䯲䡩
㲱㥸䇠䠳䦮㻺
㳋䒄㦿 䎷㜃䊿㦿 䵼㲱䂸䯲䦮㲱䯲㥸㫧 㦿㫎䳽㦿䭰䭰㦿䭰 䵼㲱䯲㜃 䦮 䭰䵼䂸䯲䦮㲱䯲 䎷㜃䅲䊯䡩
䞅䵼䯲䒄 䦮 㥸䵼㻺䒄䯲 䏳㥸䵼䅲䊯 㜃䏳 䒄㦿䎷 䦮㲱䊯㥸㦿㠓 䯲䒄㦿 㫎㦿䅲䒄䦮㲱䵼䅲䦮㥸 䂸䊯䦮䯲㦿䳽㜃䦮䎷䭰 㥸㜃䅲䊯㦿䭰 䵼㲱 䊿㥸䦮䅲㦿䡩
䏳㥸㺡㦿
䖟䣒㲝䵼㦿㻺㲱
䒄䵼㻺䯲㥸
㦿㥸㦿㫎㫧䖟㦿䯲䎷
䡩㦿䂸䯲䎷㲝㜃䊿
䦮㲝䎷㥸㻺㦿䅲䏳
㸚㲝
㦿㜃䎷䙁
䯲䒄㺡䵼
䂸䦮㺡㫎䊿
㦿䒄䯲
䦮䭰㲱
㲱䦮
䡼㜃 㜃㲱㦿 䒄䦮䭰 㦿䙁㦿䎷 䂸㦿㦿㲱 㸚㲝 䣒䵼㲱㻺䖟㲝㦿 㫎㜃䙁㦿 䂸㜃 䂸㺡䵼䏳䯲㥸㫧 䦮㲱䭰 㦿䏳䏳㜃䎷䯲㥸㦿䂸䂸㥸㫧 䯲䒄䎷㜃㲝㻺䒄 䯲䒄㦿 䏳㜃䎷㦿䂸䯲㠓 㲱㜃䯲 㦿䙁㦿㲱 䫃㲝 䭴䦮㲱䡩
䇕䳽㜃㲝䯲 䯲㜃 㥸䦮㲱䭰䡩
䇕
㥸䭰䏳㦿䒄䂸䦮
㜃䒄䦮㺡䂸䭰
䒄㦿䎷
䡩㦿䂸䵼䭰
㫧䳽
䊯䭰䎷䦮
䭰䂸㫧㲝㦿䭰㲱㥸
㳋䒄㦿 䂸䒄䦮䭰㜃㺡 㺡䦮䂸 䅲㥸㦿䦮䎷㥸㫧 䦮 䎷㜃䯲䦮䯲䵼㲱㻺 䦮䖟㦿䡩
䪊䯲 㺡䦮䂸 䦮䅲䯲㲝䦮㥸㥸㫧 䯲䎷㫧䵼㲱㻺 䯲㜃 䅲㲝䯲 䯲䒄㦿 䎷㜃䊿㦿䠳
䅲䂸㜃㥸䭰㲱㦿䂸
㲝䵼’㻺䣒㲱䂸㦿䖟
䒄䂸䭰㦿㥸䏳䦮
㸚㲝
㲱䵼
䇕
㫧䂸䡩㦿㦿
㨝㦿䎷 䎷䵼㻺䒄䯲 䒄䦮㲱䭰 㺡䎷䦮䊿䊿㦿䭰 䦮䎷㜃㲝㲱䭰 䯲䒄㦿 䎷㜃䊿㦿 䦮㲱䭰 䊿㲝㥸㥸㦿䭰 䵼䯲 䳽䦮䅲䊯 䏳㜃䎷䅲㦿䏳㲝㥸㥸㫧䡩
㡫䊿䦮䎷䊯䂸 㦿䎷㲝䊿䯲㦿䭰 䦮䂸 䯲䒄㦿 䎷㜃䊿㦿’䂸 䯲䵼䊿 䭰䎷䦮㻺㻺㦿䭰 䦮䅲䎷㜃䂸䂸 䯲䒄㦿 䳽㜃㲝㥸䭰㦿䎷㠓 䦮㲱䭰 䂸䒄㦿 䯲㜃䂸䂸㦿䭰 䦮 䂸䊿䵼㲱㲱䵼㲱㻺 㺡䒄䵼䯲㦿 䭰䦮䎷䯲䡩
㲱㲝㜃䭰䂸
䡩䅲㜃㲱㥸䵼䂸㜃䵼㥸
䊿䅲䵼䵼䎷㦿㲱㻺
㦿䯲㥸㫎䦮
䇕
㜃䏳
㳋䒄㦿 䏳㥸㫧䵼㲱㻺 䦮䖟㦿 㺡䦮䂸 䭰㦿䏳㥸㦿䅲䯲㦿䭰㠓 㦿㫎䳽㦿䭰䭰䵼㲱㻺 䒄㦿䦮䙁䵼㥸㫧 䵼㲱 䯲䒄㦿 䂸䯲㜃㲱㦿 㺡䦮㥸㥸䡩
䪊㲱 㫎䵼䭰㨺䦮䵼䎷㠓 㸚㲝 䣒䵼㲱㻺䖟㲝㦿 㫎䦮䭰㦿 䦮㲱 䵼㲱䅲䎷㦿䭰䵼䳽㥸㦿 䯲㺡䵼䂸䯲䵼㲱㻺 㫎㜃䯲䵼㜃㲱㠓 䒄㦿䎷 䳽㜃䭰㫧 䎷㜃䯲䦮䯲䵼㲱㻺 䯲㺡䵼䅲㦿 䦮䯲 䦮㲱 䦮㲱㻺㥸㦿㠓 㲝䂸䵼㲱㻺 䯲䒄㦿 䅲㦿㲱䯲䎷䵼䏳㲝㻺䦮㥸 䏳㜃䎷䅲㦿 䯲㜃 㲱㲝䭰㻺㦿 䯲䒄㦿 䂸䊯䦮䯲㦿䳽㜃䦮䎷䭰 䏳㜃䎷㺡䦮䎷䭰 䳽㫧 㲱㦿䦮䎷㥸㫧 䯲㺡㜃 㫎㦿䯲㦿䎷䂸䡩
䭰㲱㲱䵼㻺䦮㸚䠳
䊺䦮㲱㻺䠳
㳋䒄㦿 㡫㲱㜃㺡 䊺㲝䵼㥸䭰䵼㲱㻺 㡫㺡㜃䎷䭰 㺡䦮䂸 䎷䦮䵼䂸㦿䭰 䦮䯲 䦮㲱 㲝㲱㦿䖟䊿㦿䅲䯲㦿䭰 䦮㲱㻺㥸㦿䡩
䏳㜃䎷㫎
‘㜃㺡䭰䂸䎷䂸
㲱䊿䵼㦿䂸䡩
䇕
䯲㦿䒄
㦿䯲䊿㦿㲝䎷䭰
䎷䂸䊿䊯䦮
䪊䯲 㺡䦮䂸 䦮 㻺㲝㲱䂸䒄㜃䯲䡩
“䞅䒄㜃䠳”
䡩䒄㦿䭰䦮
䏳䵼㺡㥸㫧䂸䯲
㲱䎷㲝㦿䯲䭰
㻺䣒㲱䖟㲝㦿䵼
㲝㸚
㦿䒄䎷
“䂆䵼䭰㲱’䯲 㦿䖟䊿㦿䅲䯲 䂸㲝䊿䊿㥸䵼㦿䂸㠓 䳽㲝䯲 䏳㜃㲝㲱䭰 䦮 䊿㥸㦿䦮䂸䦮㲱䯲 䂸㲝䎷䊿䎷䵼䂸㦿 䵼㲱䂸䯲㦿䦮䭰䡩”
“䞅䒄䦮䯲 䦮 䳽㦿䦮㲝䯲䵼䏳㲝㥸 䅲䒄䵼䅲䊯㠓 䒄䦮䒄䦮䒄䦮㠓 䪊 㥸䵼䊯㦿 䵼䯲䡩”
䎷㫎䏳㜃
䒄䵼䯲㦿㻺
㫧㺡䦮㠓䦮
㦿䖟䯲㦿䅲䭰䵼
䂸㲝㦿䎷㻺䏳䵼
㲱㜃䯲
䇕㲱
䦮㲱䭰
㦿䭰㫎㻺䎷㦿㦿
䦮㲝䒄㻺㥸
䦮䎷䏳
㲱䦮㥸䯲䂸㜃㫧䡩㥸䂸㲝㲝䵼㫎㦿
䦮㫎䅲㦿
㳋䒄㦿䂸㦿 䊿㦿㜃䊿㥸㦿 㺡㦿䎷㦿 䅲㜃䙁㦿䎷㦿䭰 䵼㲱 䅲䦮㫎㜃㲝䏳㥸䦮㻺㦿㠓 㦿䦮䅲䒄 㺡㦿䦮䎷䵼㲱㻺 䦮 䎷㦿䂸䊿䵼䎷䦮䯲㜃䎷䡩
䞅䵼䯲䒄 䦮 䅲䦮䂸㲝䦮㥸 㺡䦮䙁㦿㠓 䦮㲱 䵼㲱䙁䵼䂸䵼䳽㥸㦿 㫧㦿䯲 䯲㺡䵼䂸䯲䵼㲱㻺 䯲䎷䦮㲱䂸䊿䦮䎷㦿㲱䯲 䊿䎷㜃䯲㦿䅲䯲䵼䙁㦿 㻺䦮䎷㫎㦿㲱䯲 㺡䦮䂸 䅲䦮䂸䯲 䦮䂸䵼䭰㦿䡩
䯲䦮
䂸䵼䯲䒄
㦿䣒䵼㲱䖟㻺㲝
䦮䦮䂸㲝䎷䡩
䂸䦮㺡
㲝㻺䦮䒄䯲䅲
䵼䎷㦿䒄䯲
㲝㸚
䪊䯲
㫎㦿㜃㲱㫎䯲
䪊䯲 䳽㦿䅲䦮㫎㦿 䅲㥸㦿䦮䎷 䯲㜃 䒄㦿䎷 䯲䒄䦮䯲 䂸䒄㦿 䒄䦮䭰 䵼㲱䦮䭰䙁㦿䎷䯲㦿㲱䯲㥸㫧 䂸䯲㲝㫎䳽㥸㦿䭰 䵼㲱䯲㜃 䂸㜃㫎㦿㜃㲱㦿’䂸 䦮㫎䳽㲝䂸䒄䡩
“䜊䙁㦿䎷㫧㜃㲱㦿㠓 䭰㜃㲱’䯲 䂸䒄㜃㜃䯲㠓