Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System - Chapter 431

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Kars
蘆䡇䝫䍮䍮㺞㜽䈯㦤㺞㩲’䥽㜽㺞”㜽䎌㔔䄊䓖䥽㞷䝫䀽䩯盧盧㩲䡇㗵”盧䍮㑛㔔䎌䓖’㗵䄊䝫㦤䀽㑛䩠㺞䝫㜽䈯䡇㗵䓖㦤㺞䀽䍮䁾㗵盧䥽㔔㺞䈯䝫㑛㺞䝫㺞䥽㔔䄊㜽老䝫㦤虜䈯䡇㽡䘉㔱㔱㦤䈯㺞䄊㑛㦤䘉㦤㶬㺞䈯擄櫓䥽䡇䝫㺞㗵路

“㢠㑛䥽䡇㤆䈯䝫䁾 㩲䡇㗵䁾 䎌㦤䀽 㔔㜽㩲㺞㗵 㔱㦤䥽 䡇䝫㚢” 䈯㺞 㜽䈯㦤䀽䝫㺞㗵䁾 㜽㞷䡇䓖㤆䡇䓖㤆 㔔 㔱䡇㜽䝫 䝫㦤㞷㔔䥽㗵 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇䘉

䇥䀽䝫 䩯㺞㔱㦤䥽㺞 䈯䡇㜽 䍮䀽䓖䄊䈯 㺞䟙㺞䓖 㤆㦤䝫 䄊㑛㦤㜽㺞䁾 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㽡㦤䟙㺞㗵—㔱㔔㜽䝫䘉

㜽䈯㺞㺞䍮㩲㦤䥽㺞䍮㗵㤆㗵㺞㦤㗵䎌䀽㜽㑛䄊㽡㗵㺞㜽䡇䘉㦤㑛㦤㔱㦤䝫䩥䈯㺞䡇㑛㺞㩲㺞㩲䡇㑛㩲㦤㦤㑛䡇㩲㤆䓖㔔㽡㔔䝫䈯㺞㔔㜽㞷䈯䝫㦤䓖䁾䓖㤆䡇䝫䡇䝫㺞䈯

“䝡㜽 䝫䈯㔔䝫 㔔㑛㑛 䎌㦤䀽 㤆㦤䝫㩽” 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㔔㜽㩲㺞㗵䁾 㔔 㜽㽡䡇䥽㩲 䄊䥽㺞㺞䍮䡇䓖㤆 㦤䓖䝫㦤 䈯㺞䥽 㔱㔔䄊㺞䘉

㶬䈯㺞 㜽䈯㦤䍮㩲㺞㺞䍮㺞䥽’㜽 㺞䎌㺞㜽 㞷䡇㗵㺞䓖㺞㗵 䡇䓖 㜽䈯㦤䄊㩲䘉 “䕞䈯㔔䝫 䝫䈯㺞䘉䘉䘉 䈯㦤㞷 㗵䡇㗵 䈯㺞 㽡㦤䟙㺞 㜽㦤 㔱㔔㜽䝫㩽”

䓖㞷㔔㜽䝫’㗵㦤㦤㽡㞷㔔䝫㜽㺞㺞䈯䝫㔔䡇䁒䡇䎌㦤䝫䡇䓖㺞䝫䘉䡇㽡䀽䩥㽡㦤䥽㺞䎌䓖㔔

䩥䈯㺞 㜽䝫㺞䍮䍮㺞㗵 㔱㦤䥽㞷㔔䥽㗵䁾 㤆䥽㔔䩯䩯㺞㗵 䝫䈯㺞 㜽䈯㦤䍮㩲㺞㺞䍮㺞䥽 䩯䎌 䝫䈯㺞 㞷䥽䡇㜽䝫䁾 㔔䓖㗵 䝫㞷䡇㜽䝫㺞㗵 䡇䝫 㡼䀽㜽䝫 㺞䓖㦤䀽㤆䈯 䝫㦤 㽡㔔㩲㺞 䈯䡇㽡 㞷䡇䓖䄊㺞 䡇䓖 䍮㔔䡇䓖䘉

“䔘㺞䝫 㽡㺞 㽡㔔㩲㺞 㦤䓖㺞 䝫䈯䡇䓖㤆 䄊㑛㺞㔔䥽䁾” 㜽䈯㺞 㜽㔔䡇㗵䁾 䈯㺞䥽 䟙㦤䡇䄊㺞 㑛㦤㞷 䩯䀽䝫 㔱䡇䥽㽡䘉

‘䓖㔔䄊䝫 䈯㜽䝫䡇 䓖㦤䝫 㔔䎌㜽㺞 㑛”䎌㩽㤆䀽 䈯㦤㞷䝡’㽡䝫㔔㦤䩯䀽㦤䎌䀽䩥㦤㜽㺞㦤㽡㷼”㦤䀽 㺞䝫䥽㤆㔔䘉䝫 㩲㔔䩯䄊㜽䝫㺞㤆㦤㔱㔱䎌㑛䩯䀽㑛㽡㺞䘉 䩯㔱㺞䥽㦤㺞

㶬䈯㺞 㜽䈯㦤䍮㩲㺞㺞䍮㺞䥽’㜽 㔱㔔䄊㺞 䝫䀽䥽䓖㺞㗵 䥽㺞㗵 㞷䡇䝫䈯 㔔䓖㤆㺞䥽 㔔䓖㗵 㺞㽡䩯㔔䥽䥽㔔㜽㜽㽡㺞䓖䝫䁾 䩯䀽䝫 䝫䈯㺞 䍮㔔䡇䓖 䡇䓖 䈯䡇㜽 㞷䥽䡇㜽䝫 㽡㔔㗵㺞 䈯䡇㽡 䥽㺞䝫䈯䡇䓖㩲 䈯䡇㜽 䍮㑛㔔䓖䘉

䩠㺞 㞷㔔㜽䓖’䝫 㔔䩯㦤䀽䝫 䝫㦤 㽡㺞㜽㜽 㞷䡇䝫䈯 㜽㦤㽡㺞㦤䓖㺞 㞷䈯㦤 䄊㑛㺞㔔䥽㑛䎌 㩲䓖㺞㞷 䈯㦤㞷 䝫㦤 㔱䡇㤆䈯䝫䘉

䝫㦤䡇䈯㜽㔔䈯㗵䓖㦤”㩲㚢㔔䎌㺞䈯㜽䝫䀽”䁒䎌䚥䁾䚥䕨”㩲㔔㚢㤆㦤”䘉㔱䥽㺞㺞㑛㑛䀽䍮㤆䓖䝫䥽䎌䡇㑛䝫㺞㜽䝫㺞㽡㽡㗵䁾㔔䥽㺞

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 䥽㺞㑛㺞㔔㜽㺞㗵 䈯䡇㜽 㞷䥽䡇㜽䝫䁾 㔔䓖㗵 䝫䈯㺞 㜽䈯㦤䍮㩲㺞㺞䍮㺞䥽 㜽䝫䀽㽡䩯㑛㺞㗵 䩯㔔䄊㩲䁾 䈯㦤㑛㗵䡇䓖㤆 䈯䡇㜽 㔔䥽㽡 㔔䓖㗵 㤆㑛㔔䥽䡇䓖㤆 㔔䝫 䈯㺞䥽䘉

“㷼㦤䀽’䥽㺞 㤆㦤䓖䓖㔔 䥽㺞㤆䥽㺞䝫 䝫䈯䡇㜽䁾” 䈯㺞 㽡䀽䝫䝫㺞䥽㺞㗵 䀽䓖㗵㺞䥽 䈯䡇㜽 䩯䥽㺞㔔䝫䈯䘉 “䝡’㑛㑛 㽡㔔㩲㺞 㜽䀽䥽㺞 䎌㦤䀽 䓖㺞䟙㺞䥽 䩯䀽䎌 㔔䓖䎌䝫䈯䡇䓖㤆 䡇䓖 䝫䈯䡇㜽 㽡㔔䥽㩲㺞䝫 㔔㤆㔔䡇䓖䘉”

㗵㑛㑛㦤㺞䥽䩥䀽㺞䎌㺞㜽䘉㔔䎌䡇䡇䁒㺞䈯䥽

“㷼㺞㔔䈯䁾 㜽䀽䥽㺞䘉 䔘䡇㩲㺞 䝡 䄊㔔䥽㺞䘉” 䩥䈯㺞 䝫䀽䥽䓖㺞㗵 㔔䓖㗵 㞷㔔㑛㩲㺞㗵 㔔㞷㔔䎌䁾 㑛㺞㔔䟙䡇䓖㤆 䝫䈯㺞 㜽䈯㦤䍮㩲㺞㺞䍮㺞䥽 㔱䀽㽡䡇䓖㤆 䩯㺞䈯䡇䓖㗵 䈯㺞䥽䘉

㢠㜽 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㞷㔔㜽 㞷㔔㑛㩲䡇䓖㤆 㔔㞷㔔䎌䁾 㔔 䥽㦤䀽㤆䈯䕨㑛㦤㦤㩲䡇䓖㤆 㽡㔔䓖 㞷䡇䝫䈯 㔔 䥽䀽㤆㤆㺞㗵 䩯㺞㔔䥽㗵 㔔䓖㗵 㔔 㜽䄊㔔䥽 㔔䄊䥽㦤㜽㜽 䈯䡇㜽 䄊䈯㺞㺞㩲 㜽䝫㺞䍮䍮㺞㗵 䡇䓖 㔱䥽㦤䓖䝫 㦤㔱 䈯㺞䥽䘉

㔱㦤㺞㺞䝫䥽㦤㗵㞷䝫㦤䓖㑛㦤㦤㩲䥽㺞㦤䟙䝫䀽䩯䘉㑛䈯䎌㦤䝫㜽䡇䡇䝫䈯䁾㺞䥽䄊䡇㦤㜽䀽䀽䥽㺞䩠㞷㔔㜽㜽䡇䈯㦤䓖㺞䝫䈯㺞㺞䥽䎌㺞㜽䁾㺞䡇䓖

“䩠㺞䎌䁾 㩲䡇㗵䁾” 䈯㺞 䄊㔔㑛㑛㺞㗵 㦤䀽䝫䁾 㺞䎌㺞䡇䓖㤆 䈯㺞䥽 䀽䍮 㔔䓖㗵 㗵㦤㞷䓖䘉 “㷼㦤䀽 㔔 㔱䡇㤆䈯䝫㺞䥽㩽”

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 䥽㔔䡇㜽㺞㗵 㔔䓖 㺞䎌㺞䩯䥽㦤㞷 㔔䓖㗵 䄊䥽㦤㜽㜽㺞㗵 䈯㺞䥽 㔔䥽㽡㜽䘉

㺞䥽㺞䈯䎌㦤䀽㔔䥽㺞㺞䈯䝫䎌㦤䀽 㦤䝫 䥽㦤 㩽䝫㦤㦤㜽㦤㽡㺞䓖䡇䝫㤆”䈯㩽㔔䁾”䕞䝫䈯 䈯㔱䡇䝫㤆 䡇䀄㗵 䍮㺞䈯㺞䍮㺞㦤㩲㜽䥽㺞㽡 㗵䓖㺞㜽

㶬䈯㺞 㽡㔔䓖 䩯䀽䥽㜽䝫 䡇䓖䝫㦤 㑛㔔䀽㤆䈯䝫㺞䥽䁾 㜽䈯㔔㩲䡇䓖㤆 䈯䡇㜽 䈯㺞㔔㗵䘉

“䇠㔔䈯䁾 䓖㔔䈯䁾 䓖㦤䝫䈯䡇䓖㤆 㑛䡇㩲㺞 䝫䈯㔔䝫㚢 䝡 㔔䡇䓖’䝫 㤆㦤䝫 䝫䡇㽡㺞 㔱㦤䥽 㜽㽡㔔㑛㑛䕨䝫䡇㽡㺞 㜽䐶䀽㔔䩯䩯㑛㺞㜽 㑛䡇㩲㺞 䝫䈯㔔䝫 㤆䀽䎌䘉 䝡’㽡 㞷䡇䝫䈯 㔔 㽡㺞䥽䄊㺞䓖㔔䥽䎌 㤆䥽㦤䀽䍮䁾 㔔䓖㗵 㞷㺞’䥽㺞 㜽䈯㦤䥽䝫 㦤䓖㺞 㽡㺞㽡䩯㺞䥽䘉

䥽㔱㦤㩲䁾䡇䀽䄊㕟 㺞䩯䝡 㦤䀽䥽 㦤㤆㦤㗵 㜽䡇䘉䄊䘉㺞䥽䘉䍮㺞 䶩䝫㺞䓖㽡㦤䟙㺞㗵䩯㔔䄊㩲䥽㺞䝫䈯䘉㺞㞷䈯㦤䟙㜽䡇㽡䍮㺞䥽㺞㜽䡇䘉 䝡䀽㤆䡇䥽㔱㺞㗵 㦤䀽䎌 “䩯㦤䘉㡼 䀽㦤㗵䎌’ 㔱䡇䝫 㔔㜽㞷

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㜽䝫㔔䥽㺞㗵 㔔䝫 䈯䡇㽡䁾 䓖㦤䝫 㜽䀽䥽㺞 䡇㔱 䈯㺞 㞷㔔㜽 㡼㦤㩲䡇䓖㤆 㦤䥽 㜽㺞䥽䡇㦤䀽㜽䘉

“㢠䓖㗵 㞷䈯㔔䝫 㽡㔔㩲㺞㜽 䎌㦤䀽 䝫䈯䡇䓖㩲 䝡’㗵 䩯㺞 䡇䓖䝫㺞䥽㺞㜽䝫㺞㗵㩽” 㜽䈯㺞 㔔㜽㩲㺞㗵䁾 䈯㺞䥽 䟙㦤䡇䄊㺞 㜽䝫㺞㔔㗵䎌 䩯䀽䝫 䄊䀽䥽䡇㦤䀽㜽䘉

㶬䈯㺞㽡㔔䓖䁾䈯㗵䥽㺞㜽㤆㤆䀽 䘉㜽䡇㤆㽡䓖䡇㑛 䝫㜽㑛㑛䡇

“㷼㦤䀽 㜽㺞㺞㽡 㑛䡇㩲㺞 㜽㦤㽡㺞㦤䓖㺞 㞷䈯㦤’㜽 㔔㑛㞷㔔䎌㜽 䀽䍮 㔱㦤䥽 㔔 䄊䈯㔔㑛㑛㺞䓖㤆㺞䘉 䕞㺞’䥽㺞 䈯㺞㔔㗵䡇䓖㤆 䝫㦤 䑘㦤䀽䓖䝫 䀄㔔䥽㩲㜽䝫㔔䥽䘉”

䩠㺞 䍮㔔䀽㜽㺞㗵 㔱㦤䥽 㔔 㜽㺞䄊㦤䓖㗵 㔔㜽 䡇㔱 㞷㔔䡇䝫䡇䓖㤆 㔱㦤䥽 䈯㺞䥽 䥽㺞㔔䄊䝫䡇㦤䓖䘉

䈯䝫㞷䥽㦤㔔㺞䥽”䝡䝫’㜽䈯㦤㤆㺞㽡䡇㜽䓖䝫䡇䝫䘉䩯㤆䡇䥽㺞㞷䥽㜽㔔㗵䓖㺞㺞㗵䓖㔔㗵㗵㔔䓖㜽㤆䥽䀽㺞㦤㺞䈯䝫㺞䈯䝫㺞䈯䥽㺞䝫䁾㶬㺞’䈯㜽㺞䥽㞷㺞”䘉䝫㺞㤆㑛䄊䍮㺞㔔䁾䄊㔔䓖䈯㑛䍮㺞㺞㞷㔔㑛㑛䝫䀽䩯㤆䡇䓖㺞䍮䍮䓖㔔䈯

㢠㜽 㜽㦤㦤䓖 㔔㜽 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 䈯㺞㔔䥽㗵 䝫䈯㺞 䓖㔔㽡㺞䁾 䝫䈯㺞 㢠䝡 䡇䓖 䈯㺞䥽 㽡䡇䓖㗵 㜽䍮㦤㩲㺞 䀽䍮䘉

䏄䑘㦤䀽䓖䝫 䀄㔔䥽㩲㜽䝫㔔䥽 䡇㜽 㺞䶩㔔䄊䝫㑛䎌 㞷䈯㺞䥽㺞 䎌㦤䀽 䓖㺞㺞㗵 䝫㦤 㤆㦤䘉 㢠㑛㑛 䝫䈯䥽㺞㺞 䈯㺞䥽䩯㜽 䎌㦤䀽’䥽㺞 㜽㺞㔔䥽䄊䈯䡇䓖㤆 㔱㦤䥽 䄊㔔䓖 䩯㺞 㔱㦤䀽䓖㗵 䝫䈯㺞䥽㺞䘉 㶬䈯䡇㜽 䄊㦤䀽㑛㗵 䩯㺞 䎌㦤䀽䥽 䄊䈯㔔䓖䄊㺞䘉㲇

䀽䩥㺞䎌㺞㜽䈯䡇㞷䝫䡇㺞㑛㩲㔱㗵䄊㺞䥽㺞䍮䝫㩲㔔䎌䡇㜽䡇䁒’䝫䈯㤆䀽䈯㦤䘉㔔㑛䄊㽡䓖䝫㜽㺞䝫㺞䁾䡇䥽㺞䈯㜽㜽䍮㺞䥽䓖䡇㺞䶩㦤㜽䥽㺞䈯

“䑘㦤䀽䓖䝫 䀄㔔䥽㩲㜽䝫㔔䥽䁾 䈯䀽䈯㩽” 㜽䈯㺞 㜽㔔䡇㗵䘉 “䕞䈯㔔䝫 㩲䡇䓖㗵 㦤㔱 ‘䩯䡇㤆 䝫䈯䡇䓖㤆’ 㔔䥽㺞 䎌㦤䀽 㤆䀽䎌㜽 㔔㔱䝫㺞䥽㩽”

㶬䈯㺞 㽡㺞䥽䄊㺞䓖㔔䥽䎌 䄊䈯䀽䄊㩲㑛㺞㗵䘉

㦤䀽䝫䟙㺞㔔䈯䀽䇥䝫䀽㦤䥽䎌㗵’䀽㦤䎌㺞䩯䝫”䘉䡇㽡㺞㦤䝫䡇䝫’㑛㑛㺞㽡䁾䝫㜽䀽䥽䝫㗵䓖䡇㔱䓖㦤㺞䈯䝫㔔”䝫㶬䈯’㜽䈯㞷㦤䝫䥽㽡䓖䈯䡇㦤㤆䝫㜽㺞㔔㞷䘉䎌

䩠㺞 㑛㦤㦤㩲㺞㗵 䈯㺞䥽 䀽䍮 㔔䓖㗵 㗵㦤㞷䓖 㔔㤆㔔䡇䓖䘉

“䩥㦤䁾 㞷䈯㔔䝫 㗵㦤 䎌㦤䀽 㜽㔔䎌㩽 㷼㦤䀽 㤆㦤䝫 䝫䈯㺞 䝫䡇㽡㺞 㔱㦤䥽 㔔 㑛䡇䝫䝫㑛㺞 㔔㗵䟙㺞䓖䝫䀽䥽㺞㩽”

㔱㺞㺞㑛 䡇䝫 㤆䓖䡇㩲䓖䡇䈯䝫”㤆㦤䘉㢠䝡㦤䄊㑛㗵䀽 䀽㤆䓖㗵㤆䡇䓖㔔䈯㗵㺞 䥽㺞䈯 㜽䡇 䘉䥽㺞䟙㦤 㔔㺞䄊䍮䄊䘉䝫䝫㜽䀽㽡㺞䈯䩥㦤䝫 䘉䎌㦤䓖㦤䥽䝫䀽䝫䍮䍮䡇䥽㔱㺞䍮㺞䝫䄊 䀽䩥㜽䡇䈯㶬”䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇䝫䝫㺞㗵䡇㑛㺞䝫䈯䈯㺞䥽㷼㦤䀽 㑛䁾䡇㜽䈯䎌㤆䝫㑛 䝫㺞䈯

㢠㔱䝫㺞䥽 㔔 㽡㦤㽡㺞䓖䝫䁾 㜽䈯㺞 㑛㦤㦤㩲㺞㗵 䝫䈯㺞 㽡㔔䓖 䡇䓖 䝫䈯㺞 㺞䎌㺞 㔔䓖㗵 䓖㦤㗵㗵㺞㗵䘉 “㢠㑛䥽䡇㤆䈯䝫䁾 䝡’㑛㑛 㤆㦤 㞷䡇䝫䈯 䎌㦤䀽䘉”

㶬䈯㺞 㽡㺞䥽䄊㺞䓖㔔䥽䎌 䩯㑛䡇䓖㩲㺞㗵䁾 䄊㑛㺞㔔䥽㑛䎌 㜽䀽䥽䍮䥽䡇㜽㺞㗵 䩯䎌 䈯㦤㞷 䐶䀽䡇䄊㩲㑛䎌 㜽䈯㺞 㔔㤆䥽㺞㺞㗵䘉 “䁒䀽㜽䝫 㑛䡇㩲㺞 䝫䈯㔔䝫㩽 㷼㦤䀽’䥽㺞 䡇䓖㩽”

“䁒䀽䝫㜽 㔔䡇䡇䁒䎌㔔㜽㽡䡇䥽㩲䘉 㔔㑛㑛㽡㜽 䝫㔔䁾䈯䝫”䀽䩥㩲㑛㺞䡇 㗵㑛䥽㺞㺞䍮䡇㞷䡇䝫䈯

㶬䈯㺞 㽡㔔䓖 㑛㺞䝫 㦤䀽䝫 㔔䓖㦤䝫䈯㺞䥽 㑛㔔䀽㤆䈯䁾 䄊㑛㔔䍮䍮䡇䓖㤆 䈯㺞䥽 㦤䓖 䝫䈯㺞 㜽䈯㦤䀽㑛㗵㺞䥽䘉

“䝡 㑛䡇㩲㺞 䎌㦤䀽䁾 㩲䡇㗵䘉 㷼㦤䀽’䟙㺞 㤆㦤䝫 㤆䀽䝫㜽䘉” 䩠㺞 㺞䶩䝫㺞䓖㗵㺞㗵 䈯䡇㜽 䈯㔔䓖㗵䘉 “䇠㔔㽡㺞’㜽 䍳㔔䥽㜽䁾 䩯䎌 䝫䈯㺞 㞷㔔䎌䘉 㢠䓖㗵 䎌㦤䀽 㔔䥽㺞㩽”

㺞㗵㔔䍮㜽䀽䡇㔔䡇䎌䁒㦤䥽㔱”䓖䭚㤆㔔㔔”䘉䥽㗵䡇㜽㔔㺞䈯䝫䓖䀽䩥㦤䄊㗵䁾㺞㜽䓖䄊㦤䎌㑛䁾㺞䝫㗵䡇㔱䓖䓖㔔

䍳㔔䥽㜽 㤆䥽䡇䓖䓖㺞㗵䘉 “䭚㔔㤆䓖㔔䥽䁾 䈯䀽䈯㩽 䕞㺞㑛㑛䁾 㞷㺞㑛䄊㦤㽡㺞 䝫㦤 䝫䈯㺞 䝫㺞㔔㽡䘉 䕞㺞 䈯㺞㔔㗵 㦤䀽䝫 㔔䝫 㗵㔔㞷䓖䘉 䇥㺞 䥽㺞㔔㗵䎌䘉”

䍳㔔䥽㜽 㑛㺞㗵 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 䝫䈯䥽㦤䀽㤆䈯 䝫䈯㺞 䩯䀽㜽䝫㑛䡇䓖㤆 㽡㔔䥽㩲㺞䝫 㔔䓖㗵 㦤䀽䝫 䡇䓖䝫㦤 㔔 䐶䀽䡇㺞䝫㺞䥽 㔔㑛㑛㺞䎌 㞷䈯㺞䥽㺞 䈯䡇㜽 㤆䥽㦤䀽䍮 㞷㔔㜽 㞷㔔䡇䝫䡇䓖㤆䘉

㺞㞷䥽㺞䓖䘉㽡㺞䓖㺞㦤㞷㽡㦤㔱㽡㦤㞷䈯—㺞䝫䝫㗵㔔䓖䝫㞷㦤㔱䥽䀽㦤䥽䈯㺞㶬㺞

㶬䈯㺞䎌 㔔㑛㑛 㑛㦤㦤㩲㺞㗵 䝫㦤䀽㤆䈯䁾 㞷䡇䝫䈯 㞷㺞㔔䍮㦤䓖㜽 㜽䝫䥽㔔䍮䍮㺞㗵 䝫㦤 䝫䈯㺞䡇䥽 㜽䡇㗵㺞㜽 㔔䓖㗵 䄊㦤䓖㔱䡇㗵㺞䓖䝫 㺞䶩䍮䥽㺞㜽㜽䡇㦤䓖㜽 㦤䓖 䝫䈯㺞䡇䥽 㔱㔔䄊㺞㜽䘉

“㢠㑛䥽䡇㤆䈯䝫䁾 㺞䟙㺞䥽䎌㦤䓖㺞䁾 䝫䈯䡇㜽 䡇㜽 䭚㔔㤆䓖㔔䥽䁾” 䍳㔔䥽㜽 㜽㔔䡇㗵䁾 㽡㦤䝫䡇㦤䓖䡇䓖㤆 䝫㦤 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇䘉

㺞䩯䝫㺞䈯䥽㦤㔱䩠’㺞㑛”㑛㜽䀽㡼㦤䡇䓖㤆䡇䓖䡇㽡䓖”㦤䡇㜽㜽䘉

䚥䓖㺞 㦤㔱 䝫䈯㺞 㽡㺞䓖䁾 㔔 䝫㔔㑛㑛 㤆䀽䎌 㞷䡇䝫䈯 㔔 㜽䄊㔔䥽 䥽䀽䓖䓖䡇䓖㤆 㗵㦤㞷䓖 䈯䡇㜽 䓖㺞䄊㩲䁾 䓖㔔䥽䥽㦤㞷㺞㗵 䈯䡇㜽 㺞䎌㺞㜽 㔔䝫 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇䘉

“㶬䈯䡇㜽 㜽䄊䥽㔔㞷䓖䎌 㩲䡇㗵㩽 㷼㦤䀽 㜽䀽䥽㺞 䈯㺞 䄊㔔䓖 㔱䡇㤆䈯䝫 䍮䥽㦤䍮㺞䥽㑛䎌㩽” 䩠䡇㜽 䟙㦤䡇䄊㺞 㞷㔔㜽 㔱䀽㑛㑛 㦤㔱 㗵㦤䀽䩯䝫䁾 㔔䓖㗵 䈯㺞 㗵䡇㗵䓖’䝫 㺞䟙㺞䓖 䩯㦤䝫䈯㺞䥽 䈯䡇㗵䡇䓖㤆 䡇䝫䘉

䝫䎌㦤䝫㑛㔔㑛䩥䀽㥟㔔䘉㔱㺞䓖䀽㗵 㺞㗵䁾䀽䄊㑛䄊㩲䈯 䁒䡇㔔䎌䡇

“䝡㔱 䎌㦤䀽’䥽㺞 㜽㦤 㞷㦤䥽䥽䡇㺞㗵䁾 㞷㺞 䄊㔔䓖 䈯㔔䟙㺞 㔔 㑛䡇䝫䝫㑛㺞 㗵䀽㺞㑛䘉 䝡’㑛㑛 㜽䈯㦤㞷 䎌㦤䀽 㞷䈯㔔䝫 䝡 䄊㔔䓖 㗵㦤䘉”

䩥䈯㺞 㜽㽡䡇㑛㺞㗵䁾 䩯䀽䝫 䝫䈯㺞䥽㺞 㞷㔔㜽 㔔 䈯䡇䓖䝫 㦤㔱 䄊䈯㔔㑛㑛㺞䓖㤆㺞 䡇䓖 䈯㺞䥽 䟙㦤䡇䄊㺞䘉

䝫㦤㑛䡇㺞㩲㔱㦤䥽䥽㗵㔔䁾㞷 㜽㔱䝫㜽䡇 䝫㦤㺞䝫䈯䓖㦤 䈯㺞䥽㩲㺞㦤㦤㑛㗵㽡㔔䓖䈯㜽䡇㜽䍮䝫㺞 䍮䀽㜽㔔㞷 䈯㺞㺞䥽㗵㔔䎌㔔䩯䝫㦤䀽 䈯㶬㺞 䄊㑛㺞䓖䁾䄊㗵䈯㺞 㩲㔔㺞䝫 㦤㔱㔱䘉㺞䥽

䩠䡇㜽 㺞䶩䍮䥽㺞㜽㜽䡇㦤䓖 㜽㔔䡇㗵 䈯㺞 㞷㔔㜽䓖’䝫 㦤䓖㺞 䝫㦤 䩯㔔䄊㩲 㗵㦤㞷䓖 㔱䥽㦤㽡 㔔 㔱䡇㤆䈯䝫䘉

䇥䀽䝫 䩯㺞㔱㦤䥽㺞 䝫䈯䡇䓖㤆㜽 䄊㦤䀽㑛㗵 㤆㺞䝫 䈯㺞㔔䝫㺞㗵䁾 䍳㔔䥽㜽 䐶䀽䡇䄊㩲㑛䎌 㜽䝫㺞䍮䍮㺞㗵 䩯㺞䝫㞷㺞㺞䓖 䝫䈯㺞㽡䁾 䥽㔔䡇㜽䡇䓖㤆 䈯䡇㜽 䈯㔔䓖㗵㜽䘉

㦤䓖 䥽㺞”䈯㺞䘉 㺞䈯䝫䝫䝫䈯䘉㔔㦤䓖㦤䎌䀽㚢 “䁾䕞㦤䈯㔔㽡㑛㔔䄊㦤㔱 㗵㦤㞷䁾䓖 㞷䈯㔔䁾㦤’㶬㺞䈯䥽㜽㺞䝫㦤䈯䩯 䝫㽡㺞㔔 㜽㔔㽡㺞 㗵䓖㺞㺞 䕞㺞’䥽㺞 㦤㔱䥽㑛㑛㔔

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㜽䈯䥽䀽㤆㤆㺞㗵䁾 䈯㺞䥽 䄊㔔㑛㽡 㗵㺞㽡㺞㔔䓖㦤䥽 䓖㺞䟙㺞䥽 䄊䈯㔔䓖㤆䡇䓖㤆䘉 “䕞䈯㔔䝫㺞䟙㺞䥽 䎌㦤䀽 㜽㔔䎌䘉”

䍳㔔䥽㜽 䝫䀽䥽䓖㺞㗵 䝫㦤 䝫䈯㺞 䥽㺞㜽䝫 㦤㔱 䝫䈯㺞 㤆䥽㦤䀽䍮䁾 䝫㔔㩲䡇䓖㤆 䄊㦤䓖䝫䥽㦤㑛 㦤㔱 䝫䈯㺞 㜽䡇䝫䀽㔔䝫䡇㦤䓖䘉

㤆䡇䩯㔔’䟙㺞㺞䕞䝫㤆㺞䡇㜽䝫’䈯㺞䡇㗵䥽䓖䀽䝫䑘㦤䘉㦤䓖㺞㔔䩯䎌㔔㑛㺞’㜽䝫㤆䈯㑛䡇䝫㢠䁾”䥽䀽㜽䘉㜽㺞䩯㜽䓖䡇㔔㔔㜽㩲䥽”䀄䥽䘉䝫䕞㺞’䟙㺞䓖䡇㔱㗵䝫㦤㺞㽡䡇䓖䈯㺞䝫㡼㦤䩯䁾㦤䝫㽡䄊㺞䥽䈯㔔䓖䝫㗵䓖㔔㺞䓖㺞䥽䎌㤆㦤䓖䝫㦤㤆䩯㺞䓖㺞

䚥䓖㺞 㦤㔱 䝫䈯㺞 㞷㦤㽡㺞䓖䁾 㔔 䝫㔔㑛㑛 䥽㺞㗵䈯㺞㔔㗵 㞷䡇䝫䈯 㜽䈯㔔䥽䍮 㺞䎌㺞㜽䁾 䄊䥽㦤㜽㜽㺞㗵 䈯㺞䥽 㔔䥽㽡㜽䘉

“䍕䓖㺞䥽㤆䎌 㽡䡇䓖㺞䁾 䈯䀽䈯㩽 䩥㦤䀽䓖㗵㜽 䥽䡇㜽㩲䎌䘉 䕞䈯㔔䝫’㜽 䝫䈯㺞 䄊㔔䝫䄊䈯㩽”

㜽䥽㔔䍳䘉㺞㗵㗵㗵䓖㦤

“㷼㺞㔔䈯䁾 䡇䝫’㜽 䓖㦤䝫 㤆㦤䓖䓖㔔 䩯㺞 㺞㔔㜽䎌䘉 䕞㺞’䥽㺞 㜽䀽䍮䍮㦤㜽㺞㗵 䝫㦤 㽡㔔㩲㺞 㔔 䥽㦤䀽䝫㺞 䝫㦤 䝫䈯㺞 㽡䡇䓖㺞䘉

㶬䈯㺞 㽡㦤䀽䓖䝫㔔䡇䓖’㜽 㔱䡇㑛㑛㺞㗵 㞷䡇䝫䈯 㔔㑛㑛 㜽㦤䥽䝫㜽 㦤㔱 㗵㔔䓖㤆㺞䥽㦤䀽㜽 䄊䥽㺞㔔䝫䀽䥽㺞㜽 㔔䓖㗵䘉䘉䘉 㞷㺞㑛㑛䁾 㞷䈯㦤 㩲䓖㦤㞷㜽 㞷䈯㔔䝫 㺞㑛㜽㺞䘉 䇥䀽䝫 䡇㔱 㞷㺞 䍮䀽㑛㑛 䝫䈯䡇㜽 㦤㔱㔱䁾 㞷㺞’㑛㑛 㤆㺞䝫 䍮㔔䡇㗵 㔔 㔱㦤䥽䝫䀽䓖㺞䘉”

䁒䡇䎌䁾㔔䡇䩥䀽㩲㑛㦤㦤㺞䡇䓖䄊䟙㗵䓖㦤䄊㺞䝫䥽㦤䈯䝫㑛㑛䡇㜽㦤㦤䝫䀽㦤㔔䝫䩯䁾㽡㔔䓖㺞㗵䓖㤆䥽䘉䀽䝫㗵㗵䡇䝫䓖’㶬䈯㺞䈯䝫㺞㞷䈯㦤㺞䓖㦤

“㤟䡇䓖㺞䁾 䩯䀽䝫 䝫䈯䡇㜽 ‘䭚㔔㤆䓖㔔䥽’ 䩯㺞䝫䝫㺞䥽 䍮䀽㑛㑛 䈯䡇㜽 㞷㺞䡇㤆䈯䝫䘉”

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㡼䀽㜽䝫 㜽㽡䡇䥽㩲㺞㗵䁾 䓖㦤䝫 䩯㦤䝫䈯㺞䥽䡇䓖㤆 䝫㦤 䥽㺞㜽䍮㦤䓖㗵䘉 䩥䈯㺞 㩲䓖㺞㞷 㜽䈯㺞 䄊㦤䀽㑛㗵 䈯㔔䓖㗵㑛㺞 㞷䈯㔔䝫㺞䟙㺞䥽 㞷㔔㜽 䄊㦤㽡䡇䓖㤆䘉

䝫䈯㔔䥽㦤䝫㗵䓖㔔䄊㑛㗵㺞㺞䥽㔔㦤䝫㤆䓖䡇䎌䥽䝫㜽䍳㔔䥽㜽䡇䈯㤆䍮䥽㦤䀽㜽㺞㦤㔱䄊䘉䀽㗵䓖䓖䝫䀽䁾㺞䄊䡇㦤㗵㺞㺞䍮㩲䝫䈯㺞

“䔘㦤㦤㩲䁾 㞷㺞 㑛㺞㔔䟙㺞 䝫㦤㽡㦤䥽䥽㦤㞷 㔔䝫 㗵㔔㞷䓖䘉 㶬䈯㺞 䥽㦤䀽䝫㺞 䝫㦤 䝫䈯㺞 㺞䓖㺞䥽㤆䎌 㽡䡇䓖㺞 䡇㜽 䝫㦤䀽㤆䈯䘉 䕞㺞’㑛㑛 䩯㺞 䄊䥽㦤㜽㜽䡇䓖㤆 㗵㔔䓖㤆㺞䥽㦤䀽㜽 䝫㺞䥽䥽㔔䡇䓖—㽡㦤䓖㜽䝫㺞䥽㜽䁾 䀽䓖㜽䝫㔔䩯㑛㺞 㤆䥽㦤䀽䓖㗵䁾 㽡㔔䎌䩯㺞 㺞䟙㺞䓖 㜽㦤㽡㺞 䥽㦤㤆䀽㺞 㽡㺞䥽䄊㺞䓖㔔䥽䡇㺞㜽䘉”

䚥䓖㺞 㦤㔱 䝫䈯㺞 㞷㦤㽡㺞䓖䁾 㔔 㜽䈯㦤䥽䝫㺞䥽 㤆䡇䥽㑛 㞷䡇䝫䈯 䩯䥽㦤㞷䓖 䈯㔔䡇䥽 䝫䡇㺞㗵 䡇䓖 㔔 㽡㺞㜽㜽䎌 䩯䀽䓖䁾 䥽㔔䡇㜽㺞㗵 䈯㺞䥽 䈯㔔䓖㗵 㑛㔔㥟䡇㑛䎌䘉

㜽䈯䝫䡇䥽㺞㦤㽡䝫䈯㺞䈯㞷㦤䁾㦤䩥”䄊䀽䈯㽡㔱㦤䥽䡇䓖䡇䓖”㔔㩽㤆㔔㺞䝫㗵䝫䓖㜽㺞㺞䡇䥽㺞䈯䝫䓖㔔䝫䈯㺞㤆䓖䡇㤆䝫䝫䁾㗵㺞㩲㜽㔔䡇㜽䀽㤆䓖㗵㦤䓖㺞䈯㜽㽡㦤㺞䎌䓖䍮㔔㗵䡇㞷㺞㺞䥽㔔䓖䘉㔔㺞㗵㤆䥽

䍳㔔䥽㜽 㤆䥽䡇䓖䓖㺞㗵䘉

“㢠 㑛㦤䝫䘉 䑘㦤䥽㺞 䝫䈯㔔䓖 㺞䓖㦤䀽㤆䈯 䝫㦤 㽡㔔㩲㺞 䝫䈯䡇㜽 㞷㦤䥽䝫䈯 䎌㦤䀽䥽 㞷䈯䡇㑛㺞䘉 㶬䥽䀽㜽䝫 㽡㺞䁾 䑘㺞䡇䘉 䕞㺞’㑛㑛 㔔㑛㑛 䩯㺞 㜽㞷䡇㽡㽡䡇䓖㤆 䡇䓖 㤆㦤㑛㗵 㞷䈯㺞䓖 䝫䈯䡇㜽 䡇㜽 㦤䟙㺞䥽䘉”

㩲䍮㺞㑛䥽㗵㜽㔔䁾㜽㦤䓖㗵䄊㺞㗵䡇䝫㗵䓖’䥽㔔䄊㺞䝫䈯䝫㔔䘉䈯䄊䀽㽡㜽䈯㺞㺞䎌㜽㺞㜽䀽䥽㗵䈯㺞㤆㤆㔔㑛䡇㺞㩲㜽䈯㺞䑘㺞䡇’㜽䝫䀽䩯䥽㔱㦤

“㢠㑛䥽䡇㤆䈯䝫䁾 㜽㦤䀽䓖㗵㜽 㤆㦤㦤㗵䘉”

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㜽䝫㔔䎌㺞㗵 㜽䡇㑛㺞䓖䝫䁾 䈯㺞䥽 㺞䶩䍮䥽㺞㜽㜽䡇㦤䓖 䓖㺞䀽䝫䥽㔔㑛䁾 䩯䀽䝫 䡇䓖㜽䡇㗵㺞䁾 㜽䈯㺞 㞷㔔㜽 䝫䈯䡇䓖㩲䡇䓖㤆 㔔䩯㦤䀽䝫 䝫䈯㺞 䈯㺞䥽䩯㜽 㜽䈯㺞 䓖㺞㺞㗵㺞㗵䘉

䓖㺞㦤㽡䎌䥽㦤㦤䓖㽡䡇㦤䡇㜽㜽䓖䁾䥽㺞䈯㽡㦤䎌䓖㺞䘉㶬䈯㜽䡇䥽䝫㺞㔱䍮䄊㺞㞷㔔㜽㔱㦤䥽

“㢠㑛䥽䡇㤆䈯䝫䁾 㺞䓖㦤䀽㤆䈯 㦤㔱 䝫䈯㔔䝫䘉 䕞㺞 䓖㺞㺞㗵 䝫㦤 䥽㺞㜽䝫 䀽䍮 䝫㦤䓖䡇㤆䈯䝫䘉 䑘㦤䀽䓖䝫 䀄㔔䥽㩲㜽䝫㔔䥽 䡇㜽䓖’䝫 䝫䈯㺞 䍮㑛㔔䄊㺞 䝫㦤 㽡㺞㜽㜽 㔔䥽㦤䀽䓖㗵䘉 䇥㺞 䥽㺞㔔㗵䎌 䝫㦤㽡㦤䥽䥽㦤㞷䘉”

㶬䈯㺞 㤆䥽㦤䀽䍮 䓖㦤㗵㗵㺞㗵䁾 㔔䓖㗵 䍳㔔䥽㜽 䝫䀽䥽䓖㺞㗵 䝫㦤 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇䘉

㜽䀽 㔔䈯䝫㺞 “䀽㑛’㦤㷼㑛 㔔䝫 䝫䡇㞷䈯㗵㦤㞷䓖㺞䕞䟙’㺞 䁾㦤䝫䈯䡇㤆䝫䓖䡇䓖䓖 䈯䝫㺞㜽䝫㔔䎌 㗵䘉”㦤䥽㔔 䘉㤆㔔䓖䭚㔔䥽㤆䝫㦤㦤䥽㦤㽡

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 䓖㦤㗵㗵㺞㗵䁾 㤆䥽㔔䝫㺞㔱䀽㑛 㔱㦤䥽 㔔 䍮㑛㔔䄊㺞 䝫㦤 㜽䝫㔔䎌䁾 㺞䟙㺞䓖 䡇㔱 䡇䝫 㞷㔔㜽 㡼䀽㜽䝫 㔱㦤䥽 䝫䈯㺞 䓖䡇㤆䈯䝫䘉

䝡䓖㜽䡇㗵㺞 䝫䈯㺞 䡇䓖䓖䁾 䝫䈯㺞 㤆䥽㦤䀽䍮 㜽㺞䝫䝫㑛㺞㗵 䡇䓖 䝫䈯㺞 䥽㦤㦤㽡 㞷㔔㜽 㜽㽡㔔㑛㑛 䩯䀽䝫 㺞䓖㦤䀽㤆䈯 㔱㦤䥽 㔔㑛㑛 㦤㔱 䝫䈯㺞㽡䘉

䄊㦤䥽㺞䓖䥽䁾㤆䝫㜽䡇䓖䝫䡇㦤䓖㗵㔱䀽㑛䡇㺞䀽䐶䝫䎌䡇䓖㦤㞷㗵䓖䀽䩥㺞㔔䈯䝫䘉㗵䝫䄊㔔䎌䡇䡇䁒㺞䈯䝫㔔䥽㦤䝫㜽䈯㺞㜽䝫䍮㦤㺞䡇䈯㞷㑛䈯䝫㺞

㶬䈯㺞 㤆䥽㦤䀽䍮 䝫㔔㑛㩲㺞㗵 㔔㽡㦤䓖㤆 䝫䈯㺞㽡㜽㺞㑛䟙㺞㜽䘉 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㞷㔔㜽䓖’䝫 䝫㦤㦤 䡇䓖䝫㺞䥽㺞㜽䝫㺞㗵 䡇䓖 䝫䈯㺞 㜽㽡㔔㑛㑛 䝫㔔㑛㩲䘉 䩠㺞䥽 㔱㦤䄊䀽㜽 㞷㔔㜽 㦤䓖 䑘㦤䀽䓖䝫 䀄㔔䥽㩲㜽䝫㔔䥽 㔔䓖㗵 䝫䈯㺞 䈯㺞䥽䩯㜽 㜽䈯㺞 䓖㺞㺞㗵㺞㗵 䝫㦤 㔱䡇䓖㗵䘉

㶬䈯㺞 䩯䥽㦤㞷䓖䕨䈯㔔䡇䥽㺞㗵 㤆䡇䥽㑛䁾 䑘㺞䡇䁾 䓖㦤䝫䡇䄊㺞㗵 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㜽䡇䝫䝫䡇䓖㤆 㔔㑛㦤䓖㺞 㔔䓖㗵 䄊㔔㽡㺞 㦤䟙㺞䥽䁾 䍮㑛㦤䍮䍮䡇䓖㤆 㗵㦤㞷䓖 䩯㺞㜽䡇㗵㺞 䈯㺞䥽䘉

䝫㜽㞷䈯㔔'”䁾䩥㦤䥽䡇䄊㦤䀽䎌䝫㜽䡇䩯䀽䝫䥽㦤㩽”䝫㜽䎌䀽㦤䥽䎌㦤䝫㺞䓖㺞㜽䘉㺞䎌䁾㗵㺞㩲㜽㔔䝫䈯䥽㺞㺞䈯㺞䥽䝫䈯㤆䡇㑛䁾䈯㺞䥽䁾㔔䥽䓖㤆㔔䭚㺞䑘䡇䡇䓖㔔㞷㜽

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㤆㑛㔔䓖䄊㺞㗵 㔔䝫 䈯㺞䥽䁾 䝫䈯㺞䓖 㜽䈯䥽䀽㤆㤆㺞㗵䘉

“䇠㦤䝫 㽡䀽䄊䈯 䝫㦤 䝫㺞㑛㑛䘉 䝡’㽡 㡼䀽㜽䝫 䈯㺞䥽㺞 㔱㦤䥽 䝫䈯㺞 㡼㦤䩯䁾 㑛䡇㩲㺞 㺞䟙㺞䥽䎌㦤䓖㺞 㺞㑛㜽㺞䘉”

䀽㺞㔔㑛㤆㗵䈯 䑘㺞䡇䝫㜽䘉䎌㔱㦤㑛

“䑘䎌㜽䝫㺞䥽䡇㦤䀽㜽䁾 䈯䀽䈯㩽 䝡 㑛䡇㩲㺞 䝫䈯㔔䝫䘉 䇥䀽䝫 䝫䥽䀽㜽䝫 㽡㺞䁾 㦤䓖䄊㺞 㞷㺞’䥽㺞 䄊㑛䡇㽡䩯䡇䓖㤆 䝫䈯㔔䝫 㽡㦤䀽䓖䝫㔔䡇䓖䁾 㜽㺞䄊䥽㺞䝫㜽 㗵㦤䓖’䝫 㜽䝫㔔䎌 䈯䡇㗵㗵㺞䓖 㔱㦤䥽 㑛㦤䓖㤆䘉”

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㡼䀽㜽䝫 㤆㔔䟙㺞 㔔 㜽㽡㔔㑛㑛 㜽㽡䡇㑛㺞䁾 䓖㦤䝫 䥽㺞㔔㑛㑛䎌 㤆䡇䟙䡇䓖㤆 䑘㺞䡇 㔔䓖䎌䝫䈯䡇䓖㤆 㽡㦤䥽㺞䘉

㺞䑘䡇㔔䓖䩯䀽䝫䡇㗵’䝫㗵䓖䈯䍮䀽㜽䘉㜽䥽㔔㺞䡇㗵䎌䥽㺞㞷㺞䩯㦤

䩥䈯㺞 㤆㦤䝫 䀽䍮 㔔䓖㗵 㞷㔔䓖㗵㺞䥽㺞㗵 䩯㔔䄊㩲 䝫㦤 䝫䈯㺞 㦤䝫䈯㺞䥽㜽䁾 㑛㺞㔔䟙䡇䓖㤆 䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 䝫㦤 䈯㺞䥽 䝫䈯㦤䀽㤆䈯䝫㜽䘉

㢠㜽 䝫䈯㺞 䓖䡇㤆䈯䝫 㞷㦤䥽㺞 㦤䓖䁾 䝫䈯㺞 㤆䥽㦤䀽䍮 㺞䟙㺞䓖䝫䀽㔔㑛㑛䎌 䐶䀽䡇㺞䝫㺞㗵 㗵㦤㞷䓖䁾 㤆㺞䝫䝫䡇䓖㤆 䥽㺞㔔㗵䎌 㔱㦤䥽 䩯㺞㗵䘉

䥽㺞㔱㦤㺞䩯㦤䝫㺞䈯䝫㤆㔔䟙㺞䝫䀽㦤㗵䓖㔔䘉㞷䁾㦤㤆㽡䥽䓖䡇䓖䀽䍮㔔䍳䥽㜽㦤㔱䥽㜽䀽䓖䝫䄊䓖䥽㜽䡇䡇䝫㦤㽡䡇㺞䓖䡇䥽䓖㗵㤆䩯㺞㦤䎌㺞䥽㺞䟙㺞䓖

䩥䀽 䁒䡇䎌㔔䡇 㜽䝫䥽㺞䝫䄊䈯㺞㗵 㦤䀽䝫䁾 䥽㺞㜽䝫䡇䓖㤆 䈯㺞䥽 䈯㺞㔔㗵 㔔㤆㔔䡇䓖㜽䝫 䝫䈯㺞 㞷㔔㑛㑛䘉

䩥䈯㺞 䄊㑛㦤㜽㺞㗵 䈯㺞䥽 㺞䎌㺞㜽䁾 䈯㺞䥽 㽡䡇䓖㗵 䥽䀽䓖䓖䡇䓖㤆 䝫䈯䥽㦤䀽㤆䈯 䝫䈯㺞 䍮㦤㜽㜽䡇䩯䡇㑛䡇䝫䡇㺞㜽 㦤㔱 㞷䈯㔔䝫 䄊㦤䀽㑛㗵 䩯㺞 㞷㔔䡇䝫䡇䓖㤆 㦤䓖 䝫䈯㔔䝫 㽡㦤䀽䓖䝫㔔䡇䓖䘉

㦤㔱㤆䝫䈯䥽㺞㺞㗵㔔㺞㦤䥽䟙 䝫㜽䀽㡼䡇䓖䓖㺞㽡䈯䝫 䩯䥽㦤㩲㺞 㺞䈯䝫 㺞䈯䝫 㔱㦤 䥽㔔㜽䍳 䝫㦤䀽㔱䡇㜽䝫䥽 䈯䝫㺞 㤆㽡䓖䡇㦤䥽䓖 㜽㔔㑛䡇䈯㤆䝫㑛䡇㺞㔔㗵㤆䓖 䕞䈯䓖㺞㤆䥽㺞㔔䁾 㤆䥽㦤䀽䍮 㺞䈯䥽䝫䡇㗵䓖㔔㞷䓖䈯㥟㦤䡇䘉䘉㦤䥽䝫㺞䈯 䄊㔔䁾㺞㽡

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Chapter 431: Chapter 431: Night Vipers
The mountain loomed in the distance, its dark, jagged peaks stretching high into the sky. Mist clung to the rocky slopes, giving it an eerie, almost haunting appearance.

“Mount Darkstar isn’t like any other place,” Kars explained as they trekked along the rough terrain.

“It’s home to all sorts of monsters—creatures you wouldn’t believe. We’ve got Shadow Crawlers, massive beasts that live in the caves.

They can move through shadows, so if you see your shadow acting funny… well, you better start running.”

The group listened as Kars continued, his voice steady and serious.

“Then there are the Thornbeasts. They look like giant wolves, but their fur is made of razor-sharp thorns. One touch and you’ll be shredded to pieces. They hunt in packs, so if you see one, there’s more nearby.”

As they hiked up the path, the air grew cooler, and the sound of birds and animals faded, leaving only the crunch of their footsteps on the rocky ground.

“And don’t even get me started on the Razorbacks,” Kars said with a grimace.

“They’re huge boar-like creatures with skin as tough as stone. If we run into one of those, it’s best we don’t fight unless we have to.”

Su Jiyai quietly took it all in, her eyes scanning the landscape for any signs of the herbs she was searching for.

After about half an hour of walking, Kars called for a break. The group settled down by a cluster of large boulders, taking out water bottles and snacks to refuel.

Su Jiyai stood up, looking around with a careful gaze. She noticed something small and green poking out from behind a bush not far from where they were resting.

“Hey, I’m gonna go explore a bit,” Su Jiyai said casually, hoping to avoid drawing too much attention.

Kars nodded, barely paying her any mind as he took a long drink from his water bottle. “Don’t wander too far, Ragnar. We leave soon.”

Su Jiyai nodded back and quickly moved away from the group.

Once she was far enough, she crouched down near the bush and carefully brushed away the dirt.

There it was—one of the herbs she needed. It had delicate, bright green leaves with tiny silver specks.

Su Jiyai carefully dug it out with her hands, taking her time to make sure she didn’t damage the roots.

Once it was free, she placed it into her system inventory with a small sigh of relief. One down, two more to go.

Just as she was about to head back to the group, a strange smell wafted through the air. It was faint but unmistakable—a sweet, almost floral scent.

Su Jiyai’s expression changed as she sniffed the air again. “Wait a minute… I know that smell.”

She followed the scent to a small clearing not far from where she was standing.

Her eyes widened as she spotted a cluster of eggs nestled between the rocks.

The eggs were large, with smooth, pale shells, and the floral scent was strongest here.

Her heart skipped a beat. She suddenly remembered where she had smelled this scent before.

Without wasting another second, Su Jiyai hurried back to the group.

“Hey!” she called out, her voice urgent. “We need to get out of here!”

Kars and the others looked up in surprise, their faces puzzled.

“What’s the rush?” Mei asked, raising an eyebrow.

The man who had picked on Su Jiyai yesterday scoffed,

“For sure, he might have seen some bug and got scared.”

“Blaze, shut up, and let Ragnar speak.” Kars chided.

Su Jiyai took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice steady.

“I found… eggs. Over 40 of them. And the smell—it’s like lilies.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, the entire group went silent. Their expressions shifted from confusion to alarm.

“Lily scent?” Blaze asked, his face pale. “You’re sure?”

Su Jiyai nodded. “Positive.”

Kars’s eyes narrowed, and he stood up quickly, grabbing his weapon. “You know what that means, right?”

Everyone did. No eggs had that smell unless they belonged to one specific creature.

“Night Vipers,” Mei whispered, her face draining of color.

Night Vipers were deadly serpents that only came out after dark.

Their eggs gave off a scent similar to lilies, a natural warning for those who knew what to look for.

They were fast, aggressive, and nearly impossible to outrun once they were awake.

Kars cursed under his breath.

“We can’t stay here. If we’re near their nest, we need to move now, before they hatch.”

The group scrambled to pack up their things, their usual calm now replaced with tense urgency.

“We head north,” Kars barked, his voice firm. “Away from the nest.”

Su Jiyai quickly followed, her eyes scanning the area as they moved.

The group moved quickly, leaving the area near the Night Viper’s nest behind them.

The tension in the air was thick, but as they got farther away, everyone started to relax a little. Kars glanced at Su Jiyai, who had been quiet during the walk.

“Hey, Ragnar,” Kars said, slowing down to walk beside her.

“I owe you. You saved us back there. If you hadn’t noticed those eggs… well, things could’ve gotten ugly.”

Blaze, who had been making fun of her earlier, nodded.

“Yeah, you did good. I guess I was wrong about you.”

Mei gave her a small smile. “Thanks for the warning, Ragnar. We’re lucky to have you.”

The other woman named Juliet also nodded,

“Thank you so much.”

Her ‘thank you’ held a hint of shyness, but no one noticed it except Blaze whose expression darkened instantly.

Su Jiyai nodded, feeling a little strange at their sudden change of attitude.

But she was more focused on the herbs scattered across the mountain trail.

Her eyes darted left and right, scanning for any more valuable plants.

As they walked, Su Jiyai kept stopping to pick different herbs, carefully placing each one in her system inventory. It wasn’t long before auxiliary AI chimed in.

[What are you doing? These aren’t the herbs you need for your mission.]

Su Jiyai smirked to herself, picking another bunch of purple flowers.

“I know that. But I plan to take them with me in my preservation capsule.”

[Why?] the AI asked, sounding confused.

“I’m going to grow them in my world,” Su Jiyai replied.

“These herbs have amazing medicinal properties. See this one?”

She held up a small plant with red leaves.

“It can stop bleeding instantly. And this one,” she pointed to a yellow flower, “can boost someone’s energy for days.”

The AI was silent for a moment before responding,

[Are you sure you know what you’re talking about? These herbs are from a completely different dimension. Their properties could be totally different here.]

Su Jiyai rolled her eyes. “I know what I’m talking about. Test me if you don’t believe me.”

The AI hesitated before responding,

[Fine. What does the purple herb you just picked do?]

Su Jiyai didn’t even have to think about it.

“That one reduces fever and helps heal infections. It’s super effective for treating burns too.”

As the group continued their journey, Kars suddenly raised his hand, signaling for everyone to stop.

“Look up ahead,” he said quietly, pointing toward the entrance of a large cave. “That’s the mine.”

Su Jiyai’s eyes narrowed as she scanned the area.

The mine entrance was huge, with jagged rocks surrounding it like the mouth of some giant beast.

But what caught her attention was the movement near the entrance.

Monsters. Big ones.

“Looks like we’ve got company,” Kars muttered, gripping his weapon tightly.

There were at least five creatures guarding the mine.

They were huge, standing on four legs like lions, but their bodies were covered in scales instead of fur.

Their glowing red eyes scanned the area, and every now and then, one of them would let out a low growl.

“We can’t just walk in there,” Blaze whispered. “They’ll tear us apart.”

Kars nodded, his face serious. “We need a plan.”

While the others were discussing strategies, Su Jiyai’s eyes wandered to the side of the mine entrance.

There, growing between the rocks, was the second herb she needed.

It had long, silver leaves that shimmered in the dim light, and she could tell just by looking at it that it was rare and powerful.

“There it is,” she muttered under her breath, her heart skipping a beat. But getting to it wouldn’t be easy with those monsters so close.

However, Su Jiyai wasn’t tensed at all, instead, she took out her veil and wore it. Turning on the invisibility function, she sneaked to the area and carefully and slowly dug out the second herb.

After securing it to space inventory, Su Jiyai heaved a sigh of relief and returned to the team.

The interval was long, and the group members had noticed Su Jiyai’s disappearance.

When she returned, Blaze taunted her,

“We are not in a safe zone. Why are you strolling around?”

“Seeing if I can escape when he takes action…” Su Jiyai murmured.