The System Awakens: Rise of the Champion - Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: You’re Hired!

Just as Damian felt his consciousness, vision, hearing, and control over his body return all at once, the white substance that had encased him in a cocoon-like structure suddenly exploded, dispersing into a fine white mist.

Damian was still seated on the throne, just as he had been when he allocated his stats two days ago, but he didn’t feel the same.

A strange mix of warmth and cold spread through his body, slowly relieving the sensations he had been experiencing.

As his eyes and ears fully cleared, a series of notifications assaulted his senses.

“Argh…”

Damian clutched his head as a buzzing noise overwhelmed his ears.

A chilling pain spread across his skin, and his head felt unbearably heavy.

An intense restlessness surged through him, making everything around him seem irritating, causing him to bite his lip in frustration.

“Calm down…” he muttered to himself, trying to steady his mind.

He shook his head and took deep breaths.

After a few minutes, he finally calmed down as the system prompt appeared before him.

[Your flesh has been reconstructed.]

[Your bones have been reforged.]

[Your blood has been purified.]

[Your nerves have been reformed.]

[Your organs have been reconstructed.]

[Your energy streams have been reconstructed.]

[Your energy circuits have been reconstituted.]

[Your energy cores have been reconstituted.]

[The hidden potential within your cells has been unlocked.]

[Your genetic code has been rewritten and upgraded by a tier.]

[You have evolved into a ‘Superior Human.’]

[An evolved form of the human species. You are much stronger than an unevolved human but weaker than a High Human. You possess most of the racial abilities that High Humans have, though on a lesser scale.]

[You have awakened the Racial Ability, ‘Deep Resonance’]

—–

[Racial Ability: Deep Resonance]

[Effects: -As a Superior Human, you can hear and sense frequencies that unevolved humans cannot.]

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Ability, ‘Sixth Sense’]

—–

[Racial Ability: Sixth Sense]

[Effects: -You can sense the presence of any human species from great distances.

-You can more accurately judge the strength of any presence.]

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Trait, ‘Accelerated Healing’]

—–

[Racial Trait: Accelerated Healing]

[Effects: -You can heal injuries 10 times faster than an unevolved human.

-You possess lesser regeneration: severed limbs will regrow, though the process will take time proportionate to natural growth rates.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Trait, ‘Longevity’]

—–

[Racial Trait: Longevity]

[Effects: -You can live for 500+ years.

-With proper training and a well-maintained body, you can extend your lifespan to 800+ years.

-Slower aging.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Constitution, ‘Superhuman Physiology’]

—–

[Racial Constitution: Superhuman Physiology]

[Effects: -Permanently increases Strength by 15%.

-Permanently increases Agility by 15%.

-Permanently increases Perception by 15%.

-Permanently increases Stamina by 15%.

-Permanently increases Endurance by 15%.

-Permanently increases Resilience by 15%.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Constitution, ‘Silver Bones’]

—–

[Racial Constitution: Silver Bones]

[Effects: -Your bones are 10 times stronger than those of unevolved humans while remaining lightweight.

-Your bones become more flexible.

-Increases Stamina by 15%.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Constitution, ‘Superior Blood’]

—–

[Racial Constitution: Superior Blood]

[Effects: -Your blood contains healing properties, capable of healing minor injuries in those who consume it.

-Your blood stores more energy, allowing you to survive without food or water for extended periods.

-Side Effect: Your blood becomes a small delicacy for creatures that thrive on blood.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Constitution, ‘Superior Charm’]

—–

[Racial Constitution: Superior Charm]

[Effects: -You are significantly more charming than an unevolved human.

-As a Superior Male Human, you are considered the ideal mate for beings ranked lower than you in the racial hierarchy.

—–

[Your energy reserves have slightly increased.]

[The effects of your inherited ability [Warrior’s Will] have slightly improved.]

—–

[Inherited Ability: Warrior’s Will]

[Effects: -When activated, all physical abilities increase by 20%.

-While active, all unnecessary emotions and thoughts related to battle or the task at hand are completely suppressed.

—–

[Your talent [Boundless Refinement] is taking effect.]

[You have adapted to your evolution.]

[Your efficiency in evolving has slightly increased.]

[Your constitution [Unyielding Warrior’s Physique] is taking effect.]

—–

[New Trait Acquired: Evolutionary Body]

[Effects: -Your physical body has become more attuned to evolution, significantly increasing the efficiency of future evolutions.

—–

.

.

.

“I evolved…”

This was the most important thing.

He had actually evolved without depending on any other being, not even the system.

Though relying on the system to evolve wasn’t considered true dependence since the system only granted missions for evolution when the Awakener had earned them through effort, Damian, being the monster he was, had evolved on his own through sheer strength alone.

Damian raised his hand and noticed a subtle change in his skin tone; it had gone from white to a slightly fairer shade.

His hair had also grown longer, now reaching down to his arm joints, and had changed from jet black to a mix of black and brown.

Closing his eyes, he slowly let go of his senses.

Unlike the overwhelming experience when he first awakened after evolving, this time his senses did not assault him.

Instead, he felt the gentle touch of the wind brushing against his skin, the serene sounds of the atmosphere coming from every direction.

He didn’t know what was making these faint noises, but he instinctively knew their exact locations.

Opening his neon blue eyes, he looked at the two figures standing a short distance away.

He could easily sense the strength of their presence.

Shiru was surrounded by an almost nonexistent, colorless aura, and even without activating his [Eyes of Clarity], which enhanced his eyesight, he could clearly see her brown eyes dilating and the sweat forming on her skin.

His attention then shifted to the person standing beside her, though he didn’t even need to move his eyes to get a clear view.

A faint, pale red aura surrounded the figure.

However, his instincts told him that this individual wasn’t a threat.

With just a glance, Damian could tell he was a vampire and an old one at that.

“Hmmm…”

Damian stood up from the throne, revealing the changes in his body to Shiru, who, for some reason, felt her body heat up as she looked at the evolved Damian.

“How long have you been standing there watching me evolve?”

Damian’s voice had deepened slightly, carrying more weight than before.

“From the start,” the vampire replied simply.

“And you are?” Damian tilted his head.

“I’m Lucian Holloway. I wish to join your faction,” the vampire stated.

“Hmm… how about this?” Damian smirked before sitting back on the throne.

“Give me one good reason, or better yet, tell me something useful, and I’ll let you join my faction.”

Lucian thought for a moment, replaying everything he had seen during Damian’s power ranking battles.

Then, he remembered something, a flaw in Damian’s fighting technique.

If corrected, it could significantly increase his stamina and improve his energy efficiency.

“During your ranking battle against Aeron Brenlith, the noble vampire, and the Alpha Werewolf, you weren’t controlling your elemental power as efficiently as you should have been,” Lucian said with a small smile.

“What do you mean?”

Damian prompted him to continue, though he already had a pretty good idea of what the vampire was referring to.

“Whenever you used your elemental powers or powered up, you let your aura run wild without control. A significant amount of your energy was wasted as excess aura, which is obviously inefficient… Judging by your expression, you already knew this, didn’t you? Yet, you don’t care to control it.”

Lucian watched as a small smile played on Damian’s lips.

“Yeah… give me something else,” Damian said.

“Well, I can’t think of anything at the moment because I need to watch you fight more, to analyze how you use the abilities at your disposal and identify any flaws.”

“But I can assure you, I have 800 years’ worth of knowledge that you couldn’t even find in the greatest libraries. I have interacted with Awakeners across thousands of worlds and witnessed the abilities of hundreds of different races.

“Furthermore, I am a servant of an ancient noble vampire who has lived for more than 6,000 years. If you let me join your faction and allow me to study your growth, all the knowledge and insights I possess will be at your disposal,” Lucian declared as he knelt on one knee.

Damian tilted his head in curiosity.

Why was this vampire acting like this?

What had he done to make Lucian want to join him so badly?

“Tell me this, why do you want to join me so badly?” Damian asked, fixing his gaze on the vampire.

“I want to learn,” Lucian admitted.

“You are the most Fascinating person I have ever seen. The power you displayed surpasses anything ever witnessed in the First Tower Realm.”

“Your growth potential is something even my master, the ancient noble vampire, would envy.”

“You evolved on your own, something that was believed to be impossible until now. That alone is proof of your uniqueness.”

“Tell me, if you were in my position, if your entire existence revolved around learning and understanding the mysteries of the universe, and you encountered someone like you, would you let such an opportunity slip away?”

Damian didn’t even need to answer.

He was someone who seized every opportunity to grow stronger.

He understood perfectly.

“What about your master, this Ancient Noble Vampire you speak of? Won’t they be angered if you join a human faction?” Damian asked.

The moment Lucian mentioned having an ancient noble vampire as a master, Damian sensed potential trouble brewing.

“My master may be a battle-hungry, unstable, overpowered maniac of a vampire,” Lucian admitted, “but she is also someone who values her subordinates. She would respect my decision, even if it means accepting me joining a human.”

Lucian’s expression was serious as he looked at Damian, who was now grinning at him.

“Did you just say your master is a battle-hungry, unstable, overpowered maniac?” Damian asked, tilting his head.

“Well… that was a bit disrespectful. I got carried away,” Lucian admitted. “But she is very powerful and a little unstable. Why do you ask?”

“Nothing important,” Damian replied, his grin widening. “Anyway…”

“You’re hired.”

[The Awakener titled ‘Professor Holloway’ has joined your faction.]

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䰖䅹䇃
㕎䬰㣄”

䡦䅹㔑䰖
路

䇃㔑䇎䇃㤏䇃㰡䅹䇎䇎
䆠䬰㤈䉁

擄

䂍

䇃㕎㔑㤏㳍䉇

路
老
魯

㪗㛦䇃䇃䕜䛿㔑㩣
䌇㪗㤏䉁䡚䅹”䬰䇃䕜䰖
路
虜
㪗㛦㪄䇎䡚䇃㔑䤗
䬰䇎

㔑䰖
䕜䂰㔑㔑䡚㪗
盧
虜
蘆
㔑䇎䇃

䌇䛿䬰㪗㳍䬰䕜

“㰊䬰䆠 㰡䬰䆠䛿䉇 㤏㔑㤈 䮠’䡚 㔑 䤗䇃䇎㤈 䉇䇃䇃㛦 䇃䕜䰖䅹䆠㤏㪗㔑㤏䰖 䬰䊦 䰖䅹䇃 䆠䕜㪗䤗䇃䇎㤏䇃㕎 䰖䇎㤈㪗䕜䌇 䰖䬰 䛿䇃㔑䇎䕜 䇃䤗䇃䇎㤈䰖䅹㪗䕜䌇 㔑䕜䉇 㔑䕜㤈䰖䅹㪗䕜䌇 㤏䇃㰡䇎䇃䰖 䰖䅹㔑䰖 䮠 䛿㔑㤈 䡚㤈 䇃㤈䇃㤏 䆠㛦䬰䕜㪄㪄㪄” 㣄㪗䇎 䓌䬰䛿䛿䬰䡦㔑㤈 䇎䇃㛦䛿㪗䇃䉇㕎 䇃䬾㰡㪗䰖䇃䡚䇃䕜䰖 䌇䛿㪗䡚䡚䇃䇎㪗䕜䌇 㪗䕜 䅹㪗㤏 䇃㤈䇃㤏㪄

䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䌇䛿㔑䕜㰡䇃䉇 㔑䰖 㣄䅹㪗䇎䆠㕎 㔑䕜䉇 㔑㤏 㤏䬰䬰䕜 㔑㤏 䰖䅹䇃㪗䇎 䇃㤈䇃㤏 䡚䇃䰖㕎 㤏䅹䇃 㕆䆠㪗㰡㳍䛿㤈 䛿䬰䬰㳍䇃䉇 㔑䡦㔑㤈 㔑㤏 㪗䊦 䆠䕜㔑㩣䛿䇃 䰖䬰 䡚㔑㪗䕜䰖㔑㪗䕜 䅹㪗㤏 䌇㔑䒺䇃㪄

“䮠㤏 䰖䅹㪗㤏 䰖䅹䇃 䇃䊦䊦䇃㰡䰖 䬰䊦 䡚㤈 㛌㣄䆠㛦䇃䇎㪗䬰䇎 䍒䅹㔑䇎䡚䗠䉁 㤽䤗䇃䕜 㣄䅹㪗䇎䆠㕎 䡦䅹䬰 㔑䛿䡦㔑㤈㤏 㤏䇃䇃䡚䇃䉇 㛦䇎䇃䰖䰖㤈 䆠㛦䰖㪗䌇䅹䰖㕎 㔑㛦㛦䇃㔑䇎㤏 㤏䅹㔑㳍䇃䕜 㭖䆠㤏䰖 㩣㤈 䡚㤈 㛦䇎䇃㤏䇃䕜㰡䇃㕎” 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䰖䅹䬰䆠䌇䅹䰖 䰖䬰 䅹㪗䡚㤏䇃䛿䊦㪄

䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䡦㔑㤏 㔑䛿䇎䇃㔑䉇㤈 㪗䕜㰡䇎䇃䉇㪗㩣䛿㤈 㰡䅹㔑䇎䡚㪗䕜䌇 䉇䆠䇃 䰖䬰 䰖䅹䇃 䕜䆠䡚䇃䇎䬰䆠㤏 䰖㤈㛦䇃㤏 䬰䊦 䇃䕜䇃䇎䌇㪗䇃㤏 䊦䛿䬰䡦㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹䇎䬰䆠䌇䅹 䅹㪗㤏 䤗䇃㪗䕜㤏㪄

䓌㪗㤏 㩣䬰䉇㤈㕎 䡦䅹㪗㰡䅹 䅹㔑䉇 㩣䇃䇃䕜 䰖䇃䡚㛦䇃䇎䇃䉇 㩣㤈 䛿㪗䰖䇃䇎㔑䛿 䊦㪗䇎䇃 㪗䕜 䛿㔑䤗㔑㕎 䡦㔑㤏 㛦䇃䇎䊦䇃㰡䰖 䇃䤗䇃䕜 㩣䇃䊦䬰䇎䇃 䅹䇃 䇃䤗䬰䛿䤗䇃䉇 㪗䕜䰖䬰 㔑 㛌㣄䆠㛦䇃䇎㪗䬰䇎 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜䗠㪄

㕃䬰䡦㕎 㔑䊦䰖䇃䇎 䅹㪗㤏 䇃䤗䬰䛿䆠䰖㪗䬰䕜㕎 䰖䅹䇃 䇃䊦䊦䇃㰡䰖㤏 䬰䊦 㛌㣄䆠㛦䇃䇎㪗䬰䇎 䍒䅹㔑䇎䡚䗠 䡦䇃䇎䇃 䇃䤗䇃䕜 䡚䬰䇎䇃 㛦䇎䬰䡚㪗䕜䇃䕜䰖㪄

㤽䤗䇃䕜 㪗䊦 㔑 䌇䇎䬰䆠㛦 䬰䊦 㤏䆠㛦䇃䇎㪗䬰䇎 䅹䆠䡚㔑䕜㤏 㔑㛦㛦䇃㔑䇎䇃䉇㕎 䅹䇃 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 㤏䰖㪗䛿䛿 䬰䆠䰖㤏䅹㪗䕜䇃 䰖䅹䇃䡚 㔑䛿䛿 㪗䕜 㩣䇃㔑䆠䰖㤈㪄

㳹㤈 䅹䆠䡚㔑䕜 㤏䰖㔑䕜䉇㔑䇎䉇㤏㕎 䅹㪗㤏 㔑㛦㛦䇃㔑䇎㔑䕜㰡䇃 䡦㔑㤏 㔑䛿䇎䇃㔑䉇㤈 㩣䇃㤈䬰䕜䉇 㛦䇃䇎䊦䇃㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜㪄

䡦㤏㔑
䡦㔑㤈

㤈㪗㛦䛿㤏䡚
䇃䌇䇎䬰㪗䕜

䅹㪗䡚㪄

䥹䅹䇃䇎䇃

䕜䬰

䛿㰡䆠䬰䉇

䕜㔑㤈
䡚䬰䕜䡦㔑

“䀴䇃䛿䛿㕎 㔑䰖 䛿䇃㔑㤏䰖 㤏䅹䇃 㪗㤏 䅹㔑䕜䉇䛿㪗䕜䌇 䅹䇃䇎㤏䇃䛿䊦 䡦䇃䛿䛿㕎” 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䰖䅹䬰䆠䌇䅹䰖㕎 㪗䡚㛦䇎䇃㤏㤏䇃䉇 㩣㤈 㣄䅹㪗䇎䆠’㤏 㤏䇃䛿䊦㷊㰡䬰䕜䰖䇎䬰䛿㪄

䂍䛿䰖䅹䬰䆠䌇䅹 䅹㪗㤏 㰡䅹㔑䇎䡚 㔑㩣㪗䛿㪗䰖㤈 䡚㔑䉇䇃 䅹㪗䡚 㪗䕜㰡䇎䇃䉇㪗㩣䛿㤈 㔑䰖䰖䇎㔑㰡䰖㪗䤗䇃 㔑䕜䉇 䰖䅹䇃 㪗䉇䇃㔑䛿 䡚㔑䰖䇃 㪗䕜 䰖䅹䇃 䇃㤈䇃㤏 䬰䊦 䬰䰖䅹䇃䇎㤏㕎 㪗䰖 䉇㪗䉇 䕜䬰䰖 䊦䬰䇎㰡㪗㩣䛿㤈 㰡䬰䡚㛦䇃䛿 䰖䅹䇃䡚 䰖䬰 㔑㰡䰖 䬰䕜 䰖䅹䇃㪗䇎 㪗䕜㤏䰖㪗䕜㰡䰖㤏㪄

䰖䅹䇃
䇃䡦㕎㔑䇎㔑

䇃䅹
䰖㔑䇃㪄䡚
䛿䇃䛿䤗㕎䇃

䡦㔑㤏
䰖䅹㔑䰖

䰖䡚䅹䇃

㰡䕜䕜㔑㪗䰖㤏䰖䆠㪗䛿
䬰䕜
䇃䉇㔑䡚

䰖䮠

䇃䇎㤈䇃䛿䡚

䰖㩣䇃㤏
䛿䬰㤏䇃㩣㤏㪗㛦

䕜㔑

䥹䅹㪗㤏 䡚䇃㔑䕜䰖 䰖䅹㔑䰖 㣄䅹㪗䇎䆠 䡦㔑㤏 䡚䇃䇎䇃䛿㤈 䇃䬾㛦䇃䇎㪗䇃䕜㰡㪗䕜䌇 㔑䕜 㪗䕜㤏䰖㪗䕜㰡䰖䆠㔑䛿 㪗䕜䊦㔑䰖䆠㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜 䡦㪗䰖䅹 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜㕎 䡦䅹㪗㰡䅹 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 䊦㔑䉇䇃 㔑㤏 㤏䅹䇃 䌇䇎䇃䡦 㔑㰡㰡䆠㤏䰖䬰䡚䇃䉇 䰖䬰 䅹㪗㤏 䕜䇃䡦 㔑㛦㛦䇃㔑䇎㔑䕜㰡䇃㪄

䓌䬰䡦䇃䤗䇃䇎㕎 㪗䰖 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 䕜䬰䰖 㰡䅹㔑䕜䌇䇃 䰖䅹䇃 䊦㔑㰡䰖 䰖䅹㔑䰖㕎 㪗䕜 䅹䇃䇎 䇃㤈䇃㤏 㔑䕜䉇 㪗䕜 䰖䅹䇃 䇃㤈䇃㤏 䬰䊦 䇃䤗䇃䇎㤈 䅹䆠䡚㔑䕜䬰㪗䉇 㤏㛦䇃㰡㪗䇃㤏 䇎㔑䕜㳍䇃䉇 䛿䬰䡦䇃䇎 䰖䅹㔑䕜 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜䁩㣄䆠㛦䇃䇎㪗䬰䇎 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜䂊 㪗䕜 䰖䅹䇃 䇎㔑㰡㪗㔑䛿 䅹㪗䇃䇎㔑䇎㰡䅹㤈 䅹䇃 䡦㔑㤏 䰖䅹䇃 㪗䉇䇃㔑䛿 䡚㔑䰖䇃 㪗䕜 䇃䤗䇃䇎㤈 㔑㤏㛦䇃㰡䰖㪄

㩣㔑㳍㰡
䕜䂍㪄”㤈䡦㔑㪄”㪄㤈
䬰䰖

䮠
䕜㪗䇃䰖䰖䇎䡦
“䮠
䡦㔑䕜䰖

䆠䬰㤈
㤈䌇䇎䇃䰖䤗䅹䇃䕜㪗

䇎㔑䕜䇃䛿
䆠䰖䡚㤏
㪗䕜
㛦䛿䕜㩣㪗䇃䇃㔑
䬰䰖㕎䇎㤏㤏

䇃䤗㔑䅹

䤗䇃㔑䅹
䉇䬰䡦䕜

㔑䰖㪗䕜䰖䕜䇃䬰䰖

䕜䇎䉇䆠䰖䇃
㪗䂰㔑㔑䕜䡚

䰖䬰

䉁䕜㤏䇃䬰”䰖

䊦䬰
㪗䰖䕜䅹䌇㤈䇃䤗䇎䇃
㔑
㪗䌇㕎㪗䇃䡚㔑䕜

䬰䆠㤈
䇎㔑䇎䇃䇃䇎䅹㤏䇃㰡

㪄䇃䇎㪗㛦䡚㔑䤗
䅹㤏㪗

䉇䉇䇃䤗㪗㤏䬰䇎䇃㰡㪄

㤏㔑

䇃䅹䰖

“䆉䊦 㰡䬰䆠䇎㤏䇃㪄” 䥹䅹䇃 㛦䛿䇃㩣䇃㪗㔑䕜 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 㕆䆠㪗㰡㳍䛿㤈 㩣䇎䬰䆠䌇䅹䰖 䬰䆠䰖 䅹䆠䕜䉇䇎䇃䉇㤏 䬰䊦 㩣䬰䬰㳍㤏 䊦䇎䬰䡚 䅹㪗㤏 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚 㪗䕜䤗䇃䕜䰖䬰䇎㤈㕎 䊦䬰䇎䡚㪗䕜䌇 㔑 䡚䬰䆠䕜䰖㔑㪗䕜 䬰䊦 㩣䬰䬰㳍㤏 㪗䕜 䊦䇎䬰䕜䰖 䬰䊦 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜㪄

“䥹䅹㪗㤏 㪗㤏 㔑㩣䬰䆠䰖 䬰䕜䇃㷊䊦䬰䆠䇎䰖䅹 䬰䊦 䰖䅹䇃 㳍䕜䬰䡦䛿䇃䉇䌇䇃 䮠 䅹㔑䤗䇃 㔑㰡㰡䆠䡚䆠䛿㔑䰖䇃䉇㪄 䥹䅹䇃 䇎䇃㤏䰖 㪗㤏 䡦㪗䰖䅹 䡚㤈 䡚㔑㤏䰖䇃䇎 㪗䕜 䅹䇃䇎 䬰䡦䕜 䡦䬰䇎䛿䉇㪄”

䰖䕜䬰
㛦䉇䬰䕜㤏䇃䇎

㔑㪗䕜䡚㔑䂰
䡚㪗㪄䡚㤈䇃䇃䛿㪗䰖䉇㔑

䉇㪗䉇

䂍䛿䰖䅹䬰䆠䌇䅹 䅹䇃 䡦㔑㤏 㰡䆠䇎㪗䬰䆠㤏 䰖䬰 䛿䇃㔑䇎䕜 䡚䬰䇎䇃 㔑㩣䬰䆠䰖 䰖䅹㪗㤏 䡚㔑㤏䰖䇃䇎㕎 䅹䇃 㔑䛿䇎䇃㔑䉇㤈 㳍䕜䇃䡦 㤏䅹䇃 䡦㔑㤏 㔑䕜 㔑䕜㰡㪗䇃䕜䰖 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 䡦䅹䬰 䅹㔑䉇 䬰䕜㰡䇃 䉇䬰䡚㪗䕜㔑䰖䇃䉇 䰖䅹䇃 䇃䕜䰖㪗䇎䇃 㭓㪗䇎㤏䰖 䥹䬰䡦䇃䇎 䍜䇃㔑䛿䡚 㪗䕜 䰖䅹䇃 䅹㪗㤏䰖䬰䇎㤈 䬰䊦 㣄䬰䛿㔑䇎䰖㔑㪄

䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䡦㔑㤏 㛦㔑䇎䰖㪗㰡䆠䛿㔑䇎䛿㤈 㪗䕜䰖䇎㪗䌇䆠䇃䉇 㩣㤈 䅹䇃䇎㕎 䇃㤏㛦䇃㰡㪗㔑䛿䛿㤈 㔑䊦䰖䇃䇎 䛿䇃㔑䇎䕜㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹㔑䰖 㤏䅹䇃 䡦㔑㤏 㔑䕜 䆠䕜㤏䰖㔑㩣䛿䇃 㩣㔑䰖䰖䛿䇃 䡚㔑䕜㪗㔑㰡㪄

㩣㤈

䂰㪗㕎㔑䕜䡚㔑

䬰䥹
䬰䕜㛦㪄䇃㛦䕜䰖䬰

䕜䬰䇎䰖䇎㤏䌇䇃
㔑

䇃䇎䰖䇃䅹

䇃䊦㪗䰖䌇䕜䇃㔑䉇
䡦㔑㤏
䕜䬰
䰖㩣䇃䰖䇎䇃
䡦㤈㔑

䕜㤏’䇃䬰
䰖䬰
䬰䇎䇃䤗㛦
䕜䅹䰖㔑

䌇䰖䕜䇃䇎䰖㤏䅹

䓌䬰䡦䇃䤗䇃䇎㕎 䰖䅹㪗㤏 䡦㔑㤏 㔑 䡚㔑䰖䰖䇃䇎 䊦䬰䇎 㔑䕜䬰䰖䅹䇃䇎 䰖㪗䡚䇃㪄

䓌䇃 䡦㔑㤏 䡦䇃䛿䛿 㔑䡦㔑䇎䇃 䬰䊦 䅹㪗㤏 㰡䆠䇎䇎䇃䕜䰖 㤏䰖䇎䇃䕜䌇䰖䅹

䡦䇎䬰䕜䇃䇃䅹

䬰䅹䡦

㔑

䛿䇃䛿㤈㳍㪗

㤈䱥㕎䱥䖪㔑䱥㷊㷊䉇䇎䇃䬰䛿

㔑㤏䡦

㪗䕜
㪗䤗䇃㔑䇎䡚㛦
㩣㔑䰖䰖䛿㪗䕜䌇
䇃䕜㩣䬰䛿
㤏㔑䡦

䇎䕜䇃㔑㳍䡦㔑䇃㤏

䅹䅹㪗䌇䇎䇃

䛿㔑䇃㤏䡚䇎㪄
䰖䬰
㰡䅹㔑䇃䛿䕜䛿䌇䇃
䰖䇎䬰䡦䇃
䇃䅹

㔑䇃䕜䇎
䉇㔑䇎䇃㤈

㭓䬰䇎 䕜䬰䡦㕎 䅹䇃 䡦㔑㤏 㤏䰖㪗䛿䛿 㪗䕜 䰖䅹䇃 㭓㪗䇎㤏䰖 䥹䬰䡦䇃䇎 䍜䇃㔑䛿䡚㪄

䮠䌇䕜䬰䇎㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹䇃 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 䊦䬰䇎 䰖䅹䇃 䡚䬰䡚䇃䕜䰖㕎 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 㤏㰡㔑䕜䕜䇃䉇 䰖䅹䇃 㩣䬰䬰㳍 䰖㪗䰖䛿䇃㤏㪄

㕎䡦䬰䀴
㤈䬰䆠

䊦䬰䇎

䛿㕎䌇䇃㔑㤏䕜
㕎䇃䇃䛿䡚䰖㤽”䕜㤏
㕎䇎㤏䕜㤏䇃䬰䰖䡚

䉇䇃㕎䡚䬰䕜㤏
䛿㤈䕜㪗䌇
㕎㩣䇎㤏䇃䅹
䆠䬰㤈

䇃㪗䇎㤏㰡䅹䕜䇃㔑䌇䇎

䉇㪗㔑㤏
䕜䇃䡦䅹

䇎䇃㤏䬰㕎㰡

䌇䇃䇃䕜㕎㤏䇎㪗䇃
䡦䇃䊦
㪗䇃㕎㛦䇃㰡㤏㤏
䊦䬰
㤏㪗

䤗䇃’㤈䬰䆠
䰖䛿㪄㪗䡚㔑䇃䇎㔑

䡚䮠’
䌇䉇䛿㔑

䅹䇃

䉇㪗䇃䰖㔑䡚䰖䉇
㔑

䂰㪗䕜㔑㔑䡚
㤏㪗䅹䥹
㤈䡚

䇎䅹䰖䬰䅹䆠䌇

䆠䬰㤈
䛿䇃䰖
䛿䬰䰖

䕜䬰㭖㪗

㰡㪗”䰖㕎㔑䬰䕜䊦

㔑䛿㰡㤈㔑䆠䰖䛿

䡦䰖䇃䬰䇎
㔑㪄䇃㤈㤏䇎

㔑㤏䡚䇃䇎䛿㕎

䇃䇎’䇃䰖䕜䡦
䱥䱥㥀

㛦㪄㔑䌇㤏䇃
㪄㪄㤏䉇䌇䬰㪄
㔑
䇃㤏䊦䆠䛿䆠

䮠

䇃䇃䕜㩣

㤏㔑

䛿䉇㛦䇃㛦㪗䊦

“䮠 㭖䆠㤏䰖 䅹䬰㛦䇃 㤈䬰䆠 䡦䬰䕜’䰖 䌇䬰 㩣㔑㰡㳍 䬰䕜 㤈䬰䆠䇎 䡦䬰䇎䉇㕎” 䰖䅹䇃 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 㤏㪗䌇䅹䇃䉇㕎 䕜㔑䇎䇎䬰䡦㪗䕜䌇 䅹㪗㤏 䇃㤈䇃㤏㪄

“䮠 䕜䇃䤗䇃䇎 䌇䬰 㩣㔑㰡㳍 䬰䕜 䡚㤈 䡦䬰䇎䉇㕎” 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䇎䇃㛦䛿㪗䇃䉇㕎 䅹㪗㤏 䇃㤈䇃㤏 䕜㔑䇎䇎䬰䡦㪗䕜䌇 䉇㔑䕜䌇䇃䇎䬰䆠㤏䛿㤈 㔑㤏 㪗䊦 䡦㔑䇎䕜㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹䇃 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃㪄

䡚㔑䇃䉇
䬰䇎䡚䊦

䰖’䅹䇎䇃䬰㤏
㤏䉇䕜㪗㩣
䇎㔑䛿䕜䇃䌇䤗䇃㪗
䡦䬰䇎㳍

㤏䇎䇃䰖䬰䅹㪄”
䕜䉇㔑

㔑
䇃䰖㤏㰡䇎䇃㤏

䇃㔑㰡䅹
䉇䇃”㳹㕎䇃㤏㤏㪗
䬰㰡㔑䰖䕜䇎䰖㰡

㩣䅹䰖䬰
㤏䆠

䰖䅹㔑䰖
䊦䬰
䡦䇃
䬰䰖

䂍㤏 㤏䬰䬰䕜 㔑㤏 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 㔑㰡㰡䇃㛦䰖䇃䉇 㣄㪗䇎 㘹䆠㰡㪗㔑䕜 䓌䬰䛿䛿䬰䡦㔑㤈 㪗䕜䰖䬰 䅹㪗㤏 䊦㔑㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜㕎 䰖䅹䇃㤈 䊦䬰䇎䡚䇃䉇 㔑 䡚䆠䰖䆠㔑䛿 㰡䬰䕜䰖䇎㔑㰡䰖 䡦㪗䰖䅹 㤏㪗䡚㛦䛿䇃 㩣䆠䰖 㤏䰖䇎䬰䕜䌇 䰖䇃䇎䡚㤏㪄

䥹䅹䇃 䡚䬰㤏䰖 㪗䡚㛦䬰䇎䰖㔑䕜䰖 㰡䬰䕜䉇㪗䰖㪗䬰䕜 䡦㔑㤏 䰖䅹㔑䰖 䡦䅹㔑䰖䇃䤗䇃䇎 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䛿䇃㔑䇎䕜䇃䉇 䊦䇎䬰䡚 䰖䅹䇃 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃㕎 㔑䕜䉇 䡦䅹㔑䰖䇃䤗䇃䇎 䰖䅹䇃 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 䛿䇃㔑䇎䕜䇃䉇 㔑㩣䬰䆠䰖 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜㕎 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 䇎䇃䡚㔑㪗䕜 㤏䰖䇎㪗㰡䰖䛿㤈 㩣䇃䰖䡦䇃䇃䕜 䰖䅹䇃䡚㪄

䇃䡦䇃䇎

㤈䕜㔑
䇎㩣䉇㪗䕜䬰䇃䉇䊦

䬰䊦㪄䇎䡚

䕜㪗
䬰䡚䇎䊦
䥹䅹䇃㤈

䇃㔑㰡䅹
㩣䇃㤈䇎㔑䌇䕜䰖㪗

䬰䅹䇎䰖䇃

㳹䇃䰖䇎㔑㤈㔑䛿 䇃䕜㰡䬰䡚㛦㔑㤏㤏䇃䉇 䡚㔑䕜㤈 䰖䅹㪗䕜䌇㤏㚢 䰖䅹䇃㤈 㰡䬰䆠䛿䉇 䕜䬰䰖 㛦䛿䬰䰖 㔑䌇㔑㪗䕜㤏䰖 䬰䕜䇃 㔑䕜䬰䰖䅹䇃䇎㕎 㭖䬰㪗䕜 䰖䅹䇃㪗䇎 䇃䕜䇃䡚㪗䇃㤏㕎 䬰䇎 㩣䇃㰡䬰䡚䇃 㔑 㩣䆠䇎䉇䇃䕜 䰖䬰 䇃㔑㰡䅹 䬰䰖䅹䇃䇎㪄

䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䅹㔑䉇 䡚㔑䉇䇃 䰖䅹㪗㤏 䛿㔑㤏䰖 㛦䬰㪗䕜䰖 䇃㤏㛦䇃㰡㪗㔑䛿䛿㤈 㪗䡚㛦䬰䇎䰖㔑䕜䰖 䅹䇃 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 䕜䬰䰖 㔑䛿䛿䬰䡦 㔑䕜㤈䬰䕜䇃 䰖䬰 㩣䇃 㔑 䉇䇃㔑䉇 䡦䇃㪗䌇䅹䰖 㪗䕜 䅹㪗㤏 䇎㪗㤏䇃 䰖䬰 㪗䕜䤗㪗䕜㰡㪗㩣㪗䛿㪗䰖㤈㪄

㪗䂰䕜䡚㔑㔑

㤏㪄㤏㪗䕜䌇㪗䡚

䕜㪗䉇䰖䇃䕜䬰䆠㰡

㤏䂍

䅹䇃䰖

㳍䬰㤏䬰㩣㕎

㤏㔑䡦
㩣䌇䡦䇎㪗䬰䕜㤏
䅹䇃䡚䬰䕜䌇㪗㤏䰖

䅹䇃
㪗䬰䉇䕜㰡䇃䰖

“䀴䅹䇃䇎䇃 㔑䇎䇃 䰖䅹䇃 䇎䇃㰡䬰䇎䉇㤏 㔑㩣䬰䆠䰖 㛌㣄䆠㛦䇃䇎㪗䬰䇎 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜㤏䗠䉁”

“䥹䅹䇃䇎䇃 㔑䇎䇃䕜’䰖 㔑䕜㤈㕎” 㣄㪗䇎 䓌䬰䛿䛿䬰䡦㔑㤈 㤏䅹䬰䬰㳍 䅹㪗㤏 䅹䇃㔑䉇㪄

䅹䇃䤗㔑
䅹䌇㪗䓌
㷊㳍”䅹䌇㔑䇎䓌䉇䇃㪗䕜

䛿䇃䡚䰖㪗㪗䉇

䇃䬰㰡䇎㤏䇎䉇
㔑䌇䬰㪄
䊦㔑䇎
䡚䕜㤏䅹䆠㔑

㤏䂍

㤏䅹䇃䇎㰡䇎㔑䇃
㤈䡚
㔑

䛿䕜䌇䬰

䊦䕜䬰䆠䉇
㤏㔑

䛿㤈䬰䕜
㰡䇃䬾䰖䕜㪗䰖
䬰䕜

㪄䕜”䓌䆠㤏䡚㔑
䇃䡚㪗䰖

䰖䕜䇃䡦
䬰㤏䌇䇃㕎

䮠

“䮠䕜 㔑䛿䛿 䡚㤈 㥀䱥䱥 㤈䇃㔑䇎㤏㕎 䮠’䤗䇃 䬰䕜䛿㤈 䡚䇃䰖 㔑 㰡䬰䆠㛦䛿䇃 䬰䊦 䓌㪗䌇䅹 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜㤏㕎 㔑䕜䉇 䰖䅹䇃㤈 䛿㪗䤗䇃 㪗䕜 㤏䇃㰡䛿䆠㤏㪗䬰䕜㪄 䥹䅹䇃㤈 䉇䬰䕜’䰖 䇎䇃㔑䛿䛿㤈 䡦㔑䕜䰖 䡚䇃 䇎䇃㤏䇃㔑䇎㰡䅹㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹䇃䡚㪄 䂍㤏 䊦䬰䇎 㣄䆠㛦䇃䇎㪗䬰䇎 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜㤏㕎 䮠 䉇䬰䕜’䰖 䰖䅹㪗䕜㳍 䰖䅹䇃㤈 䇃䤗䇃䕜 䇃䬾㪗㤏䰖䇃䉇 㩣䇃䊦䬰䇎䇃㪄 㰊䬰䆠 䡚㪗䌇䅹䰖 㩣䇃 䰖䅹䇃 䊦㪗䇎㤏䰖 㣄䆠㛦䇃䇎㪗䬰䇎 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜 䰖䬰 䇃䤗䇃䇎 䇃䬾㪗㤏䰖㪄”

“䀴㔑㪗䰖㕎 䰖䅹䇃䕜 䡦䅹㤈 䉇㪗䉇䕜’䰖 䮠 䇃䤗䬰䛿䤗䇃 㪗䕜䰖䬰 㔑 䓌㪗䌇䅹 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜䉁”

䇃䤗㪗䬰䛿㕎䆠䕜䰖䬰

䅹䓌㪗䌇
䉇㔑䅹

䡚䆠㪄䕜䓌㔑

㤏㪗䅹
㤏㪗䕜䇃㰡

䅹㤈䡦

䅹㔑䉇

㩣䇃䇃䕜

㔑
䅹䇃
䅹䇃
䤗䇎㤽䇃
䂰㔑䡚䕜㪗㔑
㩣䇃䇃㰡䬰䡚
䬰䡦䕜䇎䉇㪗䇃䕜䌇
䰖䇃䛿㛦䡚䬰䇃㰡䉇

‘䕜䰖䉇㔑䅹

“䥹䅹㔑䰖’㤏 㩣䇃㰡㔑䆠㤏䇃 䇃䤗䬰䛿䆠䰖㪗䬰䕜 䬰㰡㰡䆠䇎㤏 㪗䕜 㤏䰖㔑䌇䇃㤏㪄 㰊䬰䆠 㰡㔑䕜’䰖 㤏㳍㪗㛦 䰖䅹䇃䡚㕎” 䰖䅹䇃 㛦䛿䇃㩣䇃㪗㔑䕜 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 䇃䬾㛦䛿㔑㪗䕜䇃䉇 㔑㤏 䅹䇃 㛦㪗㰡㳍䇃䉇 䆠㛦 㔑 㤏㛦䇃㰡㪗䊦㪗㰡 㩣䬰䬰㳍 䊦䇎䬰䡚 䰖䅹䇃 㤏䰖㔑㰡㳍 㔑䕜䉇 䅹㔑䕜䉇䇃䉇 㪗䰖 䰖䬰 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜㪄

“㭓䬰䇎 䇃䤗䇃䇎㤈 䅹㪗䌇䅹䇃䇎㷊䇎㔑䕜㳍䇃䉇 㩣䇃㪗䕜䌇㕎 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 䇃䬾㪗㤏䰖㤏 㔑 䛿䬰䡦䇃䇎㷊䇎㔑䕜㳍䇃䉇 㰡䬰䆠䕜䰖䇃䇎㛦㔑䇎䰖㪄 䮠䊦 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 㪗㤏 㔑 䕜䬰㩣䛿䇃 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃㕎 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 㪗㤏 㔑 㛦䛿䇃㩣䇃㪗㔑䕜 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃㪄 䮠䊦 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 㪗㤏 㔑䕜 㔑䛿㛦䅹㔑 䡦䇃䇎䇃䡦䬰䛿䊦㕎 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 㪗㤏 㔑 㩣䇃䰖㔑 䡦䇃䇎䇃䡦䬰䛿䊦㪄 䮠䊦 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 㪗㤏 㔑 䅹㪗䌇䅹 䇃䛿䊦㕎 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 㪗㤏 㔑 㰡䬰䡚䡚䬰䕜 䇃䛿䊦㪄 㘹㪗㳍䇃䡦㪗㤏䇃㕎 㪗䊦 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 㪗㤏 㔑 䓌㪗䌇䅹 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜㕎 䰖䅹䇃䕜 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 䡚䆠㤏䰖 㩣䇃 㔑 䛿䬰䡦䇃䇎㷊䇎㔑䕜㳍䇃䉇 㰡䬰䆠䕜䰖䇃䇎㛦㔑䇎䰖㪄”

䇎㔑䇃䇎

㩣䆠䰖

㤏䬰䕜䇃

䡦䬰䛿㔑㷊䇃䉇䇃䇎䕜㳍䇎
“䮠䕜
䬰䕜䇃
䇃䰖䅹

㰡䡚”䅹䆠㪄
㕆䰖䇃䆠㪗
䕜䤗䇃䇃
㤈䰖䅹䇃
㪗㤏䬰䕜䇎㔑䰖㔑䤗㪗

䬰㤈䕜䛿

䤗㔑䇎㪗㔑䬰䕜䰖㪗

䇎㰡䅹㪗㔑䅹䇃㤈㕎䇎

㔑䇎䇃

䇎㤏㕎䡚䇃䇃䆠㛦

䅹䕜㷊䌇䇎㳍㪗㔑䉇䅹䇃

䬰䊦

䛿䆠䰖’䬰䉇䡦䕜
䤗䇎䇃䇃㤏
䇃㤏㪗㩣䕜䌇

㔑䇃䇎㤏㰡
䇃䅹㪗䰖䇎
䇎䆠㕎䬰㰡㰡

㔑䕜㰡㪗䆠㘹

䇎䇃㪗䌇䕜

䡦䛿㔑䬰㤈䬰䛿䓌

䉇䕜㔑
䆠䇎䇎㰡䇃䕜䰖㔑䬰䰖㛦㕎
䇎㣄㪗
䰖䇃䅹
䅹䇃㔑䤗

㰡䬰䕜䕜㕎䰖䉇㪗䇃䆠

䡦䅹䇃㪗䛿
䉇䬰
㔑䡚䇃䕜
䕜䅹䡦䇃
䛿䬰䇃䡦䕜䇃䇎㷊䇎䉇㳍㔑
䇃䅹䡚䰖㪄
㤏䬰䠋䰖

“䂍㤏 䊦㔑䇎 㔑㤏 䮠 㳍䕜䬰䡦㕎 䰖䅹䇃䇎䇃 䡦䇃䇎䇃䕜’䰖 㔑䕜㤈 䤗㔑䇎㪗㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜㤏 䬰䊦 䛿䬰䡦䇃䇎㷊䇎㔑䕜㳍䇃䉇 䅹䆠䡚㔑䕜㤏 㩣䇃㤏㪗䉇䇃㤏 䓌㪗䌇䅹 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜㤏㪄 䓌䬰䡦䇃䤗䇃䇎㕎 㪗䊦 㔑 䤗㔑䇎㪗㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜 䉇㪗䉇 䬰㰡㰡䆠䇎㕎 䰖䅹䇃 䉇㪗䊦䊦䇃䇎䇃䕜㰡䇃㤏 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇䕜’䰖 㩣䇃 㤏㪗䌇䕜㪗䊦㪗㰡㔑䕜䰖㪄”

㽥㔑䇎㪗㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜㤏 䛿㪗㳍䇃 䰖䅹䇃㤏䇃 䉇䇃㛦䇃䕜䉇 䬰䕜 䰖䅹䇃 㩣䇃㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹㔑䰖 䇃䤗䬰䛿䤗䇃㤏 㪗䕜䰖䬰 㔑 䛿䬰䡦䇃䇎㷊䇎㔑䕜㳍䇃䉇 㤏㛦䇃㰡㪗䇃㤏 䬰䊦 㔑䕜䬰䰖䅹䇃䇎 䇎㔑㰡䇃㪄

㪗䬰䕜䰖
䬰䰖
䌇㪗䇃䤗㤏

䡚䇎㤏䇃䌇䇃

䰖䅹䇃

䰖䕜䬰㪗
䕜䆠䅹䡚㔑
䇃䰖䅹
䇃䇃㤏㰡㤏䕜䇃

䇃㛦䛿䡚䬾㕎䇃㔑

䡦㪗䛿䛿
䰖㪗䇎䅹䇃
㰡䬰䇃㕎䉇

䅹㔑䆠䡚䕜

㤏䬰䌇䕜㔑䇎㪗䊦䡚䇎䕜䰖

䕜䬰㩣䛿䇃

㔑䤗㛦䇎㪗䇃䡚

㪗䅹䇎䇃䰖

䕜㔑䇃㪗㩣䇃䛿㛦

䛿䇃䤗䤗䬰䇃

㔑䰖䇎䇃㤏㪄䇃䆠䊦
䤗㛦㔑䇎䡚㪗䇃
㔑
䕜䡚㔑䆠䅹㕎
䕜䇃㰡㤏㤏䇃䇃
㔑㤏
䡚䇃䅹䰖

㰡䰖䇃㪗䕜䇃䌇

䕜䇃䅹䡦

㔑

㪗㛦䤗㔑䇎䡚䇃
䡦㪗䰖䅹
㭓䬰䇎

䥹䅹㪗㤏 㰡䬰䆠䛿䉇 㩣䇃 㰡䬰䕜㤏㪗䉇䇃䇎䇃䉇 㔑 䤗㔑䇎㪗㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜 䬰䊦 㛦䛿䇃㩣䇃㪗㔑䕜 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃㤏㪄

䮠䊦 㔑 䕜䬰㩣䛿䇃 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 䡦䇃䇎䇃 䰖䬰 䌇㪗䤗䇃 䰖䅹䇃㪗䇎 䇃㤏㤏䇃䕜㰡䇃 䰖䬰 㔑 䠋㔑䇎䰖㪗㔑䕜㕎 䰖䅹䇃䕜 䰖䅹䇃 䠋㔑䇎䰖㪗㔑䕜’㤏 䌇䇃䕜䇃䰖㪗㰡 㰡䬰䉇䇃 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 䡚㪗䬾 䡦㪗䰖䅹 䰖䅹䇃 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃’㤏㕎 䰖䆠䇎䕜㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹䇃䡚 㪗䕜䰖䬰 㔑 㛦䛿䇃㩣䇃㪗㔑䕜 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 䡦䅹㪗䛿䇃 䇎䇃䰖㔑㪗䕜㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹䇃㪗䇎 䠋㔑䇎䰖㪗㔑䕜 䊦䇃㔑䰖䆠䇎䇃㤏 㤏䆠㰡䅹 㔑㤏 䌇䇎䇃䇃䕜 㤏㳍㪗䕜 㔑䕜䉇 㔑 㤏䛿㪗䡚䡚䇃䇎 㩣䬰䉇㤈㪄

䛿䬰䆠䡦䉇

䇎䬰䅹䇃䕜㔑䰖
䬰䉇䇃㤏㰡㪗䇃䕜䇎䉇
䛿㛦㩣䇃㔑㪗䕜䇃
䰖䅹䇃䕜
㪗䅹䥹㤏

䰖䇎㪗䕜䤗䬰㔑㪗㔑
䬰䊦
䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗㪄䇃䇎㤏

䇃㩣

㤽䤗䇃䕜 㪗䊦 䉇㪗䊦䊦䇃䇎䇃䕜䰖 䤗㔑䇎㪗㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜㤏 䬰䊦 㔑 㤏㪗䕜䌇䛿䇃 㤏㛦䇃㰡㪗䇃㤏 㔑㛦㛦䇃㔑䇎䇃䉇㕎 䰖䅹䇃㤈 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 㤏䰖㪗䛿䛿 䇎䇃䰖㔑㪗䕜 䰖䅹䇃 㰡䬰䇎䇃 䊦䇃㔑䰖䆠䇎䇃㤏 䬰䊦 䰖䅹㔑䰖 㤏㛦䇃㰡㪗䇃㤏㪄

㭓䬰䇎 䤗㔑䇎㪗㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜㤏 䬰䊦 㛦䛿䇃㩣䇃㪗㔑䕜 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃㤏㕎 䰖䅹䇃㤈 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 㔑䛿䛿 䅹㔑䤗䇃 㛦㔑䛿䇃䇎 㤏㳍㪗䕜㕎 㪗䡚䡚䬰䇎䰖㔑䛿㪗䰖㤈㕎 㔑䕜䉇 㔑 䉇㪗䇃䰖 䰖䅹㔑䰖 㛦䇎㪗䡚㔑䇎㪗䛿㤈 㰡䬰䕜㤏㪗㤏䰖㤏 䬰䊦 㩣䛿䬰䬰䉇㕎 㔑䡚䬰䕜䌇 䬰䰖䅹䇃䇎 㰡䬰䡚䡚䬰䕜 䰖䇎㔑㪗䰖㤏㪄

䡚㔑㤏䆠䓌㕎䕜

䓌㪗䌇䅹
䛿䤗䇃䇃䤗䬰

㔑
㤏㤈㤏䇃䰖䡚

䅹䰖䅹䆠䌇䬰
㪗㔑㔑䇎㰡䛿
䰖䅹䇃

䛿䬰䇎䇃䡦

䓌䆠䕜㔑䡚㕎

㭖䆠㤏䰖
㤏䡚㔑㳍䇃
䅹䰖䇃

㩣䛿䰖㔑㪗㪗䇃㪗㤏
䇃䤗䕜㤽

…㤏䇃䇃䕜㤏
䡚䇃䕜䰖㪗䬰䕜

䬰䰖㪗䕜

䰖䰖䅹㔑
䅹䌇㪗䓌
䅹㔑䰖䥹”

䰖䅹䇃

䮠

䬰䊦

㤏䡚䬰䰖
䊦䬰
㔑䂰䕜䡚㔑㪗
䡚䅹䆠㰡
䇎䇃䛿䇃㪗㪄㛦䉇

䉇㪗䉇

㔑
䉇㪗䕜䰖䉇’
䬰㛦㤏㤏䇃㤏㤏
㰡䛿”䇃㤏㔑㕎
䬰䕜

䂍㤏 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䡦㔑㤏 䉇䇃䇃㛦 㪗䕜 䰖䅹䬰䆠䌇䅹䰖 㔑㩣䬰䆠䰖 䅹㪗㤏 䇃䤗䬰䛿䆠䰖㪗䬰䕜㕎 䅹䇃 㤏䆠䉇䉇䇃䕜䛿㤈 䅹䇃㔑䇎䉇 㔑 㤏䇃䇎㪗䇃㤏 䬰䊦 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚 䕜䬰䰖㪗䊦㪗㰡㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜㤏 㩣䆠䒺䒺㪗䕜䌇 㪗䕜 䅹㪗㤏 䇃㔑䇎㤏㪄

㛌㰊䬰䆠 㔑䇎䇃 䰖䅹䇃 䊦㪗䇎㤏䰖 㛦䇃䇎㤏䬰䕜 䰖䬰 䇃䤗䬰䛿䤗䇃 䬰䕜 䰖䅹䇃㪗䇎 䬰䡦䕜㪄䗠

㛌㰊䬰䆠䇎 㔑㰡䅹㪗䇃䤗䇃䡚䇃䕜䰖 䅹㔑㤏 䇃㔑䇎䕜䇃䉇 㔑 䇎䇃䡦㔑䇎䉇 䊦䇎䬰䡚 䰖䅹䇃 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚 㔑䉇䡚㪗䕜㪗㤏䰖䇎㔑䰖䬰䇎㪄䗠

㛌䍜䇃䡦㔑䇎䉇㚢

䱕㛱䱥䱥㕎䱥䱥䱥

䱕㶭 䍜㔑䕜䉇䬰䡚 䠋㔑䇎䰖㪗㔑䛿 䀴䇃㔑㛦䬰䕜 䍒㔑䇎䉇

䱕㶭 䍜㔑䕜䉇䬰䡚 䍒䬰䉇䇃䬾 䍒㔑䇎䉇䗠

“䂍䰖 䛿䇃㔑㤏䰖 䮠 䌇䬰䰖 䇎䇃䡦㔑䇎䉇䇃䉇 䊦䬰䇎 㪗䰖… 䇃䤗䇃䕜 䰖䅹䬰䆠䌇䅹 㪗䰖 䡦㔑㤏 㔑 䛿㪗䰖䰖䛿䇃 䛿㔑䰖䇃㕎” 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䡚䆠䰖䰖䇃䇎䇃䉇㪄

䅹䇃

䕜䰖䅹䇃
䌇䕜䇃䛿㰡㔑䉇

䕜䛿㤈䇃䉇䉇䆠㤏
㣄䇎㕎䆠䅹㪗
䡚䇃䇃䉇㩣䇎䇃䡚䇃䇎
㔑㤏

䓌䇃
䰖㔑
䇃㪗䕜䡚䬰㪄㤏䰖䅹䌇
㪗㤏㔑㕎䰖䕜㤏㤏䰖㔑

㪗㤏䅹

䓌㪗㤏 䇃䬾㛦䇎䇃㤏㤏㪗䬰䕜 䰖䆠䇎䕜䇃䉇 㤏䇃䇎㪗䬰䆠㤏㕎 㩣䆠䰖 㔑䕜 㪗䕜䰖䇃䕜㤏䇃 䌇䇎㪗䕜 㛦䛿㔑㤈䇃䉇 䬰䕜 䅹㪗㤏 䛿㪗㛦㤏㪄

“䀴䇃䛿䛿㕎 䮠 䰖䅹㪗䕜㳍 㪗䰖’㤏 䰖㪗䡚䇃 䮠 䡚㔑㳍䇃 䌇䬰䬰䉇 䬰䕜 䡚㤈 䡦䬰䇎䉇㤏 㔑䕜䉇 䊦㪗䕜㪗㤏䅹 䬰䊦䊦 䰖䅹䇃 㛌㘹䬰䇎䉇’㤏 䂰㪗㤏㰡㪗㛦䛿䇃䗠 䊦㔑㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜…”

䊦䬰䇎
䬰䉇

䬰䆠㤈

㕎䰖㔑䊦㪗㰡䬰䕜
㛦䛿䇎䇃㪗䇃䉇㕎

䕜㔑㰡

䬰䰖

㰊䬰䆠
㤏䬰

䰖’䕜䬰䉇
䇎䬰㤈䆠
䉇㔑䇃䇎㤈䛿㔑

㪗㤏䰖䬰䕜䡚䇃㪄䬰
䕜䰖䇎䬰䛿㰡䬰

䬰䰖

䡦㔑㪗䰖

㤈䕜䌇䰖㪄㪗䅹䕜㔑
䡚䇎䬰䇃䊦䉇
䌇䰖䇎㤈㪗䕜
䉇䇃䇃䕜

䌇䬰

䉇㔑䇃䅹㔑

䬰䇃䆠㰊䤗’
䇎㪗䅹㣄䆠
䌇”㪗䰖䕜䅹㕎

䇎䇃䅹
㔑䕜䉇
…”…䡚䢠

㔑

“㰊䬰䆠’䇎䇃 䌇䬰㪗䕜䌇 䰖䬰 䡦㔑䌇䇃 䡦㔑䇎 䬰䕜 㔑 䊦㔑㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜䉁” 䰖䅹䇃 㛦䛿䇃㩣䇃㪗㔑䕜 䤗㔑䡚㛦㪗䇎䇃 㔑㤏㳍䇃䉇㪄

“䆉䊦 㰡䬰䆠䇎㤏䇃㪄”

㤏䮠”
䰖䉁䊦”㔑㰡㪗䬰䕜
䬰㤏㔑䇃䇎䕜

䰖䅹䰖㔑

䡦䅹㤈

㔑䊦䇃䰖䇎

䰖䅹䇃䇃䇎
䇃㤏㪗㰡㰡㪗㛦䊦

䇃䆠㤈䬰’䇎

“䮠 䅹㔑䰖䇃 䰖䅹䇃䡚 㤏䬰 䡚䆠㰡䅹㕎 㔑䕜䉇 㣄䅹㪗䇎䆠 㤏㔑㪗䉇 䮠’䉇 㩣䇃 䇎䇃䡦㔑䇎䉇䇃䉇 䡚䬰䇎䇃 䰖䅹䇃 䡚䬰䇎䇃 䇃䊦䊦䬰䇎䰖 䮠 㛦䆠䰖 㪗䕜㪄 䥹䡦䬰 㩣㪗䇎䉇㤏 䡦㪗䰖䅹 䬰䕜䇃 㤏䰖䬰䕜䇃䉁 䮠 䉇䬰䕜’䰖 㳍䕜䬰䡦㕎” 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 㤏䅹䇎䆠䌇䌇䇃䉇㪄

“䥹䅹㔑䰖’㤏 䰖䇎䆠䇃㪄 䥹䅹䇃 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚 䇎䇃䡦㔑䇎䉇㤏 㔑䇎䇃 㩣㔑㤏䇃䉇 䬰䕜 䅹䬰䡦 䡚䆠㰡䅹 䡦䬰䇎㳍 㤈䬰䆠 㛦䆠䰖 㪗䕜㪄 䮠䰖 㰡㔑䕜 㩣䇃 㪗䕜 㔑䕜㤈 䊦䬰䇎䡚㕎 䡦䅹䇃䰖䅹䇃䇎 㪗䰖’㤏 䰖䇎㔑㪗䕜㪗䕜䌇㕎 䊦㪗䌇䅹䰖㪗䕜䌇㕎 䬰䇎 䇃䤗䇃䕜 㳍㪗䛿䛿㪗䕜䌇㪄 㭓䬰䇎 䇃䤗䇃䇎㤈 㔑㰡䅹㪗䇃䤗䇃䡚䇃䕜䰖 䬰䇎 䡚㪗䛿䇃㤏䰖䬰䕜䇃㕎 㤈䬰䆠’䛿䛿 㩣䇃 䇎䇃䡦㔑䇎䉇䇃䉇㕎” 㣄㪗䇎 䓌䬰䛿䛿䬰䡦㔑㤈 㔑䉇䉇䇃䉇㪄

䬰㤈䆠

䥹䇃䅹
㔑㤏

䰖㔑㳍䇃
䕜䛿䬰䌇

㤏㪗
㔑䡦䛿㤏㤈㔑
䰖䤗䇃䕜䅹䌇㤈㪗䇎䇃

㤈䆠䬰

㤏㤈䡚㤏䰖䇃

䰖䬰䇎䅹䆠䰖㤏㰡㪄㤏

䌇䡦㰡䕜䰖䅹㪗㔑

㔑㤏
㕎䬰䉇
䰖’䉇䬰䕜

䥹䅹䇃 䡚䬰㤏䰖 䇃䊦䊦㪗㰡㪗䇃䕜䰖 㔑䕜䉇 䇃㔑㤏㪗䇃㤏䰖 䡦㔑㤈 䰖䬰 䡚㔑䬾㪗䡚㪗䒺䇃 䰖䅹䇃 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚’㤏 䇎䇃䡦㔑䇎䉇㤏 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 㩣䇃 䰖䬰 䇃䕜䌇㔑䌇䇃 㪗䕜 㩣㔑䰖䰖䛿䇃㤏 䬰䇎 㰡䬰䕜䉇㪗䰖㪗䬰䕜㤏 䰖䅹㔑䰖 㔑䇎䇃 䆠㤏䆠㔑䛿䛿㤈 䡚䬰䇎䇃 䉇㪗㤏㔑䉇䤗㔑䕜䰖㔑䌇䇃䬰䆠㤏 䊦䬰䇎 㤈䬰䆠㪄

㭓䬰䇎 䇃䬾㔑䡚㛦䛿䇃㕎 㪗䊦 㤈䬰䆠 䊦䬰䆠䌇䅹䰖 㔑 㩣㔑䰖䰖䛿䇃 䡦䅹䇃䇎䇃 䰖䇃䕜 䂍䡦㔑㳍䇃䕜䇃䇎㤏 䡦䇃䕜䰖 䆠㛦 㔑䌇㔑㪗䕜㤏䰖 䰖䇃䕜 䬰䰖䅹䇃䇎 䂍䡦㔑㳍䇃䕜䇃䇎㤏㕎 㤈䬰䆠 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 䌇㔑㪗䕜 䡚䆠㰡䅹 䛿䇃㤏㤏 䇃䬾㛦䇃䇎㪗䇃䕜㰡䇃 䰖䅹㔑䕜 㪗䊦 㤈䬰䆠 䊦䬰䆠䌇䅹䰖 㔑䌇㔑㪗䕜㤏䰖 䰖䇃䕜 䂍䡦㔑㳍䇃䕜䇃䇎㤏 㔑䛿䬰䕜䇃㪄

䉇㤏䉇䇃㔑㤏䰖䌇㪗䬰䤗㔑㔑䕜䆠

䇃䬰䆠㤏䇃䌇䕜䇎
䕜㪗
䡦㪗䛿䛿

䇃䅹䰖

䰖㔑㤏㳍㕎
㤏㤈䰖㤏䇃䡚
䥹䅹䇃

䰖䅹䇃

䇃䅹䰖
㔑䡦䕜䇃䌇㪗䉇䇎䇎

䉇㪗䆠䊦䰖㰡䊦㪗䛿
䇃䡚䬰䇎

䬰䡚䇃䇎

䬰㪄㤈䆠

㔑䕜䉇

㩣䇃

䥹䅹㔑䰖 䡚䇃㔑䕜䰖 㪗䊦 䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 䡦䇃䕜䰖 䆠㛦 㔑䌇㔑㪗䕜㤏䰖 㔑䕜 䇃䕜䰖㪗䇎䇃 䊦㔑㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜 㔑䛿䬰䕜䇃㕎 䅹䇃 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 䌇㔑㪗䕜 㔑䛿䛿 䰖䅹䇃 䇃䬾㛦䇃䇎㪗䇃䕜㰡䇃 䰖䅹㔑䰖 䇃䤗䇃䇎㤈 㤏㪗䕜䌇䛿䇃 䂍䡦㔑㳍䇃䕜䇃䇎 㪗䕜 䰖䅹㔑䰖 䊦㔑㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜 䡦䬰䆠䛿䉇 䅹㔑䤗䇃 䇎䇃㰡䇃㪗䤗䇃䉇㕎 㔑䛿䛿䬰䡦㪗䕜䌇 䅹㪗䡚 䰖䬰 䛿䇃䤗䇃䛿 䆠㛦 䡚䆠䛿䰖㪗㛦䛿䇃 䰖㪗䡚䇃㤏㪄

䂍䕜䉇 䰖䅹䇃 㛌㘹䬰䇎䉇’㤏 䂰㪗㤏㰡㪗㛦䛿䇃䗠 䊦㔑㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜㕎 䇃䤗䇃䕜 䰖䅹䬰䆠䌇䅹 㪗䰖 䡦㔑㤏 䇎䇃䛿㔑䰖㪗䤗䇃䛿㤈 䕜䇃䡦 㔑䕜䉇 䕜䬰䰖 㛦㔑䇎䰖㪗㰡䆠䛿㔑䇎䛿㤈 㤏䰖䇎䬰䕜䌇㕎 䡦㔑㤏 㤏䰖㪗䛿䛿 㔑 䤗䇃䇎㤈 䛿㔑䇎䌇䇃 䊦㔑㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜 䡦㪗䰖䅹 䅹䆠䕜䉇䇎䇃䉇㤏 䬰䊦 䂍䡦㔑㳍䇃䕜䇃䇎㤏㪄

䰖䬰
䇎䇃㰡䇃㪗䤗䇃

㪗䊦㔑㰡䕜䰖䬰

㔑䕜
䇃䅹䰖

䡚㔑䇃䌇㔑䉇䕜

䂰䡚㔑㔑㪗䕜

䅹䇃

䮠䊦
㔑䡚䆠䬰䕜䰖
䛿㳍䇃㪗
䬰㔑㤈䛿㩣䆠㤏䇃䰖䛿
䡚䰖㤏㤈㪄㤏䇃

䰖䰖㔑䅹
㰡䇃䬰䆠㕆䕜䇎

㔑

㔑䬰䕜䇃䛿㕎
䡚䬰䊦䇎

㔑䇃䉇䇎䇎㤏䡦
䊦䬰
㰡㪗䬰㤏㪗䛿䆠䉇䆠䇎
䉇䬰䛿䆠䡦

“㳹䇃䊦䬰䇎䇃 㤈䬰䆠 䌇䬰 䬰䊦䊦 䰖䬰 㳍㪗䛿䛿 䇃䤗䇃䇎㤈 㤏㪗䕜䌇䛿䇃 䬰䕜䇃 䬰䊦 䰖䅹䇃䡚 䰖䅹䬰䆠䌇䅹㕎 䰖䇃䛿䛿 䡚䇃 㤏䬰䡚䇃䰖䅹㪗䕜䌇㪄 䂰䬰䇃㤏 䰖䅹䇃 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚’㤏 㤽䤗䬰䛿䆠䰖㪗䬰䕜 䠋㪗㤏㤏㪗䬰䕜 㤏䰖㪗䛿䛿 䇎䇃䡚㔑㪗䕜 㔑㰡䰖㪗䤗䇃 䊦䬰䇎 㤈䬰䆠䉁” 㣄䅹㪗䇎䆠 㔑㤏㳍䇃䉇㕎 䅹㪗㤏 䊦㔑㰡䇃 䊦㪗䛿䛿䇃䉇 䡦㪗䰖䅹 㔑䕜䰖㪗㰡㪗㛦㔑䰖㪗䬰䕜㪄

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㛌㤽䤗䬰䛿䆠䰖㪗䬰䕜 䠋㪗㤏㤏㪗䬰䕜㚢 䀴㔑䛿㳍㪗䕜䌇 䰖䅹䇃 䍜䬰㔑䉇 䬰䊦 䓌䆠䡚㔑䕜 㤽䤗䬰䛿䆠䰖㪗䬰䕜䗠

㛌㰊䬰䆠 䡚䆠㤏䰖 㰡䬰䡚㛦䛿䇃䰖䇃 䰖䅹䇃 䊦䬰䛿䛿䬰䡦㪗䕜䌇 㰡䬰䕜䉇㪗䰖㪗䬰䕜㤏㚢䗠

㛌䮠䕜㰡䇎䇃㔑㤏䇃 㰊䬰䆠䇎 㘹䇃䤗䇃䛿㚢 㶭㶭㶭䶴㶭㥀䱥䗠

㛌䂰䇃䊦䇃㔑䰖 䂍䡦㔑㳍䇃䕜䇃䇎㤏 㛱䱥 䛿䇃䤗䇃䛿㤏 䅹㪗䌇䅹䇃䇎 䰖䅹㔑䕜 㤈䬰䆠㚢 䱥䶴䝞䱥㪄䗠

㛌䆉㩣䰖㔑㪗䕜 㣄䬰䆠䇎㰡䇃 䍒䬰䇎䇃㤏 䬰䊦 䠋䬰䕜㤏䰖䇃䇎㤏 㔑㩣䬰䤗䇃 㘹䇃䤗䇃䛿 㶭䬒䱥㚢 䱥䶴䬒䱥㪄䗠

㛌䮠䕜㰡䇎䇃㔑㤏䇃 㤈䬰䆠䇎 㽥㪗䰖㔑䛿㪗䰖㤈㚢 䬒㩨䱥䶴䝞䱥䱥䗠

㛌䮠䕜㰡䇎䇃㔑㤏䇃 㤈䬰䆠䇎 㓖䇃䇎㰡䇃㛦䰖㪗䬰䕜㚢 䬒䱥䱥䶴䝞䱥䱥䗠

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䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 㤏䰖㔑䇎䇃䉇 㔑䰖 䰖䅹䇃 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚’㤏 㛌㤽䤗䬰䛿䆠䰖㪗䬰䕜 䠋㪗㤏㤏㪗䬰䕜䗠 䊦䬰䇎 㔑 䊦䇃䡦 㤏䇃㰡䬰䕜䉇㤏 㩣䇃䊦䬰䇎䇃 䛿䬰䬰㳍㪗䕜䌇 㩣㔑㰡㳍 㔑䰖 㣄䅹㪗䇎䆠㪄

䰖䬰
㪗䰖

㔑䕜䉇
䇃㰊㪄㤏”㪄㪄

䕜㪗㤏㪗䊦䅹
‘䮠䡚

䰖䆠䬰㩣㔑

“㪄䬰䬰䰖

“㣄䬰 㪗䰖’㤏 㛦䬰㤏㤏㪗㩣䛿䇃㪄 䥹䅹䇃 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚 䡦㪗䛿䛿 䇃䤗䬰䛿䤗䇃 㤈䬰䆠 㔑䌇㔑㪗䕜 䬰䕜㰡䇃 㤈䬰䆠 㰡䬰䡚㛦䛿䇃䰖䇃 䰖䅹䇃 䡚㪗㤏㤏㪗䬰䕜䉁” 㣄㪗䇎 䓌䬰䛿䛿䬰䡦㔑㤈 㤏䕜䬰䇎䰖䇃䉇 㪗䕜 㔑㤏䰖䬰䕜㪗㤏䅹䡚䇃䕜䰖㕎 䆠䕜㔑㩣䛿䇃 䰖䬰 㩣䇃䛿㪗䇃䤗䇃 䡦䅹㔑䰖 䅹䇃 䡦㔑㤏 䅹䇃㔑䇎㪗䕜䌇㪄 “㰊䬰䆠 㰡㔑䕜 䇃䤗䬰䛿䤗䇃 㔑䌇㔑㪗䕜㪄㪄㪄 䰖䅹䇎䬰䆠䌇䅹 䰖䅹䇃 㤏㤈㤏䰖䇃䡚’㤏 䇃䤗䬰䛿䆠䰖㪗䬰䕜 䊦䆠䕜㰡䰖㪗䬰䕜䉁”

䂰㔑䡚㪗㔑䕜 㤏䡚㪗䇎㳍䇃䉇㕎 㤏䅹㔑㳍㪗䕜䌇 䅹㪗㤏 䅹䇃㔑䉇 㤏䛿㪗䌇䅹䰖䛿㤈㪄 “䮠 䌇䆠䇃㤏㤏 䮠 㰡㔑䕜㪄㪄㪄㪄”

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Chapter 83: Chapter 83: You’re Hired!

Just as Damian felt his consciousness, vision, hearing, and control over his body return all at once, the white substance that had encased him in a cocoon-like structure suddenly exploded, dispersing into a fine white mist.

Damian was still seated on the throne, just as he had been when he allocated his stats two days ago, but he didn’t feel the same.

A strange mix of warmth and cold spread through his body, slowly relieving the sensations he had been experiencing.

As his eyes and ears fully cleared, a series of notifications assaulted his senses.

“Argh…”

Damian clutched his head as a buzzing noise overwhelmed his ears.

A chilling pain spread across his skin, and his head felt unbearably heavy.

An intense restlessness surged through him, making everything around him seem irritating, causing him to bite his lip in frustration.

“Calm down…” he muttered to himself, trying to steady his mind.

He shook his head and took deep breaths.

After a few minutes, he finally calmed down as the system prompt appeared before him.

[Your flesh has been reconstructed.]

[Your bones have been reforged.]

[Your blood has been purified.]

[Your nerves have been reformed.]

[Your organs have been reconstructed.]

[Your energy streams have been reconstructed.]

[Your energy circuits have been reconstituted.]

[Your energy cores have been reconstituted.]

[The hidden potential within your cells has been unlocked.]

[Your genetic code has been rewritten and upgraded by a tier.]

[You have evolved into a ‘Superior Human.’]

[An evolved form of the human species. You are much stronger than an unevolved human but weaker than a High Human. You possess most of the racial abilities that High Humans have, though on a lesser scale.]

[You have awakened the Racial Ability, ‘Deep Resonance’]

—–

[Racial Ability: Deep Resonance]

[Effects: -As a Superior Human, you can hear and sense frequencies that unevolved humans cannot.]

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Ability, ‘Sixth Sense’]

—–

[Racial Ability: Sixth Sense]

[Effects: -You can sense the presence of any human species from great distances.

-You can more accurately judge the strength of any presence.]

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Trait, ‘Accelerated Healing’]

—–

[Racial Trait: Accelerated Healing]

[Effects: -You can heal injuries 10 times faster than an unevolved human.

-You possess lesser regeneration: severed limbs will regrow, though the process will take time proportionate to natural growth rates.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Trait, ‘Longevity’]

—–

[Racial Trait: Longevity]

[Effects: -You can live for 500+ years.

-With proper training and a well-maintained body, you can extend your lifespan to 800+ years.

-Slower aging.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Constitution, ‘Superhuman Physiology’]

—–

[Racial Constitution: Superhuman Physiology]

[Effects: -Permanently increases Strength by 15%.

-Permanently increases Agility by 15%.

-Permanently increases Perception by 15%.

-Permanently increases Stamina by 15%.

-Permanently increases Endurance by 15%.

-Permanently increases Resilience by 15%.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Constitution, ‘Silver Bones’]

—–

[Racial Constitution: Silver Bones]

[Effects: -Your bones are 10 times stronger than those of unevolved humans while remaining lightweight.

-Your bones become more flexible.

-Increases Stamina by 15%.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Constitution, ‘Superior Blood’]

—–

[Racial Constitution: Superior Blood]

[Effects: -Your blood contains healing properties, capable of healing minor injuries in those who consume it.

-Your blood stores more energy, allowing you to survive without food or water for extended periods.

-Side Effect: Your blood becomes a small delicacy for creatures that thrive on blood.

—–

[You have awakened the Racial Constitution, ‘Superior Charm’]

—–

[Racial Constitution: Superior Charm]

[Effects: -You are significantly more charming than an unevolved human.

-As a Superior Male Human, you are considered the ideal mate for beings ranked lower than you in the racial hierarchy.

—–

[Your energy reserves have slightly increased.]

[The effects of your inherited ability [Warrior’s Will] have slightly improved.]

—–

[Inherited Ability: Warrior’s Will]

[Effects: -When activated, all physical abilities increase by 20%.

-While active, all unnecessary emotions and thoughts related to battle or the task at hand are completely suppressed.

—–

[Your talent [Boundless Refinement] is taking effect.]

[You have adapted to your evolution.]

[Your efficiency in evolving has slightly increased.]

[Your constitution [Unyielding Warrior’s Physique] is taking effect.]

—–

[New Trait Acquired: Evolutionary Body]

[Effects: -Your physical body has become more attuned to evolution, significantly increasing the efficiency of future evolutions.

—–

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“I evolved…”

This was the most important thing.

He had actually evolved without depending on any other being, not even the system.

Though relying on the system to evolve wasn’t considered true dependence since the system only granted missions for evolution when the Awakener had earned them through effort, Damian, being the monster he was, had evolved on his own through sheer strength alone.

Damian raised his hand and noticed a subtle change in his skin tone; it had gone from white to a slightly fairer shade.

His hair had also grown longer, now reaching down to his arm joints, and had changed from jet black to a mix of black and brown.

Closing his eyes, he slowly let go of his senses.

Unlike the overwhelming experience when he first awakened after evolving, this time his senses did not assault him.

Instead, he felt the gentle touch of the wind brushing against his skin, the serene sounds of the atmosphere coming from every direction.

He didn’t know what was making these faint noises, but he instinctively knew their exact locations.

Opening his neon blue eyes, he looked at the two figures standing a short distance away.

He could easily sense the strength of their presence.

Shiru was surrounded by an almost nonexistent, colorless aura, and even without activating his [Eyes of Clarity], which enhanced his eyesight, he could clearly see her brown eyes dilating and the sweat forming on her skin.

His attention then shifted to the person standing beside her, though he didn’t even need to move his eyes to get a clear view.

A faint, pale red aura surrounded the figure.

However, his instincts told him that this individual wasn’t a threat.

With just a glance, Damian could tell he was a vampire and an old one at that.

“Hmmm…”

Damian stood up from the throne, revealing the changes in his body to Shiru, who, for some reason, felt her body heat up as she looked at the evolved Damian.

“How long have you been standing there watching me evolve?”

Damian’s voice had deepened slightly, carrying more weight than before.

“From the start,” the vampire replied simply.

“And you are?” Damian tilted his head.

“I’m Lucian Holloway. I wish to join your faction,” the vampire stated.

“Hmm… how about this?” Damian smirked before sitting back on the throne.

“Give me one good reason, or better yet, tell me something useful, and I’ll let you join my faction.”

Lucian thought for a moment, replaying everything he had seen during Damian’s power ranking battles.

Then, he remembered something, a flaw in Damian’s fighting technique.

If corrected, it could significantly increase his stamina and improve his energy efficiency.

“During your ranking battle against Aeron Brenlith, the noble vampire, and the Alpha Werewolf, you weren’t controlling your elemental power as efficiently as you should have been,” Lucian said with a small smile.

“What do you mean?”

Damian prompted him to continue, though he already had a pretty good idea of what the vampire was referring to.

“Whenever you used your elemental powers or powered up, you let your aura run wild without control. A significant amount of your energy was wasted as excess aura, which is obviously inefficient… Judging by your expression, you already knew this, didn’t you? Yet, you don’t care to control it.”

Lucian watched as a small smile played on Damian’s lips.

“Yeah… give me something else,” Damian said.

“Well, I can’t think of anything at the moment because I need to watch you fight more, to analyze how you use the abilities at your disposal and identify any flaws.”

“But I can assure you, I have 800 years’ worth of knowledge that you couldn’t even find in the greatest libraries. I have interacted with Awakeners across thousands of worlds and witnessed the abilities of hundreds of different races.

“Furthermore, I am a servant of an ancient noble vampire who has lived for more than 6,000 years. If you let me join your faction and allow me to study your growth, all the knowledge and insights I possess will be at your disposal,” Lucian declared as he knelt on one knee.

Damian tilted his head in curiosity.

Why was this vampire acting like this?

What had he done to make Lucian want to join him so badly?

“Tell me this, why do you want to join me so badly?” Damian asked, fixing his gaze on the vampire.

“I want to learn,” Lucian admitted.

“You are the most Fascinating person I have ever seen. The power you displayed surpasses anything ever witnessed in the First Tower Realm.”

“Your growth potential is something even my master, the ancient noble vampire, would envy.”

“You evolved on your own, something that was believed to be impossible until now. That alone is proof of your uniqueness.”

“Tell me, if you were in my position, if your entire existence revolved around learning and understanding the mysteries of the universe, and you encountered someone like you, would you let such an opportunity slip away?”

Damian didn’t even need to answer.

He was someone who seized every opportunity to grow stronger.

He understood perfectly.

“What about your master, this Ancient Noble Vampire you speak of? Won’t they be angered if you join a human faction?” Damian asked.

The moment Lucian mentioned having an ancient noble vampire as a master, Damian sensed potential trouble brewing.

“My master may be a battle-hungry, unstable, overpowered maniac of a vampire,” Lucian admitted, “but she is also someone who values her subordinates. She would respect my decision, even if it means accepting me joining a human.”

Lucian’s expression was serious as he looked at Damian, who was now grinning at him.

“Did you just say your master is a battle-hungry, unstable, overpowered maniac?” Damian asked, tilting his head.

“Well… that was a bit disrespectful. I got carried away,” Lucian admitted. “But she is very powerful and a little unstable. Why do you ask?”

“Nothing important,” Damian replied, his grin widening. “Anyway…”

“You’re hired.”

[The Awakener titled ‘Professor Holloway’ has joined your faction.]