𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚢𝚊𝚑𝚍𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚔. 𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚞-𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚑. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒. 𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑, 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝚈𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞.
"𝚂𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚙 𝚙𝚊𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗. 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚊.
𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝚂𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊, 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝟷𝟼𝟽 𝚌𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝.
"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚔? 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞! 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗?" 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛, 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒, 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞, 𝙿𝚊𝚔." 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑.
"𝙸𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗, 𝙿𝚊𝚔. 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚔𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙱𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝙱𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝙱𝚞. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑!" 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚑.
𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑, 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑.
𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑. 𝙺𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚊𝚗.
"𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙱𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔-𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝.
"𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔. 𝙺𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒."
𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚞 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝚂𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚛𝚒𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐.
"𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜," 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔. 𝙳𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗. 𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐, 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒.
𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚜, 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚑. 𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚊. 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚑. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜.
"𝙳𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝙸𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛. 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞, 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚔?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔. 𝚁𝚊𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊.
"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖? 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚞, 𝙽𝚊𝚔," 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛.
𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑, 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜.
𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚋𝚞, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑. 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗-𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊, 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒, 𝙽𝚊𝚔?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊. "𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞, 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊."
𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑.
"𝙱𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑, 𝙽𝚊𝚔. 𝚃𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚑-𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚑, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚞."
"𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊, 𝙱𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝. 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜.
"𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚒𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒.
"𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊. 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚒, 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙱𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒. 𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚞, 𝙽𝚊𝚔."
"𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚒𝚋𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊."
𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑, 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒. 𝙰𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝙱𝚞." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖-𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝙸𝚋𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚞, 𝙽𝚊𝚔?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚒.
𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑. 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚂𝙼𝙰, 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊. 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝙱𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗," 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝙻𝚊𝚕𝚞?"
"𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚑 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖, 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗."
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗! 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒!"
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𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚜. 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊.
𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊.
𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊. 𝙾𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐-𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞. 𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞.
"𝙰𝚍𝚞𝚑!"
𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚛.
"𝙷𝚎𝚢! 𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒." 𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚑. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑."
"𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚏."
𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒"
"𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒."
𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒-𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚗.
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚗. 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛?" 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗.
"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒?" 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖. 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝟷𝟾𝟷 𝚌𝚖. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜.
𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚞𝚓𝚒 𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚙𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗.
"𝙺𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊-𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒.
"𝙳𝚒 𝙿𝚃. 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. "𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊?"
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐. "𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞-𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙺𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊. 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖. "𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗."
𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝, 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊.
"𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊? 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚔𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚗.
"𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝.
"𝙼𝚊𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚁𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚕.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔. "𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕-𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙻𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗. 𝙱𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙𝚒 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗," 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔." 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞.
"𝙹𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖. "𝚂𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜. 𝙽𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊."
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚗, 𝙱 (𝚋𝚒)," 𝚙𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊.
"𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚁 (𝚊𝚛)," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛.
𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
𝙳𝚞𝚕𝚞, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞 𝚂𝙼𝙿. 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚂𝙼𝙰 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞.
𝙶𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚖, 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝.
𝙺𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗. 𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚖.
"𝙰𝚛! 𝙰𝚛𝚒!" 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚃. 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎.
"𝙷𝚊𝚒, 𝚈𝚞𝚕," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
𝙱𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗? 𝚈𝚊.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚞𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝙾𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜.
"𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚗𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚂𝙼𝙰.
"𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕.
"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒." 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚔.
"𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗.
"𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊.
"𝙾𝚑, 𝚢𝚊?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗.
𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗. "𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗-𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞. 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.
𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑. 𝙹𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐.
𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚞𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚓𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚜, 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
𝙳𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝.
𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗.
𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒. 𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝚂𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑.
"𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗."
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙺𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝙻𝚊𝚒𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙱𝚞𝚖𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚒. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕, 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗-𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑.
𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊. 𝚂𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗? 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝚆𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗-𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗.
𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖, 𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚙, 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚒," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚃𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞.
"𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊.
𝙷𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚞. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛, 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔. 𝚁𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚈𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
"𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚑, 𝚃𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒," 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒.
"𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗," 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚋 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚑.
"𝙰𝚛𝚒?"
𝙾𝚑. 𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚊. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊-𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚊.
"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚔. "𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔.
"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚔.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚖𝚞," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗. 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚑-𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚒 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜.
𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚛𝚒!" 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚕 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝.
𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚞, 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊.
"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐. "𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒?"
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. "𝚃𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞."
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗.
𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖-𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.
𝚂𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚒. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚑𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒.
𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗. 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞.
"𝙰𝚛𝚒."
𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚞," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚖𝚞?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 ___"
"𝚂𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚗?" 𝙽𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗 ...." 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗-𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐-𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚙𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗. 𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚊. 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗.
"𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚞?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗.
"𝚈𝚊. 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞? 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒? 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚊. 𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 ___"
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛, 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑!" 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚜.
"𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚖𝚞?"
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚔𝚞. 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚒𝚋 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗.
"𝙻𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚞?"
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔? 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚒?"
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗? 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗. 𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚞."
"𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚞." 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 ___"
"𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝙰𝚛𝚒! 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞. 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑𝚖𝚞 ___"
"𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚞! 𝙸𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗," 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗, 𝙰𝚛𝚒. 𝙾𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊, 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚕. 𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜."
"𝙻𝚊𝚕𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑?"
"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚞? 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚔, 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚞!" 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕.
"𝚃𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔-𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚒." 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗.
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