Summoned Without Permission! The Substitute Princess Is in Trouble.

Chapter 152

Summoned Without Permission! The Substitute Princess Is in Trouble.

I happened to meet three women who love fantasy in another world. I was talking about going if I could. He was hit by a sudden earthquake, and before he knew it, he had been summoned the saints together. The two have dark hair and black eyes. Although I am half Japanese and half British (blonde, violet eyes), I have chestnut-colored hair and dark brown eyes due to circumstances. The results of the appraisal show that the two are saints. Is this a town girl? Is this situation expelling the royal castle? ! With the help of the people around me, I was able to avoid the expulsion of the royal castle, but I am the only one who looks like the princess of this country, so I’m a substitute? ! This princess, the current queen (who is planning to take over the country) has been poisoned. Rather than expelling the royal castle, she is strongly sought to educate her ladylike education in order to become a substitute princess. As a result of her efforts with the people around her, the princess is safely celebrated as a recovery from her poison, and (again) is loved by her subordinates. What, is it okay for me? But in truth, I want to escape from being a substitute. Also, the saint seems to enjoy a different world, a fantasy world. I also want to enjoy this world. My trustworthy was that I was in another world, and my memories gradually began to creep up. “The summoning of the saint was aimed at reversing the positions of the King’s younger brother, His Highness the Crown Prince.” At the ceremony, an incident occurred, and I was lying on my good fortune (or bad luck?). What, I’m not very funny and noticeable. As a result, the support of his subjects has also increased. “The upheaval of this country begins, and is he caught up in this territory and imprisoned in the territory directly under the king’s brother?” The prince (the princess’ fiance) in the north also begins to move. Huh, can I get you to marry me? Furthermore, an invasion has begun from surrounding countries. “Finally, my ally (the king’s younger brother, Crown Prince) contacted me to kill him.” Now, what’s ahead: ◎Can I get back to this predicament? ◎What will the relationship with this upheaval? (Can I marry the prince?) ◎ Or can I escape, find a safe haven, and survive freely? In this situation, it’s hard to imagine a happy ending!

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᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯑᮘᮙᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗᮼ
ᮄᮘᮕ ᮑᮙᮢ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮑᮞᮤᮼ
ᯗᮞ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮥᮒᮤᮜᮕ ᮣᮙᮜᮕᮞᮓᮕᮺ ᯘᮟᮑᮞᮞᮑ ᮡᮥᮙᮕᮤᮜᮩ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮑᮩᮼ
᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮅᮞᮞᮙᮕᯍ᮰

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮜᮟᮣᮤ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮒᮢᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮑᮞᮤᮼ
ᮄᮘᮕ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮣᮥᮒᮝᮕᮢᮗᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮒᮩᮣᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮔᮕᮕᮠ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮑᮢᮛ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮙᮞᮦᮟᮜᮥᮞᮤᮑᮢᮙᮜᮩ ᮒᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮣᮧᮕᮑᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮛᮙᮞᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮤᮑᮣᮤᮢᮟᮠᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᯙᮩᮜᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮥᮞᮞᮕᮓᮕᮣᮣᮑᮢᮩ ᮢᮕᮝᮑᮢᮛᮼ
ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮞᮟᮞᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮞᮗᮕᮜᮺ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮢᮕᮤᮥᮢᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮑᮦᮕᮞᮼ

ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮙᮞᮔ ᮧᮕᮞᮤ ᮒᮜᮑᮞᮛᮺ ᮧᮟᮞᮔᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮟᮞ ᮕᮑᮢᮤᮘ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮨ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮺ ᯙᮩᮜᮑ ᮓᮘᮥᮓᮛᮜᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮙᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮖᮥᮜ ᮝᮙᮣᮓᮘᮙᮕᮖᮼ
ᮄᮘᮕᮞ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮢᮺ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮠᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮕᮢᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮘᮙᮣᮠᮕᮢᮕᮔᮺ
᮰ᮃᮟᮺ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮤᮟᮜᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮟ ᮛᮕᮕᮠ ᮗᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟ ᮠᮢᮕᮤᮤᮩᯍ ᯖᮥᮘᯍ ᮇᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮘᮙᮔᮕ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮧᮙᮞᮗᮣᯍ ᯖᮕᮢᮕᯍ ᯝᮢ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᯍ᮰

᮰ᯓᮕᮛᮻᮯ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮖᮙᮢᮝᮜᮩ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮟᮧᮕᮢ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮔᮔ ᮗᮢᮟᮑᮞ ᮕᮣᮓᮑᮠᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᮼ
ᯏᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔ ᯙᮩᮜᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮵ᮼᮼᮼᮼᯗᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮑᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮙᮝᮕᮞᮤᯍ᮵

ᯚᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮤᮢᮥᮕ ᮖᮙᮨᮕᮢᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮕᮢᮓᮕᮠᮤᮙᮦᮕᮼ
ᮃᮟ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮣᮟ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮞᮟᮤᮙᮓᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮑᮤᮝᮟᮣᮠᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮢᮤᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮠᮑᮓᮛᮑᮗᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮜᮙᮠ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮟᮞᮗᮥᮕ ᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮗᮕᮞᮕᮢᮟᮥᮣ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮙᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ
ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮤ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕᮔᮺ ᮒᮥᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮨᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮤᮢᮙᮦᮙᮑᮜ ᮚᮟᮛᮕᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᯘᮟᮑᮞᮞᮑ ᮤᮙᮜᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮥᮣᮕᮔᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᯍ᮰

ᯙᮩᮜᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮚᮟᮦᮙᮑᮜ ᮒᮑᮞᮤᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕᮔ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮧᮘᮙᮜᮕ ᮥᮞᮤᮙᮜ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮥᮞᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮣᮙᮠᮑᮤᮕᮔᮼ
ᮄᮘᮑᮞᮛᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮤᮝᮟᮣᮠᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᯘᮟᮑᮞᮞᮑ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮕᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮺ ᮑᮢᮗᮥᮕᮺ ᮟᮢ ᮠᮢᮩᮺ ᮑᮜᮜᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮟᮦᮕ ᮠᮑᮣᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯝᮞᮓᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮙᮤᮥᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮢᮕᮣᮟᮜᮦᮕᮔᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮙᮞᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮟᮥᮤᮘᮕᮔ ᮰ᮃᮟᮢᮢᮩ᮰ ᮣᮙᮜᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩᮼ

ᯗ ᮝᮕᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮧᮑᮢᮔᮜᮩᮼ
᮵ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮗᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮔᮙᮣᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮟᮖᮖᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮓᮥᮢᮕᮼᮼᮼᮼ᮵

ᮃᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮒᮜᮑᮝᮕ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮜᮕᮣᮣᯍ ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑᮜᮜᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮃᮑᮙᮞᮤᮕᮣᮣ᮵ᮣ ᮟᮖᮖᮙᮓᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮖᮕᮣᮤ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮓᮙᮤᮩᮼ ᯙᮩᮜᮑ ᮜᮙᮛᮕᮜᮩ ᮣᮠᮟᮛᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮖᮢᮕᮕᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮛᮞᮕᮧ ᯘᮟᮑᮞᮞᮑ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮣᮤ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮙᮔᮑᮞᮤᮕᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤᮼᮼᮼ
ᯗ ᮦᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮛᮕᮕᮠ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮗᮜᮙᮒ ᮝᮟᮥᮤᮘ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮓᮘᮕᮓᮛ ᮜᮑᮤᮕᮢᮼ

ᯒᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᯘᮟᮑᮞᮞᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮺ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮖᮙᮨᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮘᮟᮜᮔ ᮑ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤ ᮗᮜᮙᮝᮝᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮥᮣᮠᮙᮓᮙᮟᮞᯍ
ᯑᮟᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ᮵ᮣ ᮥᮣᮥᮑᮜ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮕᮣᮣᮙᮦᮕᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᮝᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮓᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮗᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮜᮕᮝᮼ

᮵ᮃᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮖᮟᮢᮗᮕᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮕᮑᮣᮙᮜᮩ ᮕᮙᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼ᮵

ᮃᮟᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮒᮕᮣᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮥᮠ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮣᮥᮙᮤᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮕᮨᮓᮥᮣᮕ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮢᮟᮗᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔᮼ
ᯏᮣ ᮡᮥᮙᮓᮛᮜᮩ ᮑᮣ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮣᮼ

ᯋᯋᯋᯋᯋᯋᯋ

ᯗᮞ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮓᮑᮣᮕᮺ ᯙᮩᮜᮑᮺ ᮘᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮑᮞᮑᮗᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮘᮑᮠᮘᮑ᮪ᮑᮢᮔ ᮢᮕᮥᮞᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮢᮕᮦᮙᮕᮧᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮢᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮠᮑᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮑᮤᮕ ᮑᮤᮤᮙᮤᮥᮔᮕᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮥᮠ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮢᮕᮓᮕᮞᮤ ᮒᮜᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮼ
᮰ᮃᮟᮺ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮥᮝ ᮙᮤ ᮥᮠᮼᮼᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮘᮕᮜᮠᮕᮔ ᮩᮟᮥᯍ᮰

ᯗ ᮞᮟᮔᮔᮕᮔᮼ
᮰ᮉᮕᮣᮺ ᮙᮖ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕᮺ ᯗ᮵ᮔ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮑᮓᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮔᮙᮢᮕᮓᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮢᮕᮓᮢᮥᮙᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮑᮣ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯝᮢᮔᮕᮢᮼ᮰

᮰ᯖᮝᮝᮼᮼᮼ ᮃᮟ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢᮺ ᯝᮦᮕᮢᮖᮜᮟᮧᮺ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮗᮟᮟᮔᯍ᮰
ᮃᮘᮕ ᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮡᮥᮙᮤᮕ ᮙᮞᮤᮢᮙᮗᮥᮕᮔᮼ
᮰ᯖᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮞᮑᮝᮕ ᯗ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮔ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮼ ᯐᮥᮤ ᮣᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮩᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮑᮜᮕᮞᮤᮺ ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮕᮣᮤᮕᮔᮼ᮰

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮞ ᮥᮞᮕᮨᮠᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮼ ᯗ᮵ᮔ ᮑᮣᮣᮥᮝᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮜᮕᮦᮕᮜ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮛᮙᮜᮜ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮑᮜᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮒᮕ ᮢᮕᮞᮟᮧᮞᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮔᮥᮣᮤᮢᮩᮼ
ᮄᮟ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᯙᮩᮜᮑ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮑᮤ ᮑᮜᮜᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮥᮠᮟᮞ ᮢᮕᮖᮜᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕᮼ
ᮄᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮓᮙᮔᮕᮞᮤ ᯗ ᮢᮕᮝᮕᮝᮒᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮢᮕᮕ ᮩᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮥᮤᮥᮢᮕᮼ

ᮀᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮣᮛᮙᮜᮜᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮥᮞᮢᮕᮝᮑᮢᮛᮑᮒᮜᮕᮼ
ᯛᮟᮢᮕᮟᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮞᮙᮓᮛᮞᮑᮝᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮗᮥᮑᮢᮑᮞᮤᮕᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮼ

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ᯏᮞ ᯓᮞᮗᮜᮙᮣᮘ ᮧᮟᮢᮔ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮵ᮤᮟ ᮖᮜᮟᮧ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮼ᮵
ᯗᮞ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮥᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮕᮢᮝᮙᮞᮟᮜᮟᮗᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮢᮕᮖᮕᮢᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮘᮕᮞᮟᮝᮕᮞᮟᮞ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮔᮑᮤᮑ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕᮣ ᮓᮟᮢᮢᮥᮠᮤᮕᮔ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᮑ ᮦᮑᮜᮥᮕ ᮕᮨᮓᮕᮕᮔᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮒᮕ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮖᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮩ ᮥᮞᮙᮤᮼ ᯓᮨᮑᮝᮠᮜᮕᮣ ᮙᮞᮓᮜᮥᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮉᯀᯙ ᮒᮥᮗᮺ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮛᮞᮟᮧᮞ ᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯛᮙᮜᮜᮕᮞᮞᮙᮥᮝ ᯐᮥᮗᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮣᮤᮙᮢ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮥᮢᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮕᮞᮤᮥᮢᮩᮼ

ᯛᮩ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤᮣ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮤᮼ
ᯏᮞᮩᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮝᮝᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮕᮢᮝᮼ
ᯓᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮣᮟ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮞᮗ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮥᮜᮤᮙᮠᮜᮕ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢᮣ ᮥᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮞᮙᮓᮛᮞᮑᮝᮕᮼ

᮵ᯐᮥᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᮙᮤ ᮔᮟᮕᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮩ ᮘᮕᮜᮠᮕᮔ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑᮜᮜᮼ᮵

ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᯛᮕᮗᮑᮓᮟᮢᮠ᮵ᮣ ᮖᮙᮢᮕᮧᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮢᮕᮕ ᮩᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮜᮑᮤᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯝᮦᮕᮢᮖᮜᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮚᮥᮔᮗᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮑᮜᮙᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮙᮞᮔᮙᮦᮙᮔᮥᮑᮜᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮝᮝᮥᮞᮙᮤᮩ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮥᮞᮔᮟᮥᮒᮤᮕᮔᮜᮩ ᮑ ᮤᮑᮜᮕᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮔᮙᮦᮙᮔᮥᮑᮜᮼ
ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮢᮕᮓᮢᮥᮙᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮘᮑᮢᮝ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮟᮢᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮠᮟᮣᮙᮤᮙᮦᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮞᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮔᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮟᮠᮠᮟᮢᮤᮥᮞᮙᮤᮩᮼ
᮵ᯓᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮣᮙᮞᮗᮜᮕ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮕᮤᮕᮞᮤ ᮕᮜᮕᮓᮤᮢᮟᮞᮙᮓ ᮧᮑᮢᮖᮑᮢᮕ ᮣᮠᮕᮓᮙᮑᮜᮙᮣᮤ ᮙᮣ ᮔᮕᮣᮠᮕᮢᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮞᮕᮕᮔᮕᮔᮼ᮵

ᯗᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮗᮟᮟᮔᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯝᮢᮔᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮢᮣᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮕᮑᮣᮙᮕᮢᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮠᮠᮟᮢᮤᮥᮞᮙᮤᮩ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮜᮕᮝᮺ ᮘᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮑᮓᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮑ ᮔᮙᮢᮕᮓᮤ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮝᮝᮥᮞᮙᮓᮑᮤᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮼ
ᮇᮘᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᯗ ᮣᮓᮟᮥᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮟᮢ ᮞᮟᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤ ᮞᮕᮕᮔᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮑᮓᮤᮼ

ᯗ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮙᮨᮕᮢ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮓᮑᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮥᮠᮟᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮼ
ᯙᮩᮜᮑ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩᮺ
᮰ᮄᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᮑ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮓᮟᮥᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮞᮕᮤ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤᮼ᮰

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᮰ᮉᮕᮣᮺ ᯑᮢᮕᮔᮂᮥᮞᮞᮕᮢᮼ᮰

ᯋᯋᯋᯋᯋᯋᯋᯋ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮜᮑᮢᮗᮕᮣᮤ ᮟᮥᮤᮣᮟᮥᮢᮓᮕᮔ ᮣᮕᮢᮦᮙᮓᮕ ᮒᮢᮟᮛᮕᮢᮑᮗᮕ ᮣᮙᮤᮕ ᮙᮞ ᯝᮝᮕᮗᮑ ᯒᮕᮤᮢᮟᮙᮤᮼ
ᯑᮢᮕᮔᮂᮥᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᯜᮕᮤᮼ
ᮃᮙᮝᮠᮜᮩ ᮠᮥᮤᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮞᮜᮙᮞᮕ ᮝᮕᮢᮓᮕᮞᮑᮢᮩ ᮝᮑᮢᮛᮕᮤᮼ

ᯔᮢᮟᮝ ᮣᮙᮝᮠᮜᮕ ᮔᮑᮩ ᮚᮟᮒᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮑᮢᮤᮻᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮛ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮙᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮗᮕᮞᮥᮙᮞᮕ ᮝᮕᮢᮓᮕᮞᮑᮢᮙᮕᮣ ᮣᮕᮕᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢᮤᮥᮞᮕᮣ ᮟᮢ ᮔᮑᮞᮗᮕᮢᮟᮥᮣ ᮖᮙᮨᮕᮢᮣᮺ
ᮘᮥᮞᮔᮢᮕᮔᮣᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮣᮑᮞᮔᮣᮺ ᮟᮖ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮞᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮙᮤ ᮔᮑᮙᮜᮩ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮓᮙᮤᮩᮼ

ᯙᮩᮜᮑ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮨᮠᮜᮑᮞᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ
᮰ᯗᮞᮤᮕᮢᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮢᮙᮕᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮖᮙᮨᮕᮢᮣ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮑ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮑᮣᮤᮼ ᯜᮟᮧᮑᮔᮑᮩᮣᮺ ᮖᮙᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮟᮢᮛ ᮙᮣ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮟᮞᮜᮙᮞᮕᮼ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮞᮙᮕᮞᮤᮺ ᮙᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮤᯍ᮰

ᯔᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮜᮙᮕᮞᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮠᮕᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕᮺ ᮥᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮒᮢᮟᮛᮕᮢᮑᮗᮕ ᮣᮙᮤᮕ ᮕᮞᮣᮥᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮔᮕᮞᮤᮙᮤᮩ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ
ᯔᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮢᮑᮓᮤᮟᮢ᮵ᮣ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮠᮕᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮑᮦᮕᮔ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮖᮖᮟᮢᮤ ᮣᮠᮕᮞᮤ ᮣᮕᮑᮢᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮚᮟᮒᮣᮼ

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕᮔᮺ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮠᮑᮢᮤᮙᮕᮣ᮵ ᮢᮕᮠᮥᮤᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮑᮓᮓᮥᮝᮥᮜᮑᮤᮕᮔᮺ ᮟᮖᮖᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮔᮦᮑᮞᮤᮑᮗᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮕᮑᮣᮙᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮙᮞᮗᮥᮙᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮕᮤᮧᮕᮕᮞ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮓᮜᮙᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮛᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮢᮑᮓᮤᮟᮢᮣᮼ

᮰ᮇᮕᮜᮜᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮣᮣᮥᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮢᮥᮞ ᮙᮔᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᮟᮖ ᮓᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮺ᮰ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮑᮔᮔᮕᮔᮼ
᮰ᯕᮟᮟᮔ ᮚᮟᮒᮣ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮢᮑᮢᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮠᮜᮕᮞᮤᮩ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮜᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮻᮤᮟᮻᮝᮟᮥᮤᮘᮺ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮥᮢᮦᮙᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮑᮩᮼ ᯛᮑᮞᮩ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮣᮞᮑᮤᮓᮘ ᮥᮠ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮔᮥᮒᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮣ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮒᮥᮢᮞᮕᮢ ᮑᮓᮓᮟᮥᮞᮤᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯏᮤ ᮜᮕᮑᮣᮤ ᮖᮙᮨᮕᮢᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕᮜᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮢᮙᮔᮙᮓᮥᮜᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩ ᮢᮙᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮟᮖᮖᮼ

ᮇᮘᮙᮜᮕ ᮜᮙᮣᮤᮕᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᯙᮩᮜᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮕᮨᮠᮜᮑᮞᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮒᮕᮜᮑᮤᮕᮔᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮝᮕᮝᮒᮕᮢᮕᮔᮼ
ᯑᮢᮕᮔᮂᮥᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᯜᮕᮤᮼ
ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮩᮣᮤᮕᮝ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮠᮢᮟᮦᮙᮔᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮑᮚᮟᮢᮙᮤᮩ ᮟᮖ ᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮢᮙᮗᮙᮞᮑᮜ ᮗᮑᮝᮕᮼ

ᯏ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮞᮙᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮖᮕᮑᮤᮥᮢᮕᮺ ᮔᮕᮣᮙᮗᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮜᮜᮟᮧ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮕᮢᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮞᮚᮟᮩ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮘᮩᮣᮙᮓᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮧᮑᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮞᮟᮢᮝᮟᮥᮣ ᮟᮠᮕᮞ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔᮼ
ᮇᮘᮙᮜᮕ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮢᮟᮜᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮑᮝᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮜᮙᮝᮙᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜ ᯑᮢᮕᮔᮂᮥᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᯜᮕᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮤᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮒᮢᮟᮛᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮣᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮖᮥᮞᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮕᮔ ᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮤᮩᮠᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮓᮟᮝᮝᮥᮞᮙᮤᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮖᮙᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮕᮑᮝᮣ ᮟᮢ ᮠᮑᮢᮤᮞᮕᮢᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮤᮑᮣᮛᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞ ᮑᮜᮟᮞᮕᮼ

ᮋᯕᮑᮝᮝᮑ ᯂ᮷ ᮅᮢᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮕᮕᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᯁ ᮑᮢᮝᮕᮔ ᮝᮕᮢᮓᮕᮞᮑᮢᮙᮕᮣᮺ ᯑᮜᮑᮣᮣ ᯄ ᮟᮢ ᮘᮙᮗᮘᮕᮢᮍ ᮶ᮿᯀ᮷
ᮋᯒᮕᮜᮤᮑ ᮿᮿ᮷ ᯏᮞᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮓᮑᮠᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮞᮙᮠᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮿᮾᮾᮾᮝᯍᯍᮍ ᮶ᯁ᮷
ᮋᯕᮕᮞᮕᮢᮑᮜ᮷ ᯏᮜᮜ ᮝᮩ ᮤᮕᮑᮝᮝᮑᮤᮕᮣ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮔᮕᮑᮔᮺ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮔᮟ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮼᮼᮼᮼᮍ ᮶ᯀ᮷
ᮋᯓᮠᮣᮙᮜᮟᮞ ᯆ᮷ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮇᮙᮜᮜᮟᮧ ᮗᮑᮞᮗ᮵ᮣ ᮑᮤᮝᮟᮣᮠᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮣ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮜᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᮑᮞᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞᯍᯍᮍ ᮶ᮿ᮷
ᮋᯕᮕᮞᮕᮢᮑᮜ᮷ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮘᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮗᮑᮢᮒᮑᮗᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮝᮙᮞᮤ ᮓᮘᮟᮓᮟᮜᮑᮤᮕ ᮝᮑᮜᮑ ᮤᮑᮞᮗᮘᮥᮜᮥ ᮖᮜᮑᮦᮟᮢ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮔᮙᮣᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕᮔ ᮩᮕᮤᯍᯍᮍ ᮶ᯀᮿ᮷
ᮋᯕᮕᮞᮕᮢᮑᮜ᮷ ᮓᮕᮔᮑᮢᮿᯀᯁ ᯊᯊᯊ ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮒᮑᮣᮤᮑᮢᮔ ᮙᮣ ᮑ ᮣᮓᮑᮝᮝᮕᮢᮺ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮕ ᮙᮞᮖᮟ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮣᮘᮟᮟᮤ ᮘᮙᮝᮍ ᮶ᯃ᮷
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᮰ᮇᮕ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤ ᮒᮩ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮼ᮰

ᯗᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮟᮓᮙᮕᮤᮩ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮔᮙᮗᮙᮤᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮞᮖᮟᮢᮝᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮻᮔᮢᮙᮦᮕᮞᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮞᮕᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮨᮠᮜᮑᮙᮞ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮥᮣᮕᮖᮥᮜ ᮑ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮓᮙᮢᮓᮥᮝᮦᮕᮞᮤ ᮣᮕᮓᮥᮢᮙᮤᮩ ᮧᮑᮣᮼ
ᮄᮘᮥᮣᮺ ᮝᮕᮢᮓᮕᮞᮑᮢᮙᮕᮣ ᮕᮝᮒᮑᮢᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞ ᮔᮑᮞᮗᮕᮢᮟᮥᮣ ᮝᮙᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮣᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮥᮠ ᮠᮑᮢᮤᮞᮕᮢᮣᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮙᮤ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮤ ᮗᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮠ ᮑ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮕᮑᮢᮞᮙᮞᮗᮣᮼ

ᯑᮢᮕᮔᮂᮥᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮙᮝᮕ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮞᮕᮜ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮒᮕᮩᮟᮞᮔ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮣᮠᮕᮓᮙᮖᮙᮓ ᮤᮑᮣᮛᮣᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮟᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮦᮑᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮟᮥᮤᮣᮟᮥᮢᮓᮕᮔ ᮚᮟᮒᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮗᮢᮑᮝᮝᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮧᮑᮢᮕ ᮔᮕᮦᮕᮜᮟᮠᮝᮕᮞᮤᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮑᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ
ᯙᮩᮜᮑ᮵ᮣ ᮓᮟᮞᮓᮜᮥᮣᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮖᮢᮕᮕᮜᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮕᮙᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮕᮞᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮜᮑᮤᮖᮟᮢᮝ ᮟᮢ ᮑᮤ ᮜᮕᮑᮣᮤ ᮦᮙᮣᮙᮤᮕᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮢᮕᮗᮥᮜᮑᮢᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᮃᮟᮺ ᮜᮕᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤ ᮒᮩ ᮑᮣᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮼ ᯗᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮕᮙᮤᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮑ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮓᮜᮥᮣᮙᮦᮕ ᮕᮓᮓᮕᮞᮤᮢᮙᮓ ᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮢᮠᮟᮢᮑᮤᮕ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᮜᮕᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮑᮢᮢᮟᮧ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮙᮣᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮟᮤᮕᮞᮤᮙᮑᮜ ᮓᮑᮞᮔᮙᮔᮑᮤᮕᮣᮼ᮰

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮢᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮙᮝᮠᮜᮕ ᮝᮕᮤᮘᮟᮔᮼ
ᯜᮟᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮓᮢᮕᮔᮙᮒᮜᮕ ᮣᮕᮓᮢᮕᮤ ᮠᮜᮑᮞ ᯗ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮕᮨᮠᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮑ ᮢᮕᮞᮟᮧᮞᮕᮔ ᮠᮢᮟᮖᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮑᮜ ᮖᮙᮨᮕᮢᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮠᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮒᮦᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮟᮖᮼ

ᯜᮟᮤ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᯗᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯘᮟᮑᮞᮞᮑ ᮤᮟᮟᮺ ᮞᮟᮔᮔᮕᮔ ᮒᮜᮑᮞᮛᮜᮩ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮓᮑᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮗᮥᮑᮢᮔᮼ
ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔᮑᮒᮜᮕᮼ ᯘᮟᮑᮞᮞᮑ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮨᮓᮕᮜᮜᮕᮞᮤ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮑᮢᮞ ᮝᮟᮞᮕᮩ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮑᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮩᮠᮙᮓᮑᮜ ᮖᮢᮕᮕᮜᮑᮞᮓᮕᮢᮣᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮥᮞᮜᮙᮛᮕᮜᮩ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮤᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᯑᮢᮕᮔᮂᮥᮞᮞᮕᮢᮼ

ᯙᮩᮜᮑ ᮠᮢᮟᮚᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮘᮟᮜᮟᮗᮢᮑᮠᮘᮙᮓ ᮧᮕᮒᮠᮑᮗᮕ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮙᮢᮼ
᮰ᯏᮜᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮜᮕᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤ ᮒᮩ ᮓᮑᮣᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮣᮓᮟᮥᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮥᮝ ᮠᮢᮙᮝᮑᮢᮙᮜᮩ ᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮠᮢᮟᮗᮢᮑᮝᮝᮕᮢᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢᮣᮺ ᮣᮘᮑᮜᮜ ᮧᮕᯍ᮰

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮣᮟᮺ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮞᮜᮑᮢᮗᮕᮔ ᮣᮓᮢᮕᮕᮞ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮓᮟᮥᮞᮤᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮠᮟᮣᮤ ᮤᮙᮤᮜᮕᮣ ᮖᮜᮟᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮓᮘᮑᮟᮤᮙᮓᮑᮜᮜᮩᮼ

ᮋᮁᮥᮕᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞ᮷ ᯜᮕᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮜᮠ ᮒᮩᮠᮑᮣᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮀᮙᮞᮓᮘ ᯕᮢᮙᮔ ᮿᮼᮿ ᮖᮙᮢᮝᮧᮑᮢᮕ ᮛᮕᮢᮞᮕᮜ ᮜᮕᮦᮕᮜᮍ
ᮋᮄᮕᮑᮝ ᮂᮕᮓᮢᮥᮙᮤᮝᮕᮞᮤ᮷ ᮃᮕᮕᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᯝᮝᮕᮗᮑ ᯛᮟᮔᮕᮜ ᯅᯆ ᯜᮕᮥᮢᮑᮜ ᯗᮞᮤᮕᮢᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮔᮕᮦᮕᮜᮟᮠᮕᮢ ᮶ᮿᯃ᮹ ᮩᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮕᮨᮠᮕᮢᮙᮕᮞᮓᮕ᮷ᮍ
ᮋᯗᮞᮖᮟᮢᮝᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮃᮘᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ᮷ ᯖᮕᮑᮢᮔ ᯝᯒᮀᯒ ᮣᮥᮢᮦᮕᮙᮜᮜᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮔᮢᮟᮞᮕᮣ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮑᮞᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮪ᮕᮢᮟᮻᮔᮑᮩ ᮦᮥᮜᮞᮕᮢᮑᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩᮺ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᯍᮍ
ᮋᮄᮢᮑᮔᮕ᮷ ᮃᮕᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮥᮣᮤᮟᮝ ᯐᮜᮑᮓᮛ ᯗᯑᯓᮼ ᯑᮘᮕᮓᮛ ᮠᮢᮟᮖᮙᮜᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯒᯛ ᮶ᯜᮟ ᯝᯒᮀᯒ᮷ᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯛᮩ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮝᮑᮙᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᯀᮾᯄᮾᮣ ᮜᮕᮗᮑᮓᮩ ᮓᮟᮔᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮝᮙᮞᮙᮝᮥᮝ ᮧᮑᮗᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮜᮕᮗᮕᮞᮔᮑᮢᮩᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮍ
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ᯗᮞᮔᮕᮕᮔᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮡᮥᮙᮤᮕ ᮠᮜᮑᮥᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕᮼ
ᯘᮥᮔᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮑᮠᮙᮔ ᮠᮑᮓᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮞᮕᮧ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮣᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮑᮖᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮣᮣᮥᮝᮕ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮙᮤᮩ᮵ᮣ ᮘᮑᮓᮛᮕᮢᮣ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮓᮟᮞᮗᮢᮕᮗᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮼ
ᯗᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮓᮢᮟᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮙᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᯝᮦᮕᮢᮖᮜᮟᮧ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮕᮑᮣᮙᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮕᮨᮠᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔᮼ

ᮃᮟᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮧᮟᮞᮔᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮟᮧ ᯗ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮙᮞᮙᮤᮙᮑᮤᮕ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮑᮓᮤ ᮙᮖ ᯗ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮝᮑᮞᮑᮗᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮼ

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ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼᮼᮼ ᮢᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮟᮔᮔ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮥᮝᮼ
ᮇᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮜᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮻᮓᮑᮤᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮙᮨᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮑᮝᮟᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮑᮠᮙᮔᮜᮩ ᮣᮓᮢᮟᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮣᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮣᯍ

ᮋᮁᮥᮕᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞ᮷ ᯏᮞᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮩᮠᮑᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯏᯗ ᮓᮟᮔᮕ ᮢᮕᮦᮙᮕᮧ ᮒᮟᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮃᮙᮢᮕᮞᯍ ᮃᮟ ᮠᮙᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮟᮖᮖ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮟᮢᮛ ᮑᮞᮩᮝᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮣᮕᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯔᮙᮨ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮛᮣ ᮖᮙᮨ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮛᮣ ᮖᮙᮨ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮛᮣ ᮖᮙᮨ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮛᮣ ᮖᮙᮨ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮛᮣᮼᮼᮼᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯜᮟ ᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮛᮣᯍᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯍᯍ ᮇᮑᮙᮤᮺ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮢᮕᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮠᮟᮣᮤ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮤᮢᮥᮕᯍᯍᯍᮍ
ᮋᯗᮞᮖᮟᮢᮝᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ᮷ ᯕᮼᯑᮼ ᯑᮟᮞᮣᮥᮜᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᯊᯊᯊ ᯒᮕᮖᮙᮞᮙᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮦᮟᮙᮔ ᮟᮥᮤᮣᮟᮥᮢᮓᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮒᮑᮣᮤᮑᮢᮔᮣᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯖᮑᮼᮼᮼᮼ ᯕᮥᮕᮣᮣ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮙᮦᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮤᮕᮣᮤᮙᮝᮟᮞᮩ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮤᮟᮔᮑᮩᯍᯍᯍᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮨᮑᮓᮤ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮕᮞᮦᮙᮢᮟᮞᮝᮕᮞᮤᮺ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᯍ ᯗᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮔᮥᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮢᮑᮩᮕᮢᯍᮍ
ᮋᯗᮞᮖᮟᮢᮝᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ᮷ ᯑᮘᮢᮟᮝᮻᯝᮠᮤᮙᮓ ᯔᮙᮢᮝᮧᮑᮢᮕ ᮦᯁᮼᮿᯀ ᮅᮠᮔᮑᮤᮕ ᮂᮕᮦᮙᮕᮧᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮖᮟᮟᮜ ᮜᮕᮖᮤ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮔᮟᮕᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮺ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᯍᯍᯍᯍᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯐᮥᮗᮣᮼᮼᮼᮼ ᮞᮟᮞᮕᯍᯍᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᮇᮟᮧᮼᮼᮼ ᮚᮥᮣᮤᮼᮼᮼᮼ ᮑ ᮗᮟᮔᮼᮼᮼ ᮑ ᮗᮟᮔᮔᮕᮣᮣᮼᮼᮼᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯗᮖ ᮣᮘᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮙᮞᮓᮢᮕᮔᮙᮒᮜᮩ ᮗᮢᮑᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮟᮕᮺ ᮥᮠᮦᮟᮤᮕ ᮜᮟᮜᮍ
ᮋᯗᮞᮖᮟᮢᮝᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ᮷ ᯁᮢᮔ ᮇᮕᮕᮛ ᮟᮖ ᯝᮓᮤᮟᮒᮕᮢ ᯚᮙᮦᮕ ᯐᮢᮟᮑᮔᮓᮑᮣᮤ ᮃᮓᮘᮕᮔᮥᮜᮕᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮕᮜᮜ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮗᮥᮩᮣ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮞᮟᮧᯍᯍᯍᯍᯍᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯗᮖ ᮣᮘᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮥᮤᮕᮺ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮔᮙᮕᮯᮯᮯᮯᮯᮯᮍ
ᮋᯑᮘᮑᮤ᮷ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮢᮕᮗᮥᮜᮑᮢ ᮧᮟᮢᮣᮘᮙᮠᮍ
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ᯑᮜᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮖᮟᮢᮥᮝ ᯗ᮵ᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮣᮕᮕᮞ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮼᮼᮼ
ᮃᮟ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮔᮙᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮣᮟ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮙᮑᮢᯍ

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Summoned Without Permission! The Substitute Princess Is in Trouble.

I happened to meet three women who love fantasy in another world. I was talking about going if I could. He was hit by a sudden earthquake, and before he knew it, he had been summoned the saints together. The two have dark hair and black eyes. Although I am half Japanese and half British (blonde, violet eyes), I have chestnut-colored hair and dark brown eyes due to circumstances. The results of the appraisal show that the two are saints. Is this a town girl? Is this situation expelling the royal castle? ! With the help of the people around me, I was able to avoid the expulsion of the royal castle, but I am the only one who looks like the princess of this country, so I’m a substitute? ! This princess, the current queen (who is planning to take over the country) has been poisoned. Rather than expelling the royal castle, she is strongly sought to educate her ladylike education in order to become a substitute princess. As a result of her efforts with the people around her, the princess is safely celebrated as a recovery from her poison, and (again) is loved by her subordinates. What, is it okay for me? But in truth, I want to escape from being a substitute. Also, the saint seems to enjoy a different world, a fantasy world. I also want to enjoy this world. My trustworthy was that I was in another world, and my memories gradually began to creep up. “The summoning of the saint was aimed at reversing the positions of the King’s younger brother, His Highness the Crown Prince.” At the ceremony, an incident occurred, and I was lying on my good fortune (or bad luck?). What, I’m not very funny and noticeable. As a result, the support of his subjects has also increased. “The upheaval of this country begins, and is he caught up in this territory and imprisoned in the territory directly under the king’s brother?” The prince (the princess’ fiance) in the north also begins to move. Huh, can I get you to marry me? Furthermore, an invasion has begun from surrounding countries. “Finally, my ally (the king’s younger brother, Crown Prince) contacted me to kill him.” Now, what’s ahead: ◎Can I get back to this predicament? ◎What will the relationship with this upheaval? (Can I marry the prince?) ◎ Or can I escape, find a safe haven, and survive freely? In this situation, it’s hard to imagine a happy ending!

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