The Vampire Professor

Chapter 22

The Vampire Professor

The train station bustled with ceaseless activity, alive with movement. In the spring of her twenty-third year, An Xiaoyi finally received the acceptance letter from that university. Agents, operatives, wielders of power… This was, in truth, a violent institution dedicated to opposing the vampires. He became a professor, teaching foundational knowledge of supernatural abilities and the history of vampires. Filled with anticipation and a deep sense of responsibility, he trained his students to bolster humanity’s strength against the bloodkin—all while searching for clues about his long-missing parents. The problem? He had another identity—she was, in fact, a vampire herself. Even worse, on her very first night in the dormitory, a mysterious vampire woman suddenly kissed her, claiming to be her lover. An Xiaoyi remained outwardly unfazed and struck a deal with the woman: in exchange for information about her parents, she would help the woman “conquer” her. After all, there was no way this woman knew her secret. But gradually, she began to suspect that the cunning, domineering woman was only acting… By the time she realized the truth, it was already too late—she had fallen deep into the trap.

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᮰ᮇᮘᮩ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮕᮕᮝ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮢᮑᮓᮤᮕᮔᯍ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮜᮕᮑᮞᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮓᮥᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯗᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮟᮟᮔᮜᮥᮣᮤᯍ ᯗᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮘᮟᮜᮔ ᮑ ᯐᮜᮟᮟᮔ ᮂᮙᮤᮕ ᮟᮞ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮒᮙᮢᮤᮘᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮝᮙᮞᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮤᮟᮢᮝᮕᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮑᮔᮞᮕᮣᮣᮺ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᯍ᮰

ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮙᮞᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕᮜᮩ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮤᮢᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣᮼ ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮢᮥᮤᮘᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮣᮘᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮢᮕᮖᮜᮕᮓᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᮣᮤᮑᮤᮕ—ᮑᮤ ᮝᮟᮣᮤᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮣᮠᮑᮓᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮥᮤᮺ ᮜᮟᮣᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᮔᮑ᮪ᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮧᮑᮞᮔᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤᮣᮼ

᮰ᯗ’ᮝ ᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮙᮤᮺ᮰ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔᮺ ᮥᮞᮧᮙᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮧᮕᮜᮜ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮟᮠᮙᮓᮼ ᮰ᯖᮟᮧ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮢᮑᮓᮤᮕᮔᯍ᮰

᮰ᮉᮟᮥᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ—ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ’ᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮜᮣᮕᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮢᮕᮠᮜᮙᮕᮔᮺ ᮣᮙᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮕᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ ᮰ᮄᮕᮜᮜ ᮝᮕᮼ᮰

᮰ᮇᮘᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗᯍ᮰

᮰ᯗᮤ’ᮣ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮞᮤᮘᮼ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮒᮩ ᮞᮟᮧᮼ ᯗᮞ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮑᮝ ᯗ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮧᮕᮙᮢᮔ ᮑᮥᮞᮤᮙᮕ ᮧᮘᮟ’ᮣ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮜᮩ ᮕᮑᮗᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕᯍ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮕᮔ ᮔᮢᮑᮝᮑᮤᮙᮓᮑᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᮤᮙᮜᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮼ

᮰ᮉᮟᮥ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮡᮥᮙᮤᮕ ᮩᮟᮥᮞᮗᮼ᮰

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ’ᮣ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞᯍ ᮇᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮙᮞ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮔᮟᮢᮝᮺ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔᮕᮔᮼᮼᮼ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤᮕᮔᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔᮼ ᮰ᮉᮟᮥ’ᮦᮕ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮑᮓᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮝᮟᮞᮤᮘᮼ᮰

᮰ᯗ’ᮦᮕ ᮝᮕᮤ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣᮼ᮰

᮰ᯔᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣᯍ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮥᮣᮕᮺ ᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤᯍ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ’ᮣ ᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮟᮔᮔᮜᮩ ᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤᮕᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮗᮑᮦᮕ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮕᮠ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮧᮕᮜᮜᮼ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮧᮞᮕᮔᮼ ᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᯍ᮰

᮰ᯔᮢᮟᮝ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮛᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ’ᮦᮕ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣ ᮗᮢᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮠ—ᮞᮟᮤ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟᮼ᮰

ᯔᮑᮢᮟ’ᮣ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣ ᮓᮑᮢᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮧᮕᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮙᮝᮠᮜᮙᮓᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮰ᯗ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮕᮦᮕᮢᮩᮟᮞᮕ ᮘᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮡᮥᮙᮢᮛᮣᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮣᮼ ᮃᮟᮝᮕ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮣ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮞᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮞᮤᮑᮜ ᮙᮜᮜᮞᮕᮣᮣᮕᮣᮼ ᮃᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮑᮓᮤᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮔᮕᮓᮕᮙᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮣᮕᮜᮦᮕᮣᮼ᮰

ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮝᮕᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮑᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮠ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮢᮩᮣᮤᮑᮜ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮔᮕᮜᮙᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮞᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮕᮙᮜᮙᮞᮗᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮔᮑ᮪᮪ᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮜᮥᮢᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮘᮑᮜᮟᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮦᮙᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮜᮟᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮜᮟᮣᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮢᮕᮣᮠᮟᮞᮔᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮖᮕᮜᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᮙᮞᮕᮨᮠᮜᮙᮓᮑᮒᮜᮕᮼ

᮰ᯚᮕᮤ’ᮣ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮤᮑᮜᮛ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮼ ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮝᮕ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮼ ᯒᮙᮔ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮥᮠᯍ ᯗᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮘᮩ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮟᮟᮛ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕᯍ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮞᮥᮔᮗᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮛᮞᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮼ

᮰ᮉᮕᮑᮘᮼ᮰

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᯍ ᯏ ᮠᮢᮟᮖᮕᮣᮣᮟᮢᯍ ᯝᮢ ᮑ ᮣᮤᮥᮔᮕᮞᮤᯍ᮰

᮰ᯏ ᮠᮢᮟᮖᮕᮣᮣᮟᮢᮺ ᯗ ᮗᮥᮕᮣᮣᮼ᮰

᮰ᮇᮕᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮞ ᮑ ᮔᮑᮤᮕᯍ᮰

ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ’ᮣ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮣᮤᮕᮑᮜᮤᮘᮙᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮑᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮟᮛᮙᮕᮺ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮔ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮚᮕᮢᮛᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮥᮠ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮕ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮢᮙᮞᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮟᮝᮑᮞᮼ

᮰ᯚᮟᮟᮛᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᯗ ᮘᮙᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮑᮢᮛᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮣᮝᮥᮗᮜᮩᮺ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮕᮜᮒᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ

᮰ᮇᮑᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮜᮔᮕᮢ ᮧᮟᮝᮑᮞᯍ ᯒᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮤᮕᮜᮜ ᮝᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮗᮟᮤ ᮣᮧᮕᮕᮤᮻᮤᮑᮜᮛᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᯍ᮰

᮰ᮇᮕ’ᮢᮕ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮦᮙᮤᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮟᮥᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ’ᮣ ᮑᮜᮜᮺ᮰ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮢᮕᮣᮙᮗᮞᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮰ᮂᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᯍ᮰

᮰ᮂᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᮼ ᮅᮗᮘᮼ᮰ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮣᮜᮥᮝᮠᮕᮔ ᮜᮙᮣᮤᮜᮕᮣᮣᮜᮩᮼ

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮣᮓᮢᮥᮤᮙᮞᮙ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮕᮓᮙᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ’ᮤ ᮜᮩᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮜᮕᮑᮞᮕᮔ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮙᮞ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ ᮰ᮄᮓᮘᮺ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮕᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣᮼ ᮄᮥᮢᮞᮣ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ’ᮢᮕ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮣᮥᮜᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔ ᮥᮠᮼ ᮇᮘᮑᮤ’ᮣ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮙᮗᮘ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤᯍ ᮉᮟᮥ’ᮢᮕ ᮑᮓᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ’ᮢᮕ ᮝᮑᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮖᮥᮣᮣ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮼ᮰

᮰ᯗ ᮑᮝ ᮣᮙᮓᮛᮼ ᮃᮕᮦᮕᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮣᮓᮘᮙ᮪ᮟᮠᮘᮢᮕᮞᮙᮓᮺ᮰ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮖᮜᮑᮤᮜᮩᮼ ᮰ᯚᮕᮑᮦᮕ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᮟᮢ ᯗ’ᮜᮜ ᮕᮑᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮜᮑᮤᮕᮢᮼ᮰

ᯝᮥᮤᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮟᮢᮻᮤᮟᮻᮓᮕᮙᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮞᮔᮟᮧᮺ ᮞᮕᮑᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮧᮙᮞ ᮤᮟᮧᮕᮢᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯓᮨᮕᮓᮥᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᯐᮥᮢᮕᮑᮥ’ᮣ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮡᮥᮑᮢᮤᮕᮢᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮜᮙᮓᮟᮠᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮟᮟᮛ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ

ᯏᮞᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮟᮞᮕᮼ ᮇᮘᮟ ᮛᮞᮕᮧ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮑᮗᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮔᮙᮣᮠᮑᮤᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮤᮟᮞᮙᮗᮘᮤᮼ

᮰ᯏᮢᮕ ᮝᮙᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮖᮢᮕᮡᮥᮕᮞᮤ ᮜᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩᯍ᮰ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮓᮥᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯗᮤ’ᮣ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮕᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮓᮙᮤᮩᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮝᮥᮜᮤᮙᮠᮜᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮑᮞᮓᮕᮣ ᮢᮕᮓᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮢᮕᮠᮕᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮤᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮗᮘᮟᮥᮜᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮒᮜᮟᮟᮔ ᮤᮘᮢᮑᮜᮜᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮕᮣᮤᮙᮝᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮞᮥᮝᮒᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮙᮣᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮨᮓᮕᮕᮔᮣ ᮤᮧᮕᮞᮤᮩᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮝᮥᮢᮝᮥᮢᮕᮔᮼ

᮰ᮄᮘᮕᮩ ᮓᮑᮞ’ᮤ ᮓᮑᮤᮓᮘ ᮙᮤᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮘᮙᮔᮕᮣ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮧᮕᮜᮜᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᯖᮟᮞᮗᮘᮥ ᮀᮟᮜᮙᮓᮕ ᯐᮥᮢᮕᮑᮥ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮟᮒᮙᮜᮙ᮪ᮕ ᮑ ᮜᮑᮢᮗᮕ ᮞᮥᮝᮒᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮃᮇᯏᮄ ᮤᮕᮑᮝᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮢᮤᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮔᮕᮠᮜᮟᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮑᮦᮩ ᮖᮙᮢᮕᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮜᮕᮝ ᮙᮣᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮦᮑᮞᮙᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮑ ᮤᮢᮑᮓᮕ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᮑᮤᮤᮑᮓᮛᮼ᮰

᮰ᯗ ᮢᮕᮝᮕᮝᮒᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ’ᮣ ᮑᮞ ᯏᮥᮤᮘᮟᮢᮙᮤᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮤᮢᮑᮓᮛ ᮠᮥᮢᮕᮒᮜᮟᮟᮔ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮣ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮤᮘᮢᮑᮜᮜᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮘᮟᮥᮜᮣᮼ᮰

᮰ᮄᮘᮟᮣᮕ ᮛᮙᮞᮔᮣ ᮟᮖ ᯏᮥᮤᮘᮟᮢᮙᮤᮙᮕᮣ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮢᮑᮢᮕᮼ ᯝᮞᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮖᮕᮣᮣᮟᮢ ᮑᮤ ᮃᮤᮼ ᯏᮞᮞ ᯘᮟᮑᮞᮑ ᯏᮓᮑᮔᮕᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮣ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮑᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮕᮜᮙᮤᮕ ᮑᮗᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯓᮨᮕᮓᮥᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᯐᮥᮢᮕᮑᮥ—ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ’ᮦᮕ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮔᮕᮠᮜᮟᮩᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᯓᮥᮢᮟᮠᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮑᮞᮩᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮣᮟᮟᮞᮼ᮰

᮰ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢᮣᮼ᮰

᮰ᮄᮘᮕ ᮖᮕᮔᮕᮢᮑᮜ ᮑᮗᮕᮞᮤ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮘᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯏᮥᮤᮘᮟᮢᮙᮤᮩ ᮧᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮓᮘᮑᮢᮗᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮣᮠᮙᮤᮑᮜ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑᮞᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮔᮑᮩᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮜᮑᮣᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮘᮕ ᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮧᮕᮕᮛᮣ ᮑᮗᮟᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮙᮞ ᮟᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮞᮣᮕᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮕᮔᮼ

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮟᮜᮕ ᮑ ᮗᮜᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮤ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕᮼ

ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮑᮜᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮗᮥᮕᮣᮣ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮟᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮕᮨᮤ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮥᮠ ᮑ ᮤᮟᮛᮕᮞ ᮢᮕᮣᮙᮣᮤᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ

᮰ᯒᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮑᮤ ᮝᮕᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮑ ᯑᮟᮥᮞᮤᮻᮜᮕᮦᮕᮜ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᯏᮥᮤᮘᮟᮢᮙᮤᮙᮕᮣᮼ᮰

᮰ᮄᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮠᮢᮕᮓᮙᮣᮕᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮟᮞᮕᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮗᮢᮙᮞᮞᮕᮔᮼ

ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮖᮢᮟ᮪ᮕᮼ

᮰ᮉᮟᮥᮢ ᯏᮥᮤᮘᮟᮢᮙᮤᮩ ᮔᮟᮕᮣᮞ’ᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮑ ᮞᮑᮝᮕᮼ ᯚᮕᮤ’ᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮙᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᮋᮆᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕ ᮄᮢᮥᮕ ᯔᮟᮢᮝᮍᮼ ᮉᮟᮥ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮟᮞ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮓᮥᮢᮢᮕᮞᮤ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮑᮞᮓᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮠᮜᮙᮓᮑᮤᮕ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᯏᮥᮤᮘᮟᮢᮙᮤᮩᮼ ᯏᮝ ᯗ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᯍ᮰

ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ’ᮣ ᮚᮑᮧ ᮔᮢᮟᮠᮠᮕᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮞᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮜᮕᮑᮠᮕᮔ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮘᮑᮙᮢᮼ

᮰ᯖᮟᮧ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᯍ᮰

᮰ᯝᮘᮺ ᮟᮞ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤ ᮞᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮑ ᮦᮙᮔᮕᮟ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮑᮥᮞᮤᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮤᮟᮜᮔ ᮝᮕᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮣᮘᮢᮥᮗᮗᮕᮔᮼ ᮰ᮃᮘᮕ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮑᮞ’ᮤ ᮘᮟᮜᮔ ᮑ ᯐᮜᮟᮟᮔ ᮂᮙᮤᮕᮺ ᮟᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮕᮢᮢᮙᮒᮜᮕ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮕᮞᮼ᮰

ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮗᮢᮙᮤᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮕᮕᮤᮘᮺ ᮧᮙᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮢᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮓᮢᮕᮕᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮙᮦᮕ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮥᮞᮤ ᮑ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮤᮘᮢᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮑᮤᮕᮢᮼ

᮰ᮂᮕᮜᮑᮨᮺ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮑ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮼ ᮉᮟᮥ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮒᮩ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮞᮤᮘᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮣᮑᮙᮔᮺ ᮜᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮘᮑᮙᮢᮼ ᯐᮕᮘᮙᮞᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮥᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮠᮟᮢᮤᮢᮑᮙᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮓᮑᮔᮕᮝᮩ’ᮣ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮝᮑᮣᮤᮕᮢᮺ ᮄᮢᮕᮑᮔᮼ

ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮒᮥᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮙᮞ ᮕᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮤᮙᮤᮕ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮙᮞᮗᮜᮩ ᮒᮟᮤᮤᮟᮝᮜᮕᮣᮣᮼ

᮰ᯖᮕᮩᮺ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮩ ᮒᮙᮢᮤᮘᮔᮑᮩᮼ᮰

᮰ᮉᮟᮥ ᮑᮜᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮺ᮰ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮢᮕᮠᮜᮙᮕᮔ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮖᮙᮞᮙᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮔᮢᮙᮞᮛᮺ ᮠᮥ᮪᮪ᮜᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮠᮕᮤᮙᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮰ᮉᮟᮥ’ᮢᮕ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮢᮑᮓᮤᮕᮔᮼ ᯗ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮑᮩ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮢ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮥᮠᮺ᮰ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮣᮑᮙᮔᮺ ᮣᮤᮥᮔᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

᮰ᮃᮟᯍ ᮇᮙᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮜᮠ ᮟᮥᮤᯍ ᯖᮕᮜᮠ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕ—ᮠᮢᮕᮖᮕᮢᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮛᮙᮜᮜ ᮙᮤᮼ᮰

᮰ᯑᮑᮞ ᯗ ᮢᮕᮖᮥᮣᮕᯍ᮰ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮣᮘᮢᮑᮞᮛ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮼ

᮰ᮅᮠ ᮤᮟ ᮩᮟᮥᮼ᮰

᮰ᯔᮙᮞᮕᮺ᮰ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮞᮟᮔᮔᮕᮔᮼ ᯗᮖ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮛᮕ ᮟᮖ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ’ᮣ ᮒᮙᮢᮤᮘᮔᮑᮩ ᮧᮙᮣᮘᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮥᮠ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮣᮓᮑᮞᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮢᮟᮧᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮜᮜᮺ ᮔᮕᮣᮠᮕᮢᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮣᮕᮑᮢᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮓᮕᮢᮤᮑᮙᮞ ᮖᮙᮗᮥᮢᮕᮼ ᯔᮙᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮕᮤᮕᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮔᮙᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕᮔ ᮕᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮕᮣᮣᮕᮢᮤᮣᮺ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮗᮜᮑᮣᮣ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮗᮜᮑᮣᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮔᮢᮙᮞᮛᮣᮼ

ᮄᮥᮢᮞᮣ ᮟᮥᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮑᮞᮡᮥᮕᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ’ᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮕᮞᮚᮟᮩᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ’ᮔ ᮘᮟᮠᮕᮔᮼ

ᯏ ᮒᮑᮞᮡᮥᮕᮤ ᮑᮤᮤᮕᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮕᮨᮠᮕᮓᮤᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮔᮕᮣᮤᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤᮼ

᮰ᯗ’ᮝ ᮖᮥᮜᮜᮼ ᯕᮟᮟᮔᮒᮩᮕᮺ᮰ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔᮺ ᮒᮢᮥᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮜᮟᮤᮘᮕᮣ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕᮼ

ᮇᮑᮤᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮙᮗᮥᮢᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮢᮟᮧᮔᮺ ᯖᮕᮑᮔᮝᮑᮣᮤᮕᮢ ᯔᮑᮢᮟ ᮣᮙᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮙᮞᮕ ᮜᮕᮙᮣᮥᮢᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕ ᮙᮞᮔᮙᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮞᮤᮼ

᮰ᯓᮦᮕᮢᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᯗ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᯏᮥᮤᮘᮟᮢᮙᮤᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑ ᮧᮙᮜᮔ ᮗᮥᮕᮣᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮞᮔᮕᮓᮙᮣᮙᮦᮕ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮑᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮟᮖ ᮩᮟᮥᮢᮣ ᮙᮣ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮓᮤ ᮤᮟᮟᮼ ᮉᮟᮥ’ᮢᮕ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮘᮑᮢᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮑᮔᮼᮼᮼ ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮘᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ—ᮤᮘᮟᮣᮕ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮼ᮰

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮝᮥᮤᮤᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖᮼ

᮰ᮃᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮘᮕᮜᮠ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᮟᮜᮔ ᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮼᮼᮼᯍ᮰

ᯏᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮑᮞᮡᮥᮕᮤ ᮞᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮕᮞᮔᮺ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮢᮟᮧᮔᮺ ᮖᮟᮜᮜᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮧ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮜᮜᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮠᮙᮓᮥᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩᮺ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮣᮤᮥᮔᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮢᮟᮖᮕᮣᮣᮟᮢᮣ ᮑᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮕᮩᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮢᮕᮑᮝᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮣᮙᮜᮦᮕᮢᮻᮘᮑᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮗᮙᮢᮜᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮕᮨᮠᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔ ᮣᮟ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮣᮤᮥᮔᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮟᮥᮢ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮟᮥᮢ—ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮑᮜᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮕᮑᮤᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮼ

ᮄᮘᮟᮣᮕ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮕᮣᮼᮼᮼ

ᮃᮟᮝᮕ ᮘᮕᮜᮔ ᮣᮥᮣᮠᮙᮓᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮣᮙᮝᮠᮜᮩ ᮓᮥᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣᮼ ᯏᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮙᮜᮦᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮙᮢᮺ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮙᮞᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮣᮣᮟᮓᮙᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮣᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮞᮛᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮜᮝᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮘᮟᮧᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮞᮗᮢᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮕᮢᮕᮟᮤᮩᮠᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮣ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮙᮜᮦᮕᮢ ᮟᮢ ᮗᮟᮜᮔᮕᮞᮻᮘᮑᮙᮢᮕᮔᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙᮤᮩᮺ ᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮖᮕᮧ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮣ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮙᮜᮦᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮙᮢᮼ ᯗᮞ ᮖᮑᮓᮤᮺ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮟᮞᮕᮼ ᯐᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮓᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮝᮟᮞᮣᮤᮕᮢᮣ—ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮝᮕᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮕ ᮘᮥᮝᮑᮞ ᮣᮛᮙᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮜᮕᮞᮔ ᮙᮞᮼ

ᮉᮕᮤ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮦᮑᮝᮠᮙᮢᮕᮣ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮢᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮔᮙᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮢᮕᮦᮕᮑᮜ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮤᮢᮥᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮝᮣᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮣᮕᮕᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩ’ᮣ ᮤᮢᮥᮕ ᮣᮕᮜᮦᮕᮣᮼ ᯏᮞᮔ ᯏᮞ ᮈᮙᮑᮟᮨᮥᮕ’ᮣ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮰ᮤᮢᮥᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮝ᮰ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮟ ᮖᮟᮢᮝ ᮑᮤ ᮑᮜᮜ—ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮜᮦᮕᮢᮻᮘᮑᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮥᮝᮑᮞ ᮗᮥᮙᮣᮕᮼ

The Vampire Professor

The train station bustled with ceaseless activity, alive with movement. In the spring of her twenty-third year, An Xiaoyi finally received the acceptance letter from that university. Agents, operatives, wielders of power… This was, in truth, a violent institution dedicated to opposing the vampires. He became a professor, teaching foundational knowledge of supernatural abilities and the history of vampires. Filled with anticipation and a deep sense of responsibility, he trained his students to bolster humanity’s strength against the bloodkin—all while searching for clues about his long-missing parents. The problem? He had another identity—she was, in fact, a vampire herself. Even worse, on her very first night in the dormitory, a mysterious vampire woman suddenly kissed her, claiming to be her lover. An Xiaoyi remained outwardly unfazed and struck a deal with the woman: in exchange for information about her parents, she would help the woman “conquer” her. After all, there was no way this woman knew her secret. But gradually, she began to suspect that the cunning, domineering woman was only acting… By the time she realized the truth, it was already too late—she had fallen deep into the trap.

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