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There was a brief silence in the tent. Curtis lightly tapped his fingers on the armrest, still smiling. I know, Ivan told me. You had no choice but to pull the trigger. The detective team should be giving you a medal for that.”

What he didn’t say was that the detective team had decided not to hold Quinlyn responsible for the abbot’s death. The report from 901st Division would also leave out Quinlyn’s shooting of the criminal.

A ten–year–old firing a gun, no matter how accurate, left an impression that was definitely not positive.

“But…” Quinlyn lowered her eyes, her long, curled lashes casting a small shadow on her face. Her tone wasn’t afraid, just puzzled. “At the time, I didn’t know if I should kill him.”

Curtis was surprised, not knowing what she said for a moment.

“Everyone said I shot because I saw the bad guy about to attack, but that’s not really it,” Quinlyn confessed, being totally honest with Curtis. Her eyes fixed on a point as she slipped into her memories.

Quinlyn murmured, “I just knew he was doing wrong, and if he died, more people could be saved. But I didn’t know when it’s okay for someone to die or how big their mistake has to be for it to be fair.”

Every time she mentioned death, it sounded like a child’s innocent remarks, but only Quinlyn understood the weight of those words, having faced such dilemmas many times in the borderlands over the years.

Some people wanted to across the town, crying and begging for mercy, telling how tough life was for them. Quinlyn’s heart softened, and she let them go. But as soon as they turned away, they killed a cop.

Others, with their wives and children, claimed they were seeking medical help. But when stopped at the borderlands, they recklessly caused others‘ deaths.

Quinlyn never went to school. The only one who ever taught her anything was Matthew, but he passed away too soon. And the kind–hearted Fiona lost her mind. So, many times, Quinlyn had to figure things out on her own.

the stars, and thought, ‘Would no one have died if I hadn’t guided that family? Would the officer still be alive if I

chaotic; lives weren’t worth much. Even she was considered worthless. But since arriving

many

for her safety, and others would scold her because of her reckless behavior. It seemed like her

she was thinking. The abbot was probably the young monk’s father; they looked so much alike. If the abbot died, the young monk would be devastated. But the

more confused she became. When she finally pulled the trigger, she looked down at the young monk’s tears. They conveyed pain, despair,

reached out, placing his large hand gently on her head, softly stroking it. “Oh, so this is

ten, obviously

she was a kid, it was a compliment. It referred to the inherent goodness of human nature, the rightness what adults had

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want to know about this, join the training at the base. You don’t have to formally enlist, you’re too young for that. Just

truly appreciated Quinlyn’s rare nature, with a secret desire to guide her towards serving the country. At the Wilson residence, it was just about teaching her skills, but at the base, she

to learn. She added, “Can I learn how to shoot?” as she pointed

of strong pats

she had given Curtis a reason to show off. Relaxing, she polished the dinner and then fell asleep

the family doctor three

they ultimately ended up with a diagnosis that left them at a loss for words- Quinlyn was simply tired out.

said, with his arm in a

along with his usual charm, sweet–talked Elowyn directly, “Elowyn, can I have a room to stay

they couldn’t find an excuse to stay and could

following two days, the doors of the Wilson residence were left wide open. Various people came in droves–experts working with the Wilsons, leaders from Manldon International School, the

more influential people in one day than he had in his entire life. Luckily, Claude dropped by with Mandy to help entertain the guests, sparing him a

Zaid hid away and accidentally encountered Claude, who was discreetly wiping sweat