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Maggie gathered her thoughts, pushing aside the chaotic whirl of emotions, as if she had truly resolved to accompany Timmothy on the climb up the hill..

The scenery of Parbo Hill was stunning, with lush green trees and leaves painted in golden hues, while a sea of fiery red maple leaves covered the ground like a crimson carpet,

The autumn air was crisp, bringing relief from the summer heat. Sunlight filtered gently through the leaves, casting warm patterns on the ground.

Autumn, with its soft breezes, was a comfortable season.

The weather was ideal for picnicking and enjoying the outdoors with friends, casily uplifting one’s spirits.

But Maggie couldn’t find joy in the beauty around her, especially with the thought of Nathael being lured to that factory looming over her.

She regretted not paying closer attention to the news from Alosea in her past life, only having a vague understanding of the situation. More than that, she regretted never meeting Timothy and getting to know

him.

If she had, she wouldn’t feel so helpless and passive now.

“There’s a monastery on the mountain with many statues of angels. You might find it interesting to visit,” Timmothy suggested warmly, walking alongside Maggie like a considerate guide.

monaster

“Why would you want to visit a monastery?” Maggie asked softly, as if opening up to a friend.

Timmothy’s calm eyes met hers, a smile gracing his face as he replied, “I want to see if one can defy their

fate.”

Maggie’s breath stiffled, and her heart was sinking. She said softly. “No one can plan without fault, nor can anyone defeat destiny”

“They were mortal. The idea of ‘defying fate is just a comforting illusion, while blindly surrendering to fate is often the coward’s excuse.”

Standing halfway up the hill, Maggie lifted her gaze to see the sun peeking through the trees. She slowly stated, “The world contains both light and darkness, positive and negative. Just as there are days filled with brilliant sunshine, there are also days of continuous rain.”

gaze rested on her face, which exuded both beauty and

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she had quickly adjusted from her earlier state of panic, showing no signs

saying that despite my plans, Nathael may

death, there is also a path to life, eternal and unchanging.” Maggie replied, deflecting further discussion on

asking softly, “Why do you hate Nathael so

who stirred up

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I want to see him lose a few.”

help herself, Maggie replied coldly. “Is there something wrong with you?”

seconds. Then he smiled and seemed to be in good

was furious. She withdrew her gaze and continued to walk up the hill in

was right; Timmothy was

uneventful. The mercenaries gradually relaxed, their vigilance waning.

the right moment until she spotted a slightly flat stone

next move.

Saying this, Maggie walked towards the stone, sitting on it and looking back down

it was

the frail Timmothy, who had climbed such a long distance, his pale face now bore a hint

approached Maggie, asking gently, “Do you need

Maggie acted swiftly. As she stood up and Timmothy reached

concealed in her sleeve, pressed against his neck. The large piece of glass, with its sharp edges, glinted

guns at her,

unison.

glowed with interest. She found

had lived twice and now faced numerous guns aimed

stood three meters away, neither too close nor

her shorter stature compared to Timothy, the sloping hill reduced her disadvantage, allowing her to press a shard of glass against Timothy’s throat without

Timothy chuckled

his skin, and soon a trace of

away from the chemical plant. Alert the

life was in peril. She was indifferent to

not to Nathael’s.