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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.”

her face, which exuded both beauty

E

adjusted from her earlier state of panic,

my plans, Nathael may still

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

to face Timmothy, asking softly, “Why do you hate Nathael so

someone who stirred up trouble without cause.

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see him lose a

coldly. “Is

for a few seconds. Then he smiled and seemed

withdrew her gaze and continued to walk up

right; Timmothy

uneventful. The mercenaries gradually relaxed, their

moment until she spotted a

next move.

rest. Saying this, Maggie walked towards the stone, sitting on

too steep, but it was relatively easy to

for the frail Timmothy, who had climbed such a long

asking gently, “Do

and Timmothy reached out, she grabbed his arm, pulling him towards

the mirror shard Maggie had concealed in her sleeve, pressed against his neck. The large piece of

of their guns at her, and

unison.

glowed with interest. She found the situation amusing.

lived twice and now faced numerous guns aimed

away, neither too

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

Timothy

pierced into his skin, and soon a trace of blood seeped.

to stay away from the chemical plant. Alert the fire department and bomb squad, Maggie commanded

was in peril. She was indifferent

not to Nathael’s.