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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

E

from her earlier state of

plans, Nathael may still come

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

turned to face Timmothy, asking softly, “Why do you

was ruthless, he wasn’t someone who stirred up

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want to see him

coldly.

a few seconds. Then he smiled

and continued

right; Timmothy was a

journey was uneventful. The mercenaries gradually relaxed, their

for the right moment until she spotted a

next move.

the stone, sitting on

wasn’t too steep, but it was relatively easy

long distance, his pale face

asking gently, “Do you

the next instant, Maggie acted swiftly. As she stood up and Timmothy reached out, she grabbed his arm,

Timmothy felt the mirror shard Maggie had concealed in her sleeve, pressed against his neck. The large piece of glass, with its sharp edges, glinted in a chilling

guns at her, and the sounds of chambering bullets

unison.

gaze glowed with interest. She found

twice and now faced numerous guns aimed at her.

meters away, neither too

allowing her to press a shard of glass

this piece of glass.” Timothy chuckled lightly. His pale eyes revealed

into his skin, and soon a trace of blood

him to stay away from the chemical plant.

She was indifferent to her own fate.

not to Nathael’s.