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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

from her earlier state

plans, Nathael may still come out unharmed?”

world dictate that life and death coexist. Where there is death, there is also a path to life, eternal

softly, “Why do you

ruthless, he wasn’t someone who stirred up trouble without cause.

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to see him lose

coldly. “Is there something wrong with

he smiled and seemed to be

and continued to walk up the hill

right; Timmothy was a lunatic.

uneventful. The mercenaries

the right moment until she spotted a slightly flat stone

next move.

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

path wasn’t too steep, but it was

had climbed such a long distance, his pale face

Maggie, asking gently, “Do you

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

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

at her, and the sounds of

unison.

gaze glowed with interest. She found

a rarity for someone who had lived twice and now faced

neither too close nor too far from Maggie and Timothy.

shorter stature compared to Timothy, the sloping hill reduced her disadvantage, allowing her to

bring out this piece of glass.” Timothy

pierced into his skin, and soon a

chemical plant. Alert the fire department and bomb squad, Maggie commanded

life was in peril. She was indifferent

to Nathael’s.