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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.”

which exuded

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quickly adjusted from her earlier state of

Nathael may still come out unharmed?”

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

asking softly, “Why do you hate Nathael

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

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I want to see him

to help herself, Maggie replied coldly. “Is there something

seconds. Then he smiled and

continued to walk up the hill in silence.

Timmothy was a

uneventful. The mercenaries gradually relaxed,

a slightly flat stone nearby. Silently, she planned

next move.

stone, sitting on it and

steep, but it was relatively easy to

for the frail Timmothy, who had climbed such a long distance,

asking gently, “Do

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

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

aimed all of their guns at her, and the sounds of chambering bullets echoed in

unison.

gaze glowed with interest. She found the situation amusing.

rarity for someone who had lived twice and now faced numerous guns aimed at

indifferent. He stood three meters away, neither too close nor too far from Maggie

reduced her disadvantage, allowing her to press a shard of glass against

of glass.” Timothy chuckled lightly. His pale eyes revealed a chilling, eerie calm.

sharp edge pierced into his skin, and soon a

stay away from the chemical plant.

She was indifferent to her own

not to Nathael’s.