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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.”

face, which exuded

E

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

despite my plans, Nathael may still come out unharmed?” Timmothy asked

of the world dictate that life and death coexist. Where there is death, there is also a

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

ruthless, he wasn’t someone who

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to see

herself, Maggie replied coldly. “Is there something wrong

Then he smiled and seemed to be in good spirits.

withdrew her gaze and continued to walk up the hill in

was right; Timmothy

journey was uneventful. The mercenaries

waited for the right moment until she spotted a slightly flat stone nearby. Silently, she

next move.

the stone, sitting on it and looking back down the hill.

path wasn’t too steep, but it was

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

Maggie, asking gently, “Do you need water?”

As she stood up and Timmothy reached out, she grabbed his arm,

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

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

unison.

icy gaze glowed with interest.

twice and

neither too

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

Timothy chuckled lightly.

into his skin, and soon a trace

plant. Alert the fire department and bomb

her life was in peril. She was

not to Nathael’s.