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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.”

on her face, which

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from her earlier state

are you saying that despite my plans, Nathael may still come out unharmed?” Timmothy asked slowly.

dictate that life and death coexist. Where there is death, there is also

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

someone who stirred up trouble without

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to see him

replied coldly. “Is there something

he smiled and seemed to be in good

and continued to walk up

right; Timmothy was

was uneventful. The mercenaries gradually relaxed, their vigilance

spotted a slightly flat

next move.

need to rest. Saying this, Maggie walked towards the stone, sitting on it and looking back down the hill.

wasn’t too steep, but it was relatively easy to climb

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

Maggie, asking gently,

she stood up and

her sleeve, pressed against his neck. The large piece of

suddenly aimed all of their guns at her, and the sounds of chambering

unison.

gaze glowed with interest. She found

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

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

the sloping hill reduced her disadvantage, allowing her to press a shard of glass against Timothy’s throat

thought you wouldn’t bring out this piece of glass.” Timothy chuckled

pierced into his skin, and soon a trace of blood

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

She

to Nathael’s.