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"The fire was huge then, so many people... so many people died... When I came to my senses, I found you were also badly injured, and no matter how I called you, you didn't respond..."
"One second you were telling me you wanted to come to the concert again, and the next second you're unconscious..."
"Mom was really sad back then."
Suddenly, an angel dressed in black with white hair appeared...
She looked very tired, but her voice was very pleasant...
She said that...
"Let's make a deal."
"She said she could bring you back to life... on the condition that you raise you well in the future."
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So this is the truth...
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Rhea looked up, as if trying to control something: "...Mom, thank you for being willing to tell me the truth."
"Hmm...don't say that, it's Mom who's sorry...making you work so hard."
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"call......"
After the conversation ended, Chris put her phone on the charger and began packing her bags to leave.
Finally, all of this is almost over, and she can finally leave in peace, right?
Seeing her packing her things, Leia's mother leaned forward in her wheelchair and said kindly, "Hmm? Guest... are you going home? Our Leia seems to regard you as a very good friend, why don't you stay a few more days?"
"She probably just thinks red pandas are cute, right?" Chris sighed softly. "Although I don't even know what red pandas look like."
"Hehe... The red panda looks and moves so cute."
“Oh, that’s alright,” Chris nodded, seemingly understanding, though she didn’t quite grasp the concept. Then she grinned mischievously and said, “When I was little, I often had a pout, and some people even called me a platypus.”
After packing her luggage, Chris picked it up and opened the door, but instead of being greeted by the bright winter sun, she was met with a vicious straight punch.
"Uh!"
Unexpectedly, and with unimaginable force, she was pulled backward along with the weight of her luggage, crashing into the corner of the table behind her.
"Guest...you're bleeding, what should we do?"
Rhea's mother was worried, even though she didn't have a good understanding of the situation.
Chris shook her head quickly to clear her mind, and a sweet, metallic taste gradually spread in her mouth.
"It's nothing, just a minor injury... like a mosquito bite."
But her condition wasn't actually that good; the punch was very powerful, and it caused the back of her head to hit the corner of the table.
But fulfilling my promise to Rhea is more important...
"You must be Montani, the one who hates the Undead Lady?"
She quickly stood up and shielded Rhea's mother behind her, showing no hesitation even when facing the dark muzzle of a gun.
Montagni's expression remained cold and devoid of emotion: "Right now, it's just me hating her, but once I hang your and the old woman's corpses in the National Founding Memorial Hall... then we'll be hating each other."
Chris responded loudly to the rude uninvited guest: "You've come to understand by now, haven't you? Miss Undead isn't some so-called Shadow. Are you out of your mind to seek revenge on a complete stranger?!"
"...You found out too?"
"What......?"
So, that guy provided information to everyone...
That person, whose identity was unknown to almost all of them, but Montagni knew very well that she had been sold out once again...
...But it doesn't matter anymore, because it will all be over soon.
She sneered, "You think you can overturn what happened in the past just by saying it doesn't seem like it? Aren't you being a little naive? Besides, stalling for time won't help; there's no one left to help you."
Just like I used to be...
National Day, October 23
"My brother died a gruesome death in front of his teammates, so of course you should all die just as gruesomely as my brother. That's only fair, right?"
Twenty-one personalities were implanted, causing the characters to crawl on the ground like pigs, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing hysterically, becoming incontinent, and eventually their brains overloaded and exploded...
"You...you're really insane!"
Chris was furious, but unfortunately she had no weapon and was not necessarily in a stronger position, so she was in a completely passive situation.
Montagne continued, "But you don't need to be afraid. I've never been this creative before."
“You really…” Chris was about to continue her outburst, but when she saw what was behind Montani, she confidently grinned. “Stupid! So stupid you don’t even realize you’ve been caught off guard!”
"......What?"
Click...
"Don't move..."
Rhea had already moved behind Montani and pointed the gun at the back of her head; the situation had completely reversed.
"We meet again, sniper. Your name is Montagnier, right? Hands up and turn around."
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Montani glanced sideways slightly, then returned to her expressionless state: "You saw through me?"
"Hmm~ I also regret what happened to your brother, but you shouldn't be hating us. Put down your weapons, raise your hands, you have the right to remain silent."
“Heh…” Montani shrugged to show her disdain, seemingly unconcerned about her current situation.
"You're clearly a traitor, do you still think you're an agent of the Security Bureau? Still putting on airs, it's ridiculous."
"Yeah, my occupational hazard is even more serious than I imagined." Rhea was naturally fearless. She had already accomplished what she wanted to do, and now it was time to let go and relax.
Montaigne continued, "I only need to deal with these two in front of me to complete my most important objective. After all, when I was wandering in the erosion wave, minerals grew inside my body. Anyway, I don't have long to live..."
"I'm warning you one last time: put down your weapons."
Rhea had lost her patience.
"If you're so eager for revenge, why not wait for another chance? As long as you're alive, there's always another opportunity."
"What, don't you want to go on a killing spree in front of your family?"
"Tsk..."
With just one sentence, he struck at Rhea's weak spot. Now, in front of her mother, she didn't want to...
Is that why she can be so fearless?
"Ever since my brother died, I've disregarded life and death. If my life could be exchanged for a hole in their heads..."
"Montani!!!"
"...Then I would be very happy to."
That fucking bastard!!!
Rhea roared, "You two, close your eyes!!!!!!!!!"
boom! ! ! ! !
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Accurate reporting, accurate information, Glonia border news.
Ladies and gentlemen, can you hear that?
After enduring countless trials over the past 20 years, the Founding Memorial Hall has finally resounded with magnificent music once again.
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"Let's go to the Founding Memorial Hall. The National Day ceremony is about to begin."
"Okay, let me help you push your mother's wheelchair."
"sorry to bother you......"
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On the eve of the performance, according to a statement made by the Prime Minister, the government will reach a peace agreement with the leaders of the moderate rebels.
The government stated that accepting some of the demands previously raised by anti-government groups would have a positive effect on the agreement...
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Chris clasped her hands behind her head, her expression a mix of joy and worry.
"To think they're going to make a peace agreement... that's really great..."
As expected, this day has finally come.
Rhea stood beside her mother's wheelchair, puzzled, and asked, "Why do you say that? Don't you believe me?"
"It's nothing, it's just quite ironic. Just a while ago they were at loggerheads, and now suddenly they're ready to make peace. I don't even know which side accepted the other's benefits..."
"That's true, but at least there's freedom of speech here."
Rhea agreed with this argument, but given the prevailing trend, there was no point in going against it.
Just standing here in the warm sunshine, with my mother and friends, after experiencing so much, this is actually not bad.
But Chris still has many unanswered questions.
"Why don't you immigrate?" she asked curiously. "If it were me, I probably would have run away long ago. Why would I suffer these losses here in silence?"
"That's true, but my mom says home is the best place, and I want to stay here at least until Angela comes back..."
She shrugged, feeling the warm sunshine in every cell of her body.
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It seems best not to ask any more questions...
Chris silently shut her mouth.
After a long pause, Rhea leaned against her wheelchair and spoke gently to her mother...
"Mom, did you know? You'll be playing a piece you composed at today's concert."
"Hmm?" The old man in the wheelchair trembled slightly, then smiled broadly, but his body was still limited by wrinkles and the passage of time.
"Yes, the conductor even came all the way to our home... I'm so grateful, so very grateful..."
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Rarely, the warm sun tore through the clouds over Gloria, shining down on the land, seemingly celebrating the arrival of peace.
It seems that this long struggle and suffering of the nation is about to come to an end...
"The next piece, the last piece of this concert, is a piece that symbolizes peace."
"Does everyone remember Louise Schneider?"
"After being slandered, she lived a very impoverished life in her old age, and this piece was written in her longing for peace."
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Sergeant Christina Brecht.
Suddenly, Rhea spoke, startling Chris.