How To Ruin The Original Work (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 153

Nigel descended the mountain without hesitation.

Her mind was hazy, as if wandering through a dream, and her muddy shoes felt light, as though treading not on rocks and underbrush but upon clouds.

The realization that the priest she had always longed to meet again was her mother, and the unwavering love her mother had shown her—no matter how hard she tried to steady herself, it kept drifting from her grasp, floating upward toward the sky.

She felt she could gladly accept even a punishment that blinded her forever, condemning her to wander this mountain eternally.

‘…But that wouldn’t be right, would it?’

Nigel’s violet eyes, lost in thought and foggy, suddenly regained their sharp clarity.

Only now did her surroundings register.

Her carefree steps, oblivious that just a few paces ahead lay a cliff edge, and the warmth of the egg that had vanished from her chest—everything came rushing back.

From the dark, bottomless precipice below, a cold rushing sound rose.

Whoosh—The fierce, all-consuming roar of water sent chills prickling across her arms.

Had she awakened even a moment later, she would already have been swept away into those rapids—or dashed against the cliffs and rocks, her skull split open, offered as prey to beasts and monsters.

“…”

Nigel clenched her fists tightly and steeled her resolve.

Just as one could survive capture by monsters so long as they kept their wits, she was certain she could escape this damn mountain too.

Having sorted her thoughts, Nigel turned sharply around and stepped back with deliberate caution.

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