I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 146

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Chapter 146
No, I had never thought about them in such concrete terms.
In truth, I had consciously avoided the issue. I wanted to prioritize survival above all else. I didn’t want anything to take precedence over survival and escape.
“That’s a difficult question to answer, isn’t it?”
Yuanna Lucy asked me with an expression of complete understanding. I nodded in agreement. Even upon reflection, it seemed I shouldn’t be dwelling on that matter now.
I still believe in the Suspension Bridge Effect. After we escape this Island, can I truly know if their feelings will remain as they are now?
When I was in the Langrid Empire, these were people who despised me. That’s why I was afraid. Afraid that if we returned, their hearts might change once more.
If all these emotions were erased after our escape, it would break my heart. For all of us not to collapse, I had to act correctly now.
Then I found myself curious about Yuanna Lucy’s own feelings.
It seemed I had never witnessed her opening up deeply about her own story. Perhaps there was no point of intersection between us where such a conversation could naturally occur.
“What about you, Saint?”
“Pardon?”
“Haven’t you ever had someone you liked? Not even now?”
Yuanna Lucy’s eyes widened in surprise, as if she hadn’t expected the same question to be turned back on her.
“Well….”
She trailed off, her expression momentarily flustered. It wasn’t the look of someone caught hiding something, but genuine surprise at an unexpected question.
“No.”
Then she answered firmly. So firmly that it would have been embarrassing to press further.
I glanced at Kaiden and Diego Bastian Vilterheim, still bickering in the nearby tree. I had thought Diego had feelings for Yuanna Lucy, but from her oblivious expression, perhaps he didn’t?
I tilted my head in confusion before deciding to dismiss the matter. If she said there wasn’t anyone, then there wasn’t.
What mattered to us was survival, after all.
I slowly surveyed my surroundings.
On the opposite tree were Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid and the Prince of Asdal, while the unconscious Archbishop Luzef was bound tightly to a branch directly above them.
To prepare for any unforeseen danger and attacks, we had to keep Night Watch while sleeping. That’s why we had climbed into the trees in pairs, and the team assignments had worked out quite coincidentally.
A Mage and a Knight, a Crown Prince and a Prince—what a combination. Though it would have been problematic if Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid and Kaiden had been paired together as well.
As I quietly surveyed my surroundings, I turned my attention back to Yuanna Lucy.
“Do you know what purpose the Rohade siblings had in trying to open the dimensional gate?”
At my question, Yuanna Lucy narrowed the space between her eyebrows and closed her eyes as if searching her memory. After remaining lost in thought for a while, she shrugged her shoulders and answered.
“I don’t know the exact details. But what’s certain is that it wasn’t an Experiment to satisfy Jenas and Anata’s personal desires. It seemed like the interests of quite a few people were involved.”
She narrowed the space between her eyebrows and shook her head with an expression of incomprehension.
“Actually, I have many questions too. Before I turned back time, I didn’t even have the presence of mind to ask them various things.”
Only then did I recall her Diary—the one where she had wanted to end her own life after everyone died and she was left alone.
I couldn’t dare claim to understand her state of mind at that time. So I offered no clumsy consolation. Instead, I asked her.
“Are you truly alright, Saint?”
“Pardon?”
Yuanna Lucy tilted her head with a bewildered expression. I spoke in the most composed tone I could manage.
“Among all of us, you’re the only one who remembers the erased past. I can’t even imagine how difficult it must be to carry a Memory that only you possess.”
“Ah….”
Yuanna Lucy’s mouth opened and closed soundlessly for a moment, at a loss for words. It was unlike her usual composed demeanor.
“Don’t worry. I’m fine….”
It was the first time I had seen her wear such a flustered expression since we met.
“Well, so it’s fine…”
She trailed off, repeating the same words before clamping her mouth shut.
Then, rain began to fall from the sky, one drop at a time.
Yuanna Lucy’s eyes wavered violently. Her face gradually grew clouded, much like the weather itself.
I gazed quietly up at the sky.
“It’s raining. On a day like this, even if someone cries, no one would hear them.”
Yuanna Lucy’s eyes widened as she looked at me. The tip of her nose reddened. She furrowed the space between her eyebrows and her face contorted as if in pain.
Whoooosh—
Soon after, rain poured down as if to belie her silence. Yuanna Lucy kept her head bowed, and I could not tell whether she was truly shedding tears.
She remained like that for a long while, her head lowered, until the rain ceased.
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The clear weather after the storm was unbearably hot. Yet this mad Island remained beautiful nonetheless.
For several days, we had not encountered any Magical Beasts. So now, instead of sleeping in the trees, we set up a Barrier and rested beneath them.
Fortunately, the Prince of Asdal possessed the ability to discern the movements of Magical Beasts through Magic Sight, and he said there were scarcely any in the vicinity.
It seemed that sealing the mother had indeed caused the number of individuals to decrease noticeably.
Before long, it became late afternoon with the sunset approaching. It seemed we had come about halfway to Jenas’s Cabin. Since we needed to travel the same distance again, our party required sufficient rest.
As we moved to prevent Jenas from pinpointing our location through the Magical Beasts, we remained vigilant and never forgot to maintain our Barrier.
We lit a Campfire and sat around it, each lost in our own thoughts. A long silence persisted.
“It seems none of you intend to speak. This is only making the atmosphere heavier, is it not? If no one wishes to talk, allow me to share my thoughts.”
The Prince of Asdal, unable to bear the silence and fond of speaking, opened his mouth. He surveyed those gathered before him, crossed his arms, and let out a self-deprecating laugh.
“Since my birth and upbringing, I have never once considered myself to be anything less than noble.”
It was an exceedingly arrogant statement, but the Prince of Asdal had every right to make it. As the legitimate Crown Prince, he had always grown up seeing only happiness and beauty—until he met the former lady.
“Since coming here, I have experienced nothing but things I have never encountered before. Of course, everyone except Lady Flone would say the same.”
The Prince of Asdal winked at me.
“I have had many thoughts indeed. There has even been some enlightenment. I realized that I have been nothing but a canary trapped in a cage all this time.”
The canary comparison was quite a leap, but if I countered it, things would only become tedious. So I listened to his words obediently.
“I am not a pessimist, but to be honest, I do not believe we can all escape this Island safely.”
It was not pessimism—it was the truth.
We had been deliberately ignoring the assumption that we could not all escape together safely.
What had begun as an attempt to lighten the mood had instead created an even darker atmosphere than before.
Whether he noticed this or not, the Prince of Asdal continued speaking.
“So, if each of you has any final words or requests for those who succeed in escaping, why not make them now?”
He seemed to have been waiting for this moment all along to say these words. It appeared he himself had something he wished to leave behind.
“Do not say that we can all escape, so such assumptions are unnecessary. Let us face reality. Of course, I would like for all of us to leave, but there is always the possibility of ‘what if.'”
“Very well. I had things I wished to say anyway, so this is fortunate.”
Surprisingly, Kaiden, the most fastidious and pessimistic among us, was the first to affirm the Prince of Asdal’s words.
He stretched both arms behind his head, interlaced his fingers, rested the back of his head against his palms, and laughed with composure.
Likely not just Kaiden, but all of us had things we wished to leave unsaid.
“Then let me go first.”
The Prince of Asdal spoke first.
“If I fail to escape, would you find Aberdeen Christine in the Hestia Kingdom? She’s my niece. I won’t need to explain why. When she hears that I’m searching for her, she’ll understand the reason herself.”
Diego Bastian Vilterheim expressed his confusion at the Prince of Asdal’s words.
“The Christine Marquis Family, then….”
“That’s right, my distant niece. There’s no trustworthy successor within the Royal Family to follow after me.”
“Still, these are your final words, yet you have nothing to say to your own blood?”
Diego Bastian Vilterheim asked again with an expression of incomprehension. The Prince of Asdal nodded without hesitation.
“Nothing. The Royal Family exists to serve the greater cause, and we are people who live only for that cause.”
His face appeared strangely relieved.
With the Prince of Asdal’s words, silence fell briefly. In that stillness, the campfire crackled and popped while the chirping of insects pierced through the night.
Now that the conversation had truly begun, I felt something strange. It wasn’t just me—everyone must have felt it too.
We now stood at a crossroads: would we survive and escape, or would we fall before death’s threshold?
“Please deliver a message to the Vilterheim Duke Family on my behalf. Tell them: ‘You are always right. I respect you.’ That’s all I ask.”
The moment Diego Bastian Vilterheim finished speaking, Kaiden raised one hand with a half-hearted gesture and spoke in a flat tone.
“Tell the Magic Tower to proceed with the plan as scheduled.”
“A plan?”
When I countered his words, Kaiden crossed his arms and smiled with casual confidence.
“I was already devising a plan to annihilate the Rohade Family before coming here.”
Ah. Recalling Kaiden’s past, it wasn’t strange that he would be scheming such a plan. It was well-known that he was at odds with the Rohade Family.
Yuanna Lucy, who had been quietly waiting for our conversation to end, finally spoke.
“It’s my turn, isn’t it? There’s probably no one waiting for my news, but still, please deliver a message to His Holiness the Pope. Tell him: ‘I sacrificed my own life to ruin your experiments. The result is your defeat. What will you do now? You’ve raised a tiger.'”
Everyone turned to look at Yuanna Lucy after her words. As their gazes concentrated on me, she smiled with an unbothered expression.
“What?”
At her innocent question, everyone shook their heads.
Unlike the others, I knew that her soul was bound to this island, which made her words all the more heartbreaking.
Yet Yuanna Lucy herself, with an unmoved expression, calmly turned her gaze toward Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid. It was his turn to speak next.
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid remained quietly silent, but when attention turned to me, he opened his mouth as if releasing a sigh.
“When you deliver news of my death to my aide Ludvin, he’ll handle everything afterward. So the words I wish to leave….”
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid, whose words trailed off, glanced at me sitting to his left.
“I’ll tell her directly. Right now.”

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