I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 194

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Chapter 194
Jenas had vanished, and with no one among us capable of using Magic, we couldn’t pursue him immediately.
As if matters weren’t dire enough, the Magic Stone clutched in the Pope’s hand began to glow, and the ground trembled beneath our feet.
A Magical Beast’s roar echoed from the distance. It seemed the Barrier had collapsed with Kaiden’s disappearance.
Anticipating such a crisis, I had stationed Mages from the Magic Tower and soldiers from the Langrid Empire Military in advance. Sure enough, Knights and Mages could be seen rushing toward the Barrier’s direction from afar.
Had it not been for Jenas, we would have cleanly apprehended the Peony Faction and concluded this matter. Instead, we found ourselves in a troublesome predicament.
From nowhere, roughly a dozen Knights clad in Holy Knights Order Uniforms burst forth and blocked our path.
While Enoch—who had been suppressing the Pope—dodged a Sword thrust toward me, the Pope seized the opening, rose from his position, and retreated backward.
The Magic Stone in the Pope’s hand continued to emit light.
The Pope’s blue eyes, as he gazed upon us, suddenly gleamed with a crimson radiance before his gaze grew clouded and vacant. It was clear his mind was being dominated by the Magic Stone.
“Jenas has departed, and I have already achieved my purpose, so I harbor no further attachment.”
The Pope let out a raucous laugh and began shuffling backward. He then ordered the Holy Knights to attack before spinning around and vanishing in haste.
“Damn old fogey! Stop right there!”
Yuanna raised her hand toward the sky, pursuing the Pope, and immediately a colossal beam of light cascaded down from above, striking at him.
What became of the Pope remained unknown. Both Yuanna and he vanished swiftly from sight.
From a distance, brilliant white light flashed intermittently—it appeared the two of them were engaged in combat.
I couldn’t allow the Pope to escape like this. I channeled my Mana to Eun-ji perched upon my shoulder, then retrieved a Flare from my pocket, checked the Ammunition, loaded it, and climbed atop Eun-ji’s head.
Gripping the Flare, I spoke to Enoch.
“I’m counting on you to handle those behind us. I’ll help the Saint capture the Pope.”
“Leave the rear to me. Margaret, be careful.”
Enoch no longer tried to stop me. He couldn’t afford to, given that he was facing approximately fifteen Knights.
Enoch should be fine.
But there was no time to dwell on it. Leaving his figure behind, Eun-ji and I pursued the Pope and Yuanna.
As we chased them, I didn’t forget to fire Flares at the Magical Beasts converging upon us.
Kwaaaagh!
Eun-ji roared like a Dragon and unleashed Fire Breath toward the Magical Beasts. The inferno tore across the ground, surging forth for dozens of meters—a firepower unlike anything I’d witnessed before.
It was as though Eun-ji had undergone another Evolution.
‘Is it because of the Magic Stone?’
Perhaps Eun-ji’s strength grew incrementally with each Magic Stone consumed.
Eun-ji had always shown a particular fondness for Magic Stones, and each time she ate one, she displayed vigor as though she’d consumed a tonic.
Eun-ji incinerated all the Magical Beasts in her path as we advanced, and we soon caught up to the Pope and Yuanna.
When had we come this far?
I loaded the Flare and pulled the lever down. Then I pulled the Trigger, aiming behind the Pope to distract his attention.
Boom—!
Startled by the sudden Explosion behind him, the Pope turned to look back, and in that moment, Eun-ji swiftly approached and opened her jaws wide.
But just before she could swallow him, the Pope reacted with astonishing reflexes and unleashed Holy Power.
‘Damn it!’
Whoooosh—!
A blindingly pure white light poured down upon us. The instant it struck, I felt a searing pain that constricted my body so intensely I could barely breathe.
Eun-ji likewise cried out in anguish.
A horrific shriek tore from my throat.
“Eun-ji!”
As Eun-ji thrashed in agony, I tumbled from her body and crashed onto the ground, rolling across the stone floor.
A sharp intake of breath escaped me.
The fall from such a height without warning left my left arm shattered, and my ankle—twisted from the impact—screamed with pain every time I moved.
In this moment of crisis, I found myself grateful it was my left arm and not my right. At least I could still fire the Flare.
I quickly tore strips from my dress hem, fashioned a makeshift sling, and secured my arm against my shoulder.
The pain was so intense I had to clench my teeth to bear it.
A brilliant flash erupted—!
Holy Power had activated again, flooding the space with blinding white light. I lifted my head in alarm, only to realize it was Yuanna launching an attack at the Pope.
“Retreat to the back now!”
Yuanna unleashed Holy Power toward the Pope, advancing step by step. The torrential wind scattered her khaki-colored hair wildly. Her face, twisted with what seemed like madness, was utterly eerie.
The Pope countered her assault with his own Holy Power. But Yuanna was the Great Saint who had appeared for the first time in a century—and she was young.
Even the Pope, for all his authority, was clearly struggling against her physically.
As the battle continued, his strain became increasingly evident.
“I’ve waited for this day! For the moment I could crush you with my own hands! How delightful!”
Cackle, cackle, cackle—
Yuanna’s witch-like laughter echoed through the air.
I frantically searched for Eun-ji and found her—shrunken in size, hidden among the bushes, sobbing quietly.
“Eun-ji!”
I rushed to check her condition. There were no visible wounds, likely because the attack had been Holy Power.
Could she have sustained internal injuries? Eun-ji remained unconscious, emitting only pained cries.
What could she possibly understand? This was my fault. Overwhelming guilt made my hands tremble uncontrollably.
My mind had frozen, unable to process anything. Sensing my distress, Eun-ji lifted her head and pressed it against my hand—a gesture meant to reassure me that she was all right.
With trembling hands, I stroked her gently, then steeled myself and loaded a Flare. The Orangutan Magical Beasts were converging on our position.
I carefully concealed the struggling Eun-ji in the grassland.
Those creatures could not become a hindrance to Yuanna’s fight with the Pope. Right now, I was the only one who could provide her cover.
I immediately aimed the Flare and pulled the trigger.
Boom! Bang!
I killed one Magical Beast after another, yet they continued to pour toward me relentlessly. Sensation was fading from my arm. The pain in my twisted ankle had grown numb.
The Pope and Yuanna remained locked in combat, continuously unleashing Holy Power. Their focus seemed scattered by the sudden onslaught of Magical Beasts.
As I struggled to reload ammunition into my weapon, a shadow suddenly fell across my head. Looking up, an Orangutan Magical Beast loomed mere inches from my face.
Damn it—déjà vu?
The memory flashed back: on the island, struck by this creature’s fist, my ribs cracking.
Its massive fist descended toward me in slow motion, each movement stretching across my vision.
With my left arm broken and my ankle sprained, I had no confidence I could dodge quickly enough.
There was no time to load another Flare.
Curse it.
If that fist connected, it would be instant death. This time, I wouldn’t merely suffer broken ribs.
I squeezed my eyes shut as the fist bore down upon me.
“Danger, my filly!”
Someone shoved me at that moment. Platinum blonde hair flashed across my vision.
Father was sent flying by the Orangutan Magical Beast’s massive fist.
Thrown to the floor, I watched Father arc through the air in a daze.
“Father!”
I limped toward Father, who was falling into the distant bushes. My mind went blank. I couldn’t believe what I’d just witnessed.
I loaded a flare and aimed it at the Orangutan Magical Beast that had struck Father down.
Whoosh—! Boom!
The Orangutan Magical Beast, struck by the brilliant fireworks, vanished within the flames. More accurately, its body had been torn to pieces.
“Father.”
I forced strength into my trembling legs and stood. I couldn’t believe everything that was happening. The things I cherished were crumbling one by one.
I searched the bushes where Father had flown for a long time. Soon, I found him collapsed upon the fallen leaves.
“Father!”
Seeing Father covered in wounds, I gasped and covered my mouth.
“My filly.”
Father’s hand touched my cheek.
“I cannot lose you twice.”
Father smiled faintly, his face drenched in blood. I was speechless for a moment.
“Don’t bear a burden you cannot carry alone. I wish you would rely on your father more.”
How could he know? I had never told my family the details of what I’d experienced on the island.
“Do you think I don’t know you? You came back as a different person.”
My heart sank. Seeing my expression, Father spoke tenderly.
“But I am still your father. That hasn’t changed.”
Of course, he only thought I had changed. He certainly didn’t know I’d lived in another dimension for so long. But now, such things seemed irrelevant.
Father was right—my being his daughter was unchanging.
I bit my lower lip firmly and rose to my feet.
“I’ll… I’ll call for people. People…”
“This much is manageable.”
Father struggled to his feet. Despite being covered in blood with not a single uninjured spot, he casually wiped the blood dripping down his face with the back of his hand, then drew the sword at his waist.
“Father! It’s dangerous! You’re injured!”
“Trust your father.”
Wondering if he meant to face the Magical Beast, I tensed and picked up a flare. But Father immediately rushed toward the fleeing Pope, for Yuanna was still struggling against him.
The Pope shot a beam of light, sharp as a spear, toward Father as he charged.
Remarkably, Father blocked it with his sword.
Even rubbing my eyes and looking again, Father was blocking Holy Power with his sword. I’d never seen anyone besides Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid wield such extraordinary swordsmanship.
I never knew Father, the natural-born bureaucrat with his refined demeanor, could handle a sword like this. Father having martial prowess like Archbishop Luzef—it was such an unexpected sight that I was astonished.
The Pope, likewise, wore a bewildered expression. All the guards I’d brought were with Enoch, so he had no more pieces to move.
While Father diverted the Pope’s attention, Yuanna launched another attack. The Pope extended both hands, blocking Father’s and Yuanna’s assaults respectively.
“Please stop now and surrender, Your Highness.”
Father swung his sword with a serene face, effortlessly cutting off the Pope’s Holy Power. Bewilderment flickered across the Pope’s face, but only briefly. He soon gritted his teeth and cried out.
“Do you truly believe I would retreat now!”
The Pope raised the Magic Stone he held high into the sky. The Magic Stone, which had been continuously radiating light, began to emit an even more intense brilliance.
Kuooooo—!
The Magical Beasts in the vicinity began surging toward us.
Damn it!
I loaded another Flare with Ammunition. I was the only one left to face the Magical Beasts.

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