I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 195

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Chapter 195
Of course, my father would not simply allow the Pope to lure the Magical Beasts and then escape.
From a distance, the Langrid Empire Military and several Mages who had been defending Duke Flone’s Castle and holding back the Magical Beasts came rushing toward us.
“Father, Saint! I’ll handle the Magical Beasts, so please leave that to me.”
At my words, my father looked at me with an expression of disbelief.
If this were the old me, I wouldn’t have seemed very reliable in this situation. But my father studied me with a deeply conflicted expression before finally nodding with an air of trust.
Yuanna maintained her composure, winked at me, and then dashed swiftly after the fleeing Pope.
Whoosh—Bang!
I forced myself to ignore the pain surging from my ankle. Then, covering my father and Yuanna, I fired as many Flares as I could into the air.
Then suddenly, I recalled that the Ammunition I used for my Flares had been modified with Mana by Jenas.
If that were the case, could I not use Mana itself as Ammunition?
I possessed abundant Mana and a Ring that allowed me to release and manipulate it.
The reason I had not directly fired Flares at the Pope until now was that I had no intention of killing him in one blow. He must receive full recompense for his sins before he dies.
But if I created Ammunition from Mana itself, I could inflict damage without killing him. Mana was a force within the realm of my control.
I turned my gaze toward the Pope. He was struggling against Yuanna and my father.
Yet he did not yield easily, instead summoning more Magical Beasts using a Magic Stone. Eventually, while Yuanna and my father’s attention wavered for a moment, he turned tail and fled.
I opened the Cylinder of my Flare and dumped all the Ammunition inside onto the Floor. Then I gathered Mana into the Ring on my right hand.
I aimed the Flare at the Pope’s fleeing back and took a moment to breathe deeply. Then I concentrated my focus into the Gun Barrel of the Flare.
The light emanating from the Ring slowly rotated around it before the light was sucked into the Flare.
Seconds later, I could sense that enormous Mana had condensed within the Flare. And I pulled the Trigger toward the fleeing Pope.
Damn it, please hit.
Whoosh—
A stream of greenish Mana shot in a straight line, struck the Pope’s back, and then erupted into a massive burst of light.
Boom!
“Gahhh!”
The Pope’s scream echoed from afar to where I stood. As the dust that had been swirling settled, I could see the Pope collapsed on his knees, trembling.
He was coughing up blood, clearly suffering from internal injuries.
‘I succeeded.’
Impossible. I actually succeeded! I was definitely the kind of talent who should be scouted by the Knight Order. No, rather the Magic Tower.
While I was indulging in such premature celebration, my father and Yuanna rushed straight at the Pope, and he was subdued by my father and slammed face-first into the Floor. Yuanna recovered the Magic Stone from the Pope’s hand.
I was picking up the Ammunition I had discarded on the Floor when I noticed a bluish light shooting up into the Sky. Soon, a massive transparent Barrier began forming in the heavens.
This was the same Magic that Kaiden and the Mages of the Magic Tower had activated. It seemed they were casting the Barrier again.
I found Eun-ji, whom I had hidden nearby.
Eun-ji was ailing as if exhausted of Vitality. It appeared to be the aftermath of exposure to Holy Power.
“Eun-ji. Are you alright?”
I examined his condition, but there were no visible Wounds, so I couldn’t tell what was wrong.
“Saint, please help. Our Eun-ji…!”
Yuanna came rushing over in panic and examined Eun-ji’s condition. Behind Yuanna, my father came into view, bleeding profusely.
“Ah, Father! Are you alright?”
This time I rushed to my father and supported him. Yuanna, after treating my father’s visible Injuries, immediately examined Eun-ji’s Wounds as well.
“It seems Magical Beasts lack immunity to Holy Power. There’s no method but time to resolve this. It should be fine.”
Fine was reassuring, but I couldn’t help my worry. Eun-ji was injured because I was inadequate. Because I was an insufficient master.
My heart ached knowing there was nothing I could do for Eun-ji, who lay languishing.
“Margaret, are you hurt anywhere? What’s wrong with your arm?”
She gasped in shock upon belatedly noticing my form—my arm immobilized with cloth draped across my shoulder. Father too made a fuss, only then realizing my condition.
“Good heavens! Come here.”
Thanks to Yuanna, my fractured arm and sprained ankle healed effortlessly. I’d heard she was a Saint who appeared for the first time in a century, but witnessing her expend such tremendous Holy Power battling the Pope, only to heal others so easily afterward, proved she was truly extraordinary.
Carrying Eun-ji and the Pope, we returned to where Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid was fighting.
He had apparently dispatched all those Holy Knights alone and was now facing Magical Beasts—by himself.
He looked startled seeing my father drenched in blood and myself in such disarray.
“Margaret!”
“Are you alright? Let’s handle the situation first and talk later. We need to find Kaiden.”
We didn’t need to use Tracking Magic on Jenas—we all already suspected where he’d gone.
Alea Island.
“We should send a letter to the Diego brothers. Tell them not to enter Alea Island first under any circumstances.”
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid stared at me as if questioning what I meant.
“There appear to be automatic explosive devices on Alea Island. Since Jenas is heading there now, the Diego brothers and the Reconnaissance Team could be in danger.”
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid immediately returned to the Banquet Hall and transmitted the news to the Diego brothers via communication crystal.
* * *
The Prince of Asdal led the Knights according to the plan he’d coordinated with Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid and Margaret Rose Flone, moving to apprehend the Peony Faction.
He could perceive the Mana Flow that appeared when the Peony Faction used Magic Stones. Though only one eye remained, he possessed Magic Sight.
He’d used the same power when he’d hunted down and eliminated his distant cousin in the Hestia Kingdom.
Thus he sat atop a high window frame, surveying the Banquet Hall, and instructed the Knights to capture the forces he discovered.
Through this method, he apprehended numerous members of the Peony Faction, but a problem emerged: traces of Magic Stone usage were found, yet they possessed no Magic Stones.
They all denied their crimes and pinned the blame on a single person—Archbishop Linnehaon.
“I’ll search for him.”
Archbishop Luzef, who’d been apprehending the Peony Faction alongside the Prince of Asdal, spoke.
The Prince of Asdal recalled that relations between Linnehaon and Archbishop Luzef were quite poor. With an extremely serious expression, he draped his arm across Archbishop Luzef’s shoulder and whispered.
“Bishop, you can’t kill him or anything like that.”
“Do you know who I am, Your Highness?”
Archbishop Luzef immediately cried out indignantly. The Prince of Asdal then placed his hand over his heart with a natural gesture, feigning a wounded expression.
“That hurts my feelings. I don’t kill people either.”
“I don’t kill people either. What do you take a Cleric for…!”
“Understood, understood. You’re like a prickly cat.”
“Your Highness!”
“Anyway, go find him quickly and come back. Leave this to me. I still haven’t found Count Pederson and the Empress.”
Archbishop Luzef glared at the Prince of Asdal with exasperation, then sighed and left. Finding Linnehaon was urgent.
* * *
Linnehaon had stolen Magic Stones from the Empress and Count Pederson, pilfered Magic Stones from other Peony Faction members, and fled—taking Margaret Rose Flone’s Maid Vanessa hostage.
For now, they’d resent the theft of the Magic Stones and blame Linnehaon, but if things concluded successfully, it would be fine.
I needed to gather all these Magic Stones and head to Alea Island. Once I reunited with Marquis Rohade there, I would wait for Jenas. Only by delivering all the stolen Magic Stones to him could his purpose be fulfilled.
When Archbishop Linnehaon attempted to slip out through the back entrance using Vanessa, someone blocked his path—Archbishop Luzef.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
That damned bastard had always been nothing but an obstacle in his way, then and now.
* * *
Rosemary watched as Archbishop Luzef, who had been conversing with the Prince of Asdal, vanished somewhere.
Beside her, young ladies her age huddled together in a corner of the Banquet Hall, trembling with fear. It was safer to remain here under the protection of the Knights than to venture outside.
‘They couldn’t find Count Pederson and the Empress.’
Rosemary recalled overhearing the Prince of Asdal’s words and remembered that she had seen those two people just moments ago.
She had distinctly witnessed what appeared to be Count Pederson and the Empress disappearing toward the Kitchen alongside Archbishop Linnehaon, taking advantage of the chaos in the Banquet Hall.
Rosemary rushed frantically toward the Kitchen. And there, as expected, she discovered Count Pederson and the Empress—collapsed at the Kitchen entrance.
Rosemary tilted her head in confusion, unable to comprehend why they lay there. Moreover, Archbishop Linnehaon, who had been with them, was nowhere to be seen.
As Rosemary entered the Kitchen and looked around, she found no one to call for help. She rummaged through Count Pederson’s and the Empress’s pockets, but found no Magic Stones.
Just as Rosemary turned to summon someone, a long shadow fell across the marble floor. Someone stood directly above her.
Startled, she lifted her head to find the awakened Empress reaching toward her.
Thwack!
“Ugh.”
A dull sound accompanied the Empress’s brief cry. Rosemary blinked, bewildered by what had just transpired.
Standing before Rosemary was her mother, Violet, holding a frying pan. The Empress, who had been about to attack Rosemary, had been struck by Violet’s frying pan and appeared to have lost consciousness.
Violet exhaled with satisfaction, frying pan still in hand, retrieved from the Kitchen. She then gave a thumbs-up to her daughter Rosemary, who stared at her in stunned silence.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hit this woman like this.”
She had clung to the Flone Family with shameless persistence, and in the end, she had sent Margaret to the Island simply because she fancied Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid. This damned woman.
Violet was considering whether to strike the Empress’s head once more with the frying pan.
“Mmm.”
Opportunely, following the Empress, Count Pederson opened his eyes and began to stir, rising unsteadily to his feet.
Crack!
Count Pederson’s head was struck by the frying pan wielded by Violet, and he too lost consciousness.
Violet wiped the sweat beading on her forehead with a satisfied expression.
‘Goodness, a frying pan can be used as a weapon too. Our mother is truly remarkable!’
Rosemary clapped her hands with sparkling eyes.
* * *
The Mages of the Magic Tower and the Langrid Empire Military that Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid had prepared in advance were finishing the suppression of the Magical Beasts.
Leading them were many familiar Knights, including Noel and Hyzen.
We entrusted the external suppression to them, then returned to the Banquet Hall with the captured Pope.
The interior of the Banquet Hall was in chaos, but fortunately, it appeared that some of those who seemed to be from the Peony Faction had been subdued. Among them were Count Pederson and the Empress, but Archbishop Linnehaon was nowhere to be found.
Archbishop Luzef also seemed to be missing.
“Lady Flone!”
The Prince of Asdal rushed toward us in panic upon seeing our condition.
“Young Lady, are you alright? Oh my goodness. Duke, are you well? Half-Emperor, how are you? The Saint also looks exhausted.”
The Prince of Asdal checked our conditions anxiously, and then my mother, Innis, and Rosemary came running, weeping and making quite a fuss.
We arrested all members of the Peony Faction who had attended the party, with the exception of Archbishop Linnehaon. Identification was straightforward—they all bore the Peony Flower mark etched into their bodies, caught within the spider’s web.
Unfortunately, among those we apprehended, only one possessed a Magic Stone besides the one the Pope carried. The rest had been taken by someone who fled with them.
“Where is the Lord?”
At Asdal’s question, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid, Yuanna Lucy, and I fell silent. Yuanna Lucy glanced sideways at me, gauging my reaction. I pressed my lips firmly shut and offered no answer.
‘Kaiden must be safe.’
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid stared at my face intently, and I met his gaze with confusion. His expression suggested he had much he wished to say, yet in the end, he remained silent.
In my stead, Yuanna Lucy recounted to the group what had transpired in the garden. Upon hearing the account, they all fell silent, rendered speechless.
I swept my gaze across each member of our party and briefly explained what had occurred with Jenas and the contents of the experiment journal, then spoke with quiet resolve.
“We must go to Alea Island.”
We ultimately decided to visit Alea Island ourselves. Time was scarce, so we resolved to formulate a detailed plan as we made our way toward the Langrid Southern Coast.
My first birthday as Lee Jin-ju and Margaret Rose Flone thus came to an end.
It was only after the situation had been resolved that we learned Archbishop Luzef and Vanessa had disappeared.

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