I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 209

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Chapter 209
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Just before the incident, beyond Alea Island.
Marquis Rohade held a telescope to his eye, his warship anchored in the waters near Alea Island.
He waited endlessly for the signal Jenas would send. Once that signal arrived, he would enter the island according to Jenas’s instructions.
Yet no matter how long he waited, Jenas showed no sign of sending any signal.
After an eternity of waiting, what greeted Marquis Rohade was a sky where strange phenomena were unfolding.
Dark clouds moved with abnormal speed, swallowing the entire sky, and lightning began to strike down relentlessly.
Marquis Rohade, who had developed Magic Stones under Jenas’s direction, understood what was causing this phenomenon. This was what happened when the power of Magic Stones was used excessively.
The Mages from the Mage Association, whom Marquis Rohade had summoned to operate the warship, asked him as he stood at the bow.
“Marquis, if you give the order to advance, we shall move the warship at once.”
“Wait for now.”
At Marquis Rohade’s command, the Mages bowed their heads in obedience. Once he confirmed they had returned to their positions, Marquis Rohade peered at the island through his telescope again.
He could not afford to act rashly and squander all the years of effort.
This was an Experiment he had conducted by sacrificing even his own son. Marquis Rohade had staked his entire life on this Experiment.
Though the final Experiment had failed, now he stood on the threshold of an opportunity to make up for that failure.
That was when it happened.
“Marquis Rohade. Surrender now.”
A booming voice echoed as if someone had activated a magical amplifier. It was a familiar voice.
Duke Flone himself.
Turning his head, Marquis Rohade saw three warships approaching their vessel. Standing at the bow of the lead ship was a middle-aged man whose face was recognizable even from a distance.
“You are already finished.”
Marquis Rohade twisted his lips. Already finished? As if they understood anything.
“His Majesty himself has traveled to the southern waters. He awaits you, so you may as well surrender.”
Even at Duke Flone’s continued words, Marquis Rohade remained unmoved.
Once this was over, what use was the Emperor of the Empire? Soon enough, he and Jenas would rule the world.
A bloodstained smile played at the corners of Marquis Rohade’s mouth. He took a magical amplifier from one of the senior Mages of the Association and opened his mouth to speak.
“His Majesty may wait for me. Tell him to keep waiting.”
“Very well. If words fail, then force shall suffice.”
Duke Flone replied. The warship of Duke Flone, positioned not far away, began to assume an offensive stance.
Boom—!
Duke Flone’s warship fired the first volley of cannonballs.
The barrage continued. Marquis Rohade’s warship responded with Magic.
Duke Flone’s warship also had Mages aboard who countered Marquis Rohade’s attacks. They were Mages from the Kaiden Mage Tower.
They immediately manifested defensive Magic Circles around the warship. It was only natural that Duke Flone’s side, employing both physical bombardment with bombs and Magic simultaneously, held a slight advantage.
The Mages aboard Marquis Rohade’s warship did not even know how to properly operate the ship’s cannons. Caught off guard by this unexpected situation, the Marquis ground his teeth.
‘Damn it.’
That son of his was useless to the very end. He was supposed to be nothing more than a sacrifice for Jenas, yet everything that wretched boy had prepared was now obstructing his plans.
“Prepare for a full assault!”
It was at that moment when Marquis Rohade called all the Mages together and issued his command.
Suddenly, a tremendous thunderous sound erupted from the sky.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—
An ominous cacophony followed, reverberating across the heavens. The source was unmistakably the Experiment Island.
A long horizontal line was drawn across the murky sky. As the line widened, a dark and damp fissure materialized.
‘Could that be a dimensional rift?’
Before such thoughts could take hold, Marquis Rohade’s vision caught sight of a pillar of light shooting upward into the sky.
The towering beam of light struck the horizontal rift in the heavens with a direct hit.
Crash—
A colossal thunderous sound reverberated through the entire atmosphere. It was as if the very sky were collapsing. Marquis Rohade immediately covered his ears.
In an instant, the flow of Magic Power shifted. The aura that had drifted through his body like air now felt as though something were pulling him vertically downward with tremendous force.
“Ugh.”
“Gah. What in the world is this…!”
Marquis Rohade collapsed to his knees alongside the Mages standing nearby.
It felt as though something beneath their feet were dragging them down. The force was so overwhelming that they couldn’t possibly stand.
The situation was much the same for Duke Flone across the warship.
Duke Flone gritted his teeth and struggled to remain kneeling. His gaze fell upon the Experiment Island where Margaret should be.
‘Damn it, my filly should be over there…!’
The smoke that had filled the sky dissipated, revealing a clear blue expanse. The horizontal dimensional rift had completely sealed itself.
All Magic Power in the atmosphere had vanished.
More than that, they could sense that the Magic Power within their bodies had also disappeared entirely. Not only was it difficult to adapt to the changed air currents, but their bodies felt utterly devoid of strength.
Yet they had to regain their composure.
Duke Flone gritted his teeth and forced his weakened body upright. The Knights, blessed with superior physical strength compared to the Mages, remained standing without faltering.
With Magic Power gone, this was the perfect opportunity to swiftly suppress the Mage Association, composed entirely of Mages, and Marquis Rohade himself.
As expected, Marquis Rohade and the Mages aboard his warship appeared to be in a state of panic. Not a single person on the vessel could maintain their footing properly.
“Are you well, Your Grace?”
Diego, commanding the adjacent warship, checked on his condition using a Magic Power amplifier.
Duke Flone nodded once and pointed forward with his finger, signaling an attack. Marcel, commanding the warship on the opposite side, received the signal and nodded in acknowledgment.
They all issued orders to their respective vessels.
“Now! Begin the assault!”
The aftermath of the Magic Power’s disappearance made movement difficult, rendering swift countermeasures impossible, but their condition was far superior to that of the Mages.
Unlike Marquis Rohade’s warship, which showed no signs of movement, Duke Flone’s vessels began to advance slowly.
‘Damn it! Damn it…!’
Marquis Rohade watched the approaching warships and attempted to prepare a counterattack.
However, all Magic Power within his body had vanished, and as a consequence, he couldn’t muster any strength. Faced with this incomprehensible situation, his mind felt as blank as a sheet of white paper.
This was impossible. How could such a thing occur? Magic Power simply… vanishing. This shouldn’t be possible…!
It can’t be… It can’t be…!
Where is Jenas? Where could he be?
Standing at the bow, Marquis Rohade barely managed to grasp the railing and sit down. He had to find Jenas. He would resolve everything. With him here…
“Load the cannons!”
Duke Flone’s commanding voice rang out, brutally shattering Marquis Rohade’s last glimmer of hope.
“Fire!”
With the attack order given, cannons erupted from the warship.
Boom—!
Marquis Rohade, who had been crouched at the bow of the warship, watched his vessel shatter under the barrage. The struck ship lurched violently, and he was thrown hard against the floor.
Boom—!
Another volley of cannon fire followed.
Screeeech—
My ears rang, and I couldn’t gather my senses at all. As I writhed in agony across the floor, a cold, sharp blade suddenly descended toward my neck.
Lifting my head slowly, I saw Duke Flone pressing his foot firmly against my abdomen.
“Are you ready to surrender now?”
“Damn it! Damn it all! This is insane!”
Marquis Rohade screamed and thrashed, but he was already suppressed and couldn’t move freely. Watching him, Duke Flone smiled with contempt.
“Stop your insolence and kneel quietly.”
The words grated against Marquis Rohade’s temper, but there was nothing he could do.
“Bind them all.”
At Duke Flone’s command, the Knights who had boarded the warship began subduing all the Mages.
During this, Duke Flone searched Marquis Rohade’s body and discovered a single sheet of paper, crisply folded, in his jacket’s inner pocket.
It was the Blood Scripture of the Peony Faction that Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s party had been searching for so desperately.
As Duke Flone examined the names written in the Blood Scripture, he learned something astonishing.
The Blood Scripture bore the seal of the Emperor of the Langrid Empire.
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As Yuanna Lucy used her purifying power, the long line that had formed in the sky gradually began to fade.
As the light that had consumed my entire vision slowly dissipated, I could see Margaret Rose Flone, unconscious in Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s arms. Her form was becoming translucent.
“Lady Flone?! Young Lady! What is happening?! The Young Lady is…! Margaret is disappearing…!?”
Archbishop Luzef’s anguished cry pierced the air.
Everyone turned to look at Margaret Rose Flone in shock. Her body had become nearly transparent, with only her outline remaining.
And for some reason, Eun-ji’s form was also gradually fading away alongside Margaret Rose Flone.
“The promise we made—now seems like the right time.”
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid, watching this unfold, turned to Yuanna Lucy and spoke.
‘If Margaret crosses the dimensional gate for everyone’s sake, will she…. Will she survive?’
‘…I cannot guarantee her life or death.’
‘Is there a way for me to cross the dimensional gate after Margaret? I am willing to forfeit my life.’
‘Are you sincere?’
‘Do I appear otherwise?’
‘There is…. There is a method. However, I cannot guarantee success. I have never wielded such tremendous power before….’
‘It matters not. If there is even a one percent chance of hope. That is enough.’
‘…There is a method that Anata once used. To shed the causality of this world that Your Highness was born into, a price is required. Just as when I once brought Margaret from beyond the dimensional gate to this place on the Island.’
It was a request Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid had made to Yuanna Lucy when searching for Jenas and Archbishop Luzef’s whereabouts at the Southern Coast of Langrid.
To help him cross the dimensional gate after Margaret Rose Flone. To do so, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid had to forfeit his own life as the price for defying causality.
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid embraced Margaret Rose Flone, whose form was fading into translucence. He did not release his grip on her.
Yuanna watched him with an anxious expression and urged him earnestly.
“As I’ve said before, I really can’t guarantee anything.”
“As I’ve said before, it’s fine. So I’m asking you to do this.”
And Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid answered with unwavering resolve.
“Wait, what are you talking about? What promise?”
Prince of Asdal’s face showed he couldn’t comprehend the situation. Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid turned slowly to face him.
The Prince of Asdal’s expression, thick with concern for Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid, entered my field of vision.
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid offered a faint smile. So there is someone besides Margaret Rose Flone who thinks of me.
“Prince of Asdal, thank you.”
However, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid was a man whose life had been sustained by Margaret Rose Flone.
Surviving the Imperial Palace, enduring desperately on the Battlefield, becoming Crown Prince, escaping the Island—all of it had been possible because of her.
So I wanted to dedicate my final moments to her.
So she wouldn’t be lonely, so she wouldn’t suffer.
So she wouldn’t feel that her past life had been meaningless. I wanted to show her that her sacrifice hadn’t been in vain, and to remain by her side until the very end. Even if death awaited at that conclusion.
“What? What do you mean by—!”
Prince of Asdal couldn’t finish his question. Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid was coughing up blood.

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