I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 214

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Chapter 214
I heard that the Emperor’s seal had been found in Marquis Rohade’s Blood Scripture. It was utterly astonishing. The Emperor, who appeared to be supporting Enoch, was actually part of the Peony Faction.
They say Marquis Rohade was able to disappear without a trace, evading all our eyes, solely because he had the Emperor’s backing.
It seemed he had been weighing his options between the Peony Faction and us. Regardless of who won, he intended to side with the victor. His direct visit to the Southern Coast of Langrid was supposedly a plan to recover the Blood Scripture that Marquis Rohade possessed.
However, he apparently never anticipated that my father, Duke Flone himself, would personally come to our aid. In the end, he failed to achieve his objective.
I had suspected the Emperor was not a good man. Perhaps that was something Enoch understood better than anyone. After all, he was the man who had driven his own children to death and left Enoch in such a state.
Enoch showed no surprise or confusion upon confirming the truth. As if he had foreseen everything.
I wondered if the execution of the Peony Faction might be the moment to wash away all of Enoch’s past suffering and pain at once.
Of course, it would be the moment not only for Enoch, but for Kaiden, the Prince of Asdal, Yuanna, and all those who had been sacrificed by them over the years to have their grievances resolved.
The execution took place at Langrid Plaza. Since people from other nations had gathered as well, it was extremely crowded.
Having relied on Magic Power for so long, the world fell into tremendous chaos when that power vanished. Thus, when it became known that the Peony Faction was the cause of the Magic Power’s disappearance, the entire continent’s fury toward them was immense.
I heard that representatives of the Allied Nations had quelled the near-riots by publicly executing the Peony Faction.
All of the people’s anger was directed at the Peony Faction. They had become public enemies.
Whether they had been tortured severely or not, the bodies of those ascending the platform one after another were in poor condition.
The fact that those standing there included the Emperor and Empress of the Langrid Empire, the Pope, and Marquis Rohade, among many other high-ranking officials, only further inflamed the public’s fury.
As the faces of the Peony Faction members ascending the platform became visible, the crowd grew extremely agitated.
Kill them! Kill them!
I briefly covered my ears against the roaring shouts of the enraged and excited crowd. Enoch and the representatives of the Allied Nations appeared on the platform.
“Step back a bit.”
The Prince of Asdal pulled me away as I was being jostled by the crowd. Eun-ji, nestled in my Dress Pocket, squirmed uncomfortably.
Soon after, I watched as the Peony Faction members were beheaded one by one on the guillotine.
“No! This can’t be! Aaaah!”
Marquis Rohade struggled and thrashed until the very end, finally meeting his death as a Knight standing nearby directly severed his neck with a Sword.
It was a clean and utterly anticlimactic death. Perhaps because I had overcome the great mountain that was Jenas, I felt little emotional impact watching the Peony Faction die.
Of course, thanks to the Prince of Asdal covering my eyes with his hand, I was able to avoid directly witnessing the beheading.
“How anticlimactic. So many people died over a thousand years because of those wretches.”
“That’s simply how the world works. Things that seem grand often prove to be nothing when examined closely, yet people always live in fear of something they cannot see.”
The Prince of Asdal answered calmly. Yet watching his expression as he clenched his teeth and glared at the platform, it seemed his heart was not as composed as his words.
“This will never happen again. Creating such a world is my dream for the future.”
I nodded at the Prince of Asdal’s murmur.
“I’m curious about the world Your Highness will create.”
At my words, the Prince of Asdal turned to look at me. He gazed at me quietly with an inscrutable expression, stroking his chin.
What is this? Why is he looking at me like that?
Feeling uncomfortable, I was about to say something when the Prince of Asdal suddenly spoke.
“What I said before still stands.”
“What you said before?”
“In Hestia, the Crown Prince position is vacant….”
“My, you’re here?”
Yuanna appeared, cutting off the Prince of Asdal’s words. She linked her arm through mine without hesitation and looked at us brightly.
“What were you two discussing?”
And Prince of Asdal scrutinized Yuanna Lucy as he asked.
“Did you know and deliberately interfere?”
“I’m not sure what you mean.”
Yuanna Lucy answered with an utterly innocent expression, then posed a question to us.
“Archbishop Luzef has gone to prepare for the coronation. We should be heading out as well.”
At her words, I gazed back toward the platform. There, standing among the Knights as he issued orders, I locked eyes with Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
When our eyes met, a smile graced Enoch’s lips. Seeing that smile, I found myself smiling in return.
“Hmm… I certainly can’t defeat Enoch.”
I chose to ignore what Prince of Asdal was muttering beside me.
In any case, the fate of the Peony Faction, which had committed atrocities for a thousand years, was truly pathetic.
As Prince of Asdal said, such is the way of the world. In truth, even those who appeared to be great villains often amounted to nothing when truly examined.
I decided to stop dwelling on the suffering I had endured because of these wretches. Instead, I chose to reflect on how I had grown through my trials.
And I resolved to cherish those who remained by my side. After all, life is too short not to spend it loving those we hold dear.
The execution of the Peony Faction was followed immediately by the Pope’s coronation. Perhaps because it was a religious ceremony following the vanquishing of evil, the people’s reaction was extraordinary.
The Mage Association had completely collapsed, yet the Papal Court had not—quite ironic indeed. Of course, the Papal Court’s trust and authority had plummeted.
But I found myself thinking that if religion could not disappear from this world, it was better that Archbishop Luzef be its leader.
The papal coronation was held at the Heimbridge Grand Cathedral in the Capital of Langrid.
Though Holy Power had vanished, Yuanna Lucy, as the last Saint remaining in the world, took on the role of offering blessings for the newly appointed Pope, Archbishop Luzef.
Thus I waited in the Grand Cathedral with Prince of Asdal and Diego Bastian Vilterheim for Archbishop Luzef to make his entrance.
“I never thought I’d use the word ‘beautiful’ to describe a man. It seems to suit the Archbishop—no, the Pope perfectly.”
At Prince of Asdal’s murmur, I finally turned to look toward the entrance. There stood Archbishop Luzef, dressed in a neat ceremonial robe over a white cassock, wearing the papal tiara upon his head.
Though his attire was not extravagant, his pristine and beautiful appearance lent an even greater sense of nobility and sanctity to the ceremony.
Walking slowly while attended by two Archbishops, Archbishop Luzef underwent the sacred baptismal rite of becoming Pope and received the vows of obedience from the twelve Archbishops, truly becoming the Pope.
Unlike the grand papal coronations of the past, this ceremony, conducted with utmost simplicity and humility, left a deep impression upon people’s minds.
It carried with it the people’s hope that a new world would dawn with the elevation of this new Pope.
And I believed that Archbishop Luzef would succeed. He had overcome far greater trials than this without faltering.
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After the coronation, Prince of Asdal returned immediately to Hestia.
It was when I boarded the carriage after exchanging farewells with Diego Bastian Vilterheim, Yuanna Lucy, and Archbishop Luzef.
“Miss, I shall take the driver’s seat. Please rest comfortably.”
Vanessa considerately climbed onto the driver’s seat. Thanks to her thoughtfulness, I was able to sit alone in the carriage with my weary body and gather my thoughts.
Thus I was on my way back to Duke Flone’s Mansion in the capital of Beneton. I was gazing blankly out the carriage window when the carriage suddenly came to a halt.
“Huh…?”
From the driver’s seat, I heard Vanessa’s startled voice before it cut off.
Wondering what had happened, just as I was about to open the carriage door and step out, someone entered the carriage. First, long silver hair came into my field of vision.
Tensed with caution, I confirmed the man’s face and was utterly startled.
“Kaiden?!”
Kaiden, his hair grown long past his shoulders and tied back, scratched the back of his head as he looked down at me.
His eyes flickered between crimson and gold for a moment before gradually settling into a deep red.
“Margaret Rose Flone, are you well? Are you unharmed?”
He greeted me as though we had met yesterday, then settled into the seat across from me.
With a sigh, he ran his fingers through his hair, and with a troubled expression, he glanced at me before asking.
“May I hold you?”
“What?”
“Your answer is taking too long.”
He drew close and pulled me into a deep embrace. But wait—he didn’t even give me time to answer, and now he’s complaining that I’m slow?
“Are you really Kaiden?”
I asked while nestled against him. His eye color seemed strange just now, and his hair had grown far too long.
With the endless string of unbelievable events lately, I found myself asking again and again.
“Haa….”
Instead of answering, Kaiden buried his face in my shoulder and breathed deeply, as though savoring my scent with each rumination.
“I missed you, Margaret.”
Kaiden’s voice reached my ear once more. This scent, this voice, this sharp manner of speaking—it was unmistakably him.
I remained tense in his embrace, then buried my own face against his shoulder.
In an instant, the tension dissolved. Thank goodness. Kaiden was safe. Truly, I was grateful.
“Are you alright? Is your body well?”
I grasped his shoulders and pulled him back to examine his complexion. Slowly, I lifted my hand and touched his cheek. At that, he leaned into my palm and closed his eyes.
“I was worried.”
At my words, his eyelashes trembled softly. Soon after, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at me.
“Margaret, I still love you so much.”
At those words, I held my breath. Kaiden then lifted his head. His intense gaze settled quietly upon mine.
Kaiden showed no disturbance. His expression was serene, like someone who had foreseen both beginning and end.
“I….”
“Don’t answer. I already know your answer.”
Kaiden cut off my response, and I closed my mouth as he wished.
“Perhaps this ending was destined from the start. Because of my obsession with overcoming the limitations of the Rohade Family and my own self, I had no room to think of anything else.”
“There’s no such thing as a predetermined ending.”
Unable to hold back any longer, I answered. Kaiden smiled and stroked my hair.
“Margaret, even so, I am satisfied now. I have filled all the voids in my life.”
A smile graced his lips. It was the first time I had seen him smile in such a way—so at ease, so genuinely happy.
Kaiden was smiling with a look of happiness. It was joyful, yet the joy was so overwhelming that tears threatened to spill.
“I accomplished what Jenas could not.”
“I heard. It’s remarkable, truly. You’re amazing.”
“Now, at last, I feel like a perfect version of myself.”
Kaiden smiled brightly and gently stroked my hair.
“And now I intend to enter hibernation.”
At those words that followed, I froze.

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