I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 230

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Side Story 15
“Hey, who are you?”
It was then that Margaret spoke to Kaiden.
Margaret stood upon the Frozen Beach.
Kaiden regarded her with a somewhat troubled expression.
He had thoughtlessly drawn her into his unconscious mind, but he had not anticipated that she would suffer short-term amnesia as a consequence.
And of all things, her memories had reverted to the Margaret from before their meeting on the Remote Island.
“Margaret.”
“Who are you to call my name?”
Kaiden appeared momentarily choked with emotion before asking her in a tone brimming with displeasure.
“Did you not wish to see me?”
“What?”
“I wished to see you.”
Margaret did not answer.
To be precise, even her sharp-tongued nature could not muster a response.
For he gazed upon her with an expression as though he might weep.
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At that moment, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s eyes opened as well.
Yet neither Eun-ji nor Margaret appeared beside him.
He rose quietly from where he lay buried in the frigid snow.
“What in the world is this….”
A desolate winter landscape blanketed entirely in pristine white snow.
The terrain seemed hauntingly familiar, and the trees and bushes were not unfamiliar to him.
Everything resembled that era within the Deserted Island Jungle, save for one crucial difference—snow lay thick upon every surface.
That impossible phenomenon awakened him to the truth that this place was not reality.
Then, suddenly, Enoch realized that the ring he had been holding had also vanished.
At the edge of his vision lay an empty box nestled in the snow—the ring case he had brought to propose to Margaret.
He hastily retrieved the ring case from the frigid snow, but its interior was hollow.
The engagement ring that should have rested within was nowhere to be found.
“Damn it.”
He clawed through the frozen snow with his hands. Yet no matter how desperately he searched, the ring eluded him.
His hands grew numb and sensation drained away, yet he refused to yield.
The ring held profound significance for Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
A meaning too vast for words to encompass.
And such a ring at that….
He was unaccustomed to the experience of losing something precious.
For he had never possessed such a thing to begin with.
Enoch clenched his teeth. His hands trembled violently as they searched through the frozen snow.
Then, abruptly, he clenched his fists and rose to his feet.
“Margaret first. Yes. Margaret first.”
I had to regain my composure. Losing something precious should end with just a ring.
Grrrrrowl—
And then, the Wolf-type Magical Beasts surrounding Enoch came into view.
While I’d lost myself searching through the snow for the engagement ring, I’d been encircled by them.
Though unarmed and empty-handed, Enoch remained composed and unflappable, unlike when he’d been searching for the ring.
He lightly evaded the charging Wolf-type Magical Beasts, then grabbed the nearest one’s snout and slammed it to the floor, thinking calmly as he did.
“I think I know who you are.”
The one who created this illusion.
Blood vessels bulged across Enoch’s forehead as he gripped the wolf beast’s snout.
Crack.
Blood vessels also rose and reddened on his forearms as he simultaneously seized the heads of two charging wolves and crushed them with tremendous grip strength.
From the sheer force he exerted, even Enoch’s eyes were bloodshot and crimson.
Enoch’s gaze, drenched in the beast’s blood, gleamed menacingly. Suddenly, he let out a low laugh.
“How pathetic—these beasts are utterly powerless.”
He spoke toward the distant wolf watching him from afar.
“This must be troublesome for you, Lord.”
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“There’s no monster quite like him.”
Kaiden’s new self—the one who couldn’t truly be called Kaiden—clicked his tongue.
“Well. I saw this coming.”
He’d never intended to harm Enoch from the start. He’d only hoped to buy time.
Just as Jenas had done long ago, he’d observed Enoch through the Eyes of Magical Beasts, but it seemed he couldn’t drag this out much longer.
Stopping a monster like Enoch was proving far too burdensome even for this new Kaiden.
Meanwhile,
‘Why is he like that?’
Margaret Rose Flone walked through the snow-laden path, occasionally glancing up at the figure beside her.
The man with luminous silver hair that seemed to hold moonlight and eerie red eyes had his shoulders slumped.
Somehow, he resembled a rabbit.
‘I’ve seen that face somewhere before….’
Then she recalled a certain mage who’d come to the manor days ago and caused a commotion, demanding she halt her Love Potion research experiments.
‘Yes. That was definitely days ago, wasn’t it?’
Only then did she belatedly realize the man was the Great Mage Kaiden Blake Rohade.
“So you’ve remembered who I am?”
At Kaiden’s question, Margaret glanced up at him briefly, hesitating for a moment.
Until just moments ago, she hadn’t known who he was and had treated him carelessly, but now she knew he was a Great Mage.
Yes. Using honorific speech was the right approach.
Once her deliberation ended, Margaret answered.
“I remember now, Great Mage Kaiden Blake Rohade. I saw you days ago, and here we are again. Lord.”
At her cheerful response, Kaiden’s brow furrowed.
“Ah. Yes. My memories were all erased and stopped right there.”
“…What on earth are you saying?”
“Stop calling me Lord. Call me Kaiden.”
“Why should I?”
Now that Margaret knew Kaiden’s true identity, she had no intention of treating him so casually as he suggested.
“Don’t be resentful. Is it because I’m not the real one?”
Margaret didn’t so much as flinch at Kaiden’s retort. Instead, she regarded him as though he were something strange.
She had indeed reverted to the Margaret of old—the one who had eyes only for Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
Kaiden finally let out a sigh.
Whether in the past or now, there remained an insurmountable wall between them. That wall was Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
It was then that Margaret posed a question to him.
“Do you know where this is, Lord?”
Kaiden answered with resignation.
“It’s inside my subconscious, and you’ve been caught up in it.”
“Caught up?”
At Margaret’s puzzled counter-question, Kaiden realized his slip and corrected himself.
“No, I meant you. Just you.”
“Why did I suddenly get caught up in this? I was at the Flone Estate the whole time.”
Margaret searched her memory.
‘I remember I was composing a marriage proposal to send to the Crown Prince at the estate until just before I opened my eyes here. That’s strange.’
It seemed I had been letting Innis and Rosemary’s reproaches about their obsession with Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid go in one ear and out the other….
Or was it not that time?
If it wasn’t then, what was I doing just before?
“…I don’t know either. We’ll have to find a way out from here.”
Kaiden did not tell her that she had lost some of her memories, nor did he mention any way to escape.
Because telling her that would inevitably lead to speaking of Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
Despair settled over Margaret’s face. Looking at that expression, Kaiden’s chest ached unbearably.
He realized that being alone with him in this place was not a joyful thing for the Margaret of the past.
As Kaiden quietly reflected on their relationship, he suddenly spoke.
“I’ve wondered what it would have been like if I had been the beginning.”
“What?”
“If you had opened your eyes on that beach with me instead. Wouldn’t the outcome have been different?”
“The beach? You mean when I woke up just now? What are you talking about? Speak clearly, Lord.”
Margaret tilted her head in confusion. She reproached him in speech that was neither casual nor formal.
Since Margaret’s only memory of waking on a beach was from the Frozen Beach just moments ago, her reaction was only natural.
Kaiden laughed with a bitter expression.
“Come to think of it, if that were the case, I would have held you forever on that island. I wouldn’t have wanted to leave.”
She stopped.
Margaret halted her steps upon hearing those words.
‘What is this bastard? Is he just a pervert?’
As she entertained such thoughts, Kaiden continued speaking as though to himself.
“I’m truly asleep. That’s why I, the version of myself in this unconscious space, can be active.”
“So you’re not the Great Mage Kaiden?”
“I am Kaiden, yet I’m not. I’m one of the selves sleeping within him. When the main body awakens, I’ll vanish like a mirage.”
He spoke words she couldn’t comprehend—something about a sleeping self—but the profound sadness in his eyes prevented Margaret from asking anything further.
She couldn’t fathom how she’d ended up in his unconscious mind in the first place.
Since Kaiden himself claimed ignorance, there was no way for her to discover the answer.
“Never mind the cause. Lord, do you have any idea how to escape from here?”
Kaiden, upon hearing her question, simply gazed at her without responding. Then he fell silent for a long while, as if lost in thought.
“…There’s only us two here, Margaret.”
“I know that without you saying it. It’s like a deserted island.”
And it was bitterly cold.
She happened to be wearing a summer dress, which left much of her skin exposed.
She’d wanted to mention it earlier, but this place was unbearably frigid. Margaret felt her fingers and exposed skin beginning to freeze.
The situation was becoming serious.
Kaiden, who had been watching her quietly, removed the mage’s cloak he wore. Then he extended one arm and wrapped it around her shoulders.
“Let’s share it.”
Because of Kaiden’s considerable build, when he draped the cloak over her shoulders, she found herself pressed close against him, nestled within the fabric.
Margaret narrowed the space between her eyebrows and swatted his hand away. The cloak fluttered and fell to the ground.
“Don’t try anything.”
Kaiden picked up the cloak without concern and draped it over her shoulders again, his eyes crinkling with amusement.
“I have no ulterior motive. Your body temperature is dropping continuously.”
That was true.
She was now dangerously cold, shivering so violently her body trembled.
Margaret deliberated for a long time. But as time passed, she felt her fingers growing numb and unresponsive.
Enoch’s face kept appearing before her eyes. Yet on this deserted island, there was only Kaiden and Margaret.
According to Kaiden’s words, survival left them no choice but to cooperate.
‘Yes. It’s for survival.’
In the end, she could only nod in agreement.
“I know of a cabin nearby….”
He spoke with a peculiar excitement, then suddenly swallowed the rest of his words. After a moment of silence, he said something different.
“Magical Beasts might appear there, so let’s go somewhere else.”
And so Kaiden led Margaret to a large cave.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been here.”
Then he uttered words she couldn’t decipher.
Margaret narrowed the space between her eyebrows as she watched Kaiden speak incomprehensibly.
Ever since their first meeting, he had spoken only in riddles she couldn’t understand.
Days ago, that man had come to the manor demanding she cease sponsoring Love Potion research, and he’d wreaked havoc as if ready to kill. Yet somehow, he seemed different now.
It felt unsettling, but the unfamiliar environment frightened her, the cold was unbearable, he was a man of confirmed identity, and he was being kind.
Margaret followed him into the cave with lingering doubt.
“You said this is inside the Lord’s unconscious mind. Can’t you control the weather or anything else here?”
Kaiden fell silent for a moment at her question, his expression contemplative.
After a long pause, he finally answered.
“Yeah. I can’t.”
What was this lukewarm response?
“Pathetic.”
“Right. I’m pathetic.”
Kaiden answered Margaret’s cold assessment with composure, as if he had come to understand how to handle her to some degree.
Margaret, having delivered her own scathing evaluation first, felt somewhat awkward and closed her mouth.
‘Making me feel sorry…’
Where had that unlucky and arrogant man from a few days ago disappeared to?
For now, she sat beside Kaiden in the Cave with a somewhat softened demeanor, sharing his Cloak and pressing close against him.
And strangely, Kaiden’s body was warm.
Without thinking, she leaned closer to him, and he pulled her shoulder more firmly into his embrace, saying.
“If you’re cold, get closer.”

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