I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 250

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Part 2
(Side Story)
Episode 8
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I was humming to myself when my ear suddenly itched terribly.
‘What’s this? Is someone talking about me?’
The sensation was unbearable.
The Prince of Asdal immediately pointed out what he was witnessing.
“How unbecoming of a former Crown Princess—scratching your ear with your finger like that. Utterly frivolous.”
“What, does a Crown Princess never clean her ears? Then what about earwax? That’s disgusting.”
I shuddered visibly at the thought, and the Prince of Asdal sighed, shaking his head in disapproval.
For some reason, that reaction bothered me.
It bothered me even more because it was the Prince of Asdal, of all people.
‘Come to think of it, I don’t think I used to be like this.’
These were habits and mannerisms I’d abandoned after becoming Empress.
Perhaps it was nostalgia for the past that stirred these old Lee Jin-ju tendencies back to life without my realizing it.
But then again, what did it matter? I wasn’t an Empress here.
I’d been trying not to think about the Langrid Imperial Palace. If I did, I’d miss my children and my husband.
I’d miss Innis and Rosemary, and my parents.
‘Which is exactly why I need to find Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid and steal a kiss.’
Even if Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid despised me, he was still Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
And more importantly, he carried a fragment of my husband’s soul.
Wouldn’t that be acceptable?
My eyes gleamed as I devised my ambitious plan to steal a kiss from Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
The Prince of Asdal beside me nagged about putting away that unsettling glint in my eyes, but I ignored him.
I had no interest in hearing such complaints from a pervert who enjoyed being manipulated by me.
In any case, the Prince of Asdal and I continued our search for a suitable place to sleep.
We couldn’t settle for terrain that was too low-lying.
Moisture would soak our clothes, and we’d be vulnerable to insect attacks.
We also had to avoid areas with Beast tracks or flattened grass.
‘A slightly sloped terrain would be ideal.’
Perhaps on a rocky slope, or atop Tree Roots.
And a location that was open on one side but sheltered on the other would be perfect.
It would make it easy to secure an escape route if things went wrong.
‘You agree with me on this, don’t you, System?’
There’s no response when I call. It’s unfortunate that the system lacks conversational functionality since it’s not an AI.
As I explained to the Prince of Asdal the specific terrain features I was looking for in a sleeping location, he regarded me with an odd expression.
“I know. I know. I’ve received that look plenty of times before.”
The Prince of Asdal from where I came from used to look at me with that same expression.
It was familiar. The Prince of Asdal opened his mouth as if to say something, moved his lips a couple of times, then closed it again.
In the meantime, we arrived at a place with an unobstructed view. It was a vast Riverside.
‘Wait… this place…’
It was the River where I’d encountered the Anaconda. And where I’d found the Island’s Map.
‘Setting up a tent in a place so visible from the Riverside is impossible. The Anaconda will emerge.’
The camping trailer maintained its form for 3-4 hours, but items removed from it lasted considerably longer.
I’d carried the Compass all day and it remained intact.
But even that disappeared after two days.
‘Two days is enough, really.’
In any case, I concluded that setting up a tent in the Grassland near the Riverside would be ideal.
“Ah, yes. With the River so near, this location seems quite suitable for Camping. However, without proper bedding Equipment, perhaps we should gather Tree Branches and Fallen Leaves instead.”
The Prince of Asdal had no idea what a tent was, so it made sense he’d say such things even after seeing the interior of the camping trailer.
“Don’t worry. I’ve already thought it all through…”
I trailed off mid-sentence and closed my mouth.
[⚠System Warning]
[External Life Form Approaching Detected]
[Threat Level: B-07]
[Form Analysis in Progress…]
[Results Confirmed]
[Threat Target: ‘Wolf’]
[Distance: 27 meters]
[Status: Detected / Approach Speed Increasing]
A hologram materialized before my eyes, flashing frantically in red as it warned me.
“I say, madam. Why did you stop speaking…”
“Shh. Wolves.”
Rustle. Rustle.
The sound of grass being carefully trampled reached my ears.
I had to strain to hear it. They were moving with keen precision as they hunted for prey.
When the wind stilled, crimson eyes gleamed between the Tree Leaves, cutting through the darkness.
There wasn’t just one. Two, three, the soft sound of footsteps crushing grass continued unabated. There had to be at least five of them.
Cold sweat dripped down my face.
‘I haven’t even farmed Alea Flares yet.’
And in that moment,
Auuuuu-!
One of the wolves howled. The howl was so sudden that I startled, and the Prince of Asdal stepped on a Tree Branch.
Crack-
Damn it.
The wolves simultaneously turned their heads toward us. Their eyes glowed in the shadows.
After a moment of silence,
Kwaaaang-!
They charged toward us in unison.
“Run!”
I grabbed the Prince of Asdal’s hand and bolted forward.
We tore through the bushes, vaulted over wooden posts, and sprinted with everything we had.
Thud—thud thud thud—!
The wolves pursuing us from behind moved with equally impressive speed. And surprisingly, the Prince of Asdal ran quite well.
Come to think of it, the Prince of Asdal I knew had decent physical strength and muscle mass.
[※※※WARNING※※※]
[Survival rate is plummeting rapidly.]
[The Transmigrator Survival Support System is activating emergency response mode.]
Emergency response mode? Such a thing exists?
[Biological Response Suppression Mode]
[Sustainable Duration 00:01:59]
In that instant, the air froze solid.
My heart was still beating, yet I heard nothing.
Even the sensation of blood flowing ceased, as if everything had come to a standstill.
I couldn’t breathe, and my body became heavy as lead—I collapsed to the ground.
“My lady? My lady! Are you all right?!”
The Prince of Asdal tried to help me up in alarm, but it wasn’t easy.
I wanted to speak, but no words came out.
“Damn it. My lady, we need to shake those beasts off. This won’t work as is.”
The Prince of Asdal said that, and then—
“I’ll draw them away.”
“…?!”
In a flash, he released my hand, shoved me deep into the grassland, and meticulously covered me with fallen leaves. Then he turned and ran.
Whistle—
He even whistled to draw their attention.
Everything happened so suddenly that I couldn’t react properly.
I’d been careless, never expecting the Prince of Asdal to do something like this.
By the time I could have pushed through the grassland, the wolf pack was already racing past in front of me—escape was impossible.
Wolves have keen olfaction. Yet despite this, they only sniffed in front of me without detecting my presence.
Soon, the beasts faded into the distance, following the Prince of Asdal’s whistle.
[Biological Response Suppression Mode]
[Sustainable Duration 00:00:26]
‘Is the Prince of Asdal all right?’
My anxiety was overwhelming. I couldn’t stay like this.
But my body wouldn’t move. My limbs felt ice-cold.
I suspected this ‘Biological Response Suppression Mode’ might be limiting the exposure of my biological signals.
[Biological Response Suppression Mode]
[Sustainable Duration 00:00:00]
And as the duration of the ‘Biological Response Suppression Mode’ reached zero, I regained control of my body.
Warmth finally began to seep back into my cold body. But there was no time for this.
“Can you locate the Prince of Asdal’s position? Or at least tell me where the wolves are?”
[The requested information is currently inaccessible.]
I couldn’t tell if this system was actually useful or just a hindrance.
“Can you at least confirm whether the Prince of Asdal is safe?”
[Target entity detected.]
[Recognizing target…]
[Recognition complete.]
[Target: Prince of Asdal Theo Ramus Hestia]
[Biometric signals detected.]
[Vital functions maintained within normal parameters.]
[No immediate threat to life detected.]
I exhaled sharply.
I pressed a hand to my chest. At least it seemed the system could provide this kind of information.
‘Still, as long as those wolves are prowling around, he’s in danger. The Prince of Asdal’s Survival Skills are lacking, after all.’
I had to find him.
I moved cautiously in the direction the wolves had disappeared, then retrieved weapons from the camping trailer—a Flare, a Knife, and other useful items.
‘Please be safe.’
If the Prince of Asdal died here, I had a feeling it would be my fault.
No matter that this world was a temporary anomaly born from an error in the Original Dimension, no matter that it would vanish once I reclaimed Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s soul fragment, I doubted I could escape the guilt.
Yet… one day passed, then two, and I still couldn’t find where the Prince of Asdal had gone.

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