I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 274

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Part 2
(Side Story)
Episode 32
The continuous natural disasters were the twisted dimension’s call searching for Margaret Rose Flone’s soul. To stop the natural disasters, Margaret Rose Flone had to be offered up.
But if that happened, Margaret Rose Flone would die. Yet if I ignored the natural disasters, the world would face destruction.
For Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid, life and death were determined solely by Margaret Rose Flone’s existence.
So to avoid sacrificing Margaret Rose Flone, I had to sacrifice myself.
It was an obvious choice.
A life without Margaret Rose Flone, a life where she suffered—such an existence held no value.
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid wanted to find a method beyond the given options.
Even if it meant sacrificing myself.
‘How exactly did Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid fragment his own soul? That remains a mystery.’
The sheer genius of fragmenting one’s soul and distributing it to versions of himself in other parallel dimensions to appease the enraged dimensions—I can scarcely fathom how such a brilliant idea came to be.
‘Though I do have a suspicion…’
In truth, when Kaiden explained to Margaret Rose Flone that she needed to gather Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s soul fragments, I told one lie.
“It seems he hopes you’ll come searching for him.”
“Across other parallel worlds.”
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid never wished for such a thing.
But Kaiden had no choice but to tell Margaret Rose Flone this—circumstances he couldn’t speak of aloud. Of course, it was a choice made for Margaret Rose Flone and Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s sake.
Lying about knowing nothing of the System fell within the same reasoning.
I couldn’t speak the truth at that moment. The constraints placed upon a Transcendent were truly excessive…
Lost in contemplation, Kaiden approached the bookshelf on the Research Laboratory wall. As he withdrew several books, the bookshelf door opened.
Inside lay a small Secret Chamber, roughly fifty square feet. At its center was a Magic Circle drawn upon the floor.
Sealing stones inscribed with luminous blue characters surrounded the Magic Circle.
Within the center of the Magic Circle lay countless jagged crystalline mineral stones that gleamed with silver radiance—recently discovered and collected. They belonged to Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
More precisely, they were what Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid had collected from each location whenever the natural disaster problem was resolved.
“These definitely aren’t from this world.”
Even Kaiden couldn’t determine precisely which world these crystals originated from.
But at minimum, I could infer that Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid was searching for the source of these crystals, and in doing so, had discovered that they came from another dimension.
Perhaps he used the power of these crystals to fragment his soul, but I haven’t the faintest idea how.
Yet as Margaret Rose Flone searches for Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s fragmented soul, she will undoubtedly reach the source of these crystals.
“Because this power derives from the source.”
These crystals desired Margaret Rose Flone.
The crystals don’t speak, but the moment one makes contact with them, sudden understanding dawns.
It was as though these crystals conveyed an intangible message.
The reason remained unknown. Perhaps Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid also heard this message from the crystals and sensed the danger.
The moment I discovered the crystals Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid had gathered, I tried to contact Margaret Rose Flone, but communications were severed. The reason for that, too, I don’t know.
Kaiden gazed quietly at the crystals before succumbing to self-reproach.
By becoming a Transcendent, I had become equivalent to a dimensional guardian.
Yet I entered Hibernation at the most critical time when the dimension needed stabilization, so it was hardly strange that such circumstances arose.
“I need to get myself together.”
That was what I had to do.
Communicating with Margaret Rose Flone through the communication channel alone wasn’t enough.
I needed another, more direct way to help her.
“It’s time to move.”
I unsealed the Magic Circle.
As I swept my hand through the air, the crystals stacked upon the Magic Circle flowed into my palm.
“Wait, Margaret Rose Flone. Reinforcements are coming.”
Kaiden’s red eyes gleamed with determination.
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“You’re alive! I was wrong!”
The moment Margaret Rose Flone fell, a thunderbolt struck through Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s heart. It was truly a lightning-like emotion.
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid hurriedly untied the rope and descended along the wall.
Landing among the bushes, he frantically searched for Margaret Rose Flone. His rough hands tearing through the vegetation betrayed his anxiety.
His face was expressionless, but his movements told a different story.
His steps forward were heavy and relentless. He resembled an active volcano on the verge of eruption.
Then, at last, he found her—two Margaret Rose Flones grappling with each other among the bushes, rolling across the ground.
‘Two Margaret Rose Flones?’
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid doubted his own eyes.
The two women rolling on the ground, one gripping the other’s collar and the other her hair, both bore Margaret Rose Flone’s face.
They wore identical clothes, carried identical equipment, and bore wounds in the same places.
Contrary to what he’d expected to be a dire situation, they appeared far too unharmed. More than unharmed—they seemed to overflow with strength.
After grappling for some time, the two women finally noticed Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
“Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid!”
“Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid!”
Both women called out to him simultaneously. Then they eyed each other warily once more.
“Don’t trust this woman.”
“Don’t trust this woman.”
They pointed at each other while uttering identical words, then seized each other’s hair again.
“Let go.”
“You let go first.”
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid stood speechless, watching the two women. If left alone, they seemed as though they would fight endlessly.
“You fake. Do you have a System Window? A Keyring?”
“No. Because I’m the real one.”
Suddenly, one of the Margaret Rose Flones grew serious, released her grip on the other’s hair, and turned to face Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
“This Uninhabited Island is a place where Magic doesn’t work, isn’t it? Using a Magical Tool like a Keyring doesn’t make sense. Even if I crossed over from another dimension, that’s impossible. There’s only one person who can freely use Magic Power in this place. And you’ve seen that man too, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid. This woman is his accomplice.”
The Margaret Rose Flone without the Keyring argued that the one with the Keyring—the one who had been with Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid all along—was the fake. And her argument was quite plausible.
In fact, there was logically no way to refute it.
As he listened to her words seriously, the Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring looked at him in panic.
“Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid, you believe her? That’s a monster cloned from me. You saw the creature that emerged from our Subterranean Lake earlier. It’s that thing!”
She wore an expression of disbelief.
Her gaze screamed that she couldn’t comprehend him at all.
She continued to press the matter.
“Did you lie when you said you synchronized with my husband’s memories?”
“Why would I fabricate such a falsehood?”
“Then how could you possibly confuse me with that cloned monster?”
Upon hearing this, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid fell into contemplation.
If she were truly her husband, could he distinguish between them so effortlessly?
At that moment, Margaret Rose Flone without the Keyring immediately countered.
“Enoch, don’t be deceived. That creature has replicated all my memories with my husband.”
The face of Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring flushed crimson.
Her lips trembled violently.
Yet it was fleeting—barely composing herself, she gazed up at Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid with eyes grown cold.
Here, Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring failed to persuade Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid with logical reasoning, unlike her counterpart without it.
But fundamentally…
Whether it was Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring or without it, or Margaret Rose Flone from a parallel world—the fact remained unchanged. So what did it matter to him?
What mattered to him was only the Witch Margaret Rose Flone, wasn’t it?
Placing the Witch Margaret Rose Flone back upon the gallows.
Exacting his revenge upon her.
That alone was what truly mattered to him, wasn’t it?
“Enoch. We need to raise our body temperature. Hold my hand. Elevated body temperature is lethal to the Strange Life Forms. We must raise our temperature so they can’t touch us.”
Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring extended her hand toward Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid. But the hand she offered was immediately blocked by Margaret Rose Flone without the Keyring.
“Do you believe her? Raising body temperature only makes us better prey for the Strange Life Forms. We need to lower our temperature.”
And at the claim of Margaret Rose Flone without the Keyring, flames ignited once more in the eyes of Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring.
What happened next unfolded in an instant—so swiftly that even Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s eyes could barely follow.
Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring suppressed Margaret Rose Flone without the Keyring.
In a flash, she seized her by the hair, slammed her to the floor, and pressed down on her back with crushing force.
Her physical strength was beyond imagination—Margaret Rose Flone without the Keyring couldn’t resist and lay pinned helplessly against the ground.
“I’m in combat mode right now. I should have dealt with you long ago, but I left you alone because I was curious about your true identity.”
Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring was clearly furious.
She looked up at Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid immediately.
“Enoch, choose. Now.”
At the words of both women, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s weary face performed a dry face washing before he slowly opened his mouth.
“Choose? Why should I?”
At that, the movements of Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring, who had been suppressing her counterpart, came to a halt.
Bewilderment flickered across the face of Margaret Rose Flone with the Keyring.
Then Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid drove the wedge deeper.
“I have no interest in which of you is the real one.”

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