I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 286

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Part 2
(Side Story)
Episode 44
I couldn’t make sense of what was happening or how any of it fit together.
Had they captured the Peony Faction? Or had they simply failed to find evidence proving my false accusation?
If neither, then perhaps my colleagues on Alea Island had never believed me from the start?
That possibility couldn’t be ruled out. They despised me, after all. They wanted me dead.
My heart settled into a strange calm.
A heavy stone seemed to press down upon my chest.
I had already stood trial and been sentenced to death. The moment that verdict fell, my noble status became meaningless. And now that I’d escaped, there was no need for further proceedings—they had all the justification they needed to march me to the gallows.
‘I need to steel myself.’
Dying here? I’m not afraid of that.
What terrifies me is failing to retrieve my husband’s soul fragment from Enoch in this world.
“System. If that happens, what do I do?”
[Analyzing request…]
[Analysis complete]
[Should you fail to secure ‘Enoch’s Soul Fragment’ in this dimension, the mission will be marked as ‘Incomplete’.]
[Result processing: A new parallel dimension will be automatically generated.]
[The identical mission will be reassigned in the generated dimension.]
[Difficulty and environmental variables cannot be predicted.]
[※※※WARNING※※※]
[If you fail to obtain the soul fragment in this dimension, you will be transferred to the next dimension, and return is impossible.]
Whether fortunate or unfortunate.
My mind grew deeply troubled. After coming this far, if another parallel dimension reset, it would feel utterly hollow.
Yet at the same time, knowing that failure in this mission wouldn’t destroy everything brought a strange reassurance.
‘Still, I’ll do my best. At least I need to see Enoch’s face here before I die.’
And I need to ask him. What were you doing while I was locked away in prison? Did you believe me?
I need to understand what happened, even if I die knowing it.
“System. Activate Transmigrator Survival Mode and Battle Mode.”
[Transmigrator Survival Mode activated.]
[Battle Mode activated.]
Both Transmigrator Survival Mode and Battle Mode were now active.
Transmigrator Survival Mode triggered automatically depending on circumstances, so I remained anxious about how this entity would manipulate my body.
Battle Mode, however, was something I could control directly, which made it stable and reliable.
‘I can escape. I can do this.’
I’ll escape and meet Enoch no matter what.
I quickly scanned beneath the gallows, my eyes tracing possible escape routes.
That’s when it happened.
A piercing scream tore through the air—
Commotion erupted from the back of the crowd. Armed soldiers were advancing through the masses with intimidating force.
What is this? What on earth is happening?
I narrowed my eyes, peering toward the center of the commotion, and was greatly startled.
The face of the man at the center was familiar. It was Enoch.
Enoch entered the Plaza alongside armed Imperial Guards. Diego stood beside him.
“System. What exactly is going on here?”
I asked the system window upon witnessing this spectacle, but
[This request cannot be answered.]
The response that came back was, as expected, evasive.
Of course. This damnable evasive system window refused to divulge anything important this time either.
“The Transmigrator Survival Mode is still active, right?”
[Transmigrator Survival Mode (Active Status)]
I rebuked the system with a tone tinged with dissatisfaction.
“Right. If Transmigrator Survival Mode is active, you’re supposed to protect me. I’m literally one step away from execution right now. Explain to me why I’m standing on the gallows.”
[This request cannot be answered.]
This is infuriating.
“Why can’t you disclose information when Transmigrator Survival Mode is active? What does that even mean?”
“Hey. Can you keep quiet?”
A Prison Guard struck the back of my head.
I was an Empress in that other world, yet here I was losing all dignity.
The executioners, who had been flustered by the commotion erupting from the crowd, soon seemed to reach a decision and hauled me to my feet. It appeared they had resolved to carry out the execution with haste.
“Wait, please. Sir Philip. This doesn’t seem right. This isn’t an authorized execution.”
And I heard one executioner whisper to another with perfect clarity.
“That’s right, Philip. Those look like Imperial Guards, and we need to stop this quickly before there’s trouble….”
At someone’s words, the executioner who appeared to be the highest-ranking among them asserted his authority.
“You crazy bastards. Can’t you keep quiet? This is an order from above. The Peony Faction. This order supersedes even the royal decree. What will the Imperial Guard do about it? Get your heads straight!”
Listening to their exchange, I finally grasped why this execution was being rushed through so hastily.
‘These damned Peony Faction members are a nuisance everywhere.’
At least it was fortunate that my colleagues’ disbelief in me hadn’t caused this outcome.
Though something welled up inside me, I swallowed it down and composed myself.
Then, led by the executioners’ hands, I stood before the gallows with both my wrists bound.
A snare descended before my face, swaying in the breeze.
Kyaaaaaaah—!
In the distance, chaos still raged, but those standing at the very front of the gathered crowd shouted for my execution without disturbance. Yet the rear sections were already collapsing, the densely packed masses scattering like waves.
And cutting through that throng, a man walked toward me alongside the Imperial Guards with steady strides.
“It is Your Highness the Crown Prince! All show proper respect!”
Diego, the commander of the Imperial Guard, cried out. At the word “Crown Prince,” startled people hurriedly cleared a path for them.
“The Imperial Guard? Did they just say Crown Prince?”
“Why has His Highness the Crown Prince come here?”
“He must have come to witness the execution.”
“But the Imperial Guard is fully armed?”
“Good heavens. What on earth is happening?”
Whispers rippled through the crowd, mouth to mouth, until they reached my ears.
I too was taken aback.
Was Enoch arriving here with the Imperial Guard something I could interpret positively?
If he’d merely come to witness the execution, there would be no need to arrive so imposingly with the Imperial Guard in tow.
It was then that Diego continued shouting.
“Halt the execution at once! All who resist shall be charged with treason!”
The surroundings fell deathly silent.
In the midst of that eerie quiet, the crowd, flustered and exchanging nervous glances, parted to make way for Enoch and the Knights.
He’d ordered the execution to stop.
Finally, he’d told them to stop!
My face brightened as I watched Enoch and the Imperial Guard approaching from afar with genuine relief.
He believed my words.
‘That’s right. Enoch, with your favorability over ninety percent, you’d have no conscience if you didn’t trust me.’
Only then did I feel a weight lift, my confidence surging, yet the remaining challenges were unmistakably clear.
First, there was this gallows and its executioners.
[⚠System Warning]
[Analyzing surrounding structures…]
[Alternative route secured – Underground passage connected beneath the Gallows detected]
[Movement directive: Due to the commotion in the Plaza and the massive crowd movement, the platform will collapse in 15 minutes.]
[Once the platform collapses, you will immediately enter the underground passage.]
The system’s warning jolted me awake.
“Wait. System. No, that’s not it. I don’t need an escape route right now.”
Flustered by Enoch and the Imperial Guard’s arrival, the executioners hadn’t yet placed the snare around my neck.
I glanced down at the platform beneath my feet.
If this platform collapsed with the snare around my neck, I would die.
But without the snare?
If I fell correctly, I wouldn’t die.
But there was no need to fall now.
Enoch had come to rescue me—there was no reason to flee into the sewers!
“Margaret Rose Flone is no criminal! Any execution carried out without His Majesty’s command is unlawful, and all who attempt to enforce it shall be deemed traitors!”
At Diego’s words, the Imperial Guard Knights who had climbed onto the gallows subdued them all.
I stood with an anxious expression, aware that the ground beneath me would soon give way, watching Enoch climb onto the gallows while nervously glancing downward.
The sewers kept nagging at my mind. A rope around my ankle was firmly bound to a chair.
I was standing on the chair, and both my hands were shackled.
The chair was quite tall—it seemed to be designed specifically for hanging.
In other words, unless Enoch or someone came to help, I couldn’t descend from this chair on my own.
Why was there a trap leading to the sewers beneath my feet in the first place, and who had installed it?
Unless it was meant from the beginning to evacuate me down there….
Wait? Was that really the purpose? To evacuate me down there just in case?

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