I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 292

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Part 2
(Side Story)
Episode 50
However, there was something strange I’d noticed since last time. The communication function wasn’t working.
“Is it impossible to communicate with the Original Dimension from here?”
I asked the system window while rushing down the Stairs.
[Analyzing request…]
[Analysis complete]
[Communication with Original Dimension : No Response]
[Cause unknown. Communication server unstable]
Of course. This wretched system had been inconsistent without any rhyme or reason more times than I could count.
By then, I had arrived at the KBC Hall lobby and withdrew my gaze from the system, approaching the glass Door in front of me.
In the distance, I could see a horde of Infected approaching, and at the very front, Yuanna Lucy was rushing toward me.
I quickly cleared away all the objects placed in front of the glass Door, then unlocked the latch above it and opened the Door.
I opened the Door while watching only Yuanna Lucy rushing straight at me, when suddenly someone burst in from the side.
“Gasp… gasp… Thank you.”
Wait. Who are you to be thanking me?
I looked at the man sitting on the Floor, gasping for breath with a bewildered expression. And I recognized him at a glance.
[Judgment : Ryu Je-ha (Archbishop Luzef Cain Dipherthe from the Original Dimension)]
The system window also mentions the person I had anticipated. It seems good fortune was a common trait among all the Luzefs.
“System, how do I shake off those Infected?”
At my question, the system hurriedly began analyzing how to evade the Infected.
First, the KBC Hall would be breached. This was something I had to accept reluctantly. To save Yuanna Lucy.
[Current Location : KBC Hall Lobby]
[Infected approaching Entrance : 14 Organisms]
[Avoidable Route : Left Corridor → Waiting Area → Stage Right (Backstage)
– Risk Level : 9%
Risk: 9%
– Characteristics : Elevator leading to underground waiting area and Stairs leading to ground level exist behind Stage Right. Both routes are narrow, preventing mass movement of Infected]
“Stage Right? That sounds like broadcasting terminology.”
[Stage Right is a broadcasting term where the right side of the stage from the audience’s perspective is called ‘Stage Left’, and the left side is called ‘Stage Right’]
I understood.
As memories of watching a music concert show from childhood came to mind, the system’s explanation made it crystal clear where Stage Right was.
“H-help me! Gasp! Ah!”
Yuanna Lucy, rushing from a distance, reached out her hand toward me.
I grabbed Yuanna Lucy’s hand as she drew near, then shouted toward Ryu Je-ha, or rather, the man I’d thought was Archbishop Luzef Cain Dipherthe.
“Hey! You need to run with us too!”
“Y-yes?”
“Run!”
Ryu Je-ha hurriedly got to his feet and followed behind me.
Behind my back, the Infected rushed inside, slipping on the marble Floor and crashing into the glass Door, creating a cacophony of chaos.
Crash—
The glass door shattered immediately after.
We burst through the audience seating door and rushed downward.
It wasn’t the route the system recommended, but we could ascend the stage from below through the audience seating.
Even if it meant accepting higher danger, it was a path that would let us break through faster.
We crossed the First Floor audience seating and climbed onto the stage in one breath. Then we moved to the stage area below and found a narrow staircase.
There was a desk and monitor in the stage area below, and from there I could see a restroom at the end of the Corridor and a narrow staircase passage.
An elevator was visible on one side, just as the system had said, but we had no time to wait for it.
I could see zombies descending through the audience seating. I quickly led Yuanna Lucy and Ryu Je-ha up the narrow staircase.
Only after reaching the Third Floor could we catch our breath.
Huff. Huff.
Gasp.
After we sprawled across the Floor gasping for air for a while, the two of them finally offered me their expressions of gratitude.
“Thank you. We’re alive because of you.”
“I’m grateful. Truly.”
I nodded roughly and got to my feet. I’d wasted too much time here. I needed to sleep soon and leave early at dawn tomorrow.
“I need to get some sleep right away.”
“…Pardon?”
“Yes, yes? Sleep? All of a sudden?”
Both of them looked up at me with expressions questioning why I was talking about sleep in a situation like this.
“I’ve already done my part by saving you both. So I’ll be on my way now.”
As I tried to leave, both my arms were grabbed. My right wrist by Yuanna Lucy, my left by Ryu Je-ha.
“I-I’m sorry.”
Ryu Je-ha immediately apologized, saying he’d been rude.
“There are zombies swarming below. How are you planning to escape?”
Yuanna Lucy looked up at me with curious eyes.
I recognized that gaze. She’d looked at me the same way when she first saw me on Alea Island.
Hmm.
After a moment of consideration, I made them a proposal.
“Want to come with me? But I’ll leave on my own the moment I think you’re becoming a hindrance.”
Sensing something in my confident words, Ryu Je-ha and Yuanna Lucy quickly nodded without missing the opportunity.
Come to think of it, those two in our world had always been the type to never pass up a chance either.
For some reason, I felt glad and smiled.
Leading them back to the rooftop, I began pulling out two Tents, sleeping bags, blankets, and other Equipment from the Camping Trailer and started setting them up.
Unlike the people from the previous world who had been amazed by it, these were all modern people, so they naturally helped me with the setup.
“How did you manage that Trailer?”
“What do you mean?”
“It got smaller and then bigger… I can’t believe it even with my own eyes.”
Ryu Je-ha spoke with a bewildered expression, and Yuanna Lucy was also listening intently, clearly curious.
I shrugged and answered.
“Don’t be curious. If you keep wondering, I’ll leave on my own….”
“Ah, no!”
“I’m not curious!”
Both of them cried out simultaneously. It was fortunate that they both possessed considerable flexibility. This aspect seemed somewhat different from Yuanna Lucy and Archbishop Luzef in our world.
“Ah. And I’ll be leaving this place at dawn, so if you wish to come with me, you must wake up before then.”
I offered no explanation—merely those words—before surrendering to sleep.
.
.
.
And at five o’clock in the morning.
Yuanna Lucy and Ryu Je-ha, who had risen before me, became my living alarm clock.
Thus I departed for Yongsan Station with Yuanna Lucy and Ryu Je-ha in tow.
The route was straightforward, and far less difficult than anticipated.
As I descended the stairs leading from across the street of 67 Building toward Han River Park, I gazed into the distance at Namsan Tower.
Yongsan lay just ahead. Not much further now.
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Two hours after Lee Jin-ju’s party departed.
The rooftop of KBC Hall in Yeouido.
A foreigner with jet-black hair neatly combed back stood dressed in formal attire of the sort that angular, antiquated European nobility might have worn.
With his hands thrust into the pockets of his formal trousers, he moved his feet in sharp, deliberate clicks as he surveyed the rooftop.
Dust scattered by the wind brushed against his trouser cuffs. He examined Margaret Rose Flone’s traces without hesitation.
It was evident at a glance. Margaret Rose Flone had lingered here.
Beside the outdoor unit lay the charred remains of a campfire.
A clothesline strung between the outdoor unit and an empty tent swayed vacantly in the air.
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid observed all these traces in stillness. For a very long time, in perfect stillness.
The corners of his mouth curved ever so slightly. The one he sought had been here.
It didn’t seem long since she had departed this place.
Creak.
In that moment, the rooftop access door swung open. A man emerged onto the rooftop. Upon spotting Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid, he froze in bewilderment.
The man who had arrived belatedly possessed black hair and black eyes—he was Korean. And his face bore a striking resemblance to Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
Remarkably, despite the two men presenting distinctly Eastern and Western appearances respectively.
The man, observing the suspicious foreigner with black hair and golden eyes, placed his hand upon his waist.
A revolver pistol met his touch.
After a moment of relief, he questioned Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.
“Who are you?”
“It seems you were never taught that when inquiring another’s name, one should first reveal one’s own identity as a matter of courtesy.”
At Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s words, the man’s eyebrows rose sharply.
A foreigner who looked identical to him was speaking in an incomprehensible language, yet the meaning conveyed itself perfectly. It was strange.
After a moment of silence, the man opened his mouth and introduced himself.

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