I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 31

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Chapter 31

He looked so pitiful going around hungry that I packed two more uncooked fish for Archbishop Luzef. Meaning for him to take them back and eat later.

Having finished his meal satisfactorily, he finally came to his senses and looked at me with an embarrassed face.

Until before the meal, he had looked at me calling me a witch and whatnot with complete contempt, but it seems he realized his hypocritical behavior of not being able to refuse my sympathy.

“That… I was very rude to you, Young Lady.”

“That’s not it.”

Enoch, who had been looking at Archbishop Luzef sideways with his arms crossed, chimed in with a word. He didn’t provide any further explanation, but Enoch’s gaze staring intently at Archbishop Luzef was quite menacing.

Archbishop Luzef glanced at Enoch and obediently apologized to me.

“Please forgive my rudeness. I’m sorry, Young Lady.”

The apology was clean.

“Alright. Take care.”

When I said goodbye, Archbishop Luzef nodded and disappeared, holding the fish I had caught for him like it was a precious item.

It must smell fishy though…

I wonder if the Female Lead Yuanna is doing well? Actually, that was the question I most wanted to ask.

However, I couldn’t just suddenly ask ‘There’s a woman among your group, right?’ so I missed the timing and ended up not asking the question.

I watched Archbishop Luzef disappear and then suddenly became very tired, so I went to sleep early.

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The next day, I was leisurely fish hunting while swimming in the river.

“What’s that?”

But while I was wandering underwater, I discovered a mysterious cloth piece stuck between the cliffs.

It was, surprisingly, a map.

With the location of the bunker I had been searching for so desperately.

“Oh my!”

I pulled the bunker map from the cliff crevice and came out of the water. Then I immediately returned to the cabin.

The makeshift cabin was empty. Enoch had gone out hunting and Kaiden had gone out for reconnaissance around our dwelling.

I sat alone in the cabin and spread the bunker map on the floor.

“…What is this?”

The map was half-hearted. Inside a large island, three mountain peaks were drawn, and a huge river flowed in the middle of the three mountain peaks.

Next to the mountain peak located on North Island, there was an X mark with the word ‘bunker’ written beside it…

That was it.

“No way, damn… Is this really drawn for someone to find their way there?”

I was dumbfounded looking at the map and let out a sigh.

Still, thinking about how overwhelming it was when I climbed to the mountain peak and saw the size of the island, this seems better than knowing nothing at all.

At least I’ve grasped the approximate location, so I should steadily go out on reconnaissance.

Our location was near the center of South Island. So it seems I’ll need to find a way to cross the huge river flowing through the center of the island.

…But why was the bunker map stuck between the cliffs?

“Is this a date?”

I read the numbers written at the edge of the bunker.

“Ingram Kingdom Calendar, Year 666.”

Wait, Ingram Kingdom Calendar?

The Western Continent and Eastern Continent, including the Landrig Empire which is Margaret’s country, use the unified chronological system called Winia Calendar that was established a thousand years ago.

The Ingram Kingdom was the dynasty before the Langrid Empire was established.

So this means this is the year notation used in the Ingram Kingdom a thousand years ago.

“What the… How creepy. Does this mean this map is a thousand years old?”

Who on earth made something like this?

There were more than one or two questionable points, but since these were parts I couldn’t find answers to even if I pondered them now, I eventually folded the map.

“Right, let’s go to the bunker first. Then something will come up.”

I put the map in the bag Kaiden had made for me.

“But if I find the bunker… what about Enoch and Kaiden?”

I was torn about whether to take them with me or go to the bunker alone as originally planned. After all, the bunker would be for one person anyway.

After being lost in thought like that for a while, I let out a troubled sigh.

There’s this attachment that comes from going through life and death situations together with them, so would it be okay to just leave alone?

It’s still unknown whether they’ll change or not when they meet Yuanna.

Moreover, Enoch and Kaiden right now seemed to need my help.

“Should I spend a little more time thinking about it?”

Since it wasn’t a problem I could choose simply, I eventually postponed the decision.

And I didn’t forget to start what I needed to do before Kaiden and Enoch came back.

It seemed like the wooden string Kaiden made for me was all used up, so I also gathered willow bark and branches. They were the best materials for cutting thin and twisting into string.

I had been gathering tree branches around our dwelling for a while.

When I heard voices from somewhere, I hurriedly hid myself among the bushes.

Not long after, a man and woman appeared.

First, the man’s shortly cut dark brown hair and green eyes caught my attention.

Seeing him wearing an Imperial Guard uniform, I realized he was Diego Bastian Vilterheim.

‘So that bastard is the bad guy who stole my clothes?’

Diego was carrying a woman on his back and set her down on a fallen wooden post. Light brown hair close to khaki color swayed around the woman’s neck area.

The description of Yuanna’s appearance in the original work I remembered matched the face of the saint in Margaret’s memory.

That woman must be the Great Saint Yuanna Lucy.

I was surprised to see that the condition of her holy robe looked more serious than my dirty dress.

Her holy robe was torn so dirtily it was unusable. Seeing the wounds underneath, she had definitely been clawed by beasts or attacked by magical beasts.

That’s why her clothes looked like a mess, and she, covered in wounds, looked exhausted.

“Saint.”

Diego knelt on one knee in front of Yuanna.

She had a very tired-looking face. And Diego was looking at her as if he felt very sorry for her.

“I know that Prince of Asdal’s forceful courtship is making things difficult for you, Saint.”

Ooh. Is he appealing to himself while talking behind another male lead’s back? The atmosphere suddenly became popcorn-worthy with Diego’s earnest lines.

“Please trust and rely on me.”

Then he bowed and kissed the back of Yuanna’s hand. As if he were performing some sacred ritual.

Even during this, Yuanna was looking at Diego with a completely unmoved face, just indifferently. More precisely, it was a face that seemed to find such Diego bothersome.

No, was it just a face that found everything tiresome?

She looked very lethargic.

She seemed to have no interest in Diego at all, and I was inwardly surprised because that appearance was a little different from the original work.

Just from the situation, there didn’t seem to be even a handful of romantic feelings between the two.

“Sigh… Well, okay. Thank you.”

Yuanna answered in a very soulless voice.

However, Diego had a very moved expression, either not noticing or not.

From an observer’s perspective, Diego also seemed to have guilt toward Yuanna. So he seemed to have a sense of mission to protect her.

Since Diego was a knight, it was really a picture that perfectly matched the spirit of chivalry.

I stood there and watched them until Diego carried Yuanna on his back again and disappeared.

‘How strange.’

“You scolded me for spying on others, yet you, Young Lady, are no different from me.”

“Oh my!”

I screamed in surprise at the sudden voice.

When I turned around, Archbishop Luzef was standing there with fish hanging from his waist.

Not a sword but fish hanging from his waist. And that even looks like the fish I gave him yesterday.

“No, what are you doing here?”

I briefly covered my nose. A fishy smell was wafting from Archbishop Luzef.

“I was just passing by and saw the Young Lady, so I thought I’d say hello.”

His prickly demeanor from before had calmed down, unlike last time.

I recalled the conversation between Female Lead Yuanna and Diego that I had witnessed earlier.

Searching my memory, I think there was an episode in the original work where Archbishop Luzef, angered by the Prince of Asdal’s tyranny, separated from the group and lived alone for several weeks.

“Do you know who those people were?”

When I asked, pointing to where Yuanna and Diego had disappeared, Archbishop Luzef slowly nodded.

“They’re my companions.”

Archbishop Luzef didn’t give any further answer. He was frowning deeply and glaring at the spot where Yuanna and Diego had vanished.

“Didn’t you go back yesterday?”

At my question, Archbishop Luzef glanced at me and obediently nodded.

“Why not?”

“I have my circumstances…”

He trailed off as if it was difficult to answer.

But since I roughly knew the reason, I didn’t bother asking further. Honestly, I found it bothersome to listen to all his personal matters.

“Why didn’t you eat that fish?”

The fishy smell kept wafting over, so I eventually covered my nose openly and narrowed my brow while looking at him.

“Don’t you know how to make fire?”

At my question, Archbishop Luzef pressed his lips tightly together and watched my reaction. It seems he doesn’t know how to make fire. I can tell just from his expression.

That means he’s been starving all day today too…

“Do you even eat meals?”

Again, Archbishop Luzef didn’t answer.

Grumble.

His stomach answered my question for him.

Archbishop Luzef turned bright red with embarrassment and hung his head low.

Watching him, I let out a sigh.

Did a person really need to look this pitiful?

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