I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 49

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Chapter 49

At his answer, Margaret scratched her cheek with a troubled expression.

“Well, I suppose so. It’s just us here, so I don’t need to manage my image.”

Hearing her response, Archbishop Luzef asked her with a perplexed face.

“That’s it?”

“Pardon?”

She blinked her eyes with a face that showed she didn’t understand.

“Well, I mean, criticizing me, or comforting me…”

“Ah… But you weren’t hoping for that when you spoke. You just needed someone to listen to your story, didn’t you?”

At her counter-question, Archbishop Luzef lost his words and only moved his lips. She was right. In truth, he hadn’t expected any particular reaction from her.

Seeing his expression, she shrugged with an apologetic face.

“And I’m rather lacking in empathy.”

“People who truly lack empathy don’t even realize that they do.”

“Is that so?”

She let out an awkward laugh as if embarrassed.

But Archbishop Luzef thought this was better than giving clumsy advice with inadequate words. He had simply wanted to confide his inner thoughts to someone.

Yet the person to whom he had confessed his innermost feelings that he had never told anyone was Margaret Rose Flone, whom he had so despised.

“Lady Flone that I saw at the Papal Court, and you now. Which is your true self?”

So Archbishop Luzef suddenly asked such a question.

At the sudden question, Margaret seemed a bit flustered. She stared at his face for a long while, then soon wore a hollow smile.

“…That’s a strange question. Both are me. I’ve decided to accept my past self too.”

She slowly looked up at the sky. Archbishop Luzef also naturally followed her gaze upward.

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to move forward.”

The starlight in the night sky was flowing like a waterfall.

Yes. The fact that it seemed to be flowing might just be his imagination. Perhaps he felt that way because his heart, which had been firmly hardened, was melting and moving.

If this appearance was her true nature, Archbishop Luzef thought he couldn’t help but like her.

Her sincerity slowly seeped into his heart. Archbishop Luzef thought he wanted to store this moment deep in his mind.

“Young Lady, you really do seem to have become a different person.”

He now decided to acknowledge the fact that she had changed and to trust her.

“Young Lady, from now on I will trust…”

“Wait a moment.”

And just as he was about to say those words, she raised her finger to block his lips. With a tense expression, she glared beyond the forest and brought her index finger to her own lips.

“Shh.”

Overwhelmed by her presence, Archbishop Luzef instinctively held his breath and closed his mouth.

“Lower your body. Slowly.”

She raised her hand and made a slow downward pressing motion. Archbishop Luzef tilted his head, not understanding her words.

“…Pardon?”

Margaret glanced at him, sighed, then grabbed his shoulders and pushed him backward, making him fall.

Margaret’s body leaned over him as he fell back against the wooden deck.

Her face was right there.

“It seems like a demon beast is passing by. It would be better not to be noticed. Stay quiet for a moment.”

She leaned over him as if mounting him and whispered in his ear. Her breath tickled his ear.

Archbishop Luzef’s face flushed red with heat rising in an instant. Since this was his first time having such intimate contact with a woman, he unconsciously tensed up and stiffened his body.

Margaret kept all her attention fixed beyond the forest, regardless of his reaction.

“…It seems to have passed, but let’s stay like this a little longer. Just in case.”

Her voice was firm and resolute, even commanding.

Feeling the pressure that he must obey her words, Archbishop Luzef nodded vigorously without speaking.

He had the pointless worry that if he opened his mouth, his pounding heart might jump out.

After holding their breath for quite some time, Margaret moved away from him.

Archbishop Luzef felt somewhat empty watching her move away. His heart was still beating wildly.

“It was uncomfortable, wasn’t it? I’m sorry. I was also startled.”

Margaret offered an apology while looking at him. Archbishop Luzef looked at her reliable face somewhat dazedly, then shook his head vigorously.

“It wasn’t uncomfortable at all.”

“That’s a relief. I don’t think the demon beast will come up here, but since it’s night, being outside seems dangerous. Shall we go in?”

She smiled and stood up, then extended her hand to him.

He looked at the hand extended to him, then looked up at her face again. Margaret tilted her head with an innocent face as if she didn’t understand.

Archbishop Luzef quietly took her hand.

She was a good person.

“I trust you. Young Lady.”

So he deliberately said such words, then unconsciously let slip unnecessary words as well.

“And I also trust that you will help us escape from this island.”

She could accomplish anything. Such firm conviction arose in Archbishop Luzef’s heart.

At his last words, she showed a very flustered expression, but Archbishop Luzef smiled, thinking he had seen wrong for a moment in the dark moonlit night.

It was a beautiful night.

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