I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 77

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Chapter 77

 

“I’m hungry.”

 

Asdal kept wandering around the kitchen area, repeating this.

 

“I’m not rushing you.”

 

Asdal, who had been looking at me with his hands behind his back, denied it when our eyes met. Anyone could see he was rushing me though? I swallowed the harsh words that rose to my throat and smiled.

 

“Then please wait quietly. You’re distracting me so I can’t concentrate, so get out of my sight.”

 

“Dis… tracting…?”

 

“Yes. Please move aside. Right now.”

 

Asdal looked flustered and just opened and closed his mouth, then quietly stepped out of sight when I picked up my well-sharpened stone knife.

 

He sat in front of the fireplace and quietly waited for the meal preparation to finish.

 

“Please, don’t upset Lady Flone. What would you do if the Young Lady left because of that?”

 

Luzef, who was beside him, kept scolding him.

 

“We cannot survive on this island without Lady Flone.”

 

He’s become a complete Margaret devotee… I was just as shocked as Asdal and glared at the side of Luzef’s head while stopping my rabbit butchering.

 

“I’m not omnipotent, Bishop. You seem to be under the misconception that I can do anything…”

 

“Aren’t you?”

 

Luzef looked at me with a puzzled expression and asked back.

 

“You can do everything, can’t you.”

 

“I said no! That’s a misunderstanding. You’re seriously mistaken about something.”

 

I cut the carotid artery of the rabbit and long-tailed bird to drain their blood and hung them upside down on the wooden rack.

 

“Wait a moment, let me finish this and then we’ll talk again.”

 

I took the wooden rack outside the cabin, set it up, and placed a wooden basket underneath to catch the blood.

 

I had to check frequently since I needed to skin them right after draining the blood.

 

I came back into the cabin with a tired face, rubbing my shoulders.

 

“Look, the person who said she had little experience with game processing is making an effort because no one else knows how to do it. Her sense of responsibility is incredible.”

 

At Luzef’s words, Asdal sat cross-legged, propped his chin on his hand, and stared at me intently.

 

“Well, that’s true. Unlike what I thought, the Young Lady seems to be quite hardworking.”

 

Asdal agreed as if he had been hypnotized by Luzef.

 

‘Yeah, well, it’s not like this is the first or second time this has happened.’

 

Enoch, Kaiden, and Luzef had all initially been suspicious and wary of me.

 

It couldn’t be helped since I had possessed Margaret of all people, not Yuanna.

 

“Please praise her more sincerely. Can’t you see Lady Flone looks uncomfortable?”

 

Luzef scolded Asdal while watching my expression. No, Bishop. I don’t need Asdal’s praise either.

 

Asdal looked at me with an amused expression.

 

“I also recognize the Young Lady’s necessity. Humoring the Young Lady? Well. That’s not something I can’t do.”

 

“That’s a good attitude. If necessary, shouldn’t you do at least that much? The Young Lady is our hope.”

 

“But it’s rather annoying that you’re giving me orders like that. The only person who can command me is Margaret, you know?”

 

“Wait a moment, you’re both saying strange things. I’ve never given orders to Your Highness Asdal. And Bishop. Why am I hope? Stop saying things like that. Don’t attach such weird words to me.”

 

However, Archbishop Luzef was more resolute than expected.

 

“That’s not the case. I trust the Young Lady.”

 

Why is he acting like that? I eventually gave up trying to persuade Archbishop Luzef.

 

Sighing as I looked around, I approached the fireplace to check on Enoch’s condition.

 

Enoch was lying with his eyes closed, his face peaceful. I quietly placed my hand on his forehead. His fever seemed to have broken.

 

“Bishop. How has Enoch’s condition been?”

 

“His fever has completely broken now. His breathing is steady too, so he seems to have regained stability. He briefly regained consciousness earlier when you two went hunting.”

 

“Really?”

 

I was surprised and looked back at Enoch, who was sleeping with steady, peaceful breathing.

 

“Actually, Your Highness hasn’t properly rested until now, has he? He seemed quite fatigued.”

 

Archbishop Luzef said while checking Enoch’s breathing. I was a bit surprised by his words and tilted my head.

 

“He’s never properly rested…?”

 

Probably none of us had ever taken comfortable rest. But what Archbishop Luzef just said didn’t seem to mean that.

 

Archbishop Luzef glanced at me and asked with a puzzled expression.

 

“Didn’t you know? Even when we were all asleep, he would frequently wake up to keep watch of the surroundings. Even before we came to the cabin.”

 

Archbishop Luzef shook his head while looking at Enoch as if seeing something uncontrollable.

 

“I believe he did that every day. I’m also sensitive about sleeping arrangements and often wake up, but Your Highness was always awake every time.”

 

I knew Enoch often did that.

 

He was a sensitive person. He was a military commander who had experienced war, and now he was the Crown Prince. So he was driven by the sense of responsibility that he had to lead people in any situation.

 

But to think he had been staying alert and keeping watch of the surroundings not just ‘often’ but ‘every day’…

 

‘No wonder his body broke down.’

 

I looked at sleeping Enoch’s face with a complicated expression.

 

“He should be able to recover if he rests for about one or two more days.”

 

Archbishop Luzef told me as if to say not to worry. Prince of Asdal, who had been sitting quietly watching us, asked me.

 

“When you return to the Empire, Young Lady, do you have any thoughts of marriage?”

 

I looked at him with a puzzled expression.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Exactly what I said. Young Lady, you’re at the right age for marriage now. All the men staying with you here are perfect candidates for grooms. Once you escape, you might want to marry someone other than the Half-Emperor, wouldn’t you?”

 

Prince of Asdal, who had been resting his chin on his hand, smiled with a slight wrinkle of his nose when our eyes met.

 

Is he including himself among my potential groom candidates right now?

 

Anyway, I was momentarily speechless because his question was so unexpected. I couldn’t even guess what intention was behind the question.

 

But I didn’t think about it for long.

 

“I’ll think about that when we get out. Having such concerns now would be a luxury.”

 

Prince of Asdal, who was resting his chin and staring intently at my face, was completely unreadable.

 

“Right. Such things are a luxury in this place.”

 

Only after a long while did he nod his head. Archbishop Luzef looked back at Prince of Asdal with a somewhat strange gaze.

 

I was looking at them when I remembered the game we had left outside the cabin.

 

Thinking the blood should have drained by now, I got up from my seat and went outside the cabin to check.

 

As expected, the game had been properly drained of blood. I brought the game straight into the kitchen and began skinning and proper butchering.

 

“Young Lady, I hope you weren’t hurt by what Your Highness the Crown Prince said.”

 

Archbishop Luzef quietly approached and spoke to me.

 

“Ah, thank you for worrying about me. I’m letting His Highness’s words go in one ear and out the other, so you don’t need to be concerned.”

 

I answered him with a smile and continued processing the game.

 

But then Luzef lowered his gaze to the game I was butchering, and for a moment his eyes widened with a surprised expression. Soon after, he covered his mouth as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have.

 

“S-sorry. I have a weak stomach.”

 

Then he disappeared outside the cabin.

 

‘What the… He’s making a whole scene by himself and then leaving.’

 

I shook my head watching Luzef’s retreating figure as he rushed out, then started preparing the meal again.

 

I skewered the rabbit for grilling, put the bird in bamboo to make a steamed dish. I also prepared thin stew to feed Enoch.

 

“Young Lady would have done well as a hunter too.”

 

“That’s not a compliment, is it?”

 

“It is a compliment though.”

 

Asdal sat with his chin propped up at the kitchen dining table and replied cheekily.

 

I scrunched up my face in displeasure. Even so, I don’t want to be called a hunter…! Then seeing my expression, Asdal teased me.

 

“Young Lady, you look ugly when you make that face.”

 

“I know I’m pretty.”

 

Then Asdal closes his mouth as if he has nothing to say. He probably couldn’t argue back since it’s true that Margaret is pretty.

 

“Even so, that kind of treatment is troublesome. I was raised delicately. Anyone who knows should know that His Holiness the Pope even gave me infant baptism on the day I was born.”

 

Cases where the Pope personally performs infant baptism were extremely rare. In reality, Duke and Duchess Flone had overly zealous tendencies.

 

Margaret was the second of three sisters, and since Duke and Duchess Flone poured equal love on their daughters, there was no emotional neglect or anything like that.

 

Rather, the problem was that she was raised too preciously and delicately. Margaret had a heaven-and-earth-only-I-am-honored style, and if I had to compare, she had about the same level of arrogance as Asdal.

 

Kaiden and Yuanna seemed to be similar types too, so maybe this island only gathered people who live for their own self-importance.

 

“Ah, I know that story too. Duke Flone is a devoted husband and an exceptionally doting father, isn’t he.”

 

“You know well, don’t you? When I get off this island, I’m going straight to tell Father. That the Prince of Hestia told me to go be a hunter.”

 

“No, wait wait. Young Lady, why are you distorting my words to that extent?”

 

I was just teasing him back the same way he had teased me. I burst into delighted laughter seeing the flustered Asdal.

 

Only then realizing it was a joke, Asdal sighed and apologized to me.

 

“I apologize for the hunter comment. I was uncharacteristically rude to a Lady.”

 

Asdal answered while rubbing his brow firmly. Though he seemed to always be rude to Margaret specifically.

 

“If you’re sorry, would you help me grill the meat?”

 

“I’m sorry again, but that would be difficult. Since you’re better at it than me, it would be best if I just cheer you on enthusiastically. Ah, that meat over there looks like it’s burning, watch it carefully.”

 

Asdal spoke without his expression changing one bit.

 

That bastard, really. Asdal is truly a bastard who knows exactly how to make people work for him.

 

If it were Enoch, he would have said he’d do this kind of thing himself and pushed me aside, right?

 

‘Sob sob, I want to see Enoch awake.’

 

I felt moisture gathering in my eyes, so I gently wiped the corners of my eyes and diligently grilled the meat.

 

As sweat beaded on my forehead from the heat of grilling meat, Asdal delicately wiped my sweat with the edge of his clothing.

 

I really can’t figure him out. What exactly is this man.

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