Vote for Your Knight! - Chapter 69

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Vote for your knight!
Episode 69
An Uninhabited Island?!
David looked up toward the source of the voice.
A massive eagle-shaped Magical Tool soared overhead, its eyes glowing with Image Orbs.
“We’re about to begin the ‘Survival on Uninhabited Island’ evaluation. Of course, it’s not particularly dangerous! But surviving won’t be easy.”
The eagle’s beak moved as Edith’s bright voice carried across the beach.
Not dangerous, yet survival would be difficult. What was that supposed to mean?
The knights exchanged confused glances.
But the beak continued to move.
“For the next three days—exactly three days—whichever team has the most members survive will claim first place.”
Pierre surveyed his surroundings.
Beside him stood David, Kusto, Morris, Olivier, and Clover Leed.
They were all his team.
‘Did they place us on different islands by team?’
But Edith had clearly said “this uninhabited island.”
That meant each team had been dropped at different locations on the same island.
Then Edith’s voice rang out again.
“The winning team—those with the most survivors—will receive the benefit of two hundred thousand votes!”
Double the previous hundred thousand vote benefit.
As the number of Kartamen voters had increased, so too had the reward.
Kusto, sprawled halfway across the sand, was the first to speak.
“You’re telling us to survive four days with nothing but our bare bodies?”
“Of course not! We’ve brought the weapons you earned along with you.”
The eagle’s beak pointed toward a spot on the beach.
Swords, bows, harpoons, and shovels lay arranged neatly in a row.
“And there’s one more thing!”
The knights, in the midst of gathering their weapons, turned their eyes toward the eagle.
The eagle dropped something from its beak.
Pierre dashed forward and caught it.
“We’ve also provided a map! Good luck out there!”
With those final words, the eagle soared skyward and disappeared into the clouds.
The knights gathered around Pierre as he unfolded the map.
The island was circular.
It was divided into four sections, like slices of a pizza.
At the center loomed a large mountain, its slopes colored pitch black.
Beneath it, a message in red text.

“Damn.”
“I should’ve known.”
Things rarely went smoothly.
There were enemies on this deceptively small island.
What was fortunate, though, was the explanation printed below the warning.

“We’ll be safe as long as the sun’s up,” Pierre murmured.
He continued thinking aloud.
“Can’t we just keep a fire burning at night?”
Pierre shook his head at Morris’s suggestion.
“Campfires can be extinguished. All they do is give away our position to the enemy.”
He looked up at the sky.
He needed to gauge the time.
“It’s still around noon.”
They had hours of safe daylight to move and work.
David smiled as he listened to Pierre.
“You know quite a bit. You’re optimized for survival on an uninhabited island.”
“You’re being too generous.”
“No. We made the right call picking you.”
Pierre’s eyebrows twitched slightly at those words.
Unaware of the reaction, David continued.
“Well, let’s eat something first to build up our strength, then we can get to work.”
“Work?”
Morris’s eyes widened in surprise.
David nodded.
“We need to prepare for the night when our enemies move.”
Hearing this, Pierre spoke up.
“Preparation, good. Then rehydration should be first priority.”
“I was thinking the same thing!”
Olivier chuckled softly and gazed toward the forest.
“Look—there are palm trees over there. Lucky for us, they’re coconut palms.”
Olivier’s eyes narrowed as he continued speaking.
“Actually, it’s not luck. The princess must have deliberately chosen an island like this. Anyway, we can get those and drink the water.”
Olivier glanced back at his team and shrugged.
He couldn’t climb trees himself.
His teammates all wore expressions that said, “Of course,” and “We never expected otherwise.”
“I’ll go get them.”
Kusto set off without hesitation.
As he approached the palm trees, the ground beneath his feet grew damp and muddy.
Coconut palms naturally grew in places with relatively high rainfall, so this was only to be expected.
Besides, forest lay behind them.
This meant the island’s climate leaned more toward tropical than desert.
If it were a desert climate, date palms would grow here instead of coconut palms.
Barefoot, Kusto scaled the tree like a beast, then began dropping coconuts to the ground with sharp thuds.
His technique was nothing short of masterful.
“That’s enough! Come down—it’s dangerous!”
David shouted from below.
Only then did Kusto notice the pile of coconuts on the ground and descended.
Olivier spoke with an expression of amazement.
“Good work, Kusto. Now if we use a sharp stone to split these open—”
Crack!
Crunch!
Olivier couldn’t finish his sentence.
David and Kusto had split the coconuts open with their bare hands.
Watching the coconut water stream out, Olivier could do nothing but stare.
“These… these monsters…”
“What did you say? I didn’t hear you.”
“I was just saying your strength is truly remarkable. Impressive.”
When Kusto asked, Olivier quickly covered his slip with a smooth reply.
The six of them drank their fill from the coconuts.
“The flesh is quite tasty too. It has more calories than the water, so we should eat some of that as well.”
Olivier said this.
“But this alone won’t be enough. We need to eat something more nutritious.”
David said.
Then Pierre asked a question.
“What are you planning to do?”
“Tonight, we need to prepare a safe place to rest.”
“A place to rest?”
“Yes. Our enemies will be moving at night. But we can’t stay awake all night either. We need to dig out a secure shelter and take turns sleeping in shifts.”
At that, Olivier and Clover Leed eagerly picked up shovels as if they’d been waiting for this moment.
“Finally, it’s our turn!”
“The enthusiasm is good, but we need to get more nutrition first.”
David smiled as he said this.
At that, Kusto and Pierre took up harpoons.
“Right, building up our strength.”
“Time to catch plenty of fish.”
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Meanwhile, Killian’s team was also in the midst of fishing.
Though their method differed somewhat from David’s team.
Whoosh!
Deni thrust his arm into the water without hesitation, and moments later, two fish emerged in his thick, powerful hands—substantial creatures, both fat and sizeable.
Bare-handed fishing.
“No, this is unbelievable…….”
“If you were going to do that, why bother carrying the net?”
The team members asked in exasperation.
Deni tossed the fish he’d caught onto the sand beside the heaping pile of fish already flopping on the ground.
Then he spoke.
“It looks better that way.”
“What?”
“This one’s not quite right in the head either.”
The team members shook their heads in disbelief.
“Deni, that’s cool!”
Only one person praised him.
It was Pavel.
He’d picked up the harpoon Deni had practically discarded and was busily hunting fish beside him.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Though in reality, it was nothing more than stabbing at seawater.
Unable to watch any longer, Deni placed his hand over Pavel’s.
“Wait for the fish to come. Aim quietly, and then do it like this.”
Stab!
“That’s how you catch it.”
At last, a small fish wriggled on the end of the harpoon.
“Wow.”
Pavel’s eyes sparkled as he looked back and forth between the fish and Deni.
Noticing that gaze, Deni seemed to think better of it and quickly withdrew his hand from Pavel’s.
A flicker of disappointment crossed Pavel’s eyes, but he soon laughed as though nothing were wrong.
“I think we’ve caught enough fish. That should last us through tomorrow.”
Dmitri said this.
“The rest of you get some rest. Killian, Rafael, and I will scout the area.”
After they disappeared into the forest, Antrei flopped down onto the sandy beach.
“Ah, finally I can relax a bit.”
He was soon snoring away.
Deni sat quietly, cleaning the heaped fish.
His movements were very practiced.
Pavel quietly drifted over beside him.
“Want some help?”
“Someone of your station can’t do this sort of thing.”
He said this while neatly removing the entrails.
“Go get some sleep like Antrei.”
At that, Pavel’s eyes narrowed.
“You’re trying to get rid of me because I’m annoying, aren’t you?”
For a moment, Deni’s hands stilled.
But soon he resumed cleaning the fish and spoke.
“You know me well enough to see that.”
“Tch.”
“And yet you keep clinging to me anyway. That’s impressive.”
“But you do treat me kindly sometimes.”
“That’s…….”
Deni hesitated before speaking.
“I figured if I placated you a little, you’d go away.”
At those words, visible disappointment bloomed across Pavel’s face.
“Why do you dislike me?”
It was a sudden, direct question from Pavel.
Caught off guard, Deni stopped cleaning the fish and turned to face him.
“What?”
“From the moment I first saw you, I felt a connection—like we were from the same place. The more I know you, the more I see things worth learning from. But you keep putting up walls between us.”
Pavel pouted and grumbled.
Deni, who would have found such an expression endearing—like a spoiled youngest sibling—quickly caught himself.
Then he spoke coldly.
“Right now, no matter that we’re participating in Kartamen together and speaking casually, you’re still a well-bred aristocrat and I’m a fisherman.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You and I can never mix.”
“How do you know unless you try?”
“Try? I’ve already seen what happens when someone tries.”
“What?”
Pavel’s eyes widened.
Deni fixed him with a cold stare.
“My mother was a noble. My grandfather and father were fishermen.”
Deni spoke quietly.
“They fell in love and ran away together. They had me. Do you know what happened after that?”
……
“Her family hunted them down. They beat my father to death and dragged my mother away. If not for my grandfather, I would have been abandoned on the street to starve.”
Pavel stared at him, his face gone pale.
“So we can never mix.”
Deni’s voice was ice.
* * *
Meanwhile, David was exploring the surrounding area with Pierre.
Morris and Olivier had set off in another direction, while Kusto and Clover Leed stayed behind to clean the fish.
“The map is quite accurate. The princess must have taken great care in making it.”
David remarked.
“There’s a clear spring if we go that way, but it’s too close to where the enemy is.”
He added as an afterthought,
“Since we have coconuts, let’s avoid the spring unless we absolutely need it.”
Then a bright red mushroom caught David’s eye.
“A mushroom. If we roasted this…….”
“You’d die.”
Pierre’s reply came sharp and immediate.

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