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

It looks like she was poisoned by the anacondas poisonous gas. This is similar to the symptoms when poisoned by anacondas gas on the South Island.

Enoch said as he knelt down before Margaret, carefully brushing away the hair on her cheeks.

Poisoned by anaconda gas? Isnt that quite dangerous? asked Kayden.

Ruzef replied, If it is the same as the symptoms at that time, we have no choice but to wait. Rest seems to help with recovery.

Kayden felt relieved after hearing Ruzefs words. Then this time, their attention turned to Diego.

Oh, dont worry about Sir Diego. Ive disinfected all of his wounds, so hell get better soon.

Relieved by Ruzefs words, they laid the two patients comfortably in the cave. Then they gathered at the front of the cave and lit a fire.

Enoch sat in front of the fire he made and added more wood. Sitting next to Enoch, Ruzef asked, What really happened?

While I was on watch with Sir Diego, I suddenly heard a strange noise. Its not even an anacondas habitat, but I suddenly found a group of anacondas moving in perfect harmony in search of something. And some of them suddenly evolved the moment we encountered them.

Enoch calmly explained the events of the night before.

I didnt think they could see the barrier, but they were moving towards it like ghosts as if they were sensing some kind of energy.

As Enoch said that, he turned to Margaret with a calm face. Ruzef followed him and looked at Margaret.

Monsters seem to be particularly aggressive towards Young Lady Flon. I think maybe shes the reason why the monsters are coming over, especially because of her mana, but what do you two think?

A long silence fell upon Ruzefs question. Enoch and Kayden were silent, and only the sound of burning firewood hovered in the air.

After a while, Kayden opened his mouth first. Currently, the most likely reason is definitely Margarets mana. Ive expressed my doubts before, its very suspicious that only Margaret has mana. At first, I thought she was a spy wearing Margarets mask.

Ruzef chimed in, Sounds reasonable. Certainly, Young Lady Flon has changed enough to be considered a different person.

This time, Kayden lowered his voice even more. Ddaggari, you dont know yet, do you? There is a Great Wizard from the Ingram Dynasty who lived on this island for a thousand years. The wizard told me it wasnt time yet. I dont know what happens when the time comes, but I think Margaret is the key.

A thousand years!?

Lower your voice, Archbishop. Or Margaret will wake up.

Enoch, who was sitting quietly with his arms folded, warned Ruzef in a low voice. Ruzef, whose eyes met his intimidating golden ones, quietly shut his mouth.

Kayden muttered, Its highly suspicious that she can handle magical tools freely. To be honest, I dont think the language shes talking about is the language spoken by ethnic minorities in the eastern continent.

Enoch sighed at Kaydens muttering and said, It doesnt matter if shes a spy of the experimenter who designed this island. What I believe is the Margaret in front of us right now.

In response to his words, Kayden immediately showed signs of displeasure. You know what? You have to think objectively, especially about Margaret. The important thing is that we need to know if the monsters are really targeting Margaret because of her mana or not. That way we can protect her. No?

At Kaydens words, this time Ruzef widened his eyes. Is there any way to find out?

We have to think about that from now on.

The most dangerous person is probably Margaret. So we have to protect her.

Good idea. But how? asked Ruzef frustratedly.

Kayden, who was quietly lost in thought, came up with an alternative. He said, I think it would be a good idea to temporarily seal Margarets mana. I dont know if its possible, but Ill try. Lets see if the monsters still target Margaret even when she has no mana.

Young Lady Flon might not agree. And her mana is necessary for our survival, isnt it?

Ruzef has a point. It is impossible to sacrifice Margarets utility to their survival.

Kayden shrugged and replied, If Margaret really is targeted by monsters because of her mana, its better not to have it even though well be uncomfortable. We survived well without mana before.

There is a difference between not having and not being able to use.

Hey, Daggari. Are you saying with that damn mouth of yours that it is okay for our Margaret to be in danger?

What are you talking about? Of course not.

Then shut up.

Mediating their quarrel, Enoch asked Kayden, But how do you seal mana?

The magic aid given by the Crown Prince Arthdal not only has the ability to release mana but also to control it. The ring can control her mana so that it looks like it is sealed in her body and it will temporarily put her in the same state as us. After that, we lure the monster close and check if the test is successful, then we kill it.

Enoch, who was listening to him quietly, stroked his chin and made a worried face. Kayden waited for his answer.

After a while, Enoch opened his mouth. If that is possible, I agree with Lord Kayden. It would be better to temporarily seal her mana and watch the situation. But still, hearing her opinion comes first, so lets talk about it again when she wakes up tomorrow.

Kayden nodded vigorously. Of course Margaret would agree.

But they did not know that Margaret had overheard their conversation and misunderstood it. That she was poisoned by anacondas gas and had already lost her rationality.

***

It was difficult to breathe.

After running for a while, I found a large tree and climbed it. Eunji, who had wrapped himself in the bag strap, slithered down onto my lap.

I wondered where the smell of disgusting mold came from, apparently, it came from my own body.

Fxxk.

I let out a tired sigh and leaned my back against the tree. Was there a problem when I killed the anaconda?

Maybe its because of this smell that I have a headache. Im confused. Very confused to the point where it is difficult to think rationally.

The exploded emotional dam was not filled again but continued to flow down and pooled on the muddy floor. It feels like struggling in a flood of dead emotions like that thick swamp.

I know in my head that Enoch and Kayden wouldnt do anything bad to me, but I keep feeling sad and hopeless.

I dont need anything, I just want to run away alone. I just want to get out of this difficult situation. It feels like the solid spirit that I painstakingly built up is now worn out, dull, and insignificantly crumbling.

I want to go home.

Its fine even if its not my house. I want to go to Margarets house. Anywhere is fine, as long as it is not on this island where lives are at stake anywhere and anytime.

I dont even need Enoch and Kayden if they threaten my life. I even have a cowardly mind to leave everyone in order to survive.

I want to live.

Tears streamed down. My cry broke out.

I dont want to die.

While I was crying like that for a long time, Eunji who was sitting on my lap and looking at me, slithered up.

Then suddenly, he bit my neck.

Ouch!

I was startled and fell from the tree. It wasnt tall, so fortunately there were no major injuries.

I put my hand on my neck because it stung. Then theres blood on my palm. Not red, but deep purple blood.

Damn, what the hell is this?

Wrapping my hand around my neck to stop the bleeding, I looked at Eunji who was still up in the tree.

Eunji slithered down the tree branch, and as soon as our eyes met, he opened his mouth wide and let out what appeared to be a purple gas.

It was similar to the poisonous gas emitted by the anaconda on the South Island.

Poison gas?

Hearing my question, Eunji jumped up and slithered around in circles as if I was right. Then he slithered down from the tree and wrapped himself around my neck.

He tapped me on the neck he bit with his head.

Why?

As I asked with a puzzled face, he slithered back down to the ground, opened his mouth wide, and let out a purple gas the size of my fist. Then he slithered up on me again and tapped me on the neck.

Only then did I understand what Eunji was trying to say.

Ah! Are you saying this purple blood is poison gas?

Eunji flicked his tongue out, then wrapped himself around my shoulder happily and rubbed his face against my cheek.

I took out a bandage from my bag and stopped the bleeding in my neck. When I pressed it hard, purple blood continued to seep through the bandage. The more purple blood soaked into it, the clearer my head felt.

The sadness and despair as if the world is going to collapse that I felt until just a moment ago is gradually fading away.

Oh, was it because of this?

The reason why I couldnt think rationally?