Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

77 – Bear Zone (1)

The fire burns.

A great fire was kindled.

In the midst of the great fire that engulfed and burned the building, I could see our soldiers screaming in pain with their limbs broken.

“… … .”

Jordi silently watched it with half-dead eyes.

After taking drugs during the night watch and being bullied in all kinds of ways by our soldiers, Jordi’s appearance has changed a lot.

The scars on the cheeks were caused by tears when the face was trampled on.

I wonder where I got hit wrong in my shoulder, and it continued to ache after being hit.

Her eyes were sunken from exhaustion, and her cheeks, which had been well-groomed, became slimmer.

Under the eyes, thick and deep dark circles have settled down due to insomnia caused by being forced to wake up while being bullied while sleeping, or from the stress of being bullied.

Where did his always clean-shaven appearance go? A thick beard covered the entire lower part of his lower body.

“Whoa.”

What is burning inside right now are the soldiers who led Jordi’s bullying.

As Jordi watched the soldiers burn, he bit into what looked like a cigar made from rolled weed.

Then he took out a match he had taken from an enemy soldier and lit it.

“Whoa.”

Jordi, who was quietly enjoying the drug, looked at the knights lined up behind him, given by the king.

If they wanted to protect Jordi, they could have kept it.

But they didn’t.

The cause of Jordi’s bullying is Jordi’s fault for sleeping while taking medicine during the night watch, and the level of bullying was also judged not to be ‘life-threatening’.

crude command.

sloppy response.

I can’t believe that this is an order and treatment given to a prince of a country.

In fact, this kind of treatment towards the prince caused dissatisfaction or distrust towards the king within the kingdom.

Isn’t the king old?

Isn’t it more crazy than that?

The king’s lineage should be kept intact in case of an emergency.

In times of turmoil, first of all, we must deal with public sentiment.

Above all else, the public sentiment of the nobles who supported various materials and manpower.

But what if you think the king has a fatal problem?

What if you think that the value of following the king has disappeared?

A traitor will emerge.

A duke’s charisma never falls to a king.

Among the nobles belonging to the kingdom’s army, there are those who are honest and loyal only to the crown placed on the king’s head.

Some of them weighed the difference between the duke and the king, preparing to betray at any time, and there were nobles whose loyalty was shaken by the behavior of the king.

“Let’s go back to the royal capital.”

“Prince, that is.”

“I said I was going back. Do you dare to vomit at my words?”

Jordi looked at the article about to say something.

Jordi sharpened his sword in pain that seemed to never end without the knights helping him.

He sharpened and polished himself with a sharp weapon, cutting off the flab in his heart that had gained weight while living comfortably.

Rough and crude, but sharp and lethal.

It became a twisted form that no one could touch if they touched it.

The knights who had watched Jordi stand alone during the war, attacking and burning the soldiers who had been harassing him, noticed.

Jordi is broken.

At least, he won’t be able to become the monarch the king wanted.

A tyrant at best he can be.

or cancer

Distorted and twisted, the people, the nobles, and the king himself will be dragged into the abyss.

When abandoned on a floating island, Chester predicted.

The king made a mistake he shouldn’t have made, and the duke would use this as an opportunity to stand up, and the king would surely regret his choice one day.

The king will regret it and the country will be impoverished.

Chester’s prediction was correct.

The duke lifted it and stood up.

The king’s choice led to a coup d’état.

The king is remorseful, and his country is burning.

And now.

The old king, who was losing his senses, made another mistake.

No matter how urgent it is, the successor who should have been precious and carefully nurtured, and who should have made the future of the country, was ruined.

“Tell me again. We will return to the royal road.”

He will regret his choice.

“My father, who was honorable, wise, and great, is old and broken.”

The country will pay the price again.

“If he stays like this, he will ruin the country, but I have no intention of looking at it.”

And the duke will advance, trampling on the burning country.

“In place of my broken father, I will become king.”

as a first step towards that.

“You will inform your families. I have decided to inherit the throne, so support and help me.”

Jordi smiled and said to the knights who were still hesitant about what to do.

“I will give my great reward to the families of loyal subjects who help me establish the kingdom right.”

Behind Jordi, who smiled while saying that.

The building was still tall and splendidly burning.

* * *

Chester, who woke up early like any other day, stared blankly at the ceiling, then turned his head to the side at the sudden feeling of weight in his body.

Monia was sleeping right next to Chester.

“… … .”

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Last night, after having a grandiose party in its own way to celebrate Monia’s successful coming-of-age ceremony, we played like crazy.

I couldn’t even remember when I fell asleep because I only had memories of dancing and singing.

Memories that don’t come to mind are like the next day after being drunk.

Chester, who was about to get up with a frown, felt a sense of weight besides Monia and looked up at his stomach, where Ant was sleeping curled up.

‘Why both.’

Is it that she sleeps clinging to herself like this?

“Whoa.”

With a small sigh, Chester removed Monia’s arms and legs from his body, lifted the sleeping Ant, and carefully placed it on top of Monia’s stomach.

“Oooh.”

Monia frowns as Ant lies on her smooth, firm belly with no flab, and her 11-shaped abs are slowly starting to show.

Chester looked at Monia and smiled, then poked his head out the window.

‘… … But the bonfire seems to have been properly organized.’

The log bonfire, which had been burning happily yesterday, was extinguished, covered in dirt.

Chester scratched his head, got out of the house, did his usual stretching and light exercise, and went back home.

When I went home, Monia, who had woken up while Chester was working out, was making rice.

Vegetables and meat are being boiled in homemade soup in a wide dish, and grain flour dough is being baked on the edge without soup.

Monia made dough using grain flour that she had made in advance and stored away, but she took it little by little to make a round, flat dough and was baking it.

“what?”

“Ah, I followed some dumplings. I make this kind of round dough and put the inside in to make it.”

“Hmm. Oh, you didn’t put anything in the meat?”

“Yes. Because Ant likes to put nothing in it… I did this instead.”

Monia showed off a few cut or ground peppers, salt, and various spices.

Then he took the baked dough in his hand, put it on top of the meat, and squeezed it with his hand to lift the meat.

Monia turned the dough holding the meat in the opposite direction, sprinkled salt, pepper, and red pepper on it and began to eat.

“how is it?”

“Good.”

Chester took the dough Monia was making and started making and baking it himself.

“Eat first.”

“yes.”

Monia started the meal by distributing meat to Ant, and Chester also ate between meals while making and baking the dough.

“I had fun yesterday.”

“yes?”

“Yes. It was the first time I sang while screaming like that, and it was the first time I danced like that.”

“Did you like it?”

“Yes!”

“Good.”

While eating, we talk about last night’s party.

“That’s right, Ant ate all the honey.”

“yes?”

“Do animals eat honey too?”

“I’ve seen bears eat honey.”

“Hee~.”

At Chester’s words, Monia looked at Ant.

Ant eats all the meat and looks at Monia with eyes asking for more.

Monia looked at Ant with a little pity.

‘It was the honey that Chester gave me!’

No matter how much Monia was Ant, she couldn’t yield honey.

“Okay, all baked.”

After the dough was baked, the full-fledged meal began, and Chester, Monia, and Ant finished their meal satisfactorily.

* * *

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Lunch after breakfast and walking around the river and trap area to finish the day.

The two focused on making red pepper powder bombs while roasting and eating simple foods.

To prevent the red pepper powder from being blown away by the wind, put up a stone and grind the red pepper powder on the stone plate that made the wall.

Put red pepper powder in a hemispherical bowl and continue combining the bowls.

Since the work was so simple and the number of bowls made was small, most of the work time was to make red pepper powder and dry the mud that glued the bowls together.

A total of five red pepper powder bombs were made like that.

Chester, who has a high accuracy of throwing, has three, but for safety, Monia also has two red pepper powder bombs.

“Then let’s go now.”

“… … Yes.”

Monia’s expression hardens at Chester’s words.

The red pepper powder bomb is complete.

That means, from now on, they’re heading there.

When you come to a floating island, a place you’ve never been to while staying close to home.

into the bear’s territory.