All of my words and actions would not have been possible if this place was a kingdom or the Langridge Empire.
However, where we are now was a dangerous uninhabited island where if a monster appeared, we could die instantly.
I picked up an extra harpoon that had fallen on the ground and forced it into his hand.
I said, "Now you're not helping the group. Stop playing around and learn how to catch fish."
In fact, I was more willing to tease him, but I didn't mean to teach him how to catch fish.
It wouldn't be a lie to say that I was trying to test his survival skills.
Arthdal didn't contribute at all, so I had to find at least one useful ability for him.
He held his chin and looked at me for a long time without moving. It's hard to know what he's thinking.
Fortunately, his anger had subsided. But in the end, all he said was, "I don't want to."
Arthdal raised his chin with an arrogant face and looked at me. Then he smiled and asked, "Didn't you say that you are good at catching fish? You can catch fish, so why should I learn to catch fish?"
"What?"
It was an arrogant tone. I have to admit he has the skill of twisting words.
"Why are you so inconsiderate? What will you do if we don't live in groups?"
I was too stunned to ask what he meant. Arthdal said nonsense again, "What are you worried about? From now on, you just need to stay by my side. "
'......?'
What the fxxk are you talking about? Are you saying you're going to make me a fish-catching slave?
"Why me? Are you crazy? I don't want to be next to you."
As I swore in my own way, the profane language almost came out of my mouth.
I am an idiot who offered to teach such a person how to hunt fish.
"Young Lady, if you are a true royal family, you should be able to use people according to their use. I will not use my own hands."
Arthdal, who continued to speak in an annoying tone, seemed to have absolutely no intention of learning to fish. Damn.
"Yes yes. On this island, you will be the first of us to say goodbye to the world."
"......it is an insult to the royal family."
"So. You mean you will continue to be a useless person?"
"It's also useful to treat people according to their use—"
"Ha. Only your mouth keeps moving."
"Young Lady. What are you talking about—"
"If you're not going to help me catch the fish, shut up."
"......"
Only then did Arthdal shut up.
After that, Arthdal continued to talk to me, but I didn't respond and was diligently catching fish.
I quickly gave up teaching him how to catch fish.
What's the point of teaching a man with such a brain? That is a very waste of time.
Ignoring the annoying Arthdal, I continued catching fish. I have to eat to live.
Arthdal sat on a rock and kept on nagging.
"I'll correct what I said that you can do nothing. Your fishing skills are excellent."
Arthdal said as if he were a watchman monitoring his labor.
"There are fish passing by. Young Lady, there. Yes, there. Catch it!"
Fxxk, am I a fish-catching slave?
I threw the harpoon to catch the fish Arthdal spoke of, but I was hit by the reality.
I stepped on my foot. Damn. I swore never to go hunting with Arthdal again.
"Young Lady, there!"
"I told you not to say anything if you won't help. Don't try to test my patience and shut up!"
When I threw the harpoon while catching fish and got angry, Arthdal skillfully shrugged.
Should I hit him? Or not?
I took a deep breath as I pondered seriously. I got up from my seat after organizing the wooden basket full of fish.
Looking up at the sky, time had passed and the sun was starting to set.
Stuck on this island and going out to find food to survive and fight the monsters, I must have been half crazy.
Arthdal came down from the rock and said with a proud face, "It was a rewarding hunt. You seem to be more useful than I thought, Young Lady."
"I told you, I have no intention of becoming a useful person to you."
He took my basket of fish and walked ahead.
"I thought you were arrogant at first."
Then he suddenly stopped walking and looked back at me.
"You are the first person to talk to me like that, Young Lady. I like it."
"......yes?"
Arthdal looked at me and smiled, then turned and walked ahead.
I stood there with a puzzled look on my face, then hurriedly followed him.
"Should I thank you when you said that? It sounded like, 'You're the first girl to hit me.' I don't need that kind of consideration."
Arthdal, who was walking in front of me, looked back at me.
"I don't do stupid things like that. And I didn't mean to say that I like you in that kind of meaning. I'm just saying that I like you, Young Lady."
"Ah, yes yes."
Arthdal talked too much. And that's annoying. I just nodded.
"It's annoying that there are only the same species of fish, but still, you've worked hard."
When the hut came into view, Arthdal gave me a compliment that didn't seem like a compliment.
I maintained my patience by chanting countless words of patience in my head.
Come on, I'm Margaret. A noble lady. I'm a noble lady......
A noble lady who catches fish, fxxk.
***
"Young Lady Floné, come here."
"Isn't this what you are good at, Young Lady? Help me."
"Young Lady Floné."
"Young Lady?"
Throughout the evening of hunting together, I suffered a lot because of Arthdal.
The problem was that he was constantly looking for me and asking for my help, to the point where the word 'Young Lady Floné' made me sick.
Yuanna asked me, "Why does Arthdal keep looking for you like that, Young Lady?"
"I don't know either, Saintess. Can you tell him to stop looking for me? Sigh."
I said while grabbing Yuanna's hand with a serious face.
I can't hit him because he's a crown prince.
Apparently, Kayden had also gone out to find firewood, so there was no reason for me to run away from Arthdal.
"Young Lady Floné! What the hell are you doing?"
Arthdal, who had been calling for me for a long time, came down from the second floor and found me.
"What's going on? Why is Crown Prince Arthdal looking for Margaret?"
And then, miraculously, Enoch appeared. Apparently, he had gone on a reconnaissance to a distant place, so he was late returning to the hut.
Like a daughter who is scolded by her mother and welcomes her father home, I jumped for joy and greeted Enoch.
"Why are you so late?"
Enoch looked at me with a puzzled face and stroked my hair very naturally.
'......huh? What?'
I didn't mean to ask him to stroke my hair. I blushed and stroked the hair he had stroked, then turned to Arthdal's call.
"Young Lady."
Arthdal, who was walking closer, looked at Enoch and me in turn and tilted his head
As he got closer, his face caught my eye.
Arthdal was the second most influential male lead after Enoch, so there was no doubt that he was handsome.
But still, being good-looking is of no use to survive in an extreme environment. I couldn't hide my annoyance and asked Arthdal, "Why do you keep looking for me?"
"There's a suspicious bug in my room. You seem good at catching bugs."
I was stunned by Arthdal's words.
Doesn't that man only think of me as a maid of the Hestia Kingdom? But, maids don't even catch bugs.
'Besides, what do you mean by a suspicious bug?'