It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 100

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 100

“Ugh, did I overdo it last night?”

Ailesia sat up in bed, stretching fully while massaging her stiff neck. For some reason, her head felt slightly foggy too.

After completely wiping out the assassins and capturing a few survivors, they had reunited with Baron Gavin and returned to the manor just past 3 AM.

She had gone up to her room, used Clean Magic, quickly changed clothes, and lay down, but after briefly closing her eyes, morning had already arrived.

‘Being unnecessarily healthy is also a problem.’

This body that could stay perfectly fine without sleep for a whole week simply wouldn’t allow for sleeping in.

Regardless of when she went to bed, her eyes would automatically open when the sun was due to rise. What was she supposed to do about that? Now that she was already awake, it didn’t seem like she’d fall back asleep either.

Still, she didn’t want to leave her room, so she opened the terrace door wide and sat at the table by the window.

The cold morning wind of late January seemed to cut through flesh, but that had nothing to do with her.

‘I’d probably be fine even if I were dropped in Antarctica or the middle of a desert.’

Of course, she could feel heat and cold. She would sweat and her skin would turn red, but that was as far as it went.

Her physical condition was always maintained at optimal levels, and she had never caught so much as a common cold.

“Master, why is my body so sturdy? No matter how I think about it, it doesn’t seem like a human body.”

“How would I know? You must have a special constitution.”

“…Why is your answer so half-hearted? Are you really a dragon?”

“Drop the prejudice that dragons know everything, you foolish disciple. That’s racial discrimination.”

“Pfft.”

A memory from the past suddenly came to mind, making her chuckle involuntarily. Was the expression “racial discrimination” even appropriate in the first place?

Well, no matter how wise dragons were supposed to be, what they didn’t know, they didn’t know.

‘I need to check the will soon too.’

She had briefly read the newly appeared first page. It said something like “you’ve worked hard to get this far,” roughly that kind of message.

Honestly, she was dying of curiosity about what came next, but she had to be patient for now.

How long had it been since she made that bold promise to Elenora? She couldn’t leave her post again so soon. She planned to stay in the Imperial Capital and focus on the child at least until February.

As if she knew her teacher was thinking about her, the door opened quietly with a low friction sound, and Elenora tiptoed carefully inside.

“Huh?”

“Did you sleep well, Little One?”

“Teacher, you’re already awake…?”

“Right? I woke up completely because I wanted to wait for our Elly.”

“Ehehe.”

Elenora bounced in place and started walking toward Ailesia, then suddenly stopped in her tracks.

“Wow…”

The sky that had just begun to dawn soaked Ailesia’s blonde hair, swaying in the breeze, with sunlight. The nightgown wrapped around her body looked like layers of transparent flower petals, like a fairy’s dress from a fairy tale.

“Hm? What’s wrong?”

Ailesia’s figure, smiling brightly with her chin resting on her hand, was so beautiful it seemed unreal even to the child’s eyes.

Elenora ran and jumped into Ailesia’s arms with her heart pounding with overwhelming emotion.

“Teacher, you’re so pretty. You look just like a goddess from Star Country.”

“Again, saying such sweet things from the morning?”

“But it’s true! Your nightgown suits you so, so well too.”

“Nightgown? Ah.”

No wonder she felt groggy after waking up. Ailesia finally realized why she had felt sluggish this morning.

Queen Urnella’s negligee. She had fallen asleep wearing it, wondering what kind of dark magic might be cast on it.

‘This thing was quite the demon.’

Who would have thought she’d get her hands on a cursed item she’d only heard about in this way? She narrowed her eyes while stroking Elenora’s head as the child rubbed her face against her legs.

‘Perfect outfit for sending someone to their grave.’

When she slightly activated her Dragon Heart power, she could clearly see thin strands of demonic energy extending from the entire outfit, desperately trying to burrow into her body like fine roots.

The thickest and most concentrated strand of demonic energy writhed persistently, blocked by something invisible and continuously lurking around her heart area.

“Do you like this nightgown?”

“Can Elly wear it too when I grow up?”

“When Elly grows as tall as Teacher, I’ll give it to you as a gift.”

“Wow! Really?”

“Of course.”

Of course, she’d have to give Elenora a genuine one, not this bizarre mass of dark magic.

If an ordinary person wore this outfit, they’d be coughing up blood and dying within a year.

‘Now that I’ve worn it myself, I get the feeling.’

This curse consumed a person’s lifespan as if taking out some kind of loan, rapidly depleting it.

‘It maintains beauty and health by consuming life force…’

The reason Ailesia was barely affected was because she had abundant magical power and lifespan, and the Dragon Heart power was protecting her entire body.

If similar magic was cast on the necklace they had seized from the poachers, it wouldn’t be impossible for ordinary people to use aura either.

‘The more exposed to demonic energy, the greater the physical overload, and eventually the mana core would be destroyed.’

If demonic energy invaded that destroyed mana core, they would lose their reason and go berserk like Termion in the original story.

At the same time, it would burn whatever life force remained to temporarily grant superhuman strength.

‘Now I just need to confirm the activation principle.’

Even she couldn’t figure out everything at once. It seemed she had no choice but to take time and research it slowly.

“Shall we change clothes and go eat breakfast?”

“Is Uncle eating with us too?”

“Well, Uncle seems like he’ll be a bit busy.”

He had to interrogate the assassins they’d captured from the auction house, and repair the streets damaged from last night’s battle.

Considering the informants hiding in Tillan Fortress and the Grand Duke’s Castle, there were more than just one or two things to worry about. Termion would probably have quite a complicated time ahead as well.

Knock knock.

“Excuse me, Teacher. Is the Grand Duchess here by any chance?”

“It’s Sister Hilda!”

“Hello, Hilda. Good morning.”

“I knew you’d be here.”

Hilda smiled as if she’d expected this and picked up Elenora.

Since this had happened several times before, she seemed calm about it, but she still didn’t forget to say something.

“Grand Duchess, I told you to put up a sign when you go to Teacher’s room, didn’t I?”

“Ah! I forgot!”

“You can’t forget next time, okay? I’ll wash you and change your clothes.”

“Okay! Teacher, see you later!”

“Come back all squeaky clean, okay?”

“Yes!”

After confirming the door was closed, Ailesia took off the negligee and changed clothes. She deliberately wore pants today since she had quite a few places to visit.

“What should I do with that thing?”

After finishing her preparations, she stared at the neatly folded negligee, lost in thought for a moment.

‘I’d like to just tear it up if I could.’

Removing the curse itself was easy. She just had to activate her Dragon Heart power and crush the demonic energy.

But there was no guarantee this negligee would remain intact during that process.

Even the poacher who had demonic energy forcibly extracted couldn’t handle the shock and fainted, so it was questionable whether this delicate outfit could withstand it.

‘I’ll have to entrust this too.’

Who knows? Maybe someone at the Magic Tower Master’s level could separate the demonic energy in some ingenious way without side effects?

No matter how she thought about it, she was more of a practical type. It was more efficient to leave theory and research to experts and focus on what she did well.

“Time to start collecting those plot threads too.”

Where might that 5 million gold dragon bone be right about now? She was so looking forward to it.

The morning and afternoon spent constantly with Elenora passed by in a truly hectic blur.

After breakfast, they immediately proceeded with magic lessons, and while Elenora took a brief rest and review time, I met with Baron Gavin and quietly handed him a money pouch.

“What is this?”

“The cost for repairing yesterday’s street damage. I’ve divided 100 mithril coins per pouch, so please use as much as needed.”

Using Retis’s budget might risk leaving a trail. Getting reimbursed by Termion later was one thing, but using my own private funds was safer for now.

“…It seems like more than half will be left over?”

“You can keep it and use it for some personal care later.”

Since money was overflowing anyway, this was the time to spend it generously. It also served as a bit of greasing the wheels.

Baron Gavin wasn’t someone who would waste this money on frivolous things, so there was no need to worry.

In the afternoon, I summoned Whitey and Blanky for the first time in a while. Thanks to playing energetically with them, Elenora finished dinner earlier than usual and fell fast asleep just after 7 o’clock.

Everything up to this point went according to plan.

“Well then.”

Ailesia interlaced her fingers, stretched her arms out, and looked up at the enormous building that seemed to pierce the sky.

A blue tower reminiscent of the skyscrapers from her previous life.

It was the Blue Flame Magic Tower, the pride of the Blair Empire and the pinnacle of cutting-edge magical arts.

“Shall I go see a friend’s face?”

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