It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 113

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 113

 

“That’s…”

 

As Ailesia trailed off with a troubled expression, Termion recalled her appearance when he encountered her in the Garden a few days ago.

 

‘She wasn’t that dejected even in the Mountain Range.’

 

Ailesia had kept her head deeply bowed the entire time he was putting the Cloak on her.

 

Even the joke she seemed to reluctantly make came out in a voice that was heavily subdued, as if she was forcibly holding back tears.

 

“It wasn’t because I was troubled by my conversation with Melbarik. I had something else to think about.”

 

So she did have something troubling her. He hadn’t expected her to answer honestly anyway.

 

‘…I’m not in a position to expect that much.’

 

She had said something like that once before.

 

It was probably the early morning after they departed for the Grand Duke’s Castle, when she brought back Elenora who had secretly slept at the Town House.

 

“Worrying about Elly is entirely your right. I have no qualification to say anything about that.”

 

At the time, he thought it was quite heartless, but now that he found himself in this situation, he understood why she had said those words.

 

‘Because there’s no certainty about the other person…’

 

More precisely, it was because of the fear of not knowing how his feelings for someone would be received by others.

 

Whether that other person was the one involved or someone around them.

 

“When do you expect the research results to come out?”

 

Termion changed the subject without showing any particular emotion. Now was the time to focus on the immediate matter rather than his own feelings.

 

“He said he’d send a Letter as soon as it’s finished. Though I doubt he’ll send it under his real name.”

 

“Won’t he address it to you as the recipient?”

 

“That would make sense, wouldn’t it?”

 

“Then there shouldn’t be any problem. I’ll inform the Head Maid in advance.”

 

“…That’s it?”

 

“…What else is needed?”

 

Termion tilted his head with a blank look. The slightly frowning expression had already returned to normal.

 

As he showed a nonchalant attitude, it was Ailesia who felt deflated instead.

 

Even if he wouldn’t go as far as throwing a fit about how dare the Magic Tower send a Letter to the Grand Ducal House, she expected him to show at least some displeasure.

 

‘His eyes were practically rolling back at the Imperial Palace Banquet Hall.’

 

…Well, if he says that wasn’t him, there’s nothing she could say about it.

 

“You seemed to not like Melbarik very much. I was wondering if you were upset that I acted on my own.”

 

“I need to separate personal and professional matters. And regardless of whatever feelings I have about that person, wouldn’t it be more rude for me to arbitrarily interfere with your relationships?”

 

“That’s true, but…”

 

Why is he being so cool about this? He’s really not showing even the slightest bit of jealousy.

 

Normally in this kind of situation, one would find fault for no reason or make unreasonable excuses to make contact difficult.

 

‘Did I misunderstand something?’

 

Maybe it was just trust and intimacy like that of a colleague or caring older sister? Not romantic interest?

 

Perhaps seeing how he treated her kindly like he would care for his niece Elenora, she might have been grasping at straws all by herself.

 

“Let’s finish the rest of our conversation in the morning. It’s almost 1 o’clock already.”

 

Termion stood up from his seat and opened the terrace door.

 

Since Ailesia always used flight magic from the terrace whenever she left the office, he naturally assumed she would do the same this time.

 

“Why are you opening that?”

 

“…Weren’t you going to leave this way?”

 

“I’m going to walk?”

 

Perhaps because of the sulky tone that slipped out without her realizing it, Termion showed a slightly flustered expression. He closed the terrace door again and put on the cloak he had taken off.

 

“I’ll escort you to the West Wing.”

 

“You don’t have a cloak to return today though?”

 

“I wanted to get some night air.”

 

Of course. How is this supposed to be goodwill as a colleague or family member? Ailesia glanced at Termion with innocent eyes.

 

It’s not like there are magic beasts roaming around the manor, and even if attackers suddenly appeared, she’d be the one who should worry about them instead, so an escort? At this point, all the talk about walks and such is nothing but excuses.

 

“…Do as you please.”

 

There’s no need to stubbornly insist on going alone, right? A late-night fan meeting isn’t so bad either.

 

* * *

 

Two days after Hilda returned from her vacation, it became the first week of February.

 

After finishing breakfast at the main building and heading to the West Wing, Lady Herman handed her an envelope.

 

“What’s this?”

 

“It’s a letter addressed to you, Teacher.”

 

When she checked the sender, the name ‘Breeze’ was written on it. After staring at the envelope for a moment, Ailesia soon guessed the sender’s identity and let out a small laugh.

 

“Thank you. It came faster than I expected.”

 

“It seems to have arrived early this morning. You said they were a friend, right?”

 

“For now, yes.”

 

Perhaps because the answer wasn’t very convincing, Lady Herman showed a slightly puzzled expression. Then she bowed her head without saying anything else and withdrew.

 

“Teacher, you have friends too?”

 

“I… suppose?”

 

Why did Elenora’s question, who had been waiting quietly beside her, sound so meaningful?

 

She must have asked out of pure curiosity, but suddenly her social circle seemed quite narrow.

 

Ailesia smiled awkwardly and took the child’s hand as they went outside.

 

The snow that had accumulated throughout winter had already disappeared without a trace, and signs of new sprouts beginning to emerge could be seen in the garden. According to Hilda, once mid-February passes, the weather becomes noticeably warmer.

 

“What are we doing today, Teacher?”

 

As she entered the room and looked for books to study, Elenora, who was sitting in a chair swinging her legs, asked in a subtle voice.

 

“Is there something you want to do?”

 

“Hmm… Treasure hunting!”

 

Suddenly, treasure hunting? She was momentarily speechless at this unexpected option, but Elenora seemed to already have it all planned out.

 

“We did it here last time, so let’s go to the castle this time!”

 

She had never wandered around the manor with Elenora. It was probably something that happened when she was often away after the New Year banquet.

 

“You did it when Teacher wasn’t here after coming up to the Imperial Capital? Rebecca said you had a lot of fun.”

 

Since she couldn’t very well ask what kind of trouble Elenora had been causing, she subtly changed the subject. Fortunately, Elenora chattered away in a bright voice without any suspicion.

 

“I took garden walks with Sister Rebecca and explored the manor too!”

 

“Explored the manor?”

 

“There are so many rooms in the manor that Elly hasn’t been able to enter. I looked around Uncle’s library and even went to the basement!”

 

“By yourself?”

 

“I did that a few times but got caught and scolded by Sister Hilda, hehe.”

 

According to Rebecca, including the incident of jumping off the terrace last time, she had been severely scolded three times, so she had probably been rummaging through the manor quite thoroughly beyond that.

 

“Oh my, that’s why Sister Hilda worries about you.”

 

“But when I go around with Sister Hilda, she keeps telling me not to go in places.”

 

“…It’s not because you open everything up and rummage through it all, is it?”

 

“Ehehehehe.”

 

At Elenora’s cute laugh as she tried to smooth things over with charm, Ailesia pressed her forehead, knowing this would happen.

 

Even when she first entered the log cabin in the forest, she was so overflowing with curiosity that she had made a mess of the room while lunch was being prepared on the first day.

 

Of course, Ailesia had just smiled and let it be. She was too busy observing Elenora in her joy at finally meeting the original work’s protagonist, and anyway, she could clean it up with just a few snaps of her fingers.

 

“But no matter how much I searched, I couldn’t find any treasure.”

 

“Treasure?”

 

“Since it’s so big, I thought there would be at least one hidden treasure somewhere, tch.”

 

“What were you going to do if you found treasure?”

 

“Give it as a gift to Uncle and Teacher!”

 

“Oh my, really?”

 

Thinking how admirable that was, she was patting Elenora’s head when words that couldn’t be easily overlooked flowed from Elenora’s mouth.

 

“I looked inside the desk drawers, under the bed sheets, between furniture gaps, and under flower pot stands. I even flipped over carpets and picture frames but there was nothing at all, hmph.”

 

“Ahaha… That must have been disappointing, right?”

 

“The castle is bigger than here, so there’s definitely going to be treasure! I can do much better if I search with Teacher!”

 

“Is that so?”

 

Ailesia responded appropriately with a smile while urgently recalling the original work’s content in her mind.

 

It was early February now. The time when Iolene would drive out Baron Baton and several retainers had already passed.

 

‘It was written that it happened after the Imperial Palace New Year banquet ended, before February.’

 

Iolene, who had been staying in the Imperial Capital, accidentally discovered an eavesdropping magic device hidden in his office, then secretly instructed Baron Gavin to investigate whose doing it was.

 

Thus Baron Baton the head butler’s conspiracy was exposed, and a bloody storm swept through the town house.

 

Evidence of plotting to kidnap Elenora was revealed, so all the servants involved in that incident were also completely purged.

 

‘…It’s just a coincidence, right?’

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————