It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 124

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 124

 

Merisa, who immediately grasped the situation, had no choice but to swallow a groan inwardly.

 

Countess Sergel’s notoriety was already well-established in the industry.

 

Not only at dress shops, but also at jewelry stores and high-end liquor shops—wherever nobles frequented, she would ignore reservation orders and constantly cause friction with other customers.

 

But the reason no one could restrain her was because of her husband Count Sergel, or more precisely, because of Count Sergel’s father.

 

“Hey, do you know who our aunt is? She’s the highest person after His Imperial Majesty!”

 

The girl who had been camping in front of the dress until then shouted at Elenora. Despite her young age, her attitude showed she knew very well who was backing her.

 

“Aunt?”

 

It was just as Ailesia was tilting her head thinking “surely not.” The countess, with a sneer plastered across her face, poked Elenora’s head with her fingertips.

 

“Little girl, the person in front of you is the First Imperial Consort’s one and only niece and Duke Kaif’s granddaughter. She’s the girl with the most noble status in this Empire.”

 

Count Sergel was Duke Kaif’s second son and the First Imperial Consort’s younger brother. He was the youngest among Duke Kaif’s 2 sons and 3 daughters, and also the man most notorious for having the worst personality.

 

Of course, Ailesia had no interest in knowing the detailed family tree of House Kaif.

 

What was most important to her right now was the fact that this rude woman had carelessly laid hands on Elenora’s body.

 

“Now that you know, hurry up and apologize before leaving. I’ll forgive your rudeness in talking back to an adult with just that.”

 

“You’re really being a damn nuisance.”

 

“…What did you say?”

 

Smack!

 

“Aaah!”

 

“Don’t you understand? Should I say you’re acting pathetic?”

 

Ailesia, who had forcefully struck away the countess’s hand, examined Elenora’s forehead. In that brief moment, the skin scratched by fingernails had turned red.

 

“Little One, are you okay?”

 

“Teacher…”

 

Elenora, who had been standing in a daze, finally came to her senses and began to sniffle little by little.

 

“Teacher, what’s happening… Oh my! My, no, Miss!”

 

“Hi, Hilda… Waaaah!”

 

As soon as she saw Hilda approaching after hearing the commotion, grief seemed to overwhelm her, and Elenora finally burst into tears.

 

“Teacher, shall I cut her?”

 

Rebecca was already gripping her sword hilt, glaring at the countess with murderous eyes as if she would devour her.

 

“Are you acting like this now because you trust one guard knight? Whatever family you’re from, you need to be completely uprooted to come to your senses! Do you think others don’t bring guards because they don’t have any?”

 

The countess, filled with rage, clutched her wrist and made a scene with her face completely flushed. That was understandable, since Ailesia had infused a bit of magical power when she struck her hand away earlier.

 

‘Either the back of her hand or wrist bone, something must have been dislocated.’

 

Maybe I should have just broken it completely. It’s a bit light as payment for injuring Elenora’s forehead.

 

“Customer, I’m sorry but…”

 

The person who broke the extremely tense standoff was Madam Merisa, whose face had already turned pale.

 

“Our dress shop cannot sell any products to you, so please leave now.”

 

Merisa’s expression as she turned her back on the countess and bowed slightly was truly desperate. She sent urgent glances to Ailesia while only moving her lips.

 

‘Please avoid this for now. I’ll handle the aftermath later.’

 

Merisa didn’t want the customers before her to become innocent victims caught up in the countess’s rage.

 

While she herself had already established her position and could somehow continue her business, she knew well that nobles who fell out of favor with the Kaif Duchy couldn’t operate in the Imperial Capital. There had been quite a few small and medium nobles who suffered unjustly.

 

‘How unexpected.’

 

Usually, owners of such high-end dress shops would side with those in higher power, but Merisa’s sincerity came through completely in her attitude.

 

She must have suffered quite a lot from Countess Sergel to act like this, which was rather pitiful.

 

“The most noble girl in the Empire? How ridiculous.”

 

“Customer!”

 

Merisa let out what was almost a scream, but Ailesia patted her shoulder as if telling her not to worry.

 

“She’s not even a direct descendant of Duke Kaif, and being the First Imperial Consort’s niece doesn’t make her imperial family. What nonsense is she spouting.”

 

“Are you finished talking?”

 

“Don’t try to act refined with formal speech now. Our Elly is the most noble girl in the Empire.”

 

“What did you say?”

 

“Not only did you dare hurl abuse at the Grand Duchess of Retis, but you even injured her body? That wrist of yours could be cut off, couldn’t it?”

 

“Just give the order, Teacher.”

 

Swish.

 

Rebecca slightly revealed her blade as if she had been waiting for this moment. The person who was actually intimidated by that sharp edge was Madam Merisa.

 

“G-G-Grand Duchess of Retis?!”

 

“That’s right. This child’s name is Elenora Vies von Retis. She’s the niece of Grand Duke Retis and his only heir, and the granddaughter of Grand Duchess Retis, whom even His Imperial Majesty respects as an elder.”

 

The situation was getting increasingly twisted. Countess Sergel pulled her daughter to the side and kept rolling her eyes around nervously.

 

“…How can I believe what you’re saying?”

 

“Whether you believe it or not, that’s your freedom.”

 

How about using this as an excuse to storm into the Kaif Duchy?

 

Since Iolene said she would meet the Emperor, it would be quite a sight to see if she overturned that side as well.

 

“So then, you. Will you apologize, or will your wrist be cut off?”

 

“Are you finished talking?”

 

Perhaps because Ailesia had come on so strongly, Countess Sergel couldn’t take any particular action despite raising her voice.

 

As they exchanged glances for a moment, an unexpected guest appeared.

 

Ding-

 

“Hello. I’d like to buy some handkerchiefs.”

 

…Huh, that voice sounds somehow familiar. It’s very similar to the man I sat across from and talked with just a few days ago?

 

“Lady Milenov?”

 

“Melbarik?”

 

“My goodness, to meet in a place like this! What brings you here?”

 

The moment she saw the ash-blond handsome man who came running over with a bright smile, Ailesia’s energy completely deflated.

 

‘Why are you appearing here?’

 

* * *

 

As soon as Melbarik saw Elenora, he knelt on one knee and gave an excessively polite greeting.

 

“It’s my first time meeting you, Grand Duchess of Retis. I am the Blue Flame Magic Tower Master and Marquis Windrake, Melberik Windrake. I’m a friend who shares academic exchanges with the Grand Duchess’s teacher.”

 

“…Magic Tower Master uncle?”

 

“Oh my, what an honor to be called uncle by the Grand Duchess.”

 

Elenora, who actually received the greeting, shyly hid behind Hilda, but either way, that ended the situation.

 

No matter how haughty Countess Sergel was, she couldn’t afford to ignore Melbarik, the Magic Tower Master.

 

She reluctantly nodded her head before taking her daughter and fleeing the dress shop.

 

And Ailesia, whose shopping mood had completely soured, put into practice that very action from her bucket list.

 

Stretching out her arm and drawing a straight line in midair with her finger, she coolly delivered her line with a chic expression.

 

“From here to there, and from there to there too. I’ll take everything.”

 

“Wh-where shall we deliver them?”

 

“To the Retis Grand Ducal Town House.”

 

After leaving the dress shop, Melbarik approached suggesting they have some tea.

 

“There’s a dessert shop that the Grand Duchess would like.”

 

“…How would you know a child’s taste?”

 

“When you’re absorbed in research, you need sugar.”

 

Melbarik’s boast wasn’t wrong. Elenora, who had been sulking ever since leaving the dress shop, was completely captivated by the three-tiered blueberry chiffon cake and snow-white cheese tart.

 

“Wow! The cake is so big!”

 

“Eat slowly. Don’t forget to say thank you.”

 

“Magic Tower Master Uncle, thank you for the meal!”

 

Melbarik just smiled and waved his hand. Surprisingly, he showed no resistance to being called ‘uncle.’

 

“You like children?”

 

Ailesia, who had moved to a separate seat due to the cramped table, asked Melbarik sitting across from her.

 

“My sister’s son and daughter are around the Grand Duchess’s age. Maybe two years older.”

 

“I see… You didn’t seem to mind being called uncle.”

 

“It would be strange for someone who gets called uncle to expect a different title from a child younger than his niece.”

 

“Why not, like oppa?”

 

“…Just thinking about it is horrifying. One person calling me that in this world is enough. Preferably none at all.”

 

Melbarik shook his head vigorously with a horrified expression. His reaction was beyond dislike, almost approaching disgust.

 

‘He must have a younger sister besides his older sister.’

 

It seemed even the Magic Tower Master couldn’t escape the reality of sibling dynamics.

 

Seeing this somewhat human side of him made him feel slightly, just slightly endearing.

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