It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 128

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 128

 

“I have something I’m curious about.”

 

The boy sitting in the carriage cautiously spoke to the knight sitting across from him.

 

“Yes, Your Highness the Prince. Please feel free to ask.”

 

“Um… would it be alright if it’s a somewhat rude question?”

 

“Throughout the entire Empire, there are only four people who could speak of rudeness to Your Highness the Prince. And I am not included among them.”

 

Reassured by the knight’s gentle smile and response, the Second Prince Kalior asked him.

 

“How strong is someone like Lord Rias?”

 

“…Pardon? Uh, hmm.”

 

When Tulk showed a troubled expression upon hearing the question, Kalior scratched his cheek with his finger, wondering if he had said something inappropriate.

 

However, Tulk soon straightened his expression and spoke.

 

“To answer that question, I would first need to ask about Your Highness the Prince’s standards for what constitutes strength.”

 

“Just, a feeling? I’ve seen several Imperial Palace Knights, but none of them gave off a stronger aura presence than Lord Rias.”

 

Curiosity appeared on Tulk’s face upon hearing the answer.

 

The fact that Kalior, who had never properly trained before, could sense the knights’ aura presence meant his talent was extraordinary.

 

“I don’t know the Imperial Palace Knights’ abilities and wouldn’t dare evaluate them… But I could make comparisons within the Tigel Knight Order.”

 

“Then what rank is Lord Rias? I heard there are many knights in the Tigel Knight Order who use both aura and magic simultaneously?”

 

Kalior, with his eyes sparkling brightly, looked like an ordinary 9-year-old boy. He looked so adorable that Tulk almost wanted to pat his head without thinking.

 

‘Oh no, I can’t do that.’

 

Tulk, who had half-raised his hand, naturally brought it to his mouth and cleared his throat while taking his time.

 

Treating Elenora somewhat casually was something Termion had permitted some knights to do, but if the other party was a prince, the story was different. Just touching his body could constitute a crime of disrespect.

 

“I can also use magic a little. The minimum qualification for joining the Tigel Knight Order is the ability to use 2nd Rank Magic. You must also be able to handle aura simultaneously. Though there are exceptions.”

 

“Wow…”

 

“To answer your question first, among knights of the same class, he’s reasonably strong. In the entire Knight Order… well.”

 

This is really difficult. It was a problem he had never considered since becoming a formal knight.

 

In fact, comparing who was stronger within the Tigel Knight Order didn’t have much meaning. It was enough to succeed in missions and return alive with all limbs intact.

 

“The most important mission of the Tigel Knight Order is to stop the magic beasts of the Gardbale Mountains. Sometimes we make bets on who can catch more magic beasts, but no one takes it seriously.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Because returning safely proves each person’s strength.”

 

“Then… the Tigel Knight Order must have a Captain too, right?”

 

“Besides the Captain, there are also several Senior Knights who serve as Vice Commanders.”

 

“Are they stronger than Lord Rias?”

 

If an ordinary knight had heard this, they might have glared in offense, but Kalior truly looked genuinely curious.

 

‘He really seems very interested in this area.’

 

Tulk subtly suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise pleasantly and deliberately answered in a serious voice.

 

“Someone like me wouldn’t even be a match for them. I’d probably get praised if I could last even 10 seconds.”

 

“Wow…!”

 

Kalior let out an exclamation and leaned his body slightly forward.

 

The questions that had started from vague curiosity were enough to transform the boy’s heart with anticipation and longing.

 

“If I train hard too, could I become as strong as Lord Rias or the other knights?”

 

“Hmm… That’s…”

 

Before he knew it, the carriage that had been running came to a stop. Tulk glanced outside and finished his words with a smile.

 

“How about asking the strongest person in the Tigel Knight Order?”

 

“The strongest person? Who’s that?”

 

“The one who has been escorting Your Highness the Prince from outside the entire way here.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Just then, the carriage door slowly opened.

 

Termion, who had dismounted from his horse first, extended his hand to Kalior with his usual calm expression.

 

“Welcome to Retis’s Town House, Second Prince.”

 

“…But you carried me when I got on earlier too?”

 

“If you’re upset about it, you should have grown taller before coming. You should have eaten twice as much.”

 

Kalior made a thoroughly sulky expression but obediently leaned his body against Termion’s arm.

 

* * *

 

“Waaah! Kal!”

 

The first person to welcome Kalior upon arriving at the manor was naturally Elenora.

 

Having been outside for who knows how long, Elenora with her cheeks flushed red came running as if to pounce on Kalior, only to stop her body right in front of him.

 

Then she suddenly grabbed the hem of her coat and bowed her head with the most demure expression possible.

 

“Elenora Vies von Retis greets Your Highness the Prince. Welcome to your visit to Retis.”

 

“Uh…”

 

It was a skillful greeting uncharacteristic of a child, but perhaps because of her still small stature, it looked more adorable than elegant.

 

Kalior, who had hesitated at that sight, stiffly managed to place his arm horizontally across his waist.

 

“Th-thank you for inviting me.”

 

“Really? Are you really grateful?”

 

As soon as the greeting ended, Elenora grabbed Kalior’s hands and arms tightly. She was so energetic that Kalior’s body swayed slightly for a moment.

 

“If you’re grateful, you have to play with Elly a lot!”

 

“Could you let go of this and then we talk?”

 

“If I let go, you always run away! Always saying you want to go home quickly!”

 

“…This is your house, so I can’t say that.”

 

“Huh? That’s right? Even if Kal runs away, it’s still our house anyway?”

 

Elenora had a more excited face than ever before. It seemed like this was probably the first time a friend her age had visited the manor.

 

‘Of course, it’s even more so because of who the other party is.’

 

Ailesia, who had been quietly watching that scene from behind, moved forward and spread her arms.

 

“Huh?”

 

“Teacher is using magic!”

 

Unlike Elenora who was already used to it, Kalior looked flustered and didn’t know what to do when his body floated up in the air.

 

“Hello, little prince? Have you been well?”

 

“…Hello.”

 

Kalior, settled in one of Ailesia’s arms, rolled his eyes around and blushed.

 

He clearly knew that this person was neither royalty nor even nobility, but he couldn’t bring himself to speak casually.

 

Moreover, while the other person used casual speech with him without hesitation, he didn’t find it unpleasant at all. Rather, every time he heard Ailesia’s voice, his heart felt strangely warm and reassured.

 

“Teacher, aren’t I heavy?”

 

“Of course not. Teacher is super strong, you know.”

 

It was actually the people around them who were surprised by the sight of Ailesia carrying a child in each arm.

 

“My goodness, what energy she has.”

 

“Hey, did you sense anything? I can’t tell at all.”

 

“If I could tell that, I’d be an Arch Mage, you fool.”

 

At least the Knights naturally assumed Ailesia must have used Magic and whispered among themselves, but the Servants who had come to greet them could only shake their heads in amazement.

 

“Is the Prince Palace warm? Are you eating well?”

 

“…I’m doing well.”

 

“But why are you still so thin? Oh dear, let’s eat lots of delicious food while you’re visiting. You need to eat well without being picky like Elly, so you can gain weight and grow tall.”

 

Kalior just nodded. Before he knew it, one hand was gripping Ailesia’s shoulder tightly.

 

“That’s right, Kal doesn’t really like Meat.”

 

“Goodness, you’re missing out on more than half of life.”

 

“When I eat a lot of Meat… it upsets my stomach.”

 

Kalior answered in a dejected voice with his gaze lowered. However, neither Ailesia nor Elenora showed any reaction.

 

‘…Why are they like that?’

 

Actually, I like Meat too. I answered feeling a bit wronged, but did I make some mistake?

 

When the timid boy cautiously raised his face, what he saw before his eyes was Elenora’s face brimming with tears.

 

“E, Elly…?”

 

“Kal, if you’re sick, *sniff*. That’s not good.”

 

“I, I’m not sick! It’s not that I’m sick, just a little uncomfortable, no, rather than that it might taste bad! I haven’t eaten much Meat, so I might not know well!”

 

“Hiiing….”

 

“I’ll eat hard from now on, so don’t cry, please! Okay? Okay?”

 

Kalior waved his arms frantically trying to somehow comfort Elenora, but the tears that had already welled up were on the verge of overflowing.

 

Then, Ailesia gently rubbed her cheek against Elenora’s head and whispered.

 

“Little One, stop. You can’t cry over something like that when your friend is visiting for the first time, right?”

 

“*sob*, *sniff*. Yes.”

 

Fortunately, Elenora took out her own Handkerchief, wiped her eyes, and blew her nose loudly.

 

“Crybaby Grand Duchess.”

 

“I’m not! It’s because Kal is stupid.”

 

“What does that have to do with anything?”

 

“If Elly says so, then I guess it’s true.”

 

While soothing the two children who were bickering as if nothing had happened, Ailesia secretly looked at Kalior with pitying eyes.

 

‘The aftereffects are still there….’

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