It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 135

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 135

 

After making the decision, her heart felt much lighter.

 

‘It wasn’t even my problem to worry about in the first place.’

 

The relationship between Elenora and Termion was strictly between the two of them. Until someone asked for help first, she shouldn’t interfere.

 

This was separate from the original work. That’s just how human relationships are.

 

‘Besides, they’re family. It’s not my place to meddle.’

 

If she interfered with unnecessary meddling, she might only make things worse. All she could do was trust them and watch from the sidelines.

 

Ailesia drained the half-remaining cup in one gulp and set it down on the table. The already cold chocolate milk was still just as sweet.

 

“I’ll think about what to do with Sophia too. Let’s discuss it again tomorrow.”

 

“Should I tell the knights to strengthen their surveillance?”

 

“Is there really a need for that? Won’t she behave herself for a while?”

 

“How about deliberately giving her an opening? Like telling the head maid to reduce her workload?”

 

“That’s a good idea.”

 

In any case, Sophia had been questioned by whoever she was talking to earlier. She might have gotten lucky this time, but she was probably quite anxious inside.

 

“I should get going.”

 

“Already?”

 

…Already? It was almost 10 o’clock.

 

Hilda would be taking care of the children, but she still needed to check on them.

 

And she planned to stop by the library before it got too late. Since she had decided to return the note, it seemed better to act before any unnecessary thoughts interfered.

 

“I need to stop by the library briefly and then check on the children’s bedtime. Lately, they’ve been having so much fun playing together that they keep whining about staying up late.”

 

“…The library at this hour?”

 

“To pick out some fairy tale books for the children to read. Why?”

 

“In that outfit?”

 

What’s wrong with these clothes? They were decent pajamas with only her neck, hands, and feet exposed, and she even had a gown over them.

 

When she stared at him with wide eyes, Termion swallowed a short sigh and brought over a robe hanging on the coat rack.

 

“The library maintains a cool temperature at all times to preserve the books. You’ll be cold in that outfit.”

 

“Huh? I don’t get cold that easily.”

 

She had endured in the middle of the Gardbale Mountains with just one robe, so how could this be cold? She could sleep outside in the garden in this state and wake up fine the next day.

 

“You’ll be cold. Put it on.”

 

“I said I’m fine.”

 

“Put it on.”

 

“…Fine, I got it.”

 

If she went without it, he’d really devour her whole. Why was he putting so much intensity in his eyes?

 

As she grumbled quietly and reached for the robe, perhaps her half-extended arm didn’t please him.

 

Termion stepped closer and began putting the robe on her himself.

 

“Really, you as a person, honestly.”

 

He skillfully threaded her arms through, then grabbed her shoulders to turn her around and fastened the collar. His flowing movements were both swift and incredibly delicate.

 

“Um, excuse me?”

 

“Who goes around like that in the middle of the night? Barefoot with slippers, and exposing your neck so openly.”

 

As if that wasn’t enough, he took out a large shawl and wrapped it around me completely. Thanks to that, I ended up looking absolutely bizarre with a hood pulled over my robe and only my face showing.

 

“…You want me to go to the library like this?”

 

“You look warm and nice.”

 

“Won’t people criticize my fashion sense if they see me?”

 

“The people of the Grand Duke’s Castle would accept it even if you said you could make butter from eggs.”

 

Wow, turns out I’m someone overflowing with trust and popularity. Or maybe I’m a heaven-sent con artist.

 

When he said it with such a serious face, I felt like I should believe it myself, never mind the servants.

 

“And this.”

 

“What now?”

 

Termion took out a key from his desk and handed it to me.

 

With a small gem crafted into the head and a keyring about half the size of my palm attached, it was clearly no ordinary object.

 

“It’s a key for entering the library. If you just go in normally, the security barrier will activate and cause a commotion.”

 

“I’m going in with spatial movement, so it doesn’t matter, right? I can just disable the barrier temporarily.”

 

“Please think about the library staff too.”

 

“Fine. How did you become such a nag?”

 

Whatever was so pleasing about those words, Termion just smiled softly.

 

* * *

 

“Ugh….”

 

A situation where her arms and legs were crushed by something, unable to move at all.

 

A faint moan flowed from her mouth for just a moment, before her breath began to be completely blocked.

 

Splash!

 

“Gasp!”

 

Only after being doused with cold water from head to toe did she come to her senses.

 

As she tried to move her body while holding her throbbing head, Sophia realized she was sitting in a chair.

 

“What is this…?”

 

The sensation that had been constricting her arms and legs was thick rope. It was tied so tightly that it dug into her skin, cutting off circulation.

 

“What a dramatic way to wake up.”

 

“Who, who are you?”

 

“What are you going to do with that information?”

 

The man who replied indifferently to Sophia was dressed quite bizarrely.

 

His baggy clothing made it impossible to discern his body shape and revealed not an inch of skin. He wore black gloves on his hands, and with a mask covering his face, only his eyes emitted a sinister gleam.

 

Moreover, his voice was equally bizarre. It was rough like a beast growling low, and even his breathing through the mask sounded ominous like rusty hinges creaking.

 

“How should I cook this to get a good reputation?”

 

Swish-

 

And most of all, that weapon the man was casually spinning with one hand. That weapon was the most terrifying thing.

 

The opposite side of the razor-sharp sword was serrated like a saw blade, and the tip was curved sharp like a hook, horrifying just to look at.

 

“What, what are you trying to do?”

 

“It’s nothing much… Since I’m pretty generous, I’ll give you a choice.”

 

“Kyaaaah!”

 

Even though the man had merely placed his hand on her shoulder, a scream burst from Sophia’s mouth.

 

Blinking a few times at her reaction, he brought his weapon up to her chin where droplets were dripping down.

 

“Look carefully. This weapon has one blade but three different shapes, see? Just pick whichever you want.”

 

“Af-after I choose?”

 

“Since you’ve picked the tool, now you need to pick the body part. Arm? Shoulder? Thigh? Calf? Oh, by the way, neck or chest won’t work. You’d die instantly if I mess up there.”

 

“Why, why are you doing this to me!”

 

Sophia screamed as if having a seizure and twisted her whole body, but her firmly bound body wouldn’t budge an inch.

 

Instead, the man’s narrowed eyes and hand only gripped her shoulder more tightly.

 

“Aaaaah!”

 

“Are you really asking because you don’t know why I’m doing this?”

 

“I’m just an ordinary maid! I was sleeping and suddenly got kidnapped – I haven’t done anything wrong enough to deserve this!”

 

“So that’s why you passed along false information? Without even wetting your lips?”

 

“You, don’t tell me…!”

 

The man’s eyes twisted grotesquely. His left eye curved into a gentle crescent, but his wide-open right eye was clearly bloodshot.

 

“Can’t remember? That’s okay, that’s okay.”

 

Tap tap. After lightly tapping Sophia’s cheek with his fingertips, he brought the weapon near her elbow area.

 

The moment the saw blade split like shark teeth touched her skin, Sophia couldn’t even scream and held her breath.

 

“Even if your head can’t remember, your body will remember. Everything you know, everything you don’t know.”

 

“Don’t, don’t, don’t do this…!”

 

“Let’s start by cutting off just one?”

 

“Please, save me! Please!”

 

“People don’t die that easily. You know why you have two arms? So when one’s gone, you still have one left.”

 

The man firmly gripped Sophia’s shoulder and tightly grasped the weapon’s handle. It really looked like he was about to start sawing.

 

“Now then, this might sting a little~”

 

“Aaaaaaaah!”

 

The moment she screamed at the top of her lungs, Sophia clutched her arm and bolted upright.

 

“Huff, huff…”

 

How many times did she exhale those rough breaths? Coming to her senses, she hurriedly looked around.

 

A simple vanity mirror and desk, hard wooden floor, the single bed she had been lying on just moments before. It was the familiar scenery of her lodging.

 

After frantically feeling all over her body in shock, her skin drenched in cold sweat cooled down and goosebumps rose.

 

With trembling hands, she fumbled for the kettle by her bedside and put her mouth directly to the spout, gulping down cold water.

 

“Haa, haa.”

 

Sophia roughly wiped away her sweat with the towel hanging on the chair and collapsed limply onto the bed.

 

‘What an absurd nightmare…’

 

It was too vivid to be just a dream. Recalling the sensation of the saw blade touching her elbow made the back of her neck bristle again.

 

Completely drained, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep again. She didn’t even have the energy to think about why she had suddenly dreamed such a thing.

 

Someone was watching her from beyond the mirror, chin propped up, glaring.

 

‘Sorry, Termion.’

 

I’ll get nagged about this later. But at least this isn’t Mental Manipulation, right?

 

The minimum line? She could confidently say she knew it better than anyone.

 

‘I may not look it, but I’m from a civilized country, one steeped in Confucian ethics at that.’

 

In that sense, when people live their lives, they can have nightmares for several days in a row.

 

“Let’s see you suffer a little.”

 

This was originally a Witch’s specialty, after all. The corners of Ailesia’s mouth curved up in a smirk.

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