It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 139

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 139

 

As dusk began to fall, there was a carriage leaving the Imperial Palace.

 

The carriage that crossed through the heart of downtown ran without rest all the way to the outskirts where houses were sparse. After running for about an hour, the carriage arrived at a two-story mansion with a modest garden.

 

“We have arrived.”

 

When the coachman knocked on the front glass of the carriage, the door opened and a man revealed himself. He got out of the carriage first and carefully escorted the noble lady who had been sitting inside.

 

“I will go in alone, so wait here.”

 

“Understood.”

 

The noble lady, no, the First Imperial Consort passed through the half-open gate and headed toward the mansion’s entrance.

 

Unlike the rather antique exterior, the inside of the mansion was nothing but desolate. The furniture that filled the reception room was all luxurious, but dust had accumulated thickly, making it impossible to feel any human touch.

 

Click, click.

 

As only the sound of the First Imperial Consort’s footsteps going up the stairs echoed, someone appeared at the entrance to the second floor.

 

“He is waiting.”

 

“Guide me.”

 

The woman who appeared before the First Imperial Consort was dressed in a robe over a dull gray dress. The eyes revealed beneath her purple hair were a vivid red like blood.

 

Knock knock.

 

“Let her in.”

 

The woman who heard the answer opened the door and stepped aside.

 

The person who greeted the First Imperial Consort as she entered the room was an elderly man with graying hair.

 

“Welcome. Have you eaten?”

 

“I ate something simple before coming. What about you, Father?”

 

“I also ate a little while ago.”

 

The First Imperial Consort’s father, Duke Kaif, personally pulled out a chair and offered her a seat.

 

As the First Imperial Consort sat down, she finally noticed two men and women kneeling motionlessly in a corner of the room.

 

“Aren’t you going to greet me?”

 

“Oh, you’ve arrived. Sis… no, Your Highness the Imperial Consort.”

 

The man who was about to say “Sister” quickly changed his words upon seeing the First Imperial Consort’s cold gaze.

 

The woman beside him still remained silent, but upon closer look, she was trembling slightly. Her face, with her head deeply bowed, had long since turned pale.

 

“Why is your wife acting like that?”

 

“Th-that is…”

 

“Well, her head isn’t completely full of flowers, is it? Seeing that she knows what she’s done.”

 

“Y-Your Highness the Imperial Consort.”

 

At the First Imperial Consort’s caustic voice, the woman looked up with an urgent expression.

 

“It hasn’t even been a month since you attended the Imperial Palace New Year banquet. How could you cause this trouble without even recognizing the faces of the Grand Duke’s daughter and that woman who’s her teacher?”

 

“I have committed a mortal sin.”

 

“A mortal sin?”

 

The First Imperial Consort smiled bitterly and rose from her seat, striding toward the woman.

 

Slap!

 

“What use is the life of someone like you that you dare speak of mortal sins?”

 

“I-I’m terribly sorry.”

 

Drip.

 

Blood flowed from Countess Sergel’s lips after being slapped, but the First Imperial Consort merely denounced the man beside her with a look of disdain.

 

“Your face is still handsome as ever. Yet you can’t even properly manage your wife.”

 

“Sister, even so, this is going too far.”

 

Unable to simply watch his wife’s humiliation, Count Sergel protested timidly with a completely hardened expression.

 

“Though it was an unfortunate mistake, it should end with adequate compensation and an apology. How can you use your hands so roughly?”

 

“So then, have you actually provided that compensation and apology?”

 

“…Given who the other party is, I wanted to ask Father for his opinion first.”

 

“Even a pet dog knows to read its master’s mood when it causes trouble, so why are your actions so sluggish?”

 

“…”

 

“Enough. I suppose I should expect what I can from your pathetic intelligence.”

 

Count Sergel’s fists trembled with the humiliation that seeped deep into his bones, but he had to widen his eyes at the First Imperial Consort’s next words.

 

“His Majesty knows everything.”

 

“What?”

 

“Is that true?”

 

Even Duke Kaif, who had been watching quietly, asked back urgently in apparent shock. The First Imperial Consort nodded and sat back down in her chair with a deliberately tired expression.

 

“He said he would let everything up until now pass without question, but never to touch Retis and the Second Prince again. And he came directly to my Imperial Chambers to tell me this.”

 

“You worthless fool…!”

 

Duke Kaif glared at Count Sergel with fire in his eyes, grinding his teeth.

 

The situation was already such that the Opposition Faction, backed by Grand Duchess Retis who had come up to the Imperial Capital, would pick fights at every opportunity.

 

They had barely maintained the upper hand because there had been no direct friction with Retis, at least on the surface. But now the Emperor had essentially declared he would openly favor Retis.

 

“Go down to Alehan. All your household and family except Martina.”

 

“F-Father!”

 

“After being stuck there and struggling for about 3 years, even you will understand. How blessed you’ve been all this time.”

 

Alehan was the most barren coastal city even within the Kaif Duchy. Due to pirates and marine magic beasts swarming year-round, it was a place where one had to worry about daily survival, let alone socializing or entertainment.

 

“I’d rather stay confined to the manor for 5 or even 10 years! Please, anywhere but Alehan!”

 

“Do I need to send Martina along too for you to come to your senses?”

 

Though Duke Kaif had never been satisfied with his second son and daughter-in-law, he was quite fond of their daughter and his granddaughter Martina.

 

Though a bit cheeky, her charming behavior whenever he saw her was quite endearing. Moreover, unlike his other grandchildren, she was quick-witted and had never once displeased him.

 

“I’ll give you ten days. Settle your affairs and go down within that time.”

 

“…I understand.”

 

Unable to ruin his daughter’s future as well, Count Sergel bowed his head and answered in a gloomy voice. Countess Sergel also bowed her head together with him, still bleeding from her mouth.

 

“Now go.”

 

“Yes, Father. We’ll take our leave, Sister.”

 

The First Imperial Consort didn’t even glance at Count Sergel as he greeted her. She merely waved her hand once toward the door as if annoyed.

 

A brief silence settled over the room after Count Sergel and his wife disappeared.

 

The First Imperial Consort, who had been quietly observing Duke Kaif who looked quite displeased, spoke first.

 

“What’s gotten into Father?”

 

“What do you mean, me?”

 

“When I told you to keep that child in line, you listened with one ear and let it out the other.”

 

“She’s directly harmed the family house, so we can’t just leave it be. At this rate, she might even ruin Martina.”

 

“Is that child really so precious to you?”

 

“Her behavior is exactly like yours when you were young.”

 

Hearing his response, the First Imperial Consort swallowed a bitter smile.

 

She had lived on scraps of attention since before she came of age. It was because she was constantly compared to her sister, who received praise just for sitting still like a doll.

 

She had desperately tried to win her father’s favor, and it seemed that blood had been passed down to her niece.

 

“The spies we planted in Retis have been discovered.”

 

“All of them?”

 

“It seems a few of the servants survived, but they’ll be useless. They probably didn’t even know what they were doing in the first place.”

 

They had been working on Retis for nearly ten years.

 

Just when they thought they were halfway there, all that work had gone up in smoke overnight.

 

“The only remaining opportunity is the Grand Duke’s daughter’s birthday.”

 

“Right. We’ve also acquired a good item, so we must succeed this time.”

 

“Don’t worry. They’re putting their heart and soul into it as well.”

 

“We should have killed him in the mountain range, tsk.”

 

Duke Kaif, thinking of Termion in his mind, clicked his tongue briefly with a displeased expression.

 

He had even deployed his precious mutant drake, but all they managed was to severely wound their target. He even heard there were no lasting effects.

 

Even considering that he was an Aura Master and had the elite of the Tigel Knight Order with him, it was an incomprehensible result.

 

“What about that mage? You even spoke with her directly at the New Year’s banquet.”

 

“…She’s no ordinary person. She’s known to the world as a High Mage, but I suspect she might be on the same level as the Grand Duchess Dowager.”

 

“Where did such a woman come from, really.”

 

At Duke Kaif’s reaction, which was tinged with secret envy, the First Imperial Consort bit her lips tightly.

 

Her overwhelming beauty that instantly captured people’s attention was impressive, but most of all, those eerie eyes that were unsettling beyond measure were still vivid in her memory.

 

“They say that woman’s staff is probably a special artifact.”

 

“Staff?”

 

“She always brought out her staff whenever she used magic. They think it might even be a relic from the mythical age.”

 

“How tempting. Don’t touch her carelessly yet. You have to save the delicious things for later.”

 

Anyway, they just needed to succeed this time. Whether it was Grand Duke Retis or that mysterious mage, there would be no way to avoid the curse.

 

“There will be good news soon.”

 

As if giving her father confidence, the First Imperial Consort’s lips curved into a sinister smile.

 

* * *

 

“Is someone talking about me again?”

 

I even showered earlier, so why am I suddenly itchy? Ailesia, who was half-lying on the sofa in the office, fiddled with her ear.

 

“There are probably quite a few people, aren’t there?”

 

“I’m not the one who turned the Grand Duke’s Castle upside down though?”

 

“They must have figured out that you’re the mastermind.”

 

Mastermind, what mastermind. Where else would you find a witch as kind as me?

 

I caught the Intruder, cured diseases, exterminated Magic Beasts, and even performed Dark Magic. Isn’t that working hard enough?

 

“Go ahead and do as much as you want. Must be nice having your lifespan extended.”

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