It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 140

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 140

 

“Lifespan?”

 

Termion tilted his head upon hearing her indifferent voice. He wondered what relationship curses and lifespan could possibly have.

 

“It’s a folk saying from my hometown. They say you live longer when people curse at you.”

 

“What strange things you say. But if that’s true, wouldn’t you be walking the path of eternal immortality?”

 

“It’s not that extreme. Wait, were you the person who contributed most to my lifespan?”

 

“I’ll leave that to your imagination.”

 

He’s not saying no. Ailesia remained in her sprawled position and just craned her neck to give him an innocent glare, but Termion only glanced at her sideways and showed no reaction.

 

“A beauty like me is looking at you in such a provocative pose, and you don’t feel anything?”

 

“You must have quite a lot of free time.”

 

“If you know that, then play with me a little.”

 

“Don’t you see this?”

 

Documents were piled up like a mountain on Termion’s desk.

 

Statements from the spies identified based on Sophia’s testimony and other servants, reports submitted by Baron Gavin, inspection reports from Lukerd, and so on. No matter how much he read, there was no end.

 

“It’s not like there’ll be problems if you don’t finish reading everything today.”

 

“There’s no particular reason to put it off until tomorrow either.”

 

How heartless. Ailesia grumbled while shifting her body around needlessly.

 

Seeing this, Termion had no choice but to press his hand to his forehead and hurriedly lower his head.

 

‘…This is driving me crazy.’

 

The blonde hair disheveled on the sofa had already been catching his eye and disrupting his concentration. Her pure white neckline stood out even more prominently, perhaps due to her posture.

 

Ailesia herself was probably just complaining out of boredom, but for the one watching, it was torture.

 

“You could have tea time with Hilda.”

 

“You want me to steal the rest time of someone who’s been dealing with kids all day?”

 

“…Then what about me?”

 

“You’re working.”

 

Isn’t it common sense not to disturb someone who’s working? He finally let out a deep sigh and stood up from his seat.

 

“Will you have chocolate milk?”

 

“Not that.”

 

Before he knew it, Ailesia was holding a large wine bottle in her hand.

 

Inside the delicately crafted bottle, liquid that looked like melted ruby swirled around. It was clearly no ordinary alcohol.

 

“Why the sudden alcohol?”

 

“It’s a momentous day when we’ve weeded out all the spies, so we should have a drink.”

 

“You commemorate everything.”

 

Termion obediently brought glasses from the tea room and set them down on the table. Despite his words, he didn’t seem to dislike her suggestion.

 

“Are you really going to drink?”

 

“It would be better to keep you company for a moment and send you away quickly.”

 

“Wow, look how spiteful you are.”

 

“Would you expect kind words to come out in this situation?”

 

“Ahaha.”

 

Ailesia laughed awkwardly as she opened the wine bottle.

 

Honestly, it was half-forced, but she didn’t expect Termion to accept it.

 

‘Still, I can’t help feeling good about this.’

 

This was separate from all that talk about spies. Today was definitely a monumental day for her.

 

And for good reason, because today she had completely resolved all the incidents that occurred in the early part of the original work.

 

According to the original work, Baron Baton would be expelled in January, causing a massive purge of servants from the Town House, and a bloody storm would sweep through the Grand Duke’s Castle.

 

The enraged Termion would have cut down everyone on the spot, regardless of whether they were retainers or servants.

 

‘Thanks to Sophia’s testimony, it ended peacefully. It was also fortunate that the Dark Mage didn’t directly infiltrate the Grand Duke’s Castle.’

 

Of course, Termion wouldn’t have killed innocent people, but his cruel actions would have caused him to lose much support within the family.

 

Around the beginning of Part 2 of the original work, Retis had been reduced to less than half its original power. This was due to dissatisfied retainers leaving in droves after Termion’s death.

 

Termion, whose madness from the curse had been gradually worsening, had been controlling the interior of Retis like a tyrant. With him gone, the retainers had no reason to continue walking on eggshells.

 

At least the elder retainers who followed Iolene and a few other key figures remained, but it wasn’t enough to overcome the declining family fortunes.

 

‘…The biggest blow was when the rampaging Termion half-destroyed the Tigel Knight Order with his own hands.’

 

Crucially, no matter how much of a genius Elenora was, she couldn’t demonstrate capabilities on Termion’s level.

 

Termion’s greatest strengths were his overwhelming force and ruthlessly decisive leadership. These were areas too demanding for Elenora, who lacked experience and knowledge and was simply too kind-hearted.

 

‘Looking at it that way, the Original Author did manage to craft a proper story structure.’

 

The snowball that began rolling from the curse in the prologue. That small snowball had steadily grown in size even after Termion’s death, eventually causing an avalanche.

 

But this time, by cleaning up the spies, she had essentially blocked all of that from the source. And her intervention had been kept to a minimum.

 

This was why Ailesia couldn’t help but feel proud. It was like successfully completing the first main quest in a game.

 

“It has a nice aroma. The color is quite clear for wine, isn’t it?”

 

“I don’t know the details either. It’s liquor that Master brewed.”

 

She was sure it had something to do with Spirit Fruit and Dawn Dew, but she had listened half-heartedly and forgotten.

 

I’m a bit curious about how much Dawn Dew was collected to produce dozens of bottles like this. I should look it up in the recipe book later.

 

“Anyway, cheers.”

 

“What are we toasting to?”

 

“To the happy and bright future of our lovely Elly?”

 

I should wish for it ten times, a hundred times. All this hardship is for Elenora’s happy ending after all.

 

“How many times must I tell you, she’s my niece.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“No, it’s nothing.”

 

I almost made a mistake because I was in such a good mood. Ailesia played innocent and lightly clinked glasses.

 

‘…Ah, this is so good.’

 

A sweetness and acidity similar to fruit juice filled her mouth.

 

The liquid smoothly went down her throat, seemed to settle quietly, then immediately sent hot warmth rushing from her stomach to the top of her head. It was an ecstatic taste that made her whole body tingle.

 

“…What kind of ridiculous…”

 

Termion seemed to have a similar impression, staring at his glass with a half-dazed expression. Then he took another large gulp and exhaled a breath full of wine fragrance.

 

“How is it?”

 

“It’s the best I’ve ever had in my life. It’s almost too precious to swallow.”

 

“How many bottles should I give you? It’d be nice to keep some in your room and drink occasionally.”

 

“Well. It’s quite a tempting offer, but…”

 

Even just becoming an Aura Master makes one resistant to alcohol, let alone poison. Termion, being a level above that, was naturally even more so.

 

Yet with just one glass, a subtle flush had appeared on his face. Ailesia was similarly feeling the effects of the alcohol.

 

“It’s stronger than it looks. I don’t usually get drunk from ordinary alcohol.”

 

“It’s alcohol that can make even dragons drunk. It’s probably not just a matter of alcohol content.”

 

“I suppose it won’t do after all. If I kept alcohol like this within reach, I’d become a drunkard.”

 

“But you’ll drink more, right?”

 

When Termion nodded, Ailesia picked up the wine glass and bottle and stood up from her seat.

 

“Let’s go outside to drink.”

 

“Where to?”

 

“The terrace.”

 

“Good grief.”

 

Termion let out a chuckle and followed behind her. Though fierce winter winds still howled outside, it didn’t matter to either him or Ailesia.

 

“Not being affected by cold is really great at times like this.”

 

Ailesia plopped down on one of the chairs placed on the terrace. She filled her glass and handed it to Termion with a beaming smile.

 

“I’ve always wanted to try this at least once. Drinking while watching the aurora over the Gardbale Mountains.”

 

“Didn’t we already do that at the base?”

 

“The feeling is different from back then.”

 

“I don’t see how it would be particularly different…”

 

Termion, who had been responding reflexively, suddenly stiffened.

 

He had been so caught up with Ailesia that he hadn’t been conscious of it, but now that he thought about it, this was quite an unusual situation.

 

Late at night, sitting face to face with someone he liked, just the two of them having a conversation. Even holding wine glasses in their hands.

 

‘Good heavens.’

 

This was the date that Elenora had been singing about so much. And not something that felt like child’s play, but a proper adult date.

 

As soon as he realized the situation, his face heated up like an iron plate placed over fire. Even trying to blame it on the alcohol couldn’t help the situation.

 

“What, you don’t like drinking alone with me?”

 

“…That’s not it.”

 

Termion barely managed to answer and downed the half-full glass in one gulp. Fortunately, a timely breeze helped cool his burning skin somewhat.

 

“You’re a complete alcoholic.”

 

“Just give me another glass.”

 

Ailesia quickly emptied her own glass and pushed the wine bottle toward Termion.

 

“Pour mine first.”

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