It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 144
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500 Years as Just an Extra,
The Original Story Still Won’t Begin
Episode 144
“The priest who gives Elly candy!”
“Really?”
At that moment, Termion bowed his head politely with a faint smile.
“It’s been a long time, Priest Cecilia. I am Termion Haran von Retis.”
“Pardon?”
As soon as Termion finished his introduction, the priest who had gasped hastily straightened her posture.
Soon she made the sign of the cross, then placed both hands on her chest and bowed her head.
“Cecilia, humble servant of the Goddess, greets His Highness Grand Duke Retis. May the blessing of Goddess Liriana be with you.”
“I’ve been too informal all this time, Priest. I apologize.”
Surprisingly, Termion seemed to know her.
Unlike the composed Termion, Cecilia’s expression was beyond joy, almost moved to tears.
Covering her mouth with her hand and even showing slight tears, she freely patted Termion’s shoulder.
“How you’ve grown so tall. How long has it been?”
“The last time I visited was around when Elly was just born… It must have been about 6 years.”
“Back then you were shorter than me, time really is fleeting.”
“It seems Elly is receiving the same candy I used to get.”
“Hehe, since you’re uncle and niece, you have similar tastes.”
Cecilia laughed playfully and pulled out a handful of small candies from her pouch, handing them to Termion.
“Share these later.”
“Thank you.”
Soon Cecilia placed her hands on her chest like before and bowed her head toward Ailesia.
“Nice to meet you for the first time. You’re Ailesia Milenov, aren’t you?”
“Eh? You know me?”
“The Grand Duchess Dowager and Grand Duchess bragged about you so much, I recognized you at first sight.”
“I, I see.”
Elenora was one thing, but what could Iolene have possibly bragged about regarding her? Aside from occasionally using spatial transfer magic, she couldn’t remember doing anything directly for her.
Swallowing a brief sigh, Ailesia placed her lightly clenched left fist covered by her right hand on her chest and bowed her head slightly.
“I am Ailesia Milenov, tutor to the Grand Duchess of Retis. Thank you for the warm welcome.”
“Oh my…?”
Seeing her actions, Cecilia’s eyes widened.
This was because Ailesia had perfectly executed the greeting method of the order that ordinary believers couldn’t possibly know.
“Excuse me, but Miss Milenov.”
“Yes?”
“I heard you’re definitely a mage… Do you perhaps have connections with the Liriana Order?”
“Uh, not particularly? Why?”
“Regular believers don’t usually know the subtle differences in those hand movements. You were so excellent that priests should learn from you. Especially since mages usually detest temples.”
“Ahaha…”
It’s true that mages aren’t close with gods.
To begin with, magic as a concept was academically a mixture of all sorts of basic sciences and mathematics.
So you could say that even people who were F-types would somehow become T-types after studying it.
Because of this, mages inevitably became extremely realistic in their tendencies.
Just look at Melbarik and you can get a perfect estimate, right?
Of course, scientists can have religion too, but…
‘Gods really do exist in this world.’
If not, how would priests be able to use divine power? It’s 100 percent pure truth, not trickery.
Moreover, divine power isn’t handled through calculations and research like magic, but manifests solely through faith and will. It had to be seen as a truly supernatural concept.
“This is a kind of formality and courtesy, isn’t it? I personally believe in the existence of gods too.”
“Really?”
“Not quite to the level of faith, though.”
He had suddenly possessed into a strange world, taken a dragon as his master, and lived for over 500 years.
‘If this isn’t divine grace or a miracle, then what would it be?’
Even Rubia had said that gods actually exist. Dragons are apparently descendants of gods too?
“The cardigan you’re wearing is the symbol of a senior priest, right?”
“You know about this too?”
“I like studying doctrine from an academic perspective. Then you must know where the children are too?”
“The children… Ah.”
Cecilia tilted her head, then let out a short exclamation as if remembering something.
“I’ll go ask the Archbishop about it. Could you wait just a moment?”
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Cecilia decided to personally guide the group to their lodging.
Ailesia walked ahead, continuing a gentle conversation with her. Termion was a bit behind, taking care of Elenora who was busy sightseeing around the temple.
“So the Grand Duke and Lord Milenov came together?”
“Yes. We’re thinking of taking them to the castle if their condition looks okay.”
“They’ve improved a lot since they first arrived. Though we haven’t been able to completely purify all that malicious energy dwelling in their bodies yet.”
As expected, someone at the level of senior priest couldn’t not know.
Originally, a senior priest is a high enough rank to be responsible for an entire temple.
This place was the central temple for the entire duchy, so it was managed by an archbishop who oversaw the diocese separately. The only difference from a senior priest was the years of service in the religious order.
“Do you know much about dark magic?”
“It’s a bit awkward to discuss details here.”
Cecilia glanced around and held back her words.
There weren’t that many people, but there were a few passing by occasionally and some working outdoors.
“We’ve arrived.”
Having reached the priests’ lodging, Cecilia knocked on a door in the middle of the corridor.
Knock knock,
“Yes!”
“It’s Cecilia. May I come in?”
Before her question could even finish, the door swung open wide and a small figure revealed herself.
“Wow! Priest Cecil!”
A girl with pink hair smiled brightly and threw herself into Cecilia’s arms. Her height barely reached past Cecilia’s waist.
Cecilia gently stroked the girl’s head and glanced inside as she asked.
“Nothing happened, right, Sheryl? Is Kiril inside too?”
“He’s reading a book! But um…”
The girl called Sheryl looked at the person standing next to Cecilia and her mouth dropped open.
As if she couldn’t believe it, she rubbed her eyes several times with the back of her hand before letting out a trembling voice.
“Um, Priest.”
“What’s wrong, Sheryl?”
“You didn’t tell me you were coming with the Goddess!”
“What? Ahahaha!”
At those words, Ailesia burst into clear laughter without any resistance.
Elenora called her a fairy at first meeting, and now a goddess? Maybe it was because they met at the Temple.
“Thank you for the compliment, cute little lady. What’s your name?”
“…Sheryl Montid.”
“You’re Mr. Sigmund’s daughter, right?”
“You know my Father?”
“Well, I don’t know him extremely well or anything… Did you receive a letter from Father?”
“Yes.”
“Would it help explain if I said I’m the person who cured Father’s illness?”
“…Wow.”
As soon as she heard those words, her wariness seemed to melt away, and a quiet gasp escaped from Sheryl’s lips.
“Then you’re a Doctor?”
“More precisely, I’m a Mage. Nice to meet you, Sheryl. My name is Ailesia Milenov.”
“Oh, I know that name! It was written in Father’s letter!”
Sheryl carefully took Ailesia’s outstretched hand, but then her expression crumpled and she began to shed tears.
“Thank you for saving Father… and me and my little brother, *sniff*.”
“Um, excuse me?”
What kind of situation was this? A flustered Ailesia held Sheryl in her arms and comforted her.
‘…She’s a good Child.’
She was a bit surprised that Sheryl immediately expressed gratitude despite meeting for the first time, but the way she burst into tears was no different from other Children her age.
She seemed naturally bright and quite perceptive too. She thought Sheryl would probably become a good friend to Elenora as well.
“Sister, did Priest Cecil come?”
Through the open doorway, a boy with purple hair peeked his head out timidly.
However, he soon showed frightened eyes upon seeing his crying sister and Ailesia crouched in front of her.
“Sister, why are you crying…?”
“Come here.”
Sheryl wiped her eyes with her sleeves and pulled her brother over while still sniffling.
“Let me greet you. You’re our family’s benefactor. You’re Ailesia Milenov, the one written about in Father’s letter, right?”
“Uh, uhh?”
The boy blinked several times before deeply bowing his waist. Unlike Sheryl who had some composure, he appeared quite tense.
“I’m Kiril Montid. I will never forget this kindness for the rest of my life.”
Ailesia accepted their greetings with a smile and asked the siblings in a gentle voice.
“How are you feeling?”
“My head and neck don’t hurt anymore when I wake up in the morning.”
“Food tastes good now too. Before, I used to throw up half of whatever I ate.”
“That’s a relief.”
A black-haired child clung tightly to the legs of the beaming Ailesia. It was Elenora, who had been following along while touring the Temple with Termion.
“Teacher!”
“Little One, shall we greet your friends?”
“Friends?”
Elenora tilted her head, then looked at Sheryl and Kiril and cheerfully called out.
“Hello! I’m Elenora Vies von Retis!”
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