It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 145

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 145

 

“…Grand Duchess of Retis?”

 

As if she had heard Elenora’s name from someone beforehand, Sheryl asked back with a bewildered expression. Kiril couldn’t even react at all and just blinked his eyes.

 

“So you’re those children.”

 

And the moment another shadow fell over the two siblings, even Sheryl, who had been somewhat composed, flinched and stiffened.

 

His height was similar to Ailesia in front of them, but the atmosphere he exuded was completely different.

 

Black hair with a subtle luster, black eyes like embedded obsidian.

 

A gracefully handsome man like a sculpture was looking down at them.

 

He lowered his posture to match the twins’ eye level and smiled faintly.

 

“Nice to meet you. I’m called Termion Haran von Retis. I’m also this child’s uncle.”

 

“G-G-Grand Duke Retis…!”

 

Sheryl gripped her brother’s hand tightly with a voice that sounded like she was about to faint.

 

* * *

 

The number of people playing around in the training ground had doubled.

 

Elenora, who had quickly become friends with the twins, was making a large snowman, even calling Whitey and Blanky over.

 

Even Kalior, who was sick, was sitting in a small tent next to them wrapped in a blanket, watching.

 

Termion, who had been quietly watching that scene from the office terrace, opened his mouth.

 

“How are the children’s bodies?”

 

“Much better than the Second Prince. The treatment with divine magic at the temple must have been effective.”

 

Unlike Ailesia’s method of forcibly extracting and annihilating demonic energy, treatment performed with divine magic was more moderate.

 

According to Cecilia’s explanation, they used a method of absorbing divine power into the body to dilute the demonic energy. This was to avoid shocking the young bodies as much as possible.

 

Thanks to this, Sheryl and Kiril were able to expel most of the demonic energy without any particular aftereffects. The remaining demonic energy was at a level where Ailesia could annihilate it instantly without causing major harm to their bodies.

 

“I didn’t know the Second Prince was in such a serious condition.”

 

“He had already been affected. I should have been more careful.”

 

Ailesia answered with a self-deprecating voice, her expression darkening.

 

It was before hearing Melbarik’s investigation results, and she herself had been so angry at the time that she was only focused on immediately annihilating the demonic energy.

 

It was fortunate that she had given him an elixir right away, but it wasn’t enough to completely restore his already weakened body.

 

“That was the best option at the time. Don’t blame yourself too much.”

 

“…If it had been treated the same way as the twins, his mana core would have been barely damaged.”

 

“At least it didn’t shatter. If you hadn’t acted immediately, it would have been more dangerous.”

 

“He’s gradually getting better… There won’t be any problems with daily life, but it’s a shame about his talent.”

 

Kalior in the original work is a genius who becomes an Aura Master before the age of twenty.

 

While he was slightly inferior compared to Termion, he was still at a level that might appear once in a hundred years.

 

But the current Kalior had almost no possibility of growing like in the original work.

 

Bones become stronger when they heal after breaking. However, there was no guarantee that a damaged mana core would return to its original state even if it recovered.

 

‘How on earth did he overcome this in the original work?’

 

If he hadn’t intervened, Kalior would surely have suffered even worse.

 

So what happened after that? Did some angel just drop from the sky to help him and leave?

 

As she was tapping her fingers on the terrace railing with a regretful heart, Termion made an unexpected proposal.

 

“How about teaching the Second Prince a mana cultivation method?”

 

“The one that knights learn?”

 

“Yes. There’s a basic cultivation technique that paves the way before entering full-scale training.”

 

“But Kalior is a prince. He’s not going to join the Tigel Knight Order, so is that okay?”

 

“It doesn’t matter. It’s not a family secret but my personal cultivation method.”

 

…Huh, wait a minute. A thought suddenly occurred to me while listening.

 

‘Could it be that the person who helped Kalior in the original work was Termion?’

 

During the ten-plus years that Elenora was away recuperating, Termion made every effort to expand the family’s influence.

 

He started various businesses based on magic beast hunting byproducts, and while he personally looked after the duchy, Iolene came up to the Imperial Capital to actively participate in politics.

 

In that process, it wouldn’t have been entirely impossible for the Second Prince, who had no supporting forces, to form ties with Retis.

 

‘The story of those ten years was just a summary of barely a page at most.’

 

Even if Termion stayed at the Grand Duke’s Castle the whole time, he would inevitably have occasions to go to the Imperial Palace once or twice a year.

 

What if he happened to encounter the Second Prince and recognized his talent?

 

‘He saw Kalior and remembered his own childhood. He has a secretly affectionate nature, so he couldn’t just pass by.’

 

Since the original story had already changed significantly, there was no way to confirm it, but it was a plausible speculation.

 

Just as she was deep in thought, Termion’s shocking words followed.

 

“It’s a cultivation method that strengthens the mana core, so it will definitely help.”

 

“…There’s such a cultivation method? Really?”

 

“Yes. So…”

 

Ailesia’s expression gradually turned to shock as she listened to his explanation.

 

A mana core’s size and strength are determined from the moment of birth. That’s why it’s called the realm of talent.

 

While some people can’t become Aura Masters even after a lifetime of training, others like Termion easily leap over barriers in a short time.

 

It was due to the difference in innate mana cores.

 

Mana cores could grow through consuming effective divine medicines or gaining enlightenment through special experiences, but it was purely close to luck.

 

‘It’s like winning the lottery jackpot. There’s a reason why fortuitous encounters are called fortuitous.’

 

But to think there was a method to strengthen such mana cores – it was something Ailesia’s common sense could hardly understand.

 

“I guarantee the effects. I benefited greatly from it when I was young.”

 

“When you were young?”

 

“I probably learned it from when I started walking and talking. I’m still training with it consistently.”

 

“Amazing.”

 

So it was a cultivation method he had been practicing since before coming to Retis. That’s why he said it wasn’t a family secret.

 

Ailesia, who was about to nod reflexively, suddenly froze stiff.

 

She was sure she had just heard something absurd.

 

“…Wh-when did you say you started learning it?”

 

“Probably around three or four years old? It’s a cultivation method my mother taught me.”

 

“You’re still doing that? Even now?”

 

“Yes. I’m practicing it alongside Retis’s secret cultivation technique.”

 

“Good heavens….”

 

Not even when I learned Master’s true identity, nor when I absorbed the Dragon Heart inherited as my legacy and transcended human limits, was I this shocked.

 

Of course, Landrit’s note was shocking too, but that was merely a secret history involving the relationships between characters. It was far from being about the truths of this world.

 

“Is there some problem?”

 

“That breathing technique thing—if Mother taught it to you, then naturally she must have practiced it herself, right?”

 

“Yes. I heard she never missed a single day in her entire life. Not even when I was in her womb.”

 

…Finally, I understood. Why Termion was the owner of such insane talent that even calling him a genius fell short.

 

Aura Blaster at 18? Honestly, even if you searched not just the Empire but the entire continent, it was an impossible feat.

 

‘So this is where the hidden logic was.’

 

Since my possession, this was the first time a hidden setting from the original work had been completely revealed.

 

If his mother practiced the breathing technique even while pregnant, it meant he had been developing his mana core from within the womb.

 

Excluding his nursing period, he had continued ever since.

 

“Um, could you do me one favor?”

 

“Please tell me.”

 

“Could I scan you just once? Preferably with direct skin contact.”

 

“…What?”

 

Along with his response, Termion’s expression hardened stiffly.

 

Scanning by placing hands directly on the body was tantamount to thoroughly examining someone’s every secret.

 

Moreover, if the person doing the scanning had malicious intent, they could damage body parts or the mana core.

 

Therefore, Ailesia’s words were essentially asking him to entrust his lifeline to her temporarily.

 

“S-sorry. I got carried away without thinking.”

 

Honestly, these mage types.

 

Ailesia, startled by her own words, clasped her hands together and squeezed her eyes shut.

 

Between her academic curiosity and getting too excited about discovering a hidden setting from the original work, she had gotten carried away.

 

No matter how close they were, there were still boundaries. For Termion, who had reached the level of Aura Blaster, it was more than enough reason to be seriously offended.

 

‘He must be really angry this time…?’

 

When she sneakily opened her eyes a crack, Termion’s reaction was strangely peculiar.

 

His stiffly hardened expression was nowhere to be seen, and instead he was glancing at her with a dazed look in his eyes.

 

“Ailesia, that….”

 

After just moving his lips wordlessly, he finally asked in a barely audible voice.

 

“Direct skin contact… where and how exactly…?”

 

“Uh, um…?”

 

Whoosh.

 

Ailesia’s face instantly turned bright red.

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