It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 147
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500 Years as Just an Extra,
The Original Story Still Won’t Begin
Episode 147
“Do you know this place?”
“It’s a prestigious artisan family with a long history. They directly produce and sell high-quality ceramics, and they have dealings with our family too. They’re among the top three in the Empire.”
Well, the Porthen family is famous for tea, so that makes sense. No wonder Hilda’s expression changed the moment she saw it.
Having tea sets that match the tea leaves is one of the important accomplishments for noble ladies. If it was a gift sent with the hope that Elenora would grow into a fine lady, it was quite well-coordinated.
If she hadn’t heard Hilda’s story, Ailesia would have thought only that.
“Check exactly which family sent this teatime set.”
“Is there some problem?”
“It’s something they sent to openly mock Elly. I almost fell for it myself.”
“What? What do you mean by that?”
“The Porthen Barony is a deeply rooted retainer family of Retis, and they’re famous for tea throughout the entire Empire. The Claris family is already doing business with Porthen, right?”
“…I see. I didn’t think it through properly.”
Hilda’s eyes suddenly turned sharp.
As expected, she was quite clever – even though Ailesia had only explained it like that, she immediately understood the true intention behind the gift.
“I’ll make sure to report this to His Highness the Grand Duke later.”
“No need. I’ll talk to him directly.”
“Hehehe, I’m looking forward to it.”
The same gifts could coincidentally overlap. It’s not just one or two places sending them.
But if they deliberately sent that family’s products as gifts while knowing full well that the Claris family would obviously send gifts?
In short, it was like saying ‘Wouldn’t that level be insufficient?’
It could really be a coincidence in one in ten thousand cases, but in such cases, it was common courtesy to at least include a personally written letter.
But inside the box, there wasn’t even a note to be found, let alone a letter.
‘It’s obviously a family influenced by the First Imperial Consort.’
From then on, as she deliberately sorted through the gifts, they could be divided into three main categories.
Bribes sent to blatantly curry favor with Retis, mockery directed at Retis like the teatime set from before.
And lastly, pure congratulatory gifts. This category mostly consisted of moderate noble families or merchant groups doing business with Retis.
Usually, birthday gifts arrived by custom no later than two days before the person’s birthday. It seemed like this would be repeated for at least three days.
“How are the banquet preparations going?”
“We’ve limited outside guests to a minimum, so there shouldn’t be any major problems. Should I say it’s rather modest?”
“Well, why bother caring about people we don’t even know. The main character is what’s important.”
They decorated the entire Grand Banquet Hall and it’s really modest? Considering the scale of the Retis Grand Duchy, that wasn’t wrong.
Just the retainers, Tigel Knight Order, servants and their families alone would easily number a thousand people.
Moreover, Termion had hinted that they were planning to spend money generously this time. It was possible thanks to last year’s excellent monster subjugation results.
‘Apart from that, how much money did we sweep up from the auction house.’
Out of 3.5 million gold in profits, they handed over 2 million gold, so even using just one-tenth of that would make for an incredibly luxurious banquet.
Since there had been a major purge recently, there was a need to reward those loyal to Retis even more than that.
It had been a year since the previous Grand Duke couple passed away, and with the justification of commemorating the Grand Duke’s daughter’s birthday, it was also appropriate for refreshing the entire family’s atmosphere.
“What’s going out as return gifts?”
“I heard it was gloves and a scarf.”
“Isn’t that too modest?”
“The scarf is also handmade from the finest Northern Territory wool, but the real treasure is the gloves. They’re reinforced with drake scales on the back.”
“…It wasn’t modest at all, but excessive.”
Good heavens, gloves reinforced with drake scales. Just selling that one pair would easily fetch 50 gold.
While chatting casually and inspecting the gifts, the sun had risen to its zenith before they knew it.
After thoroughly scanning the pile of boxes one last time, Ailesia spoke to Hilda.
“I should go see the children. You’ll have lunch with the twins, right?”
“Yes. I’ll come pick them up at the right time.”
“Alright, see you later.”
Ailesia patted Hilda’s shoulder and headed not to the training ground, but to the underground training hall in the main building.
For the past few days, Termion had been personally teaching the children mana cultivation methods in the mornings.
Not only Elenora and Kalior, but even the twins, who had now completely broken free from demonic energy, were sweating profusely in training.
‘The twins had quite a bit of talent too.’
Sheryl had a constitution suited for swordsmanship, while Kiril was suited for magic. Since Iolene and Kubera, who had scanned their mana cores, gave the same opinion, it must be correct.
Especially Sheryl, apart from her mana core, was said to have naturally gifted bone structure.
Baron Gavin, who showed interest after hearing the story, even said he wanted to take her as his direct disciple.
‘While her skeletal frame is delicate, the density of her bones and muscles is much higher than ordinary people.’
In conclusion, it was a body type specialized for assassins rather than ordinary knights. Though she wasn’t sure if that was good or bad.
‘Everyone’s working hard.’
Worried about disturbing their training, she entered while suppressing her presence with magic, and saw all the children sitting in proper posture with straight backs and closed eyes.
“Breathe in, and hold for 4 seconds. That’s right. Exhale even more slowly. If you force out breath you don’t have, it’ll strain your core. You need to feel the movement of your abdomen and chest.”
Termion was sitting close beside the children, monitoring their breathing techniques. His expression and voice were surprisingly meticulous and caring.
“Let’s just walk three rounds and finish. You must maintain this breathing even while walking.”
Termion stood up and demonstrated. He placed his fist on his abdomen and walked in place, matching the pace of his inhalation and exhalation.
“If the rhythm of your breathing and steps gets mixed up, stop and start walking again. You don’t need to match others’ pace, just focus on your own steps.”
“Yes!”
“The key when walking is to step forward from the moment you start holding your breath. This is your first time walking like this, so don’t overdo it.”
“Can we rest after we finish walking?”
Hearing Sheryl’s question, Termion glanced toward the entrance of the training hall and showed an uncharacteristically playful smile.
“Those who finish walking should go to the entrance and have Teacher check their physical condition.”
“Teacher?”
“Wow! Teacher!”
Everyone turned their heads with puzzled expressions, but only Elenora jumped up and waved her hand.
“Hello, my dear friends. Are you training hard?”
“Yes!”
The ones who answered loudly were, as expected, the two lively girls. Kalior and Kiril also answered, but with slightly shy expressions.
“When you’re done, we’ll wash up briefly and go have lunch, so start now!”
After briefly observing the children’s walking, Termion approached the entrance.
Perhaps because they were indoors, he was dressed lightly with just a vest over his pants and shirt.
“I wondered who would enter without making a sound, and it was you after all.”
“I stayed quiet so I wouldn’t disturb you. How are the children?”
“They’re all working hard. I was worried they might get bored, but fortunately they’re following along well.”
“That’s unexpected. I didn’t know you had a talent for teaching too.”
“…Is that an insult or a compliment?”
“Of course it’s a compliment. Usually geniuses are terrible at teaching others.”
There were often cases where athletes who flew high as stars during their active careers failed as coaches.
But from what she had briefly observed, Termion also possessed the qualities of a quite excellent teacher.
“Speaking of that, what about you?”
“I’m a witch. That much is basic for me.”
“…I knew you’d answer like that.”
Termion no longer showed a disgusted reaction to her jokes.
Though his eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth.
“I just recalled memories of what I learned before. The methods Mother taught me.”
“You still remember all of that?”
“If I had to say… probably around 70 to 80 percent? I remember the essential parts accurately, so it should be fine.”
While asking a few questions about the Mana Cultivation Method and talking about the gifts piled up outside, someone grabbed onto Termion’s leg and hung there.
“Elly, I’m done!”
“Already?”
“Yeah!”
“But why did you come to Uncle instead of going to Teacher?”
Despite his words, Termion asked with a secretly pleased expression, but as expected, Elenora was one step ahead. The child answered in a sly voice.
“Because you’d sulk again if I did that.”
“…When did Uncle ever.”
“Then should I not acknowledge Uncle from now on and just go to Teacher?”
“This little rascal, really.”
When Termion grabbed both her armpits and lifted her up, Elenora burst into clear, ringing laughter.
“Little One, was training fun?”
“Mmm, honestly I don’t know about fun. But it’s amazing how my stomach gets all warm every time I breathe.”
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