It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 151

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 151

 

“I was wondering when to give this to you, but the timing worked out perfectly.”

 

Ailesia took out another book and a small wooden box from her subspace.

 

“This is the magic book I mentioned before. I wrote it out in as much detail as possible, so you shouldn’t have any major problems training on your own.”

 

“Then what’s this box?”

 

Instead of answering, she opened the box to show him the contents.

 

A pendant connected to a gray leather cord.

 

The gem embedded in the center was a blue sapphire slightly larger than a fingernail.

 

“It looks similar to Elly’s necklace.”

 

“I enhanced the location tracking function and message transmission function. It’s normally in standby mode, but it’ll activate when you channel aura into it.”

 

“Aura?”

 

“Just enough to make the gem glow. Want to try it once?”

 

Termion picked up the necklace somewhat bewildered and slowly channeled his aura.

 

Woom.

 

With a faint vibrating sound, the sapphire began to glow. The clear, transparent radiance somehow seemed to resemble Ailesia’s eyes.

 

“If you speak toward the pendant, the message will be delivered to me.”

 

“Is it possible for me to hear you as well?”

 

“Yes. And in that state, I can also use spatial movement to come to your side.”

 

“Regardless of location?”

 

“It’s a method that directly connects mana wavelengths. This way, it’s possible without calculating coordinates.”

 

The whistle she had given Termion at the Gardbale Mountains before had distance limitations and was simply an object that only indicated direction.

 

‘Compared to Elly’s necklace, the versatility is far too limited.’

 

It took quite a bit of effort, but she had made up her mind and found time here and there to create it.

 

Now that she was in full confrontation with the First Imperial Consort, there was no telling what dangers might arise. It wouldn’t hurt to prepare in advance.

 

“Try not to take it off your body if possible. I’ll fly over in one go even from the edge of the continent.”

 

“That’s quite an exaggeration.”

 

“How can you know when something might happen?”

 

Termion stared quietly at the necklace in his palm, then let out a soft sigh.

 

“If I said I wouldn’t accept it… would you be angry?”

 

“No? I’d nag you until you accept it though?”

 

“…”

 

Termion, who had been silent for a moment, unbuttoned his top button.

 

He put the cord around his neck, tucked the pendant inside his clothes, then buttoned it back up and asked in an awkward voice.

 

“Is this good?”

 

“You listen well to your big sister, what a good boy.”

 

“…Please keep it reasonable.”

 

Even as he said that, Termion didn’t refuse Ailesia’s touch as she personally adjusted his collar.

 

He just slightly reddened his face and averted his gaze.

 

After naturally receiving the book as well, Termion finally asked about something he’d been curious about.

 

“But why the sudden gifts? I’m grateful to receive them, but…”

 

“It’s Elly’s birthday.”

 

“What?”

 

When he tilted his head in confusion, not quite understanding, Ailesia smiled lightly and continued.

 

“Our parents always did this. Whenever they celebrated each other’s birthdays or wedding anniversaries, they always gave gifts to me and Aunt too.”

 

“…Was there a special reason?”

 

“They said if only the main person gets celebrated, the people nearby feel left out. Since it’s about expressing love anyway, they said it’s better to share more among family.”

 

“They sound like thoughtful people.”

 

“So while I was preparing Elly’s birthday gift, I thought I’d do this too.”

 

“I’ll accept it gratefully.”

 

“Look forward to your own birthday too. I’m preparing something wonderful.”

 

“…You even know when my birthday is?”

 

At his voice that carried subtle anticipation, Ailesia tapped her chest with her palm and answered.

 

“Of course. I’m a witch, after all.”

 

After the warm dinner ended, Elenora moved to the Grand Banquet Hall where the gifts were gathered, along with the people she had invited.

 

“What is that?”

 

“A cake…?”

 

What caught the children’s eyes was a massive 5-tier cake in the center of the banquet hall.

 

“Wooooah…?”

 

Even Elenora, who would normally have shouted energetically “Waaaaaaah!” was so surprised that she just stood there with her mouth agape.

 

“Elly, our lovely little one.”

 

Ailesia scooped a bit of cream from the corner of the cake and dabbed it on Elenora’s nose tip with a bright smile.

 

“Happy birthday.”

 

“…Ehehehehe.”

 

Elenora’s eyes welled up with tears as she smiled brightly and hugged Ailesia’s neck tightly.

 

Then Termion and Iolene lightly kissed Elenora’s forehead.

 

“Happy birthday, Elly.”

 

“Thank you for staying healthy and well, little one. Happy birthday.”

 

“Yes!”

 

Iolene gave her a children’s robe she had embroidered herself, and Termion gave her shoes made from drake leather and scales.

 

“Elly, am I pretty?”

 

“The prettiest in the world, of course.”

 

Elenora, who had put on the shoes and robe right there, excitedly spun around the cake. Everyone burst into laughter at the sight.

 

Termion was capturing Elenora’s moments here and there with the camera he had received from Ailesia before.

 

The child’s bright face printed on the small paper made him feel warm.

 

“We prepared something too.”

 

Kalior, Sheryl, and Kiril brought over a large picture frame to show Elenora.

 

It was a painting of Elenora and themselves holding hands amicably with the Grand Duke’s Castle in the background.

 

“We all drew it together. The skill isn’t great, but…”

 

Kalior hesitantly spoke as their representative.

 

“Happy birthday. Let’s all continue to get along well together.”

 

“Happy birthday, Grand Duchess!”

 

“Wow! I love it so much! Thank you!”

 

Elenora slowly ran her hand over the surface of the frame once. She was so happy, yet somehow felt a tightness in her chest.

 

As the turns went around and around, it finally became Ailesia’s turn last.

 

What she had prepared was a brown magic wand slightly over two spans long.

 

“Wow, a staff!”

 

“More precisely, it’s called a wand. I made it from the same material as Teacher’s staff.”

 

“Really? Then Teacher and I are matching!”

 

“Fufu, that’s right. Let’s continue training hard to become an excellent mage. Understood?”

 

“Yes!”

 

After the gift-giving time ended, Elenora, who had blown out the candles on the cake, soon looked back at Uncle and Teacher with confused eyes.

 

“But how is Elly supposed to cut this…?”

 

The already large cake sitting on the table seemed too daunting for her to handle alone.

 

Just then, Elenora’s body, who had been rolling only her eyes around, suddenly lifted up.

 

“Teacher will help you, so want to try cutting it together with Uncle?”

 

“I’d love to!”

 

“Hmm.”

 

Unlike Elenora who answered boldly, Termion fell into slight contemplation.

 

He couldn’t figure out how to cut this enormous cake with just a bread knife that was barely a span long.

 

Ailesia, noticing his dilemma, chuckled and gave him the answer.

 

“Just use aura.”

 

“…Use aura to cut cake?”

 

“What’s wrong with that?”

 

Whether it’s aura or magic, as long as you use it appropriately and usefully, that’s enough. Is there a law saying it can only be used for combat?

 

Does she even remember what she did during her first dinner at the Town House?

 

‘She sliced through both the steak and the plate with her knife.’

 

Toward the hesitating Termion, Ailesia threw out a provocative remark.

 

“Don’t tell me you’re not confident?”

 

The moment he heard those words, Termion’s lips curved into a smirk.

 

As his hand covered Elenora’s, a thread-thin aura suddenly sprouted from the bread knife the child was holding.

 

“Wow! The knife got longer!”

 

“Cut it however you want. You trust Uncle, right?”

 

…There’s no need to speak so solemnly just to cut a cake. Even if she did press his so-called trigger button.

 

Anyway, Elenora successfully cut the cake using aura.

 

Since there was so much, they each ate just one slice and decided to share the rest with the servants.

 

“Haha, Your Highness the Grand Duke. When did you grow so much?”

 

“…It’s nothing special.”

 

When Baron Gavin asked after witnessing the spectacular cake dismantling show, Termion, who had belatedly come to his senses, answered with an embarrassed voice.

 

However, Baron Gavin was showing genuinely admiring eyes.

 

“This old man is no match anymore.”

 

“I’m still far inferior compared to the Chief Steward.”

 

“Inferior? Haven’t you risen far above?”

 

Baron Gavin had already seen through Termion’s level.

 

Whatever opportunity he had gained, if this fact became public, it would be enough to shake the entire Empire.

 

‘The power balance among the nobles will change greatly.’

 

He who had been seriously contemplating without thinking soon shook his head to clear his mind.

 

Now wasn’t the time to recall the complicated political arena. It was enough to just put down the burden on his shoulders and enjoy.

 

“Then shall we unwrap the other gifts now?”

 

“Waaaah!”

 

As if she had read his thoughts, Elenora’s cheer reached his ears.

 

“Let’s go, Your Highness the Grand Duke. You should check the other gifts together with the Grand Duchess.”

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