It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 159

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 159

“It’s a nostalgic dish.”

Seeing the pot with steam rising from it, Termion’s eyes became deeply immersed in sentiment.

“To think that was already 10 years ago.”

“Right. Uncle, you grumbled back then but ate five whole bowls.”

“…You remember all of that?”

“Of course! How smart do you think I am!”

Though she seemed to be pouting at first glance, Termion somehow felt like he understood Elenora’s heart.

“That’s right… Our Elly was so bright back then too.”

“Eheheheh.”

When he praised her and patted her head, a pure smile flowed out just like when she was young.

Even that sight made him feel like crying, so he could only force himself to endure it with a smile.

“Thank you for the meal.”

“Thank you for the meal!”

“Eat well.”

Ailesia, who had been watching them from across the table, had her lips curved upward the entire time.

‘This is so wonderful, what should I do.’

The scene she had dreamed of for so long was right before her eyes.

Termion and Elenora, freed from the curse’s bonds. The two healthy and vibrant people were sitting side by side.

“Teacher, aren’t you eating?”

“Hm?”

“You’ve been staring over here this whole time.”

“I was thinking, so this is what it feels like to be full without eating.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Elenora tilted her head as if she didn’t understand at all, but how could she explain this feeling?

Still, she couldn’t just keep watching, so Ailesia soon picked up her spoon too.

As they focused intently on eating, the pot was soon more than half empty.

Only then did Termion, who had slowed his eating pace, speak up.

“Ailesia.”

“Yes?”

“When are you planning to return?”

“If we wanted to go, we could leave today…”

In the original work, Elenora returns in early January.

She appears at the Imperial Palace New Year banquet as a proper sixteen-year-old lady, capturing the nobles’ attention.

Originally, this would be when she first meets Kalior and naturally gets involved with the First Prince too, but…

‘Is there really a need to follow the original work?’

It’s only a difference of a week or two at most anyway.

Besides, having met Termion, Elenora must be eager to return.

She must be dying to see not only Iolene, but also Hilda, Rebecca, and the others.

“You didn’t tell them you were coming here?”

“I said I was going to see the Holy Night Festival alone. I’m on vacation for a while too.”

“Ah, right. The Holy Night Festival.”

Is today December 25th? What perfect timing.

The fact that Termion was on vacation meant this year’s monster subjugation was already finished.

The other people at the Grand Duke’s Castle would be leisurely spending their year-end too.

“Elly, what do you think?”

“Mmm.”

Elenora blinked with the spoon still in her mouth.

“Then can we go right after finishing this? I want to look around the street.”

“…Not going home?”

Termion’s response came back sounding somewhat disappointed, but Elenora shrugged and answered nonchalantly.

“If I go back, I won’t be able to go out properly. I want to look around with just the three of us – Uncle, Teacher, and me.”

“Why wouldn’t you be able to go out?”

“It would be a bit much to run around everywhere right after coming home. Grandmother would be secretly worried too.”

“The Grand Duchess Dowager would?”

“Her granddaughter who was sick came back healthy after 10 years, so she’d want to stay right by my side all day.”

Termion looked at Elenora with fresh eyes as she answered so matter-of-factly.

“Of course I’d like being with Grandmother too, and I really want to see Hilda, Rebecca, Sheryl, and Kiril…”

Glancing at Termion, Elenora asked carefully.

“…Is that not okay?”

“Why wouldn’t it be okay?”

When had that mischievous little troublemaker who used to bewitch people become so mature? Now she even knew how to consider other people’s feelings.

While feeling pleased, sadness also welled up, but Termion patted Elenora’s head without showing any sign of it.

“There’s nothing you can’t do. Do whatever you want.”

“…Really?”

“Such a little thing saying such admirable things.”

At those words, Elenora got indignant and banged the table with her spoon, shouting loudly.

“I’m not little! I’ve grown tall now too!”

“…You’re small though.”

At his blank stare looking down at her, Elenora raised her voice even higher.

“Eeek, Uncle is just too big! What on earth did you eat to grow so much!”

“I picked up and ate everything that was supposed to be good for you, why?”

“Aaaaah! So annoying!”

“If you keep getting angry, you’ll grow even less.”

“Is that something to say to a niece you’re meeting after 10 years?!”

“Puhup.”

Ailesia could only hold her stomach and laugh.

In the old days, it always seemed like Elenora’s one-sided victory, but now the situation had completely reversed.

‘My goodness, to think that Termion would become so sly.’

Demon Grand Duke? More like villain Grand Duke would make sense.

The adult Termion showed an abundance of composure that matched his greatly increased height.

No matter how well Elenora could speak, it would be hard to overcome the dignity that comes with age.

Still, there was one thing that remained unchanged.

‘Look at those eyes. Honey is just dripping from them.’

Even though Elenora was being defiant, he was just smiling as if he found her absolutely adorable.

It was the paternal smile that could be considered the trademark of parenting stories.

“Teacher!”

“Yes?”

“Uncle keeps teasing me!”

“I only stated facts, but to interpret it that way – this uncle is very sad.”

“See! He wasn’t like this before!”

…Well. That’s hard to say.

The Termion of the original work was truly someone who carried a lot on his shoulders.

Questionable birth, the burden of family and house, retainers who wouldn’t pledge loyalty.

Even the curse that ultimately consumed his life.

His life itself must have been like a prison – when would he have had the chance to reveal his true personality?

The first and last time he revealed himself was probably just that single tear he shed at the moment of his death.

“By the way, Termion.”

Still, he’s my only disciple, so I should help him out at this point, right?

Ailesia deliberately struck up a conversation with Termion.

“Would it be alright to return today?”

“Pardon? What do you mean?”

“I thought you might need some time to prepare.”

It’s not just a few months, but a return after a whole 10 years.

Even during the previous disappearance incident, all the family members had come out to greet them.

‘Even if it’s not a grand welcome ceremony, she deserves at least that much.’

Of course, her own wishes were important, but ideally, she wanted to see everyone in Retis warmly welcome Elenora.

“What about the room for now? She could stay in a guest room for a few days if needed.”

“Don’t worry. Elly’s room is ready. Yours is as well.”

“Already? Did you send word ahead this morning before coming out?”

“That’s not it…”

Termion trailed off slightly and let out a soft sigh.

“Hilda has been maintaining them.”

“Hilda?”

“Yes. For 10 years, every day. Without missing a single day.”

“…What?”

“She said that since you could return any day without warning, the rooms must always be kept in perfect condition.”

“Good heavens…”

Hilda’s loyalty was beyond words.

She personally supervised cleaning that could have been left to the maids, and even replaced indoor decorations and accessories with each changing season.

Even Iolene and Lady Herman, who had initially accepted this, were amazed by Hilda’s almost obsessive dedication.

“She especially insisted on organizing the bedding and wardrobe with her own hands. I helped occasionally and watched—there was no devotion like it.”

“Oh, what should I do…!”

Termion quietly embraced Elenora, whose eyes had become teary.

It was natural to tear up knowing someone had remembered and missed her for the entire 10 years.

‘No wonder she was the greatest loyal retainer who stayed until the very end.’

Has Hilda changed much too? Before they parted, she still had some youthful features.

By now, she must have become the elegant cool beauty described in the original work.

“Are you alright, Little One?”

“…Yes.”

“Shall we start cleaning up?”

“I’ll help.”

“Oh, never mind that.”

Ailesia deliberately smacked Termion’s arm away with a sharp sound.

She wanted Termion and Elenora to enjoy some more leisure time before leaving.

How much they must want to talk about. Even staying up for days and nights wouldn’t be enough.

“You two go take a look around the lake. I have some things to prepare.”

“Couldn’t you just snap your fingers a few times?”

“That won’t be enough. I need to check the barriers and tell the kids I’ll be away from home.”

“Come to think of it, I don’t see anyone except the wolves.”

“Everyone’s a bit busy.”

Shaila is in her active period, running around here and there, and Polaris went off to hibernate again.

‘Why is Yormu being so quiet for once?’

If he sensed Termion’s presence, he should have at least shown his face. How strange.

Ailesia tilted her head and quickly cleared the table.

“Oh? There’s Yor!”

“That’s the snake from back then.”

I knew it. You can’t be a gentleman either.

Looking beyond the window, a large snake was flicking its tongue while coiled by the lakeside.

As if he held no grudge about past events, Termion greeted him with a rather welcoming voice.

“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”

“Hissss?”

…But somehow the atmosphere feels strange?

That’s the sound Yormu makes when he’s being wary.

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