It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 160

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 160

‘Termion is at that level?’

This was interesting in its own way.

Yormu had only shown such a reaction when first meeting Shaila.

The sight of those two growling and fighting each other was… truly spectacular.

It was like nothing less than the legendary monster battles she’d only heard about.

Honestly, she thought Yormu would win back then, but the result was Shaila’s overwhelming victory.

Of course, they made up afterward and became good friends.

‘What could possibly happen.’

Ailesia chuckled softly as she briefly recalled old memories.

As long as Elenora was there, Yormu wouldn’t act recklessly.

And Termion wasn’t the type to be overly competitive either.

After diligently finishing her work, the lakeside was surprisingly bustling.

“Oh? When did you all get here?”

“Kyarreung?”

“Kuwoong.”

“Woof woof!”

The wolf couple had been there from before, but what was Polaris doing here at this hour?

Shaila had even offered her shoulder to Termion.

As he stroked her neck and she made purring sounds, she looked exactly like a pet showing affection to its owner.

“Teacher, are you all finished?”

Elenora, who had been playing with Polaris, quickly moved to Ailesia’s side.

Having spent quite a long time outside, the tip of her nose had turned slightly red.

“I just need to strengthen the barriers around here once before we leave.”

“At least let me help with the cleanup.”

“You met Uncle after so long, so focus on being filial to him.”

Was “being filial” the right expression? Whatever, it didn’t matter.

Ailesia took out a thick robe from subspace and put it on Elenora.

“You’ll catch a cold.”

“This much is fine.”

“There you go being cheeky again. Our Little One still has a long way to go.”

“Tch.”

Elenora pouted her lips as if frustrated.

While becoming a High Mage at that age was praiseworthy, a mage’s body was clearly different from knights’.

If she wanted to escape the cold, she’d have to either reach Upper Mage level or separately become an Aura Master.

“Everyone, Elly and I will be away from home for a while, okay?”

“Kyaang?”

“Kuwoooong!”

Unlike Shaila who merely expressed curiosity, Polaris showed quite a violent reaction.

She was probably asking where they were going without taking care of her meals.

“You glutton. What are you complaining about when you’ll just be sleeping soundly anyway?”

“Kuwoooong!”

“This one really!”

Just as Ailesia was about to glare daggers at Polaris, Elenora stepped forward first and asked in a pitiful voice.

“Polly, should I not go home then?”

“Ku, kuwoong?”

“I met Uncle after 10 years, you know? I really miss my family and the people from our house, but should I stay here?”

“…Kuoooong.”

She’d become quite the trainer. Polaris immediately became docile as if she’d never been angry.

Moreover, she approached Elenora and rubbed her front paws against her. It was her way of apologizing.

“Huh.”

Termion, who had been watching, gasped in surprise.

He looked at Ailesia and quietly activated his aura.

[Ailesia.]

“Huh?”

What? Why was she suddenly hearing Termion’s voice? And it was echoing in her head.

Since she couldn’t feel any mana wavelength, it wasn’t message magic either.

[It’s me.]

[…How did you do that?]

[It became possible after breaking through the wall. But more importantly, can Elly understand what animals are saying too?]

[She can only communicate to some extent.]

Her ability to freely converse with animals and magical beasts was thanks to the Dragon Heart’s power. Elenora was merely mimicking at best.

‘…Why ask about something like that using such a grand method.’

Termion’s talent had always been impressive, but this time she was genuinely surprised.

To secretly transmit words to others through non-magical means. Just how far would one need to apply aura to make that possible.

“Teacher, let’s go now.”

“Did you say goodbye to everyone?”

“It’s not like we’ll never see each other again.”

Elenora answered matter-of-factly and gave Shaila one last tight hug around the neck.

“Shasha, you have to come visit me later, okay?”

“Kyarreung…”

It was understandably touching. Actually, Elenora’s body recovering to this extent was partly thanks to Shaila.

Shaila was a being that contained the essence of cold energy, practically half-spirit.

If Shaila hadn’t shared her energy, even after breaking free from the curse, the mana core wouldn’t have been completely restored.

“Let’s run through the Gardbale Mountains to our heart’s content again sometime.”

“Kyaang!”

Seeming quite pleased with Termion’s suggestion, Shaila responded with a clear cry.

“Whitey, Blanky. I’ll come pick you up in a few days, so don’t wander too far to play. Got it?”

“Woof!”

“Then both of you come to my side.”

Golden mana began flowing from Ailesia’s body as she took out her staff after a long time.

“It’s time to go home.”

The Grand Duke’s Castle was full of vitality for the Holy Night Festival.

The streets were filled with food stalls emitting all kinds of delicious smells, and people were laughing and chatting, fully enjoying the festive atmosphere.

“Wow, fish-shaped pastries!”

A young girl walking hand in hand between a blonde woman and a black-haired man shouted with an excited expression.

“Want to have one?”

“One for who? We need to eat at least three each.”

“…Where did you throw away the memory of sharing one between us?”

“Even then, I gave Uncle one and a half.”

While the niece and uncle bickered, Ailesia approached the stall owner.

“Ten fish-shaped pastries, please.”

“Hehe, did your family come out to enjoy the festival together?”

“Well, something like that.”

Strictly speaking, one of them wasn’t family.

Of course, if she said that outright, Elenora would sulk all day.

“Your husband is very handsome. Your daughter is also beautiful, taking after her mother.”

“Ahahaha…”

He could tell it was a compliment, but it felt awkward that even complete strangers would think this way.

‘Thank goodness I cast perception-inhibiting magic.’

He had deliberately changed his appearance to look about 10 years older.

The moment they recognized Termion, chaos would break out everywhere.

‘It’s not just his face, but that kind of build isn’t common either.’

In the original work, it was mentioned that he was just over 190cm tall, but the Termion he met again in reality had an overwhelming presence that made the description seem insufficient.

There was about a 20cm difference even with herself, who was tall for a woman, so how would ordinary people see him.

“Thank you.”

“Oh my, I don’t have change for that.”

The street vendor looked troubled seeing the gold coin Ailesia held out.

Even one silver coin was worth 200 loaves of bread, and one gold coin was worth a whopping 10 silver coins. It was money an ordinary street vendor couldn’t handle.

“Keep the rest as a tip.”

“Pardon?”

“May you be blessed and sell lots.”

Ailesia took the bag containing the bread and smiled brightly.

“Excuse me, ma’am!”

She pretended not to hear the vendor’s voice and turned around.

It was cheap as the price for recalling memories. A good deed to commemorate a rare outing.

“Elly, let’s eat bread.”

“Waah!”

This kind of thing didn’t change even with age. The way she cheered cutely like in childhood was still just as lovable.

Ailesia unconsciously hugged Elenora tightly.

“The bread seller asked if we were a family out sightseeing.”

“Really?”

“Yes. He said the husband was handsome too, and the daughter was beautiful, taking after her mother.”

“…What?”

Unlike Termion who was momentarily flustered, Elenora looked up at Ailesia with sparkling eyes.

“Then am I Teacher’s daughter? Are Teacher and Uncle married?”

“I guess so. Without us knowing.”

“Uncle, what do you think?”

Why was she asking him that? He didn’t even know what he was supposed to think about.

“Just eat this.”

“Mmph!”

Termion suddenly shoved bungeoppang at his niece. It seemed stopping that chattering mouth was the priority.

“It’s delicious!”

Even so, Elenora efficiently swallowed the bungeoppang and shouted with a bright expression.

“So good!”

‘…It was the same back then too.’

The face of six-year-old Elenora chewing with puffed cheeks flickered before his eyes.

There were things that didn’t change with time. At the same time, there were facts he had to admit had already changed.

What was this emotion that was both joyful and melancholy?

Termion forcibly swallowed his bitterness and wiped Elenora’s mouth with his finger.

“What’s this for a grown lady.”

“I’m still a child, so what.”

“When did you say you were all grown up?”

“I won’t act like an adult in front of Teacher and Uncle, okay? Elly is a little one!”

…Wasn’t this attitude of trying to comfort them already that of an adult?

That sight was just so endearing that he could only smile quietly in the end.

“Uncle! Let’s go there, over there!”

Elenora, who had devoured four pieces of bread in an instant, grabbed Termion’s hand and pulled him along. Naturally, she was holding Ailesia’s hand with her other hand.

“It’s Snowman Square.”

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