It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 167
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500 Years as Just an Extra,
The Original Story Still Won’t Begin
Episode 167
“Whaaaat?”
She must have been quite surprised, as Hilda’s voice trailed off long.
Even so, there wasn’t the slightest tremor in her hands as she poured the tea. Truly impressive.
“With all the preparations you’d need to make, wouldn’t tomorrow be a bit difficult?”
“What’s there to prepare? I just need to whoosh over with my body.”
“Just whoosh with your body…? Oh my, goodness. That’s really true.”
Finally understanding the context of the conversation, Hilda let out a quiet exclamation after finishing pouring the tea.
“Hehe, it’s been so long that it doesn’t feel real, right?”
“That’s right. I suppose it’s because I’ve only been at the Grand Duke’s Castle all this time.”
With one spatial transfer magic spell, I could go right now, so why all the worry?
Preparations are only needed when you’re packing loads of luggage.
“Well, I’m not really saying I’ll go tomorrow. Termion will handle the arrangements appropriately.”
“You’ll probably stay at the castle until the end of the year, won’t you?”
“Is that so?”
“Anyway, it looks like you’ll be going out for the first time in a while.”
“Hm? What do you mean by that? Have you never been to the Imperial Capital?”
“I haven’t taken a single vacation all this time. Not since the Grand Duchess and Teacher left.”
“Huh? Why?”
“If I’m not here, who would manage the Grand Duchess and Teacher’s rooms?”
Ailesia’s hand froze as she was lifting her teacup.
Though Hilda spoke in a calm tone as if it were nothing, not resting for even a single day for ten whole years wasn’t something just anyone could do.
“…What about home?”
“My family came to the castle for my birthday. Sometimes my siblings drop by too.”
…Even so, to never once go to her hometown. It was loyalty so touching it was almost heartbreaking, yet fierce in its dedication.
Hilda was only 19 years old when they parted.
If she had been any other noble young lady, she would have been busy expanding her social standing through various social activities.
During what should have been the most brilliant period of her life, what feelings must she have had while silently guarding her master’s empty room?
“Now that you’ve returned like this, it was worth the wait.”
“…Listen, Hilda.”
“Yes?”
“I’ll definitely find you an amazing husband. Even if I have to search the entire Empire, no, the entire continent.”
Ailesia set down her teacup and made the promise with a voice full of determination.
Hilda was still pure and beautiful, but she had already passed the ideal marriage age.
It was common for nobles in this world to marry before their mid-twenties.
“Hehe, you don’t need to worry about that. I’m already seeing someone.”
“That’s a relief… wait, what?!”
A side story is coming out now? Like this?
Ailesia’s mouth fell open at this completely unexpected development.
“Who is it? What does he do? Is he kind? Is he handsome? How old? What’s his job?”
“…Um, Teacher?”
Why are your eyes blazing like that?
Hilda gulped at Ailesia’s suddenly changed intensity.
Knock knock.
“Teacher, you’re not asleep yet, are you?”
Just at the right moment, Elenora came to visit the room.
Ailesia waved her hands frantically, urging her to sit down without bothering to answer.
“Why, why are you like this?”
“Hilda says she has a boyfriend!”
“…Whaaaat?!”
Like teacher, like disciple – Elenora’s eyes began shooting actual beams of light.
“Since when? Who is it? Do I know him? Is he kind? Is he handsome? How old? What’s his job?”
“Haaa…”
Such chatterboxes. What’s so special about romance that they’re making such a fuss?
Watching the master and disciple say exactly the same words without missing a single particle, Hilda felt a headache she’d forgotten about for quite some time coming on.
“I should head to the Imperial Capital soon.”
On the first morning of the new year they were sharing together after so long, Termion spoke after finishing his meal.
“I need to prepare for the New Year banquet, and I should let the people in the Imperial Capital know that Elly has returned.”
“It’ll be a family outing after a long time. Last year you only showed your face briefly, didn’t you?”
“I was so busy. You have no idea how much Lady Herman scolded me.”
It was probably sometime in the summer. He had stopped by the Imperial Capital suddenly due to overlapping busy schedules.
Since he had no time and only slept at the town house before leaving, Lady Herman had shown quite a disappointed expression, saying she couldn’t even provide a proper meal.
“I should contact the town house in advance. The schedule seems a bit tight.”
“It shouldn’t be particularly tight.”
“Hm? What do you mean? There are only two weeks left until the banquet.”
Termion looked at Ailesia without giving any particular answer. Then Iolene’s eyes widened in surprise too.
“Speaking of which, Ailesia.”
“Yes?”
“May I ask a favor?”
“When are you going? Who’s going?”
“Hmm.”
Termion let out a short contemplative sound.
Even after bringing up the topic, he seemed to be gauging the situation.
Ailesia, who seemed to understand his thoughts, struck first.
“Everyone from the Grand Duke’s Castle can go without any problem, so speak comfortably.”
“…Myself, the Grand Duchess Dowager, Elly, Hilda, and Rebecca would be sufficient.”
It’s just the usual names I always hear. Suddenly feeling mischievous, she slyly asked a question.
“Aren’t you taking any other knights?”
“Who do you mean?”
“Well? Like Lord Rias.”
“You mean Tulk?”
That was pretty random, wasn’t it? The story I heard last night was such a shock that I keep thinking about it.
“…Tulk is quite busy as the senior knight. It seems Lord Dayford works him quite hard.”
“Really? That’s too bad.”
“Pardon?”
“No, nothing.”
Supporting other people’s romance isn’t easy either. Ailesia consoled her disappointed feelings and drained the remaining tea.
Termion, who had been quietly watching her, continued speaking.
“I’m thinking of departing after lunch. As the Grand Duchess Dowager said, I need to make contact, and there are some simple preparations to make.”
“Let me know if there’s anything I can help with. I’ll be at the training ground with Elly in the morning.”
“Magic training?”
“There’s still a lot to teach. Thank you for the tea, Grand Duchess Dowager.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Ailesia bowed her head slightly and left the office first.
After the door closed, Iolene asked Termion with a clearly displeased expression.
“Why are you acting like that again?”
“…What? What do you mean?”
He was staring intently at the table with a sunken expression. From the outside, he looked as if he was angry.
“Why are you frowning when you stopped talking mid-sentence?”
“…Me?”
“Your eyes completely changed when Lord Rias was mentioned.”
“That never happened.”
“Why, are you bothered that Teacher seems to be suddenly showing interest?”
“….”
As if hit right on target, Termion’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
“Well, Teacher is past marriageable age too.”
“So what?”
He asked back, trying to sound nonchalant, but he couldn’t fool Iolene’s eyes.
‘Look at this guy? Acting innocent till the very end?’
The more he spoke, the more his voice trembled, yet where did he think he could make excuses.
At least it was fortunate that he wasn’t blatantly denying it like in the old days.
Iolene deliberately put on an even more pitiful expression to thoroughly scratch at Termion’s insides.
“I’d love to find you a good marriage prospect, but I’m worried if there’s even a man who would catch your eye.”
“Why would the Grand Duchess Dowager worry about that? It’s fine as long as the person likes them.”
“She’s a benefactor to our family, so shouldn’t we repay her somehow?”
“I’ll handle such things myself.”
“Oh my, are you going to personally arrange a matchmaking?”
“That’s not what I meant…!”
Finally unable to contain his irritation, he groaned and pressed his forehead.
He had barely been pretending to be calm, but now that his true feelings were exposed, embarrassment came flooding in.
“Termion.”
Iolene patted his shoulder and smiled gently.
“If you’ve waited this long, how about being honest for once?”
“About what.”
“Don’t live your whole life with regrets like your father.”
As soon as he heard those words, Termion’s wavering gaze turned cold and sank.
“…I’ll take my leave now.”
After firmly grasping Iolene’s hand that was placed on his shoulder, he abruptly stood up from his seat.
“But you know.”
“Yes?”
“Are you really not going to bring Lord Rias?”
“…I’ll at least check what he’s doing and where.”
Termion answered without looking back and left the office just like that.
“Really, that boy.”
He was thoroughly sulking. After I thoughtfully gave him advice, his dishonest personality seemed unchanged.
‘He only inherited the useless traits.’
I didn’t notice when he was young, but adult Termion was a spitting image of someone from their youth.
Even if I told him this, he’d refuse to acknowledge it even if it killed him.
‘I wonder if his mood will improve once he learns that Lord Rias is dating Hilda.’
Of course, she had no intention of telling him first.
It was strictly the retainers’ private life, so shouldn’t she respect that.
‘Let him rack his brains for a while.’
The aroma of the second-brewed tea remained as strong as ever.
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