It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 168

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 168

Somewhere in the northeastern region of the Blair Empire’s Imperial Capital.

The young girl’s movements toward the Retis Grand Ducal Town House were nothing but light and bouncy.

Her pink hair braided in three sections swayed like a tail with each step she took.

Surprisingly, the young girl was running at almost the same speed as a horse.

“I’m here!”

When the familiar main gate came into view, the excited young girl drew up her aura with all her might.

Bang!

The moment her springy legs kicked off the ground, the young girl’s body flew through the air.

Then she landed gracefully exactly ten steps away from the main gate.

“…You sure make a loud entrance, Sheryl.”

“This is all part of my training too.”

“Hmm, I see.”

She could just run up nicely and stop, but why she had to make that aerial leap right before arriving was beyond understanding.

“But it seems like you succeeded today.”

Louis, the knight serving as the guard squad leader, muttered in a lukewarm voice.

“I didn’t kick up any dust and didn’t break the ground, so that’s good enough, right? Right?”

“…Why don’t you go inside and change your clothes first.”

Instead of the surroundings being intact, Sheryl’s pants were completely covered in mud and snow.

The condition was so terrible that it was questionable whether washing alone could restore them.

“But why does it feel so busy inside?”

“His Highness the Grand Duke is coming, so it’s half an emergency.”

“His Highness?”

“I heard the communication came through the communication sphere around 10 o’clock.”

“I’ll get to see his face after a long time. Good luck with your work.”

“Kiril should be in the research lab.”

Sheryl bowed her head and passed through the main gate, heading straight for the annex.

By principle, she should make her return report first, but as Louis said, her clothes were completely messed up.

She couldn’t go to the main building looking like this.

Since her clothes were already dirty anyway, she planned to cut across the garden, which was practically half forest.

‘Still, the Grand Duke’s Castle was much bigger than here.’

When was the last time she went there? It seemed like it had been 4 years just counting the years.

She thought she’d have some time last year, but once the Grand Duke’s Castle was stabilized, she became incredibly busy.

“…That spiteful old man.”

He said he’d let me pursue my dreams. I trained like crazy, and now he just works me to death.

Sheryl, who had been thinking of someone who always scratched at her insides with a gentle expression, suddenly stopped walking.

‘…What’s this?’

Sensing an unfamiliar presence somewhere, she crouched down and looked around.

The people who could freely enter this forest, no, this garden, were limited.

People wanting to take walks generally used the landscaped areas near the main building or annex.

Since it was such a vast place, even the gardeners moved around in groups of at least three.

‘It’s not even training season lately.’

In the first place, there was no way a knight doing personal training would come all the way here at this time, leaving behind a perfectly good training ground.

Rustle.

Along with the sound of leaves rustling, the other party’s presence grew stronger.

Just as Sheryl gulped and was about to reach for the sword hilt at her waist, a pitch-black shadow had already cast over the air.

“What the…!”

The creature pouncing on her was clearly not human at first glance.

The first thing that caught her eye were claws about the size of her fist, and only then did she realize its build was larger than a decent horse.

“Kyaak!”

Sheryl, who rolled on the ground without even having time to emit aura or draw her weapon, screamed involuntarily.

She tried to get up and assume a proper stance somehow, but her body froze the moment she saw the fierce glare that had come right up to her nose.

And the rough yet soft sensation touching her face.

…Soft sensation?

Lick.

“Huh?”

Sheryl, feeling a longing she had buried deep in her memories, let out a foolish sound.

“Whine.”

She heard a crying sound as if begging to play.

Then, at the sight of the pure white wolf that suddenly flopped over and lay down showing its belly, she held her breath and leaped into its embrace.

“Wh-Whitey!”

“Woof!”

“My goodness, what’s all this about suddenly? No, more than that, how did you get here? Hm? Did you come alone? Where’s Blanky?”

The voice that answered her jumbled questions wasn’t Whitey’s, but some young girl’s.

“He came with me.”

“…Huh?”

“Hello, Sheryl?”

Black hair tied and hanging to one side, unlike in the old days.

Bright green eyes shining clearly between reddened eyelids.

“It’s been really long since we’ve seen each other. Right?”

“…You, you! Youuuu!”

“I missed you.”

“Elly! Waaaaah!”

Embracing the friend who had returned after 10 years, Sheryl cried endlessly as if she had returned to her childhood.

“His Highness really should have told us at least a day in advance.”

Lady Herman, looking around the office she had finished organizing, let out a light complaint.

She had heard long ago that Termion would attend this New Year’s banquet.

They had already finished securing Madam Merisa, said to be the Imperial Capital’s best designer.

Still, she hadn’t expected him to suddenly contact them through the communication sphere on the day of departure.

‘What could be so urgent.’

He said he’d have lunch at the Grand Duke’s Castle and then depart, so he’d probably arrive before dinner.

It was a forced march requiring four gate trips in one day, but with Termion’s stamina, it wasn’t particularly difficult.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on a small frame placed on the desk.

“…Another new year has dawned.”

Lady Herman smiled sadly at the young girl smiling brightly inside the transparent glass.

She had been a troublemaker Grand Duchess who rummaged through every corner of both the Grand Duke’s Castle and the Town House.

Thanks to her, her one and only disciple was always out of breath, constantly complaining.

“Head Maid, what if I don’t live to my natural lifespan because of this?”

“But isn’t she lovely?”

“…That’s true.”

“If it’s really too hard, just tell me. What’s the big deal about changing positions?”

“Maybe living a short but intense life wouldn’t be so bad?”

Just as she was lost in sentiment, remembering that day from sometime past, someone’s scream came from outside.

“Kyaaaaaaak!”

“Everyone get inside! Hurry!”

“What are you doing! Go call the knights immediately!”

Wondering what was happening, I went out to the corridor and saw a servant running up the stairs, his face pale as a sheet.

“Head Maid! Head Maid!”

“What’s all this commotion?”

“It’s a magic beast! A magic beast has appeared!”

“…What?”

Why would a magic beast suddenly appear in the middle of the manor?

The servant’s expression was far too serious for this to be some trivial prank.

“Lead the way!”

“Th-this way!”

Her knee throbbed with each hurried step, but Lady Herman gritted her teeth and descended the stairs.

With Termion and Iolene currently absent, she was the highest-ranking person in this manor. It was her responsibility to assess the situation and deal with it accordingly.

“H-Head Maid.”

“Where is it? The place where this magic beast appeared.”

“O-over there, but… for some reason it’s not moving at all.”

Lady Herman turned her head following the trembling maid’s pointing finger.

Among the snow-covered ornamental trees, a wolf with fur whiter than the snow itself sat obediently with its front paws together, wagging its tail.

At first glance it looked like an ordinary wolf, but its sitting height was similar to the trees.

And Lady Herman knew very well a wolf of such size and appearance.

“Open the door.”

“Head Maid?”

“Hurry.”

When the people who thought they had misheard exchanged bewildered glances, Lady Herman opened the door herself and headed toward the garden.

“H-Head Maid!”

“It’s dangerous!”

“Get out of the way!”

At her fierce shout, the servants hesitantly stepped back.

Fortunately, the wolf made no movement. Rather, when it made eye contact with Lady Herman, its tail wagging only became faster.

“Is it Whitey? It is Whitey, isn’t it?”

“Woof!”

When Lady Herman extended her hand, Whitey quietly lowered its head. It was an adorable gesture as if asking to be petted.

“Where did you leave your partner and come alone, hmm? In this cold winter.”

Her eyes grew moist as she stroked Whitey’s neck.

It was because she naturally remembered the young girl who used to play and run around with this wolf.

“Blanky will come soon too.”

“Yes, you should travel with your partner…”

Lady Herman’s hand stopped in midair at the voice that sounded like a lie.

“I’m back, Grandmother Ingrid.”

“G-Grand Duke’s… daughter… Your Highness…?”

The moment she saw the face of the young girl who appeared from behind Whitey, Lady Herman, with her tension released, collapsed right there on the spot.

“Kyaah! Grandmother Ingrid! Teacher, Teacher!”

As soon as Elenora screamed, someone appeared like a mirage beside her.

“Y-you’re not hurt, are you? You mustn’t fall badly!”

“I can’t live like this! That’s why I told you to greet the Head Maid normally!”

Flick!

“Ow!”

The woman who suddenly flicked Elenora’s forehead with her finger hurriedly approached and examined Lady Herman.

“Are you alright? You must have been very startled.”

“T-Teacher?”

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