It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 181

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 181

“Wow….”

A quiet exclamation flowed from Ailesia’s lips as she stood to one side of the banquet hall.

The content of the original work that she had only imagined while reading was unfolding right before her eyes.

Elenora lightly placed her left hand on Termion’s right elbow, clasped her opposite hand with his, and moved her feet gracefully.

Termion’s calmly settled black eyes gazed steadily at Elenora, while a gentle smile graced Elenora’s lips.

Despite the considerable height difference, the sight of the two facing each other was as beautiful as a painting.

‘Really…. It took so long.’

The 10 years that had passed together since meeting Elenora felt much longer than the 500 years she had endured alone, and that wasn’t simply due to her mood.

Though many things had happened along the way, they had finally reached this point.

Termion and Elenora had become much stronger than at this point in the original work. The internal situation of the Retis family house was also extremely stable.

They had uncovered a considerable portion of the dark magic secrets that had remained unknown elements until the very end, and were even tracking Dusk Talon, which hadn’t been revealed at all in the original.

She was steadily changing the story beyond what Ailesia had originally planned.

‘…None of that matters right now.’

Just watching those two dance was moving enough for the moment.

And it seemed she wasn’t the only one who felt that way.

“Thank you, Teacher.”

“Pardon?”

Iolene, who had been standing beside Ailesia, had her eyes widened almost excessively.

Her eyes were slightly reddened, as if she was forcibly holding back tears.

“Thanks to you, Teacher, Elly is able to stand in that position.”

“Not at all. What did I even do?”

It wasn’t just polite modesty, but half sincere sentiment.

Even if she hadn’t been there, Elenora would have been dancing in that same spot.

Because this was a scene that was meant to happen.

The only difference would be that Termion was no longer carrying a curse like a time bomb.

“We’re always indebted to you, Teacher. I don’t know how we could ever repay this kindness.”

“Please don’t say such things, Grand Duchess Dowager. Retis is a place that brings me happiness just by existing.”

As Ailesia said this, she gently clasped Iolene’s hands together.

Iolene flinched with a considerably surprised expression, but didn’t pull her hands away.

“No matter how many coincidences overlapped, Retis was the first place to welcome a complete stranger like me as warmly as family. If anything, I’m the grateful one.”

“Teacher….”

Of course, even centuries ago when she was enjoying herself, there had been many people who treated her kindly.

She simply hadn’t been able to form attachments.

Back then, she still couldn’t let go of the perception that this world was a fictional product from a novel.

She had thought it was just a passing connection anyway, so she only needed to get along as much as necessary.

Perhaps someone in the Northern Continent might still be searching for traces of her even now.

“Retis is my other home and hometown. This fact will never change under any circumstances.”

“…I’m simply grateful that you would say such things.”

Since she didn’t particularly want to continue this conversation, Ailesia let go of her hands and subtly changed the subject.

“By the way, I’m glad Elly danced properly. The special training seems to have paid off.”

“It’s all thanks to your excellent teaching, Teacher.”

Hmm…. Honestly, she had nothing to say about that.

She never would have imagined that Elenora’s dancing skills would be that terrible.

In the original work, only the content of watching Iolene dance was described, but in reality, Termion’s feet might have been swollen.

“Oh, even the finish was clean.”

“The Grand Duchess has excellent dancing skills, doesn’t she? This must be her first time at such an occasion, but she doesn’t seem nervous at all.”

“His Highness the Grand Duke’s lead was perfect too. I’m envious of the Grand Duchess.”

When Termion and Elenora’s dance ended, modest praise and applause poured from the people who had been watching nearby.

Thanks to that, the corners of Iolene’s mouth were gradually rising again.

After bowing in all directions and responding to each person, Elenora immediately approached Iolene.

Unable to run, she lifted her dress hem slightly and took quick small steps, which was simply adorable.

“Grandmother! How was I?”

“You were wonderful, little one. You did well.”

“Really? What did you think, Teacher?”

“The practice was worth it. Except for stepping on his feet twice and almost falling at the end.”

“Ugh, really!”

“No, you did well. You’re so pretty.”

When Ailesia hugged her and stroked her back, only then did Elenora’s sulking expression melt away.

But she had no choice but to glare again at someone’s subsequent review.

“Ailesia was right after all. Seeing that my feet are still intact.”

“Is it my fault that Uncle has unnecessarily long legs?”

Whether Elenora glared at him sourly or not, Termion sighed as if feeling sorry.

“That’s exactly right. Your legs were exactly as short as expected, so where did the calculation go wrong?”

“Don’t, don’t tease me again!”

“You’ll mess up your hair.”

When Termion chuckled and stretched out his arm to lightly hold her shoulders and keep her at bay, no matter how much Elenora struggled, her hands couldn’t reach him.

But she couldn’t very well kick while wearing a dress in front of everyone watching.

In the end, Elenora clung to Ailesia again.

“Teacher, Uncle is bullying me again!”

“Oh my, how mean.”

Though she said that, Ailesia just smiled brightly while moderately comforting Elenora.

‘How can I resist watching this uncle-niece banter live.’

A happy ending was important, but she had to enjoy what she could. Couldn’t this much be accepted as an industry reward?

“Really, I don’t have a single ally.”

“I’m on your side.”

“Huh?”

A voice mixed with faint laughter came from somewhere.

Elenora slowly turned her head and froze in place.

“Hello, Elly.”

A height that had grown considerably. Brown hair that half-covered his neck.

The Second Prince Kalior, now nineteen years old, was gazing intently at Elenora from a few steps away.

“Kal…?”

“You look healthy. I’m glad.”

Thump.

Before anyone could stop her, Elenora leaped into Kalior’s arms.

The flustered Kalior awkwardly raised his arms, not knowing what to do with them, but Elenora didn’t care and buried her face in his chest.

Her arms were wrapped tightly around his waist as if she would never let go.

“That brat…!”

Just before Termion, with fire in his eyes, could rush forward, Ailesia gently wrapped around one of his arms and blocked his path.

“Won’t you dance with me, Termion?”

“…Is this really happening?”

“They’re just happy to see each other as friends, why are you getting so worked up?”

“Even so-“

Slip.

Slender fingers skillfully intertwined between his half-extended hand.

Now that he was suddenly in a position as if embracing Ailesia, it was Termion who stiffened instead.

“Come on, just dance with me.”

“…Tsk.”

At Ailesia’s attitude of stubbornly blocking him, Termion finally clicked his tongue briefly and lowered his hand.

“What is this in front of all the other nobles watching….”

“Wouldn’t that be better? If the Second Prince stamps his mark clearly, most people won’t dare approach carelessly.”

“…That’s not what I meant.”

“Hm?”

He gently pulled the hand that Ailesia had been holding and leaned his face close to whisper.

“Rather than a grand duchess who’s barely 16 years old and appeared after 10 years….”

What on earth is this situation?

The Termion I know isn’t this kind of man.

The large hand that had completely covered hers, and his heated voice tickling her ear.

It was all so unfamiliar that she couldn’t react at all.

“I wonder who that blonde woman standing next to Grand Duke Retis is, what kind of relationship they have.”

The breath mixed with each word seeped into her skin and stirred her entire body.

Beyond their inadvertently meeting gazes, obsidian-like lustrous black eyes persistently followed her.

She could see a blue moon floating clearly in the distant, clear, deep night sky.

As if her eyes were being drawn into his.

“Wouldn’t this be much more stimulating and intriguing?”

His hair that had fallen slightly beside his forehead brushed against her cheek.

When she came to her senses, Termion had already straightened his posture and was politely extending one arm.

“Perhaps she might be a lover that Grand Duke Retis has been hiding.”

“….”

“Such misunderstandings would be worth enduring. If it’s a dance with you.”

“…This is cheating.”

Even if such misunderstandings arose, there was no way she could refuse in this situation.

Ailesia squeezed her eyes shut and opened them, then defiantly placed her hand on Termion’s arm.

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