It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 183

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 183

“Huh? When did I?”

When Ailesia feigned innocence and widened her eyes, Elenora finally broke free from her embrace and grumbled.

“You were stuck together the whole time while dancing! Uncle even wrapped his arm around your waist! And put his hand on your shoulder!”

“That’s just how that dance is supposed to be. Teacher didn’t rub her face against your chest like you did, did she?”

“…Aaaah!”

Kalior let out a deep sigh at the sight of Elenora jumping back in embarrassment.

“Teacher.”

“Yes?”

“Have you really been with her for 10 years?”

“That’s right.”

“…I always thought you were no ordinary person.”

Watching how she managed that temperament was truly eye-opening.

As a hint of exasperation crept into his previously respectful gaze, Elenora bristled and glared at him.

“What, why, what.”

“…”

“She’s still cute though, isn’t she?”

Either way, she was on her disciple’s side. Ailesia pulled Elenora back into a tight embrace and gently rubbed her cheek against her forehead.

“Hey, isn’t this when you’re supposed to give me a kiss?”

“Your makeup will get ruined.”

“That much would be fine though?”

“Not yours, mine. Would it be right to disregard the Head Maid’s hard work?”

“Hmph.”

After briefly comforting her whining disciple, Ailesia gave Kalior a playful smile.

“Your Highness, you’ve gotten much stronger?”

“…Can you tell?”

“Our Little One worked pretty hard too, but she’s not there yet, is she?”

“Kal is stronger than me? But I’m a High Mage?”

“Even a High Mage can’t beat an Aura Master charging at full force. It’s over the moment they get close.”

And this wasn’t just any ordinary Aura Master, but one who seemed to have already surpassed intermediate level and reached advanced. It showed just how much effort Kalior had put in over the years.

‘It seems Termion’s Mana Cultivation Method was effective.’

Thanks to that, Kalior’s body had become incompatible with magic, but it was his own choice, so what could be done.

The encouraging fact was that Kalior had become much stronger than he was at this point in the original work.

At this level, he probably wouldn’t have to worry about assassination threats within the Imperial Palace.

“Teacher, are you going to stay here?”

“I wonder? What is Termion doing?”

“He’s probably busy talking with other nobles? Grandmother too.”

“Then how about dancing a song with His Highness?”

“Huh? Dance with Kal?”

Why are you so shocked by that? Kalior narrowed his eyes.

“Well, I was too scared to even try. I thought the Grand Duke might have put iron in his shoes.”

“I only stepped on your feet twice!”

“Once on each foot? How fair.”

“You, you come here!”

Unable to contain her anger any longer, Elenora grabbed Kalior’s wrist and headed outside.

Even in the midst of this, the well-mannered prince didn’t forget to bid farewell to Ailesia.

“I’ll see you later, Teacher.”

“Yes, go have fun dancing.”

As she waved her hand cheerfully, she could see Elenora’s retreating figure, arm-in-arm with him as if she hadn’t just been dragging him moments before.

Without even looking ahead properly, she was saying something to Kalior, while he simply nodded or looked at Elenora with affectionate eyes.

“…Perfect shot.”

She quickly pulled out her camera and pressed the shutter several times in succession, then sat down in a chair with a satisfied smile to catch her breath.

“Hehehe.”

She couldn’t resist the fresh photos she’d just taken. A few other people happened to be captured in the shots too, but so what.

Ailesia gazed wistfully at the innocent appearance of the young lovers contained within the small paper.

Elenora and Kalior, looking at each other and smiling, made a truly well-matched pair. If this had appeared as an illustration, it would have caused quite a stir.

‘…Though such a scene would never appear.’

In the original work, Elenora’s first meeting with Kalior wasn’t at this banquet, but at another one called the ‘Spring Festival.’

Coincidentally, it was the day after Elenora’s birthday, and it was also the first and last banquet the two attended together.

The grand banquet that should have been held in summer remained merely a simple setting.

Due to Termion’s rampage causing part of the Imperial Palace to collapse, the atmosphere was hardly suitable for such an event.

‘Six months from now.’

Probably after mid-February, the first delegation from the Melantia Kingdom would arrive, and about two months after that, the second delegation would come.

And the second delegation would include the Princess of the Melantia Kingdom.

‘Preventing contact between that woman and the First Imperial Consort is virtually impossible.’

With the Empress’s position currently vacant, the person practically responsible for the Imperial Palace’s internal affairs was the First Imperial Consort.

If she stepped forward personally to welcome the delegation from the Melantia Kingdom, who could dare oppose her and on what grounds?

She couldn’t exactly step in and cause a physical disruption either. She had to watch silently until that point.

However, knowing the behind-the-scenes situation, it would be entirely possible to use it to her advantage.

‘What tricks the First Imperial Consort will pull is obvious. Since Termion avoided the curse, the specific details might change a bit.’

The problem was how to naturally leak this series of information…

‘There are too many factors to consider.’

It only felt long subjectively because she was experiencing it directly, but the events before leaving for recuperation with Elenora were quite condensed episodes.

In terms of serialization, it was at most about one book’s worth of content. This meant its importance in the overall story was relatively low.

“Ah, it’s over.”

The music that had been playing when Elenora and Kalior went out to the terrace had stopped.

When a new song started playing shortly, the two would finally have their first dance. It was an event she absolutely couldn’t miss.

Setting aside her worries for now, she left the terrace to find quite a few people positioned in the center of the banquet hall.

Most appeared to be in their late teens to early twenties, so the atmosphere seemed to have properly warmed up.

‘Our Elly is the prettiest.’

Of course, this was an extremely biased thought. Beauty was subjective to begin with, so comparing was impossible anyway.

But true to being the protagonist, it felt as if several brighter spotlights were focused solely around Elenora.

Moreover, the person standing in front of her was undoubtedly Kalior, another protagonist of this world.

What to do about those young ladies sending envious glances with flushed faces?

Perhaps because their partner was a prince, the young noblemen couldn’t even voice their complaints.

‘It’s starting.’

Considering the age range of those who came out to dance, the musical piece was quite suitable.

It had just the right rhythm for moving one’s body, with a melody that wasn’t too complex in its variations. Even someone not yet accustomed to dancing could follow along with simple movements.

“…Not bad.”

Elenora looked more comfortable than before, and Kalior deliberately took slightly larger steps while demonstrating skillful leading.

If Termion had led like that, Elenora would have felt like a puppet on strings being dragged along. The height difference was just too great.

In that regard, Elenora and Kalior were showing the perfect couple’s coordination for all to see.

Even their occasional hesitations were nothing but fresh and charming. Throughout it all, the gazes they exchanged with smiles were filled with affection and consideration for each other.

“So you were here.”

Just as she was concentrating on Elenora and Kalior, a voice she hadn’t heard in a very long time reached her ears. She could tell who it was without even checking their face.

“You found me well.”

Ailesia spoke without even turning her head.

I felt a bit sorry for my companion, but right now I wanted to focus solely on the protagonists.

“Your blonde hair is quite eye-catching.”

“My hair is rather unusual, isn’t it.”

“Are you watching the Grand Duchess and His Highness the Second Prince?”

“Yes.”

“I see.”

With those words, silence continued for a while.

Deliberately ignoring the somehow tingling sensation at the side of her head, Ailesia watched Elenora and Kalior’s dance until the very end.

Clap clap clap.

Only after the performance finally ended and even the applause had passed did she check the face of the person who had spoken to her.

“Thank you for waiting.”

“Not at all. She’s my one and only disciple, so it’s only natural.”

His voice contained not a trace of disappointment or sarcasm.

As if he understood completely, Melbarik simply showed a gentle smile.

“I’m very happy to meet you again like this, Lady Milenov.”

“Me too, Melbarik.”

Grand greetings and such didn’t matter at all.

Just the fact that Ailesia had called his name again made Melbarik feel as if he’d been compensated for ten years of waiting.

“If it’s alright with you… may I request a brief conversation?”

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