It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 201

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 201

‘This brings back memories.’

On the way to the Retis Grand Ducal Town House, Kalior’s eyes grew misty with nostalgia.

Back then, he really knew nothing at all, and the scenery outside the Imperial Palace was simply fascinating. He had vaguely dreamed of becoming an Aura user while asking Tulk, who sat across from him, about this and that.

Ten years ago today, his life had truly changed completely.

Two visitors who suddenly appeared had extended a helping hand to him as he lay dying in a desolate corner of his room.

He remembered the little child who had hugged him for the first time in his life and shed tears. And the blonde woman who had lovingly embraced that scene.

“A child should act like a child, eating well and sleeping well. Our Elly cried her heart out saying she wanted to help. So just quietly follow along.”

“If it doesn’t matter, should I just pretend not to know? Even when he can’t eat properly and sleeps in such a messy room?”

As if to prove the saying ‘like master, like disciple,’ they worried so much about him, a complete stranger.

Even looking back now, it was truly a miraculous thing.

“We have arrived, Your Highness the Prince.”

While he was lost in thought, the carriage had already passed through the main gate of the town house and stopped in front of the main building.

“Thank you. You’ve worked hard.”

“I-It’s an honor.”

When he smiled and greeted the coachman who opened the door, the coachman immediately bowed so deeply his head nearly touched the ground.

Kalior stepped down and briefly looked around.

The Retis Town House was even more magnificent than the Prince Palace where he resided.

Unlike his own palace which was always silent, this vast space seemed to flow with some inexplicable warmth.

“Welcome to Retis, Your Highness the Prince.”

The person who came out to greet him was Lady Herman, the Head Maid.

Normally this would be against protocol, but Termion had already reached a conclusion about this matter.

“A disciple coming to his master’s house, does he expect VIP treatment?”

“Then why won’t you let me call you Master?”

“Shut your mouth.”

“It’s been a while, Head Maid. Why did you come out in such cold weather?”

“I came out to see the noble countenance of Your Highness, who speaks respectfully even to this old woman.”

“You’re still as mischievous as ever.”

In fact, except for Termion, Kalior was in a position where he could speak informally to anyone in Retis. However, he never treated even ordinary servants carelessly.

“Authority comes from respect and consideration, not intimidation.”

“Then what about people who treat me carelessly?”

“They’d lose a limb or two for insulting the Imperial Family.”

“…I don’t have that kind of real power though.”

“Even worrying is your fate. I’ll be the one doing the cutting.”

Termion looked after Kalior more carefully than one could imagine. When they were together at official events, even that arrogant First Prince didn’t dare to come near.

“Are the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess inside?”

“Both of them are quite busy at the moment, so someone else will attend to Your Highness.”

“Someone else…?”

“Ta-da, it’s me!”

With a playful voice, someone suddenly appeared next to Lady Herman. It was a movement as if she had dropped from the sky.

The blonde woman wearing a thick sweater and a skirt that reached her ankles asked about his well-being in a cheerful voice.

“Did you eat breakfast before coming, Prince?”

“I ate something simple after waking up. Teacher, you’re full of energy today as well.”

“Of course. I’m a super strong witch.”

Remembering that first introduction from long ago, Kalior couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle.

“Then have a pleasant time, Your Highness the Prince.”

“Yes, Head Maid, have a peaceful day as well.”

After Lady Herman withdrew, Ailesia headed to the reception room with Kalior.

“I was a bit surprised when you suddenly asked me to come to the town house.”

“Originally Elly was supposed to come visit, right?”

“It wasn’t exactly a promise, but I suppose you could say that?”

“Elly is a bit busy right now. She’s been caught by Termion.”

“…What did she do this time?”

“Puhup.”

Why is everyone’s reaction the same? When Sheryl and Kiril heard the story, they immediately asked ‘What did she do at the Imperial Palace?’

“It’s nothing like that, just studying.”

“…Studying? Elly?”

Kalior’s expression became even more strange. His frowning and tilting his head was exactly the reaction of someone who heard something unbelievable.

“Well, of course she studied hard enough to become a High Mage…”

Perhaps realizing that even he found it somewhat contradictory, Kalior added in a slightly awkward voice.

“Successor lessons, apparently.”

“The Grand Duke seems to have made up his mind completely.”

“I’ve always acknowledged his execution ability.”

Knock knock.

At the sound of knocking on the reception room door, Ailesia answered brightly.

“Come in!”

“Excuse me.”

The moment he saw the person who appeared pushing a trolley, Kalior couldn’t hide his bewildered expression.

“Sheryl?”

“It’s an honor to serve Your Highness the Prince.”

Sheryl, dressed in a maid outfit and grinning, immediately began setting teacups and desserts on the table. Kalior, who had been quietly watching, let out a hollow laugh.

“I’ve lived long enough to see all kinds of strange things.”

“You have nothing but harsh words for a friend you haven’t seen in a long time, Your Highness the Prince.”

“…If I hear that ‘Your Highness’ one more time, I think I’ll get indigestion for a whole week. Could you please stop?”

“Oh my, but the difference in status is so great, how could I dare.”

“Hey.”

Kalior glared at Sheryl with eyes that looked like he might have a fit any moment. After pouring the tea, Sheryl finally approached Kalior and smiled mischievously.

“Puhehe. Our Kalior, are you sulking? Did you?”

“Sthop mething my fathe like doth.”

Sheryl vigorously rubbed Kalior’s face with her hands as if kneading dough. The one surprised by this bold prank was actually Ailesia.

“Look how plump you’ve gotten from living so well at the Imperial Palace.”

“…I’m really going to die.”

“Didn’t I tell you not to say such mean things to your big sister?”

“Big sister?”

Aren’t you two the same age? At Ailesia’s reflexive question, Sheryl giggled and sat down on the sofa.

“We made a bet once before. Whoever won in a duel could make a wish to the loser.”

“A duel? You won?”

“It was a trick.”

“Tricks are skill too, you know? Hmph.”

At Kalior’s answer full of dissatisfaction, Sheryl snorted as if it were ridiculous.

But Sheryl still seems to be at the highest level of Aura Expert? Would she be a match?

Noticing Ailesia’s confusion, Sheryl added a simple explanation.

“I had a slight advantage back then. But I got overtaken right after that.”

“So that’s why the Prince calls you sister?”

“No way. I set a much more groundbreaking condition than that.”

Sheryl wiggled her finger with a triumphant expression.

“In private, he can’t fight back even if I mess with him.”

“How clever.”

No wonder Kalior seemed helplessly trapped.

It was quite comprehensive content, but the important thing was that all the behavior she was showing now was permitted.

“I’ve been milking a bet from 5 years ago until now.”

Kalior muttered complaints with a sullen expression. Perhaps because he had been so grandly welcomed by Sheryl earlier, his face still had a slight flush.

“Why is the Prince being so petty? I told you the withdrawal conditions too, but you’re not making any effort.”

“Is that easy?”

“What are the withdrawal conditions?”

“The first is becoming Emperor, and the second is—”

“Stop right there.”

Glare.

This time, it seemed Kalior had no intention of letting it slide. He shot Sheryl a sharp look.

“Eek. Sorry, Teacher. As you can see, our Kalior is shy.”

“Tsk, now I’m even more curious after hearing only half.”

“…Please, I’m begging you to pretend you didn’t hear that.”

At Kalior’s lament that seemed like resignation or despair, Ailesia just shrugged her shoulders.

Judging by the first condition, the second one seemed just as formidable, but she wondered if she’d get a chance to hear it later.

‘It’s good that the friends got along well.’

Even while Elenora was away, it seemed Kalior and the twins had continued their friendship steadily.

Sheryl was treating Kalior comfortably like a younger brother. Even though they were the same age, maybe it was because she had Kiril as her twin.

“Why did you come here? What’s with those clothes?”

“I became the Grand Duchess’s dedicated maid this time. Elly is studying, so unfortunately I came to greet you first.”

“If you’re a dedicated maid, shouldn’t you be staying by Elly’s side?”

“Elly told me to go, so I came. The Court Lady is there anyway.”

“Ah, Lady Forthen.”

“Ugh, Lady Forthen.”

When Sheryl showed a horrified reaction, Kalior opened his mouth to say something but just let out a deep sigh instead.

He picked up his moderately cooled teacup with a completely drained expression.

“Is it really okay for someone like that to be a dedicated maid…”

“Someone like that? I’ll have you know I’m quite thorough about separating work and personal matters. Don’t look down on me, okay?”

“The one looking down on someone is you doing it to me right now.”

Ailesia was barely holding back the laughter that kept escaping. This combination of the two bickering like real friends was quite refreshing.

After chatting like that and drinking about two cups of tea, the reception room door suddenly burst open without even a knock.

“Kal! I’m here!”

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