It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 204

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 204

“Oh my.”

Watching her disciple wave his hand while being held in a tight embrace around the neck by Kalior’s one arm, she felt a headache coming on for no reason.

Ailesia waved back with an awkward smile.

“Oh, Father!”

Sheryl, who had gotten up with Kiril’s support, brightened up. She hopped over on one foot and threw herself into Sigmund’s arms.

“What kind of state is this, you brat.”

“Hehe.”

“How can the Grand Duchess’s personal maid be like this? And why are you walking like that?”

“I twisted it slightly during sparring.”

“Idiot.”

“You be quiet!”

Kiril ignored his sister who was glaring with fierce eyes and bowed his head politely.

“You’ve arrived, Father.”

“You’re always having a hard time because of her.”

“That’s not true!”

Though he said that, Sigmund’s eyes overflowed with affection as he patted Sheryl. Ailesia, who was watching from the side, found herself smiling without realizing it.

“Teacher, Teacher!”

“Hm?”

Elenora, who had approached at some point, grabbed onto Ailesia’s arm and clung to her.

When had she been laughing happily while being held by Kalior? Now she had a half-tearful expression.

“Kal is too strong! Please tell me how to beat him!”

“…Hmm.”

When she glanced at Kalior, he shook his head back and forth, showing a troubled expression.

Even by the standards of the original work, it would still be too much for Elenora to beat Kalior.

Kalior had already far surpassed the level of an ordinary Aura Master. He would probably reach Aura Blaster after breaking through the wall about two more times.

‘A High Mage is quite different from an Aura Master.’

Mages were beings who shined on large-scale battlefields rather than in one-on-one combat. This was because most magic was suited for wide-area attacks rather than personal combat.

No matter how outstanding Elenora was, when it came to aura alone, she fell short compared to Kalior, who ranked second in talent in this world.

“How about thinking about it after you become an Aura Master first?”

“But Teacher, you’re a mage!”

“That’s a different story though…?”

“What’s different about it!”

She must have been quite frustrated. When she was young, she would just be moderately stubborn, but had her competitive spirit changed as she entered adolescence?

“What was the sparring like? I only caught the end of it.”

“They were doing well. Both Elly and Sheryl.”

“You’re teasing me right now!”

“Really.”

Kalior briefly explained the sparring process. Sheryl, who had approached nearby, also listened with a serious expression.

“You studied hard, Your Highness?”

“…Thank you for the praise.”

When she patted his head with affection, Kalior obediently received the touch and slightly reddened the tips of his ears.

“Sheryl, let me take a look at your ankle for a moment. Did you hurt it badly?”

“It’s not uncomfortable enough to affect walking.”

What do you mean it’s not? It’s clearly swollen just by looking at it.

Ailesia healed Sheryl’s ankle and even cleaned all the children’s clothes neatly.

“We should go have lunch. Sir Montid, you’ll join us, right?”

“Would that be alright?”

“Don’t tell me you’re planning to eat separately from your children? You’ll get scolded when you’re old later.”

“Haha, well now.”

Perhaps flustered by hearing such words from someone who looked much younger on the outside, Sigmund scratched his head with an embarrassed face.

“Teacher, aren’t you coming with us?”

“Go ahead first. I’ll check on the wolves and then come.”

After sending the people to the dining room, Ailesia threw herself down on Whitey, who had been lying obediently.

“Are you happy to see all your friends after so long?”

“Woof!”

“Blanky, what do you think of Kalior’s level?”

“Grrrr….”

The children probably couldn’t even imagine it. The fact that Ailesia was hearing about what had happened here from the wolves.

‘…Certainly, Kalior’s growth rate is exceptional.’

After hearing Blanky’s story, she fell into thought for a moment.

Kalior was someone she had suspected might have had a connection with Termion in the original work.

Thanks to receiving proper teaching, Kalior had now become as strong as Termion was at the same age. Maybe even stronger.

‘Of course, that’s based on the original work’s standards.’

With this much, even the First Imperial Consort’s side wouldn’t dare to carelessly harm Kalior.

The only thing she had worried about was that it would be tricky to deal with if they made a move within the Imperial Palace.

With Kalior’s current skills, the only people in the Imperial Palace who could oppose him were at most the Imperial Knight Order Captain or a few of the Emperor’s personal knights.

And such figures were not only impossible for the First Imperial Consort to move carelessly, but they were also too big to use as assassins.

The moment they showed even slightly suspicious behavior, the Imperial Palace would be turned upside down.

Setting aside worries about the sturdy prince, shall I enjoy the atmosphere of this sunny forest for a moment?

“Blanky, come here too.”

“Gruff?”

Buried in Whitey’s belly while embracing Blanky’s head, it was nothing short of heaven.

I’ll just lie here for exactly 10 minutes before going.

“No.”

“Why why why why!”

“Why nothing, I said no.”

When she leisurely arrived at the dining room, for some reason there was an argument going on between Termion and Elenora.

Kalior was frowning and just sighing deeply, while Sigmund at the next table was restless. Sheryl and Kiril were also rolling their eyes around with awkward expressions.

“What’s going on?”

“Teacher!”

“Ailesia, perfect timing. Please do something about this hopeless disciple of yours.”

“I’m your niece first!”

It seemed like getting answers from those two would be wrong. When she turned her gaze to Sigmund, he reluctantly opened his mouth.

“Well, His Grace the Grand Duke briefly mentioned that he was planning to go out for an investigation….”

“And then?”

“The Grand Duchess insisted… that she would follow along no matter what….”

Good heavens. Why did he even mention that? When she looked at Termion with a slightly reproachful expression, he pressed his forehead and spoke.

“Since Elly has to take over as acting leader when I’m absent, I didn’t plan to hide everything from the start.”

“And then?”

“She said field experience is also an important educational process for a successor….”

“…Why did you do that.”

Termion’s judgment wasn’t wrong. It was a situation where they might have to move tonight.

Kalior was in a position of receiving Retis’s support, and as Termion’s disciple, there was no way word would leak out.

Sheryl and Kiril were also children who would be second to none when it came to keeping their mouths shut. Apart from their loyalty to Retis, they regarded Termion as their benefactor.

Sigmund was a party to the work from the beginning, so he was out of the question. In the end, the only problematic person was that hot-blooded Grand Duchess.

“Little One, Uncle isn’t going there to play around.”

“I know that too.”

“You know, yet you’re still acting like this?”

“Uncle is going to a dangerous place, so am I supposed to just stay home alone doing nothing? I don’t want to!”

“Wouldn’t Uncle be able to work with peace of mind if you stayed somewhere safe?”

“I’ve been working hard to learn swordsmanship and magic! I’ll protect Uncle too!”

…It could be seen as the reckless bravado of a young girl in her prime, but something seemed rather strange about it.

Despite her gentle appearance, it was true that Elenora had tomboyish and chatterbox tendencies.

But beyond that, her clever and cool-headed aspects were far more prominent.

It was the same in the original work, and she had become even more mature during the time she spent with him.

‘She’s not a child who acts stubborn without reason. Did she have some kind of vague premonition?’

At the mere age of six, she had stood in front to protect her uncle and received a curse as the price. It wouldn’t be strange for such a child to act emotionally.

He could tell she had more than enough determination… But honestly, it was beyond stubbornness and practically reckless bravado.

“Little One.”

First, I should soothe those unfathomable worries. Ailesia pulled Elenora into her arms and patted her cheek.

“Don’t you know how strong Uncle is?”

“Huh?”

“There’s no one in the Empire who could dare do anything to Uncle. Whether they’re a knight or a mage.”

“…What about dark mages?”

“That’s why Teacher is going along too, so don’t worry too much. Okay?”

“Huh?”

What’s the problem now? Usually when this kind of response came out, unimaginable statements would emerge from Elenora’s mouth.

“Then I definitely have to go!”

“Why?”

“I can learn Uncle’s work and observe Teacher using magic! I can fulfill the roles of successor and disciple at the same time!”

“…”

“Teacheeer!”

What kind of nonsensical sophistry is this?

As she glared coldly at this impudent young girl wondering what to do with her, she felt a piercing gaze from the side.

[It seems like you’ve poured oil on fire, so what will you do now?]

Termion’s questioning, tinged with faint resentment, made things a bit more troublesome.

Still, she couldn’t just readily give permission, so as she was racking her brains, Elenora muttered in a barely audible voice as if about to cry.

“And Teacher… you’re going to leave at night.”

“…Sigh.”

She’s making me worry about every single thing.

Judging by her determination, if they forcibly left her behind, she seemed likely to secretly follow them anyway.

In that case, wouldn’t it be better to take her along directly and keep her under control?

“Let’s eat first and talk about it again, okay?”

“Tch.”

Unlike her pouting lips, Elenora’s eyes were already half-softened.

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