It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 205

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 205

After finishing dinner, as the surroundings grew completely dark.

Hilda had been scolding Elenora with glaring eyes for nearly an hour.

“Not until dirt covers my eyes!”

“Can I go get some from the garden?”

Grand Duchess!”

“Ow, my ears hurt.”

Hilda stomped her feet at the action of covering her ears with her palms and turning her head away sharply, but Elenora remained unmoved.

“Uncle and Teacher are going together, Kalior is going too, and Rebecca and Count Montid are following along. Why are you making such a fuss?”

“Even if we mobilize the entire Tigel Knight Order, what shouldn’t be done shouldn’t be done! Why does the Grand Duchess need to follow them there!”

“Anyone would think we’re going to war.”

“Sister, please say something too!”

Rebecca, who had been standing there blankly, scratched her head with a troubled expression.

While she understood Hilda’s feelings, she actually thought it wasn’t a bad opportunity.

‘She can’t remain a hothouse flower forever.’

Of course, it would be a lie to say she wasn’t worried at all as a guard.

But Elenora was someone who would become the Grand Duke of Retis someday.

Since she would have to stand at the front and lead the knights more than anyone, she judged it right to gradually gain experience from now.

“I’ll keep her safe and bring her back, so don’t worry too much.”

“Sister!”

“How could I not know what you’re feeling.”

The gap of the past 10-odd years had left an indelible wound in Hilda’s heart.

Usually she was calmer and more level-headed than anyone, but when it came to matters related to Elenora’s safety, she showed almost seizure-level anxiety.

“But you can’t keep her locked up in your arms like a child every time. His Highness the Grand Duke was already hunting magical beasts in the Gardbale Mountains at that age.”

“How is that the same as this?!”

Deep down, Hilda was convinced too.

Elenora already possessed top-tier skills even by Tigel Knight Order standards. With Termion and Ailesia accompanying her, there wouldn’t be much to worry about.

Yet, like leaving a child alone by the water, it wasn’t easy to calm this anxious heart.

“I really… *sob*.”

“H-Hilda!”

Finally bursting into tears from frustration, Hilda’s appearance made Elenora turn pale and grab her hands.

“S-sorry! I won’t go! I just won’t go! Don’t cry, okay? Okay? Elly was wrong!”

Seeing Elenora’s distorted expression as if she had never been stubborn, Hilda smiled sadly.

“…Please go and come back, Grand Duchess.”

Rather than scattering flowers on her master’s path, holding her back wasn’t the proper duty of a retainer. Hilda knew this fact better than anyone.

It was just that she couldn’t readily send off this girl who still seemed so young, volunteering for hardship.

Instead of clinging and telling her not to go, the proper role was to cheer her on that she could do well.

“I’m sorry for being stubborn. I’m just… not ready yet.”

“Sister…”

“Listen well to His Highness and Teacher, and never act recklessly on your own. If there’s even a little danger, you must run away immediately.”

“Mm-hmm.”

“If you come back injured, you won’t be able to leave the manor for a month.”

“…I-I’ll try my best.”

Just when she thought permission was finally granted, now the precautions continued for nearly 30 minutes.

When Elenora finally emerged from her room, her face was already haggard and pale.

“Are you alright?”

“…I have to be.”

Rebecca burst into silent laughter at Elenora’s dazed response.

“At least we barely made it in time for departure…”

“Fortunately.”

In reality, it was obvious that Hilda had calculated everything up to that point.

Not losing her reason no matter how emotional she became was Hilda’s greatest strength and specialty.

“You’re here, Elly? Oh my?”

Ailesia, who had been waiting in the office, exclaimed in surprise. Her disciple had entered with half her face drained, when she said she’d come after preparing.

“Did you perhaps go and come back alone first? Why is she like this?”

“Hilda was very worried.”

Hearing Rebecca’s calm answer, Ailesia roughly guessed the situation.

‘Really, Hilda is so overprotective.’

If it were truly dangerous, she would never have allowed it. If she just took her to Chernil Forest instead of the manor, there would be no way for Elenora to get out no matter what she tried.

“Then let me briefly explain the plan.”

Since it had come to this, Termion had made plans to deliberately take even the twins along.

Since Sheryl had already performed quite a few missions, he thought to let Kiril experience the field at least once this time.

“Elly, Kalior, Rebecca, and Sheryl will be one team. Me, Kiril, and Count Montid will be another team.”

“What about Teacher?”

“Basically she’ll move with me, but she’ll relocate as needed.”

Since both Termion and Elenora possessed necklaces, Ailesia could teleport to either of them at any time. It was a kind of safety device.

“Baron Gavin and two squads of the Tigel Knight Order will be on standby at the outskirts. If things go wrong, escape to the predetermined location.”

“Are there mercenaries strong enough to warrant this?”

By Elenora’s standards, it was more than enough force just for reconnaissance.

Even excluding Termion and Ailesia, there were two Aura Masters and three Experts. On top of that, she was a High Mage, and Kiril was also a 6th Circle Mage, albeit barely.

“What we need to be careful of isn’t ordinary skilled fighters, but dark mages. Never try to face them directly. Especially you, Elly and Kalior.”

Termion frowned deeply and sternly warned the two.

“Your aura is still immature for dealing with magic. I trust you won’t act recklessly.”

“Yes, Grand Duke.”

“And Elly.”

“What about me.”

Even before he could speak, her lips were already pouting like a duck’s. Termion lightly pinched and pulled the disgruntled girl’s lips with his hand.

“Don’t be cheeky, don’t be stubborn, and in emergencies, absolutely follow Rebecca’s words. Got it?”

“Mmph mmph mmph!”

“I said, got it?”

“*gasp* You have to let go for me to answer! You dummy Uncle!”

“Answer.”

“I got it! If there’s even a little danger, I’ll just call Teacher right away!”

“Excellent.”

Even while fuming with a reddened face, Elenora didn’t avoid Termion’s hand stroking her head.

“Sheryl… I trust you’ll handle things well.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Actually, among the four children, Sheryl was the most reliable.

She had already succeeded in various missions over 50 times, and was a child with such a reputation that Baron Gavin openly praised her as a talent who would succeed him.

“I’ve prepared detailed mission contents separately, so read them in the carriage. Questions?”

“Is there no concern about our identities being discovered?”

“That’s…”

When Termion pointed to the sofa behind with his thumb, Ailesia, who had been sitting leisurely during the explanation, waved her hand.

“The super strong witch will take care of it.”

Parzan Street, visited after a long time, was much more prosperous than it had been 10 years ago.

Back then, the streets were quiet late at night, but now there were quite a few people walking around despite the cold. Judging by their attire, most seemed to be mercenaries.

“We split into two groups up ahead. Rebecca, Sheryl. I’m counting on you.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Leave it to us.”

After briefly watching Elenora’s group head toward the Mercenary Guild, Termion turned around. He had planned to check out the black market from the beginning.

“Do you know a place, Your Highness?”

“There’s a place I used to drop by occasionally.”

“Occasionally?”

Ailesia tilted her head upon hearing Termion’s answer.

Could it be that he had used the black market even after they had visited together?

[I participated in auctions once or twice a year. I created a completely new identity as a contact route back then.]

[Perfect, isn’t it?]

[Please change my appearance as I describe before we go in.]

After hearing the explanation, Ailesia snapped her fingers, and Termion’s face changed to one with large scars around his eyes and cheeks. His hair also turned a dull ashen color.

“Your Highness?”

“It’s a simple disguise.”

Unlike Sigmund who was startled, Kiril’s eyes simply sparkled quietly. He had felt faint traces of magical power lingering around Termion’s face before disappearing.

“Teacher, could I perhaps learn that too?”

“Using it the exact same way I do would be impossible.”

“I don’t expect that much. It would be enough if I could just mimic the effect.”

“I’ll make time for you soon. Let’s have a proper study session in the research room sometime.”

“Really?”

After patting the delighted Kiril’s shoulder, Ailesia gradually expanded her detection range.

Since Termion would be watching for signs of people anyway, she thought to check if any demonic energy could be felt in this vicinity.

‘As expected, it’s clean.’

Either they had noticed in advance and hidden, or perhaps there was nothing on this side to begin with.

While looking around, they arrived at a familiar alley.

It was in front of a shop with an old sign that read ‘Ash Wood Staff.’

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