It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 207

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 207

This object contained a faint trace of ‘divine power’. That’s why it couldn’t be removed through ordinary means.

Ailesia concentrated magical power only at her fingertips and twisted the bracelet’s joint. With a snap, the bracelet broke apart unceremoniously.

“Both of you, give me your wrists for a moment.”

After removing the bracelets from both Sigmund and Kiril, she took out three strings of similar thickness from subspace and tied them around each of their wrists. Then she lightly flicked her fingers.

Snap!

“Perfect, right?”

“Hah, haha.”

Seeing the bracelet that looked exactly like the broken one, Sigmund could only let out a hollow laugh.

“Even Dark Mages would be helpless before Teacher.”

“Who knows? Aside from a few clumsy assassins, I haven’t encountered any yet.”

It was indeed a curious matter for Ailesia as well.

Surely among the Dark Mages, there must be those who have reached the level of High Mage, Upper Mage, or even beyond.

Apart from competitive spirit, she needed to clash with them at least once to devise countermeasures.

‘Honestly, Termion and I would be fine. The problem is the other people.’

It wasn’t realistically easy for her and Termion to protect everyone at all times and places.

If Dusk Talon was targeting them, the primary targets would be Elenora and Kalior. Considering the current political situation and the flow of the original work, it was a predictable outcome.

‘At least they need to be able to buy time until I arrive…’

Ailesia let out a light sigh and suppressed the Dragon Heart power. Then something stirred deep within her body, and a sharp pain shot through her solar plexus.

“Ugh.”

“Ailesia? What’s wrong all of a sudden?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

Did I push too hard in the middle of the night? Unable to endure that brief moment, the sealed demonic energy stirred.

While she could use ordinary magic as much as she wanted, awakening the Dragon Heart during the night when her power was weakened was indeed burdensome.

[Is it because it’s nighttime?]

[…Yeah, something like that.]

When she gave a vague answer to Termion’s perceptive message, a cool sensation touched her forehead.

“…I’m perfectly fine, you know?”

“For now, it seems so. Your pulse appears normal too.”

He checked her forehead temperature and lightly held her wrist, then added with a serious expression.

“If something were to happen to you, I really wouldn’t live to see my natural lifespan.”

“Pfft.”

What romantic nonsense out of nowhere. Can’t he see the two people across from us frozen in shock?

“What, does your heart pound whenever I’m sick? Does it feel like your lifespan is being shortened?”

“No. I think Elly would kill me.”

“…”

“I can clearly picture her making a fuss about what I was doing by your side. Uncle or not, she absolutely won’t let it slide.”

“Right, right… She’s more than capable of that…”

I did raise one hell of a disciple. Since I’m thinking about it, let me check where she is.

“Huh…?”

For some reason, Elenora didn’t seem to have strayed far from where they first separated. Based on the necklace’s location, it was roughly within 200 meters.

“Elly seems to be investigating around that area? Nothing bad will happen, right?”

“She’ll be fine.”

When Termion, who had withdrawn his aura, looked toward Sigmund, he also nodded.

“Sheryl has quite exceptional talent in this area. You can trust and leave it to her.”

“Even if an unexpected situation arises, Kalior is there, so don’t worry too much.”

“Kalior?”

Wasn’t he just doing swordsmanship training to death at the Imperial Palace? Is there something else I don’t know about?

Seeing Ailesia’s puzzled expression, Termion answered in a light voice.

“Just as you raised Elly, I worked him quite hard too.”

Elenora was thoroughly searching the surroundings, starting with the mercenary guild.

There were two main points: whether there had been any recent large-scale movement or gatherings of people, and whether anyone had seen people of unclear identity.

Since she didn’t expect kind answers anyway, she boldly scattered money around. Even the rough-natured mercenaries quickly changed their attitudes and showed sincerity for a silver coin or two.

Only after visiting four taverns could she grasp a thread of a clue.

“Several people saw groups of at least four or five, sometimes more than ten people moving together.”

“Surprisingly, they moved around openly even during the day. Since it’s common for several mercenaries to travel together, they seemed to blend in naturally.”

Hearing Sheryl and Kalior’s explanation, Elenora tilted her head.

“But what made people feel suspicious about them?”

“Their appearance looked like mercenaries or hunters, but they had no weapons in their hands. And their clothing was excessively neat.”

“Among the people Kalior and I questioned, there were several veteran mercenaries. We also met a couple of mages and aura users.”

“So they had some keen observation skills.”

“How about you?”

Elenora had mainly visited inns and general stores with Rebecca.

Unlike taverns that had few customers except during specific hours, these places operated almost all day, so she figured they would have seen and heard more.

“There was nothing special at the inns… but I heard interesting stories at two general stores.”

“At general stores?”

“There was someone who bought large quantities of preserved food, and based on the description of their appearance, it was the same person. They mainly took jerky, dried grain powder, and strong liquor by the bottle.”

“Liquor?”

“Would mercenaries take that much liquor when going on a job? Maybe a bottle or two, but…”

“So I thought about it.”

Jerky and dried grain powder were the most convenient foods for meals outdoors. You could eat them as is, or just boil water and mix them to make something resembling a crude stew.

“Wouldn’t it make sense if they were confining people somewhere and distributing food?”

“Certainly… it would allow for easy mass cooking.”

“Then what about the liquor?”

“That’s what’s puzzling.”

Elenora couldn’t quite figure out this part either.

Suppose they gathered people for some kind of ritual.

They would need to keep them alive until the ritual, so she could understand the need for food distribution. But what on earth would they use the liquor for?

“Do we really need to understand it?”

“Huh?”

“We can figure out what the liquor is for later. What’s important is that we’ve found a clue.”

“Hmm… You’re right.”

Hearing Sheryl’s opinion, Elenora quickly accepted it. She set aside her concerns for now and reorganized the situation.

“Then it’s likely that the food bought from the general store was distributed to those people you mentioned.”

“If we focus on the largest buildings, wouldn’t we find something?”

“That’s true, but…”

Parzan Street was originally a place where noble influence didn’t directly reach.

Though it was within the Imperial Capital, it was like a kind of extraterritorial zone where even nobles couldn’t act recklessly.

Unless they had received official investigation authority from the Imperial Palace, stirring things up without any justification could escalate the situation.

“Using our status would be problematic, right?”

“It wouldn’t even work, and we’d just become the subject of gossip. Moreover, doing such things within the Imperial Capital could indirectly constitute lese-majeste.”

“I know that too, but…”

“Should I do it instead?”

“Absolutely not!”

Elenora was startled and waved her hands frantically.

While Kalior could enter anywhere if he revealed his prince identity, the political risk would be enormous.

If something went wrong, it would create a misunderstanding that the Imperial House was trying to oppress mercenaries, and would only provide the First Prince’s faction with unnecessary ammunition.

“I’m also against it. Danger aside, it has no practical effectiveness in the current situation.”

“Why no practical effectiveness?”

“The mercenaries wouldn’t recognize Your Highness the Prince’s face. There’s also no way to prove your identity separately.”

“That’s true too.”

After hearing Rebecca’s response, Elenora fell into contemplation again. In any case, they couldn’t just sit here doing nothing.

“Let’s just go for it.”

“Will that be okay?”

“Just thinking won’t give us answers. If we only worry about cleaning up the mess, we can’t do anything. Action over words.”

“I agree too. Originally, in times like this, you need to move somewhat boldly and recklessly.”

Kalior, receiving the gazes of Elenora and Sheryl, also nodded his head.

He hadn’t come along expecting to achieve great results anyway. The actual investigation would be Termion and Ailesia’s responsibility.

‘If I had known it would be like this, I should have contacted them in advance.’

No, it’s still better for them not to be exposed yet. They’ve only just started operating properly, so they need to stay hidden in Retis’s shadow for a while longer.

“Let’s go.”

“Yeah.”

“Just in case, let’s check our outfits once more. Cover your faces as much as possible too.”

Following Rebecca’s advice, after carefully adjusting their clothes and pulling their hoods down low, Elenora slipped out of the secluded alley.

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