It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 209

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 209

“We’re planning to look around this area for about another hour before leaving.”

“So?”

“How about you take charge of guiding us? If you can’t leave your assigned area, we could all go to the Vigilante Group headquarters and have them assign someone to us, couldn’t we?”

The man who received the proposal exchanged words in low voices with the two people behind him. Still keeping his hand on his sword hilt, he asked Kalior.

“What if we refuse?”

Kalior chuckled and quietly drew up his aura. Soon, pale blue smoke began rising from his shoulders.

“Your vigilante activities would end today.”

“Hmm…”

The man’s contemplation deepened. Eventually, he sighed and lowered his hand from his sword hilt.

“Follow me.”

“Much appreciated.”

“I trust you’ll keep your promise.”

“That depends on how you all behave.”

The man looked Kalior up and down with displeasure before starting to walk. Kalior also withdrew his aura.

“Let’s follow.”

“Will it be okay?”

“If it’s not okay, they’re the only ones who’ll suffer.”

“Will four be enough?”

“…Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“What?”

Kalior pointed his finger toward Elenora’s neck area. His gaze also carried a hint of exasperation.

“Didn’t she tell you to use it if things seemed bad?”

“Ah.”

Right. I can just call our super strong Teacher. Maybe because I encountered an unexpected situation, I had completely forgotten.

“I guarantee that if even one of those two comes, the headquarters will disappear.”

“Well, that’s probably true… Why are you looking at me with that expression again?”

“Because you’re pretty?”

“…I know that too, you know? Tch.”

Where on earth did he learn that smooth talking? There were countless times when I was frustrated by his complete lack of awareness, but now he’s become a complete smooth talker.

“It was good that you avoided an unnecessary fight, but what are you planning to do?”

Sheryl, who had been keeping her mouth shut the whole time, asked Kalior.

She was deliberately withholding advice from Elenora. This was because she had received separate instructions from Termion.

“Unless you judge it to be a real emergency situation, could you just go along with whatever Elly wants to do?”

“Of course. However, may I ask the reason?”

“I want to let her gain as much experience as possible. Whether there are results or not.”

“Understood.”

However, in this situation, she couldn’t continue to remain silent. She was also curious about why Kalior had made this choice.

“We don’t necessarily need to go around on foot ourselves.”

“What if they deliberately cause us trouble under the guise of guiding us?”

“I think that possibility is low.”

Elenora stared intently at the backs of the three Vigilante Group members walking ahead.

The reason they backed down obediently was because they had gauged Kalior’s force. This meant the man who had spoken possessed insight beyond that of an ordinary mercenary.

“The fact that he recognized Kal’s aura means he has experience clashing with someone of equal skill.”

“Not just vague fear?”

“Materializing aura on the body without weapons is proof of reaching advanced Aura Master level. But actually, that’s something any mage can do.”

“How?”

“Just one illusion magic spell would do it.”

In other words, he had distinguished whether Kalior was playing tricks with magic or was a real Aura Master.

“Guiding us to the Vigilante Group headquarters ultimately means one of two things. Either they’re scared, or the headquarters has the capacity to handle us.”

“If it’s the latter, you’re planning to request help from Teacher?”

“That’s really a last resort. Kal suggesting we go to the headquarters has a different intention.”

Elenora had already guessed Kalior’s purpose. The talk about guiding was just an excuse.

“A different intention?”

“It’s a place where many people can gather, and where someone coming and going wouldn’t arouse much suspicion. Moreover…”

Kalior lowered his voice considerably as he continued.

“They have the authority to cover up most incidents. We got lucky, but doesn’t it smell fishy?”

“It does. I understand.”

With those words, Sheryl slightly slowed her pace and fell back. Then she moved next to Rebecca, who had been walking silently.

[Baroness.]

[Speak.]

[When we arrive at the Vigilante Group headquarters, could you cause an appropriate disturbance?]

[That’s not difficult… Do you have some plan?]

[According to Kalior’s, oh dear. According to His Highness the Prince’s words, it seems worth searching once.]

“Pfft.”

Rebecca, who let out a small laugh, patted Sheryl’s head once.

[Don’t bother with formalities and speak comfortably. What’s the big deal about calling a friend’s name?]

[That’s only when it’s just us.]

[If we’re being that strict, I should be using honorifics with you too.]

[…Pardon?]

[Speaking carelessly to a friend of the Grand Duchess and His Highness the Prince would be more improper.]

There was no end to following etiquette. Right now, at the center of all these relationships stood someone who completely ignored etiquette.

[Compared to Teacher, I’m better behaved, so it’s fine.]

[…Well, Teacher is, you know.]

Hearing Sheryl’s somewhat flustered message, Rebecca smiled faintly.

Ailesia’s etiquette was extremely simple and clear.

Honorifics for those older than herself, casual speech for those younger.

The problem was that no one knew her exact age.

While she spoke casually to Termion, she mixed casual and formal speech with others, so they could only guess she was in her early to mid-thirties.

[We seem to have almost arrived. When should I start?]

[I’ll give you a signal when I read the atmosphere.]

Rebecca nodded and loosely untied her cloak’s strings.

This was to be ready to immediately wield the great sword strapped to her back.

Kiril hid his body in the shadow of a corner of a large building and kept glancing around nervously. His eyes were full of anxiety.

It had been a little over 30 minutes since Termion and Sigmund had infiltrated inside. Seeing how quiet it still was, things seemed to be proceeding without major incident.

[Why, are you anxious?]

When Ailesia, who was leaning against the wall holding her staff, asked, Kiril shook his head.

[Not anxious… exactly.]

[Then?]

[This is my first time with something like this, so I’m a bit nervous…]

[That makes sense. You don’t often come out of the research lab, do you?]

[I’ve been to the border region and advance bases a few times.]

The large weapons Kiril created were treated almost like strategic weapons in Retis. He said he never imagined he would have talent in this area.

[I did learn combat magic, but I’ve rarely actually used it myself.]

[Then how do you make such things so well?]

[The knights at the training ground help me out.]

So it was all thanks to excellent clinical trial volunteers.

Well, the Tigel Knight Order consists of people who use both magic and aura, so they’d be very helpful for research.

It had been disappointing that Elenora had no talent for making magic tools anyway.

Rather than just helping out once or twice, how about taking her as a second disciple this time?

[Ailesia, can you hear me?]

Just as she was about to sink into pleasant contemplation, Termion’s voice came from the pendant.

[Speak.]

[I’ve been to three storages and left only one, but the atmosphere here is unusual.]

[Why?]

[According to Count Montid, the surroundings are full of traps. I could break them with aura, but it would leave traces.]

[Could you take off the necklace for a moment and hold it in your hand? Let me take a look.]

Ailesia took out a mirror from her subspace. It wasn’t the full-length mirror she usually used, but was about the size of a large picture frame.

“Kiril, keep watch for anyone approaching.”

“Yes.”

She gradually moved the scene reflected in the mirror, thoroughly examining the storage entrance and walls.

‘…This is quite something?’

With Termion’s aura operation skills, he should be able to quietly neutralize most magic barriers, but this definitely wouldn’t be easy. At minimum, it looked like 7th-tier magic.

[I need a space where people won’t notice.]

[Are you coming?]

[It’ll be faster if I dispel it directly. If that’s what I can see from here, it’ll actually be worse in reality.]

Even Ailesia couldn’t see through everything with just a mirror.

Moreover, today happened to be a new moon, the time of the month when her power was at its weakest.

On days like this, she had to use the Dragon Heart’s power only minimally.

[I’ve moved positions. There’s no one within a 20-meter radius.]

[Wait a moment. I’ll be right there.]

Ailesia put away the mirror and gestured to Kiril.

“Hold my hand with one hand, and grab the middle of the staff with the other.”

“Spatial movement?”

“Yes. You can close your eyes now.”

It was tricky trying to use it while suppressing mana release, but it couldn’t be helped if she wanted to avoid being noticed. She used magic more carefully than usual.

“Done.”

“You’ve arrived.”

Sigmund, who greeted Ailesia, gently rubbed Kiril’s back. The place he had been was a narrow gap that opened like an alley between buildings.

“Where’s Termion?”

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