It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 21

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 021

“Damn it, attack!”

The two retainers standing behind charged forward with fierce glares. Unlike Baron Baton, they were properly equipped with longswords.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Ailesia struck the knee of the first attacker, then extended her leg to kick him vertically in the abdomen.

Bang!

Surprisingly, the man who shot into the air pierced right through the ceiling and got stuck there.

“Uh, uhh?”

While the retainer who was charging behind hesitated, she forcefully struck the end of his sword hilt with the top of her foot.

Thud!

The man’s grip was torn apart and he dropped his sword. Before a scream could even escape his mouth, Ailesia grabbed him by the collar.

“Did you know people can fly too?”

Of course, that was regardless of his own will. She channeled her magical power and threw him toward the terrace.

“Aaaahhh!”

Crash!

Beyond the loud sound of the window shattering, the bloodied man rolled on the floor.

“Mmm…? Teacher?”

Perhaps awakened by the commotion, Elenora rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up.

“Little One, bear with the noise for just a moment. Come to Teacher.”

“What’s happening…?”

“There are many people curious about how pretty our Elly is? What a little celebrity you are.”

“Hehe.”

Elenora smiled drowsily and snuggled into her arms. Ailesia patted the child’s back as she headed toward the terrace.

Of course, she didn’t forget to give the man sprawled on the floor a good stomp.

Crack!

“Guhhhh…!”

The sensation felt rather disgusting? It seemed she had stepped on somewhere unpleasant.

Snap!

With a light flick of her fingers, Baron Baton and the other intruders were tightly bound with transparent rope. It was binding magic so strong that even an Aura Master couldn’t break it.

“Let’s see.”

Ailesia had been spreading her magical power for quite some time. Even after Elenora fell asleep, she had been wide awake in the room, monitoring the entire manor.

Nine confronting the Tigel Knight Order, six near the main building. Five were waiting around the entrance and pathways of the west wing.

‘I don’t need to worry about the main building, and those five… the kids will handle them.’

Whitey and Blanky had awakened from the noise earlier. The moment the attackers moved first in their panic, they would probably taste hell.

Finally, there was one man floating in midair in front of the terrace. When their eyes met, Ailesia’s lips curled up wickedly.

“Hello? You’re friends with that frog collapsed over there, right?”

It was definitely the man who had been having a secret conversation with Baron Baton in the storage. Even with his face covered, the atmosphere he gave off was similar.

‘What’s this now?’

For some reason, an acrid burnt smell emanated from his body. It was an unpleasant odor like burning rotten leather.

“…I heard you were an ordinary mage.”

Brantin glared at Ailesia who had recognized him, muttering in a deeply sunken voice.

“Oh my, who told you that? I’m a super strong witch.”

Though he didn’t know what “super strong” meant, the opponent was definitely not ordinary. Judging that the plan had gone awry, he frowned.

‘If I can just take the Grand Duchess somehow…!’

The moment Brantin tried to use magic, Ailesia pulled out a staff from somewhere and extended it forward.

“Are you insane?”

Binding that Crushes the Source

『Force Pressure Around』

“Guhk!”

Pressure like a great mountain pressed down on Brantin’s body from all directions.

Crack!

With an ominous sound of something twisting, Brantin spat out a stream of blood and crashed to the ground.

Fortunately he was still breathing, but he was already half out of his mind. The pain of his entire body being crushed piece by piece made it impossible to regain consciousness.

If he hadn’t reflexively drawn upon the energy of dark magic, the power would have been more than enough to kill him instantly.

“Im, impossible…! Cough!”

Dark red blood flowed steadily through his mask as he coughed violently.

‘I have to, I have to report to the higher-ups!’

There had been no spell incantation, hand gestures, or even the distinctive waves that appear when using magical power.

No matter how skilled a High Mage might be, using such powerful magic in this manner was logically impossible.

‘At least 8th tier, Upper Mage level…!’

Brantin desperately moved his trembling hands. Since he couldn’t perform spatial movement on his own, he had to use the scroll he had prepared just in case.

Just as he was about to tear open the scroll he had barely managed to pull from his chest, even if he had to bite it, a golden beam of light shot from the terrace into midair.

Flash!

The brilliance that burst from Ailesia’s staff covered the entire Grand Duchy in a hemisphere shape before disappearing. It all happened in the blink of an eye.

“This, this can’t be.”

Brantin’s expression filled with despair as he spat out the half-torn scroll from his mouth.

The dimensional coordinates of the entire manor had been distorted. The coordinate distortion barrier that he had definitely heard was disabled was working perfectly.

At this point, he had to keep his mouth shut even voluntarily. Just as he was about to make the dark magic energy stored in his body run wild, Ailesia’s thoroughly mocking voice reached him.

“How predictably you think? Just faint quietly.”

As she raised the staff in her hand, Brantin unconsciously muttered in despair.

“N, no…!”

“Yes.”

Thwack!

Along with the dull pain felt in his head, Brantin’s vision turned pitch black.

“Awoooo!”

Wolf howls from somewhere faintly echoed around his ears before fading away.

“All intruders have been dealt with.”

Kubera reported to Termion. Though his armor was stained here and there, it was all other people’s blood.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Termion answered in a calm voice, swinging his sword through the air to shake off the blood droplets.

All the people who had infiltrated the main building had lost their lives at his hands. Except for a few blood droplets on his sleeves and pants, there wasn’t the slightest dishevelment in his attire.

“What about the west wing?”

“It’s finished.”

Step, step.

Hearing the footsteps, both men turned their heads simultaneously.

Ailesia was walking toward them with a relaxed expression, holding a staff in one hand and cradling Elenora in her other arm.

“Grrrr.”

People flinched momentarily at the huge shadow cast behind her, but then Whitey and Blanky appeared, wagging their tails.

“Our kids caught five, and I caught the rest.”

Whitey and Blanky each dropped the intruders they had been carrying in their mouths. Seeing this scene, interest flickered in Termion and Kubera’s eyes.

“I expected as much, but this is incredible.”

“Your hunting skills are truly an art form.”

“Grand Duke, allow me to examine them for a moment.”

When Termion nodded, Kubera examined the corpses laid out on the floor. They were in such a gruesome state that it was hard to look at them with open eyes.

‘The faces and upper bodies are clean. Even when they had an arm or leg severed, they kept charging forward tenaciously.’

This meant the wounds weren’t fatal enough to cause instant death on the spot. Kubera organized his thoughts and looked up.

“They’re all dead, but it doesn’t seem like the wolves killed them.”

“Are you saying there’s another cause of death?”

“I won’t be certain until I perform an autopsy.”

Hearing Kubera’s response, Termion slightly furrowed his brow and spoke.

“Ailesia, did you have a hand in this?”

“I went to check after hearing the kids’ sounds, and they were already in that state. Neither I nor my children kill people carelessly.”

When Ailesia lightly tapped the ground with the tip of her staff, four unconscious people fell from midair.

“These three are the frogs that were inside, and this one is the toad king that came from outside.”

“…That’s a perfectly fitting description.”

Crack. Upon confirming Baron Baton’s face, Termion unconsciously ground his teeth.

Whatever had happened, the condition of his two retainers was a mess. Even Baron Baton, who looked relatively intact, had his jawbone completely dislocated.

‘He’s paid dearly for his crimes.’

Termion, having barely calmed his excitement, checked the condition of the remaining person. There were no visible external wounds, but the mask and clothes were soaked in blood.

“Is this one the leader?

“Probably? He was pulling some pathetic tricks, so I smashed him to pieces.”

“Well done. It’s better than you getting hurt by responding half-heartedly.”

Termion showed a faint smile to Ailesia, who answered with a slightly proud voice. She also looked back at Termion and chuckled softly.

“Anyway, it seems the plan succeeded. You’ll handle the rest, right?”

“From here on, it’s the Knights’ responsibility. Thank you for your hard work.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Kubera, who had been listening to the conversation, looked at Ailesia with puzzled eyes.

“A plan? What do you mean?”

“Didn’t Termion tell you?”

“His Highness did?”

“I thought he would have at least given Lord Dayford a hint. How sly of him.”

Upon hearing the response, Kubera quickly turned his head. Termion, who subtly avoided his gaze, answered with an awkward expression.

“I thought it would be right to deceive our allies first if we wanted to deceive the enemy…”

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